Chapter 289: The Mentality of the Elderly

Pique's football was picked up by Busquets, who immediately turned and passed back. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

The ball flew very precisely to the front of the pitch and Pedro on the wing received the ball.

In the face of Durm's entanglement, in fact, Pedro has no good solution.

The entangled Pedro thought in his heart that this young and beautiful German full-back would definitely be able to achieve a career in the future.

Lin Yi had already gotten up from the ground at this time, and he didn't go to the referee to complain or anything, because he knew it was useless.

When Pique got up from the ground, he was actually in a cold sweat.

Lin Yi's posture just now, he really didn't have the confidence to be able to prevent him.

If it hadn't been for the foul tackle that scared him, I might have missed.

"Oops! Lin Yi's breakthrough this time was still stopped by Pique, Barcelona is coming to momentum. ”

Time passed minute by minute, and Klopp, who had never known what it meant to give in, was already sitting there at this time.

He knows his team, and the only point of turning around at the moment is the individual breakthroughs of Lin Yi and Reus, and the counter-attack of Aubameyang.

But what? Not to mention that Lin Yi has been restrained, let's just say that he has a fatal problem in the face of foul actions......

Although Royce did not have many highlights in this game, he had actually consumed a lot of physical strength.

As for Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang, the counter-attack is not so easy to play, not to mention that Barcelona will definitely be extremely careful now.

Pedro was dangling with Durm on the wing, and just when Durm couldn't figure out the direction, a man suddenly slipped out from behind him, and even the man took the ball and shoveled Pedro directly out of bounds.

The referee was also discerning, and he ran over and pointed, signaling for Dortmund to come and throw the throw-in.

Pedro seemed reluctant and leaned in to try to argue with the referee.

But Kyle's action was still very decisive, and he had already run to the sidelines, picked up the football and threw it directly to the frontcourt.

Although Lin Yi was in the wrong state by Pique just now, he was actually no different from a normal person after that strength.

It's like now, seeing the captain throw the ball over, he can still run over to catch it.

Busquets still followed him step by step, trying to use his body to interfere with Lin Yi.

In fact, Lin Yi also has a lot of small means on the court, but he doesn't need it until the critical moment.

Champions League quarterfinals, the last ten minutes of the life-and-death battle.

If this is not a critical moment, it can only be said that Lin Yi's heart is too big.

In the process of running side by side, the fans on the sidelines saw Busquets suddenly fall backwards.

And Lin Yi accelerated again the moment he fell, completely getting rid of his followers.

Busquets fell to the ground and rolled on the spot several times before clutching his knees and tumbling again.

Lin Yi was unmoved, and received the football thrown by Kyle.

Just when he thought that he could turn around comfortably and break through, the whistle suddenly sounded.

Many years later, when he recalled the referee of this game, Lin Yi's first reaction was still to praise.

In his own words, if it had been a game that I hadn't been involved in, I would have given this judge a perfect score, he was definitely a discerning and courageous referee.

Of course, that was many years later, and now Lin Yi didn't react so calmly when he saw the referee rushing towards him, especially when he saw the red card in the referee's hand.

"Are you serious?! Well? Buddy! He's obviously faking a fall! You ......"

Lin yelled, and then was dragged behind by Kyle, who had hurried up from the backfield.

Then Reus, Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang and Gundogan all came running, obviously trying to intercede with the referee.

The referee was very resolute, and after noting Lin Yi's name on the red card, he turned around and pointed to the sidelines, which obviously meant that Lin Yi should leave the field quickly.

Lin Yi, who wanted to say something but didn't succeed, quickly adjusted his mentality after being dragged away by Kyle, turned his head and spat on the court, and walked off the field quickly.

Looking at his teammates who still wanted to say something to himself, Lin Yi, who didn't stop walking, just raised his hand and pointed to the display screen in the field.

"Watch the time, there's still a chance! Play the ball forward to Pierre and Marco backs it so you can pass it a little bit more accurately. ”

After saying that, he walked off the court amid endless boos from the fans.

The boos were clearly not for him, and at this time the Dortmund fans agreed that today's referee was a black whistle.

Lin had only one thought in his heart when he got off the stage.

What the hell is this referee with hooked eyes? He can actually see my hidden movements?!

Lin Yi, who was sent off, did not return to the bench, took the towel from the assistant coach and went back to the locker room.

Before entering the players' tunnel, he turned his head one last time to take a look at the court.

From this angle, he can clearly see that Messi is standing in front of Dortmund's penalty area with his hands on his knees, gasping for breath.

When will I be like him?

Thinking so, Lin Yi returned to the locker room.

He took off his jersey, which didn't have much sweat on it, and then he walked into the shower.

After the game, you should change your wet clothes as soon as possible, otherwise it will be very bad for your health.

When the hot water poured down from the top of his head, Lin Yi let out a sigh of relief.

The high-intensity entanglement and confrontation just now actually affected Lin Yi to think about the game as usual to some extent.

At this moment, Lin finally eased up alone, and Lin began to reflect on his own performance from beginning to end of the game, as well as the team's performance.

To use a more professional term, Lin Yi is doing a review for himself at the moment.

From the beginning, Busquets's entanglement, to his team's one-goal lead, Barcelona's repeated counterattacks.

In fact, these ...... It should be just an introduction, or a foreshadowing.

The real climax should have started with Barcelona's seemingly abandoning of the game.

At that time, Barcelona began to fall to the ground, and he and his teammates were all caught in the rhythm of the opponent.

