Chapter 270: The Mestalla Massacre

Rivaldo dribbled past Alonso and was about to continue dribbling forward when Syante suddenly came out of the side and stabbed the ball away.

Alonso grabbed the ball and received a long pass to the left of the field.

Zogo, who quietly rushed to the Barcelona half, deftly stopped the ball and faced Alves' defence.

Although he wanted to go head-to-head with the Brazilian defender, Moya had already come to pick up, and Zogo could only pass the ball.

Moya pretended to pass back to Zorgo, but when he touched the ball, he used his foot behind his heel to pass the ball to Sneijder.

Sneijder leaned on Busquets and flicked the ball to the side with his inside foot.

Sampus' feet were quickly plugged in like a rocket, and the door was bombarded with heavy artillery.

There was no one around him.

There are only so many people on each team, and the more attackers, the fewer defenders, that's the theorem.

Barcelona wanted to play against each other, and now Valencia really attacked, but unfortunately they were a little bit unlucky today, and Sampus' shot also hit the post.

Compared to the relief of others, Pique and Rodri did not dare to relax at all.

They knew exactly what kind of monster was lurking next to them, so they pounced on the ball as soon as it popped up.

It's a pity that Chu Yang is faster than them.

He flew almost between the two men and at the same time lifted his left foot, which he was not good at, and slotted the ball into the goal.

From the center post of the football to being shot into the net, everything was like lightning, and the people around seemed to have entered the slow mode, watching Chu Yang volley the goal but unable to do anything.

Chu Yang ran into the goal, picked up the ball, and waited for the serve.

There was sparse applause in the stands.

With 20 minutes left and three goals trailing, Valencia's reversal was certainly unrealistic, but there was still a second leg in the game, and Barcelona did not dare to take it lightly.

All Barcelona people remember the pain that this team standing in front of them caused them last season, and more than once.

Barcelona made a substitution at the same time.

Xavi replaces Rivaldo and Yaya Toure replaces Suarez.

Toughen up defense, tighten ball control.

There was a round of applause at the Camp Nou as the Barcelonans saluted their heroes.

Valencia also used up their last substitution, with Joe coming on for Moya.

A counterpoint substitution.

Barcelona served, Saiye, who returned to the center forward position, continued to threaten, and once again found a good opportunity to open the scoring through his individual ability, but if it wasn't for Silva's timely reaction and a timely outstretched foot to block, the score might have been rewritten again.

The ball was picked up by Seente and handed over to Alonso again to deal with.

Alonso's long pass up front, just on the field of Dennis. Joe took advantage of his fitness to win the race against Sergio Busquets, stopping the ball and picking it past the opposition before passing it to Sneijder.

Sneijder faked the fax and deceived Yaya Toure before going straight to the front.

Chu Yang successfully countered offside, caught up with the ball at a speed half a body ahead of Rodri and Pique, and scored with a pick.

4:2。

With ten minutes remaining, Barcelona's Habubai showed the fans how much they had to do in midfield.

The ball passed quickly at their feet, and at one point Valencia struggled to even touch the ball, let alone launch an attack.

In the final minute of the game, Lua took the ball down the middle and fed a clever pass to Thayer, but Shayer was a bit sticky this time and was cut off by Vidic.

Valencia again launched a quick counter-attack through Alonso's long pass, and the football was successfully passed to Chu Yang by Joe, who unfortunately lost to Yaya Toure in a heads-up.

The game is over.

The first half was almost crushed, but a substitution saved the slump in the second half, and Ancelotti's debut was not too completely unsuccessful.

After the game, the media inevitably made a fuss about the relationship between Castro and Valencia, and Thayer's goal of five people in a row was replayed countless times, which made the second leg even more interesting.

On August 18, Barcelona visited Valencia for the second round of the showdown.

Rodri was booed by the crowd.

Castro is a Barcelona man from head to toe, which is known throughout Spain, Barcelona needs him and he returns without hesitation, although Valencia fans are unhappy or unhappy, but they understand and even admire a little, after all, he was not bad in Valencia at that time.

Mascherano has only played for Valencia for half a season, most of the time as a substitute, and the fans are not very sad that he left.

The love is not deep, so the responsibility is not met.

Only Rodri.

Although he only played for Valencia for one season, the miracle team of Valencia is the golden generation in the eyes of the fans, the most perfect team in the world, every single one of them is a hero, and the fans can't accept any of them wearing the jersey of the other team.

The world of fans is so unreasonable a lot of the time, you don't understand it, you don't like it, that's the norm in the football world.

It's just an inconsequential episode for neutral fans, no one cares about the shit of a defender, and people care more about the battle of superstars, the game of the world's biggest coaches.

The match did not disappoint the fans either.

Barcelona still lined up in the same formation as in the previous game, but replaced Sergio Busquets with Yaya Toure.

Valencia, however, put on a different line-up.

Chu Yang and Forlan are two forwards, Sneijder is in front, Sampus is in the back, Moya and Joe are on both sides, and Zogo, Saient, Vidic, and Arnos are four defenders.

Although the 4321 in the second half of the last game worked wonders, Ancelotti was clearly not satisfied with this and continued to experiment with new formations.

Valencia serves first.

They are obviously more familiar with this style of play, plus it is a home game, so they played a lot of momentum from the beginning and achieved good results.

Five minutes into the game, Moya and Joe flew on the wings to push the ball near the baseline, and Moya opened the scoring for Forlan with a wide cross.

The score was 1:0, and the overall score was 3:4.

Just eight minutes later, Barcelona were still in color, and this time it was the unstoppable Angel who was still making the difference. Thayer, who received the ball in front of the box and shook three defenders in quick succession to volley home.

Not only has the Argentine improved impressively, but he has also started the season with hot feet.

The score was 1:1, and the overall score was 3:5.

It was only the fifteenth minute of the first half, and of course it was far from over.

Just ten minutes later, Chu Yang's shot was saved, and Joe's follow-up shot broke the net.

The score is 2:1, and the overall score is 4:5.

The two sides are like playing table tennis, you go back and forth, making the fans dizzy.

What's even more terrifying is that not only is the scene like table tennis, but it seems that even the number of goals is on par with table tennis.

In the 34th minute of the game, Thayer once again staged a good show of several people and scored with a low shot, turning the total score into 4:6.

In the 45th minute, Barcelona's front five played a beautiful artistic football again, passing the ball into Valencia's goal.

It was still Thayer who delivered the final blow.

Half-time hat-trick.

The overall score is 4:7.

After Valencia returned to his home stadium, not only did he not save face, but he was also slashed by the opponent one after another.

It's not that they're too weak, it's that their opponents are too strong.

Such a Barcelona, such an Argentine golden boy, is simply unstoppable.