Towards the end of the first half, there was a balance of power again on the pitch - to be precise, after taking the initiative to press forward, the Red Devils and United showed signs of being the opposite.

Mr. Cristiano in world football. Under Ronaldo, Manchester United's attack was swift and threatening, and Villarreal was showing signs of being countered.

Fortunately, Villarreal's defense is very good, and there are not too many omissions, coupled with the continuous attack of the offensive line in the back of the away team, which also puts a lot of pressure on the opponent, and the two teams maintain a "tacit understanding" balance, everyone has a chance, but they have not been able to create an absolute chance to score.

"Halfway through the first half, Villarreal suddenly came out of nowhere and soon had a certain advantage on the field. However, Sir Alex Ferguson was very experienced and immediately made adjustments, and then United launched a counter-attack! The situation is back to the undefeated situation! ”

"Manchester United deserves to be Manchester United, they have a lot of experience in the tournament, and at the moment they have a slight advantage on the field!"

"It's not easy for Villarreal to get to the bottom and qualify for the Champions League final. Thankfully, the first half is coming to an end, and I believe that Mr. Manuel will make better arrangements and adjustments in the dressing room! ”

With 45 minutes to go, the referee raised two fingers to signal that there would be two minutes of stoppage time in the first half.

Although there were no goals so far in the first half, a lot of time was "wasted", and when Fan Bizhuang was active, Manchester United's "foul tactics" made him fall to the ground constantly, and the game was often interrupted, so at this time, the referee had to make up for the "lost" time.

And it was this seemingly casual two-minute stoppage time that gave Villarreal the last chance to attack.

In the 46th minute, Cristiano Ronaldo retreated to midfield and received a pass from his teammate again.

With his back to the ball, he felt the approach from the defender behind him, but he was still calm, he had already figured out how to handle the ball next, Hargreaves was not far from him, he was ready to use his heel to smooth the ball to the opponent, and at the same time complete the turn, he believed that Hargreaves would be very tacitly pass the ball to his feet again.

C. Ronaldo raised his foot, but his right foot had not yet touched the football, but he saw Hargreaves in front of him diagonally on the left suddenly change his face and was yelling at him.

"Watch your back, Cristiano!"

Before C. Luo could fully react, he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing under him, and then, his left foot supported on the grass felt pain, and his center of gravity suddenly became unstable and he fell to the ground!

Senna made a sliding tackle that took the ball away first, and also knocked United's No.7 to the ground.

"Foul! Foul!! ”

"Is this an attempted murder? Damn, it's a shameful crime! This bastard must be severely punished and kicked off the court! ”

A nearby Manchester United player raised his hands and shouted in indignation.

It was a dangerous tackle indeed, a tackle from behind, it was easy to hurt the player with the ball, and a bad one, the tackler was the result of a red card being ejected from the field, but only if it was a bad foul.

The referee was on the side, and he saw it very clearly, Senna was the first to shovel the ball, and C. Ronaldo's fall was only because Senna was unable to close the momentum and was brought down by the force of the forward rush, and it was obvious that in the process, Senna also retracted his strength, so although it seemed ferocious, C. Ronaldo did not suffer much damage.

The referee did not say anything about the shouting of the Manchester United players, and made a gesture of no foul and the game continued.

"Marcos' action is big, ferocious tackle! Cristiano fell and the football was shoveled......"

"No foul! No fouls! The referee has his hands up! The race continues! ”

"Fight back! Fight back quickly! Villarreal's counter-attacking opportunity, suddenly came! Riquelme was looking up and watching, and he was on his feet...... Long pass! The goal is ...... Right! ”

Ferguson angrily kicked over the mineral water bottle in front of his seat, but he suddenly stood up from the coach's seat and waved his hand and shouted: "Defend back!" Hurry up and get back on the defend! Watch out for the other party's counterattack! Keep up with Fan! Keep up with the number 23 and don't give him a chance to exploit the loopholes! ”

There are many examples of the opponent's quick attack due to unexpected circumstances, after this sudden steal, the Manchester United defense at this time is inevitably a little negligent and messy, Ferguson saw the opportunity quickly, and immediately signaled the players to be wary of the opponent's on-the-spot counterattack.

Ferguson was quickly stunned, in his mind, the powerful Van Bizhuang was Villarreal's sharpest arrow, and this time the counterattack opportunity was so good, then the submarine would definitely immediately make a long pass to him for this point.

But Riquelme did make a long pass, but it wasn't Fan Bizhuang who was looking for him, but on the right...... Cazorla.

The ball landed on the right flank, Cazorla deftly stopped the ball, and before Evra could press it, he gently squeezed the ball and slid it sideways towards the middle.

