Southwest of the city of Madrid, Spain, the alley is empty tonight. Barcelona fans can get very few tickets. How they suffered in the first place, how they have to pay it back today.

The supporters of the Son of the Sea God no longer look up, no longer obey, and want to challenge, and then, exterminate!

They already have enough confidence to compete with any team in this world.

"It's only Madrid...... Athletics! "We are...... Athletics! When hundreds of thousands of people inside and outside the stadium shouted a slogan at the same time, it was neat, spectacular, and shocking!

Red and white jerseys and scarves filled the entire stands, and Calderón, looking down on the night sky, seemed to write the whole world in two colors, declaring sovereignty!

A huge portrait of the West Stand occupies almost all the space from top to bottom, and in the portrait, Makqin seems to be about to leap out, like a giant in the sky.

"The best one, now belongs to Calderón", is its commentary.

The wind blows the wolf smoke on the battlefield, and the beacon fire burns the high platform!

Here, there is no history, but it can be shaped; Here, it has not been glorious, but it can be written, here, there is only one theme tonight, and that is, war, war, war!

One year into the army, three years of dignitaries, people's memories are often like fish, chasing only in front of them, football, the rules have changed, there was the blue army Lan Moon before, and now there is the Emperor Slaughter Seagod Halberd!

"Real Madrid is your end...... death, death, death, death!"

Tonight's Calderon, the sound is vibrating, hideous and manic, and every breath of air breathed in seems to have the smell of sulfur, cutting hearts and lungs, killing intent, full of intent!

"My God, Calderón was even crazier today than the last time the two teams met," Morrison said as he faced Maria from behind the commentary.

"Not surprisingly, as the outside world says, today is a title match, and it is an important battle for Atletico Madrid to become a giant, if it is pulled away by 10 points, even if it spends more money, it is only an upstart," said Maria.

"The general perception of public opinion is true, it still needs championship precipitation before it can become a real giant", Morrison nodded, "but this season's championship is too difficult for them, they should be a spoiler"

"Spoiler?" , Maria asked.

"Yes, it's not that I underestimate Atletico Madrid, but they want to break through this season under the bag of Barcelona and Real Madrid, it's hellish level"

"Is it impossible?"

"It's very small", Morrison said, "unless Barcelona and Real Madrid both make mistakes, which is very unlikely at the halfway point of the league, but they should be in second or third place at the end of the season"

This is the commentator's routine analysis of the two teams before the start of the game, and it can be seen that even if Atletico Madrid has improved much compared to itself last year, it still cannot easily reverse the perception of most people.

Just like West Ham, their journey is the same as that of Chelsea and Manchester City, but because they haven't won any trophies so far, they still have to be upstarts.

"And the main thing," Morrison, who seems to have done a lot of work off the course, continued, "Atletico Madrid still have big problems of their own, they still haven't developed chemistry in the attacking end"

"I agree with that", Maria said, "Carlo Ancelotti spent the first half of the season on the main focus of the defence, and now Atletico Madrid's defense is quite good, conceding more goals than Barcelona or even less than Real Madrid, you know, it was Mourinho's team"

'That's the main reason why they were able to bite into the top two, and with Mark out for three months at the start of the season, Carlo Ancelotti has been able to get to where he is now,' Morrison replied.

"But in terms of attack, as soon as there is an improvement, Juan Mata will be reimbursed in the second half of the season, which may have a bigger impact on Atletico Madrid than expected"

"Because Mata is able to share the work of Mark on the field, after two months of running-in, they have just established a tacit understanding, and it can be seen from Mark's running heat map every game that he is more used to working with Mata than Raul Garcia on the right"

"That's right", Maria nodded, "they have scored a lot fewer goals than Barcelona and Real Madrid, and a lot of games are thrilling"

"Now the absolute main force at the beginning of the season, Fran seems to be slowly fading out of the main lineup, and Ancelotti should have started to have major surgery on the offensive end"

"It's a matter of course", Morrison said, "Atletico's future doesn't belong to him, look at their attacking group up front, except for Forlan and Simao, all of them are under the age of 23, if there are no accidents, they will leave in the summer and officially give way"

"There are also López and Ujfarusi at the back, maybe next year, we can still see the old Atletico Madrid players on the field, except for those young Atletico academy players, the rest are new stars"

"So, it's nice to be rich, haha......," Morrison laughed.

At this moment, the starting lists of the two teams were played on the live broadcast screen, and the players of the two teams were also lined up in the player tunnel to prepare for the game, and Makqin was still wearing the captain's armband.

Atletico line-up:

Goalkeeper: David De Gea

Defenders: Felipe, Silva, Godin, Juanfran

Midfielders: Gabi, Raul Garcia, Mackqin

Wingers: Alexis Sanchez, Sergio Aguero

Forward: Costa

Barcelona line-up:

Goalkeeper: Valdés

Defenders: Enrique, Pique, Puyol, Alves

Midfielders: Sergio Busquets, Xavi, Iniesta

Wingers: Messi, Pedro

Forward: Villa

Torres's fate inevitably came to a low point, with his main position in jeopardy after Villa's arrival, and crucially, his form was still in the malaise of the World Cup, and he has not been able to recover until now, which makes Makqin a little sad for him.

He once thought that not going to Chelsea would change his trajectory, so it seems that his low point is still his own reasons play a large part of the factor, and the environment is only part of it, perhaps, he is not suitable for this kind of super giant.

The character is not domineering enough, a bit of a good baby, the environment is too complicated, it will affect the mood, and then the state, he needs a club and a manager who trusts him to play to the best of his ability.

Mackin did not greet him and Enrique in the aisle as usual, because he was the captain and all personal friendships were put after the game.

