255 Martyrs

"In the second half, the storm reversed, the crazy game." Huang Jianxiang stood up from the anchor seat excitedly, "It's worthy of Jiangshan's team, I'm going to kneel, oh my God, it's tied." ”

In the 80th minute of the game, Hut's header equalized, and the two teams played to a 2-2 draw, plus injury time, there are still more than 10 minutes to go, and there is still a chance.

"Will there be a super reversal? This game is really worth it. Stimulate. That's football. Liu Jianhong hurriedly said a few poetic words, after all, it was not He Wei, and he did not have the talent to open his mouth.

The most excited is the neutral fans, this game, it was simply exciting to explode, Hertha Berlin was beaten like a dog in the first half, and in the second half, the situation changed abruptly, and it equalized in an instant.

4 goals, each wonderful.

Hertha Berlin are still controlling the tempo of the game, and they have stabilized their mentality and cannot allow Sporting Lisbon to fight back, even if they are dragged into extra-time, they can crush their opponents.

At this time, Pecero was under a lot of pressure, his back was soaked, his palm flicked, and sweat fell on the lawn, "It's so painful!" I want to give up! Why is Jiangshan's team so disgusting? ”

No way, there is still time, continue to carry it. It was a good opportunity for Pecero to see Hertha Berlin seem to loosen their grip on the ball.

He hurriedly commanded the team, intensified the pressing, increased the attack, and as long as the goal was scored, the victory belonged to Sporting Lisbon.

Up front, Moutinho intercepted Kovac's pass, quickly launched a counterattack, gave it to Nicole's feet, and was a little anxious, and shot from outside the box, of course, unable to threaten Hertha Berlin's goal.

The ball goes over the crossbar and Hertha Berlin has the ball. Hertha didn't attack right away, falling in the back, the players kept moving and the ball was transmitted quickly.

Pesero waved his hand, go up, give me up, as long as the backcourt steals, you can score immediately.

Moutinho looked at the clock and with the last two minutes to go, it was time to fight, and he rushed up to block Modric and went up with team-mate Roshenbach to almost succeed.

Modric has often been trained like this, turning 360 degrees on the spot, getting out of the grip of the two, and passing through the middle, leaving Marcelinho's position vacant.

Give out, coquettish arches, and in a few years, he will be one of the strongest midfielders.

Marcelinho started running, like a naughty boy running in a vegetable patch, relaxed, carefree, not looking at people, passing. The ball was once again at Marcelinho's feet.

Inakal El, who was on the top, pounced, dangerous, and Pandel was sprinting and went down. Pandel is a threat at the bottom, which is very irritating.

"Hurry up and block him", Ricardo commanded the defence, but Pandel did not cross, but chose to pass back, and he saw that the space of Sporting Lisbon was squeezed flat, and immediately chose to pass back.

Luka Modric came in and went overboard, Marcelinho and Pantrich crossed into position, but Silva unexpectedly appeared, spotted the ball and sent it into the box.

Deyaga fell from the sky, the running position was coquettish, and the header shook the goal, and shook the head of the goal from close range.

Syllable!

The ball ghost slammed into Ricardo's arm and bounced back, and Deyaga missed his chance to be a hero.

This hero is Marcelinho, the legend of Hertha Berlin team history, the game of his retirement, and countless Hertha Berlin fans chanting his name, yes, the green-haired Marcelinho.

He accidentally caught the ball and slammed it into the door with his chest.

"Hmm......" Marcelinho didn't expect the ball to bounce back, and his chest hurt, "I knew how many pounds of meat would grow." ”

Ricardo just couldn't stop the ball from going into the net with three heads and six arms, and this goal was so special.

Kneeling on the ground, beating the lawn, and making a look of chagrin, "Oh my God, I've already blocked the goal, and the sky is going to kill me." ”

"I can't stop it!" Beto shouted hoarsely, Inakael covered his face, not daring to look, the back line didn't even stare at people, these young men, too slippery.

In the last minute, Hertha Berlin finally scored with successive shots and overtook the score, 3:2.

Jiang Shan, who was standing on the sidelines, breathed a sigh of relief, "This process really makes people catch chickens, fortunately, Lao Tzu's godhead has been preserved." ”

Then he calmly raised his hand, which was regarded as a celebration of victory, a simple celebration, which caused all the fans to shout, this is the demeanor of a master, and he regarded the victory lightly.

He is calm, the players and fans have gone crazy.

Marcelinho rushed out of the pitch to celebrate with the Hertha Berlin fans, and countless fans shed tears, the process was like a roller coaster, with ups and downs, too exciting.

The fans who shed the most tears were the fans of Sporting Lisbon, who were 2-0 up at home and then reversed, what else could they do?

José Pesero fell to his knees, unable to believe what was happening, clutching his fat head with both hands, "Oh my God, what's going on?" What's going on? ”

He looked at the calm Jiangshan and trembled, "That bastard, what did that bastard do?" How did you turn a player like this? ”

Fans all over the world are going crazy, this is the final, it's too exciting, it's too subversive.

Huang Jianxiang and Liu Jianhong shed tears of excitement at the same time, "I'm sorry, audience friends, I'm a little excited, I still shed tears." ”

"The games coached by Jiang Shan have always been very surprising, the Asian Cup game is like this, and it is still like this. This is the UEFA Cup final, this is the UEFA Cup final, in the first half, Hertha Berlin fell behind 0-2, and in the second half, they scored three goals in a row to reverse the score. ”

"I can only send one word: magical!"

"Those are two words." Fans laugh in front of the TV.

"Such a reversal is reverberating, reverberating, reverberating." Liu Jianhong hurriedly concluded, "Maybe in the near future, we can see a more exciting reversal, but no one can deny that this is the possibility brought by the country." ”

"Yes, it doesn't matter if you are behind, because a reversal can happen at any time, even if you are 2-0 down, 3-0 down, think about everything Hertha Berlin did today, the team will burst out with new fighting power. This is the greatest will that the country brings us. ”

Fortunately, Jiang Shan didn't hear it, otherwise he would have thought that he had become a martyr.

With 4 minutes of stoppage time, Sporting Lisbon no longer has any desire to fight back, they were stunned, and the two-goal lead is not guaranteed, what is going on?

With the referee's whistle, Jiangshan's team climbed to the top of Europe, well, the second highest peak. It's just the League Cup.

Jiang Shan took the initiative to step forward, "Jose, congratulations on winning second place, I fulfilled my promise before the game." Thank! ”

"Uh......" Pecero didn't say a word, his eyes were full of tears, he had an urge to resign, well, just resign, it's too embarrassing, what else can be done besides resigning?