Evra immediately followed, but Cazorla was like a civet cat, his pace was light and fast, and he was stunned to block it behind him, not fast, but he pushed towards the penalty line in a very rhythmic way.

"Follow up Van !"

"Don't give him a chance to pass the ball! He's just a façade and he'll still end up passing the ball to Van anyway! ”

Ferguson was still waving and shouting from the sidelines. Cazorla is getting closer and closer to the penalty line and is already within range, and it can be said that without the interference of Patrice Evra from behind, the Spanish midfielder could have shot from the spot. Cazorla, who has the ball at this time, can be described as extremely threatening.

But Ferguson was still convinced that Cazorla would not choose to shoot himself and he was still thinking about how to get the ball to Van Bizhuang's feet.

In Ferguson's heart, Villarreal's overall strength is good, but there is always only one most dangerous figure, and that is Van Bizhuang! You can give anyone a chance, but you can't give Fan Bizhuang a chance!

Ferguson's judgment was accurate, but as an outsider, he was not on the pitch and could give advice and alert to his players, but he could not control the thoughts and movements of the players.

Patrice Evra was always following and interfering, but Cazorla's ball protection was still strong, and with a sudden acceleration, Cazorla opened the distance between him and Evra, and his body and the ball rushed into the box at the same time.

Without any hesitation, Cazorla straightened his feet and looked at the goal.

Leo. Ferdinand had no choice but to leave his defensive zone and dash through as fast as he threw his body out, trying to block Cazorla's upcoming shot with a sliding tackle and his body.

And just as Ferdinand moved, a yellow figure circled behind him like a ghost.

The Love Song Stadium suddenly became tense, and the home fans looked at the penalty area with worried and expectant faces, only the voices of the commentators echoed sharply.

"San Diego...... Cazorla, shot-"

"No, no, no, no shot! No shots! It's a pass! Cazorla picks the ball up! ”

"Fan! Fan's running position is like a ghost, and he appears strangely behind Ferdinand! Did Cazorla see him? Manchester United's centre-backs are rushing in a rage, can Cazorla pass the ball smoothly? ”

Amidst the screams and screams, Ferdinand's ferocious sliding tackle was already on the horizon.

At this time, the England central defender didn't think about fouls or fouls at all, he only had one goal, to stop Cazorla, to stop his shot (pass), and to do whatever it took to do so.

"Fan really ran to the position!"

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a yellow slanting upward, and a crooked smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Cazorla's mouth. Needless to say, everything he does from the wing to the middle and finally to the penalty area is to pave the way for passing, and he believes that his partner will be in the right place at the right time.

Fan Bizhuang did not disappoint him!

Ferdinand's flying tackle is very fast and fierce, if he does not avoid it, after the pass is completed, it is very likely that he will be brought down because of the momentum, and even injured, but Cazorla is as if ignoring, the raised right foot finally landed, the toe was gently picked at the bottom of the ball, the ball rose off the ground, and ran sideways to the middle in a parabolic posture.

Ferdinand's long outstretched legs finally arrived, but it was too late to stop him, and Cazorla felt the pain in his left supporting foot, and his body became unstable and fell to the ground.

Before hitting the ground, he saw the ball fall to the penalty spot, and Fan Bizhuang had already jumped up with great momentum.

"Shoot, Fan!"

Cazorla clenched her fists, screaming in her heart.

"Shoot! Fan! ”

"Fan rushed up, he jumped, he jumped higher than anyone else! The momentum is so strong that no one can stop him! ”

"From Fan's ...... Header on goal! ”

The narrators jumped up from their seats, screaming wildly.

In the forbidden area, Fan Bizhuang, who had already leaped up, was like a tiger descending the mountain, awe-inspiring, and he saw the fall of Cazorla in mid-air, and also saw the expectation and confidence contained in his partner's eyes.

It's faith in Him!

Unreserved confidence!

"Shoot, Fan!"

"Give it to me...... Enter! ”

At the same time as Van Bizhuang jumped, Weiss. Brown also got up from the ground, but in vain, Fan Bizhuang firmly suppressed him under him, and the small movements of his hands completely lost their due effect.

He even saw a trace of determination and even monstrous momentum in Fan Bizhuang's awe-inspiring eyes, a fierce momentum that would not give up if he did not score!

A roar of madness came from Fan Bizhuang's mouth, and then, Weiss. Brown saw Van Bizhuang's head hit the ball heavily, the ball changed direction and flew to the top left corner of the goal, Van der Sar did not move, Wies. Brown even saw the helplessness and despair in the eyes of the Dutch goalkeeper!

No one can stop you!

No one could stop Fan Bizhuang's goal!

Weiss. Brown closed his eyes in a frustration.