Enrique has been completely transformed and has become one of the best left-backs in the world. It also indirectly led to the current melon-style Barcelona, which is more perfect than the lineup in history.

"Boom", the sound of the stadium seems to be amplified several times into the eardrums, if you are not prepared, you will definitely be shocked by a palpitation, tonight they should have made the biggest noise decibels of the season.

"Atletico Madrid, Atletico Madrid", "Marc, our captain", "Barcelona, damn it"

All kinds of crazy shouts came from the top of the passage, instantly surrounding all the players, and Makqin led the team to the field with the referee, and saw the huge portrait of the West Stand at a glance.

Somewhat touched.

"Audience friends, audience friends, the much-anticipated 21st round of La Liga, Atletico Madrid's home match against Barcelona, is about to start", it is almost dawn in China, and Zhan Jun's voice suddenly sounded in the ears of countless fans who stayed up late with the picture.

"Hehe, today's scene is spectacular," Zhang Lu said.

"Yes, Calderón is magnificent today", Zhan Jun said with a smile, "Barcelona won the half of La Liga without accident, but this year is not like previous years, I remember that in the first two years they pulled Real Madrid almost ten points at this time"

There was nothing more complicated about the mood and ritual, the two teams shook hands, each took their own positions, Mack Qin won the guess coin and picked the tee-off, and the game was about to begin.

The two teams have played against each other for three consecutive games in the past half a month, and the familiar ones can't be more familiar, and there is no need for any temptation, just war, war, war!

"Barcelona's start was no surprise, Atletico Madrid had two major changes today, Martinez was on the bench and Costa actually started," Zhan continued.

"Raul Garcia is more prominent than Martinez in attack, and Costa, a young player, has occasionally performed well as a substitute in the first half of the season.

Attack, of course!

Their tacit understanding of possession is far less than that of Barcelona, who have mostly played together from the youth team, and the opponent is in such good form now, they are at home and in such a big game.

This is a battle of momentum, and it is as important as winning or losing.

Pep Guardiola and Carlo Ancelotti both stood in their own areas after shaking hands, and the character of both of them was to praise each other before the game, and then, well, play with their lives on the field.

The referee had already put the whistle in his mouth, looked at the chronograph on his wrist for the last time, and then "beeped", like a flash flood, like water pouring into the sky!

There was a boom, the wind and thunder rose together, and the stadium was boiling!

At the moment of the start, five Atletico Madrid players stood on the halfway line and rushed to the heart of Barcelona as the game began.

Standing in the middle circle today, it was Mack Qin, and there was only one Gabby after the center circle.

"Oh, Atletico Madrid opened with five players rushing into Barcelona's half, which is really going to attack", Zhan Jun said unexpectedly, and except for Aguero, all concentrated on the right side.

Gabi didn't have any delay, not even stopping the ball, because it would delay the timing, facing the ball pushed back by Mackqin, he had already put on a position, and slammed it into the bottom of the ball.

The ball leaps up and goes straight to the right.

Pedro suddenly felt a huge figure envelop him, leaving his sky dark.

"Costa, Costa ran to the right side, header to the middle, Raul Garcia, Raul Garcia, a diagonal push, too fast, Sanchez ......", Zhan Jun couldn't keep up, no one expected Atletico Madrid to play like this in the opening!

On the narrow right side, Atletico Madrid made a three-man pass in an instant, and in less than 3 seconds, the ball was passed to Barcelona's 40-meter area, and it was very fast.

Andres Iniesta and Sergio Busquets were a little unprepared for the ball that rolled between them, but by the time they turned their heads, the fast Sanchez had already led the ball forward and hit the back line!

"Sanchez, Sanchez ......", "boom", as if it had been rehearsed a long time ago, Enrique had to take in the top defense to change the position of Sanchez, and Puyol was also on standby.

It's just that Sanchez's second step is to directly pick up a pass behind the two central defenders, without looking, the ball jumps up again, faster than everyone thinks.

A red-and-white whirlwind blew between Pique and Puyol, and Pique, who was focused on the ball, subconsciously chased back, but unfortunately was already a few steps slower.

Slow, it's hell!

"Mark Qin ......", Zhan Jun naturally recognized this figure, he sprinted forward quickly from the kickoff, and he didn't even appear in the shot just now.

It's just that now it's a flash of action, and the killing machine is revealed!

The speed of the ball was extremely fast, and it naturally fell in front of the big penalty area, Valdés quickly abandoned the goal, even if it was a hanging door, he didn't care about it, and his life was on the line.

Guardiola jumped unexpectedly, and his heartbeat suddenly showed a beat!

Mark Qin didn't even look at the ball, as if he knew its inevitable landing point, followed the ball, a few steps in place, in front of the big penalty area like a hundred stone pole bow, fiercely picked up his right leg, that kind of arc, people instantly reminded of Dapeng wings, incomparably stretched.

"This is, Mark......", Maria was a little dumbfounded.

"Bang", the ball did not hit the ground, and the right foot that was picked out collided with it at great speed, like a firing pin meeting a bullet, and a white light flashed out.

Valdés was halfway through the attack, and before he could even react, he felt a gust of wind fly over his head to the upper right, and then he heard a "boom" on the pitch like a volcanic eruption.

The ball flew through the goal and hit the back net directly, setting off a white wave swaying!

"Goaaaaaal......, GoalGoalGoal......, what is this, what is this, Mark, opening lightning strike, unbelievable! Unbelievable! Maria roared frantically.

"Mr. Ma, shoot ......, the ball goes in ......", Zhan Jun even screamed.

Calderon is like an earthquake, the camera is shaking, the waves are fierce, Makqin is tearing his jersey, roaring and running to the sidelines, this is the prelude to madness, this is the badge of wildness!

"Ah......", "Goal......", Battle, Battle, Battle!