It can even be said that they themselves took the initiative to fall into this rhythm, because they really wanted the pace of the game to slow down like this.

And this hypnotic inverted foot control is actually what Barcelona is best at.

And then just as their whole team was about to fall asleep, they suddenly delivered the fatal blow.

But then again, Barcelona's tactical arrangement is actually extremely low margin for error.

They were able to play this tactic, or have the courage to waste time so actively seeking opportunities, all because of one person.

is that when he got off the field, he was so tired that he couldn't run, and Messi was rumored to be injured before the game.

Maybe Barcelona are used to taking control of the situation in the midfield when it matters most, and then handing the ball to Messi and letting him solve some tricky problems with talent.

Lin Yi leaned against the wall of the bathroom, closed his eyes and let the hot water run down his hair.

Although I dare not say that my talent can be compared to Messi, who is already considered to be the king of the world, I have always aimed at him.

What now? Relying on their own talent, they scored two fatal goals at critical moments to help the team fight back.

What about me? As the core of the midfield at critical moments, I first fell into the trap of the opponent, and then when I counterattacked, I took the initiative to lose the ball because of myself?

This gap ...... It's a bit too big, right?

In his ears, the sound of running water covering his body could not hide the shouts of the fans in the stadium.

In fact, his foul on Busquets was definitely not malicious, it was just a little trick after being forced to be in a hurry.

If I hadn't dealt with him like this, I really wouldn't have been able to get rid of him.

Lin Yi raised his head with some emotion, this was the first time he had such a feeling since he landed in professional football.

In fact, I have encountered strong opponents before, or opponents who are very good at targeting themselves.

The former is like Schweinsteiger, and the latter is like Zuniga.

But an opponent like Busquets, who can really beat him to a bad temper, Lin Yi is really the first time he has encountered it.

The water is still flowing, Lin Yi is not that kind of hypocrisy, but in this game, he feels that he is really a failure.

Although in the coach's arrangement, he is the core of the offensive and defensive conversion that attracts the opponent's midfield, but what? What is the role of yourself as the offensive core of the team? And what is the use of attracting Busquets's attention himself?

Neither delayed the opponent from winning the game, nor did he change his own way of losing.

Lin Yi just stood in the bathroom, if it weren't for the fact that there was enough hot water in the bathroom in Dortmund, it was estimated that all the water that came out would be cold by now.

When Lin Yi was ejected from the game, there were actually less than ten minutes left in the game.

And now, it's probably stoppage time, right?

Although Lin Yi had never been lucky, he still retained the last glimmer of hope at this moment.

Drying off the water, he stepped out of the bathroom and looked at the TV hanging in the locker room.

Barcelona controlled the ball again, but it was more embarrassing that they were no longer satisfied with possession in their own half, they pressed the formation as a whole and played a very arrogant pass in the Dortmund half.

Pedro and Neymar didn't retreat either, just cruising around the box, and it looked like they were still a little bit unsatisfied.

And Messi, who almost single-handedly turned the scene around, didn't even take a walk at this time, just stood quietly at the front of Dortmund's penalty area, and symbolically ran two steps from time to time.

With Barcelona's level of ball control, when there is one less person on your side, you really can't play.

This is also the reason why Lin Yi also invested in the rush in the end.

Lin Yi had never been involved in defense before, either because he felt that he didn't need to participate in defense, or because he felt that it was useless to participate.

But today, under pressure from Barcelona, he also had to put himself into the defense.

Unfortunately, none of these seem to be of any use.

The fourth official held up the sign and gave three minutes of stoppage time.

At this time, Xavi was still controlling the football, and Lin Yi noticed that Fabregas seemed to be a little forward at this time.

Neymar and Pedro, on the other hand, dropped back a bit, while Xavi and Andres Iniesta were both close to the middle.

Obviously, they are occupying the space in the heart of Dortmund, and this constant passing and erosion will only make their teammates more and more uncomfortable, and what is even more unfortunate is that there is no way to solve this situation.

Lin Yi also noticed that after he left the game, Busquets was finally relieved.

He pressed up, decisively asked for the ball, and through his short passes, he dispatched his teammates.

Lin Yi sat in front of the cabinet a little sluggishly, looking at the time displayed on the screen on the field.

Ninety-one minutes......

Ninety-two minutes......

Score, 3 to 1......

Score, 3 to 1......

Finally, it was ninety-three minutes.

Lin Yi leaned back and raised his head.

I don't know if it came from the outside or from the TV broadcast.

Two short and one long, the final whistle blew.

The score was still 3-1, and Barcelona relied on three goals in the second half to overcome West-Fa-Lun.

The aggregate score was 3-3, and Barcelona finally managed to advance because of one more away goal.

The runner-up of the last Champions League unfortunately went out in the game of 16 into 8.

Although it was only an eighth-final game, Barcelona celebrated as if they had already won the title.

The players on Dortmund's side all looked not very good-looking, and stood silently on the field, as if they didn't know what to do.

Despite the reluctance in his heart, Lin Yi still stood up and put on his coat and walked onto the court again.

I played with my teammates, and I can't go down together, so I'm going to meet them too.

As he walked out of the tunnel, he saw Jurgen Klopp walking over and shaking Martino's hand.

The coach had a smile on his stubble-covered face, but more of it was written with helplessness.

Lin suddenly turned his head to look at their old captain.

This was the end of Kyle's last Champions League game as a player.

Lin Yiyi thought that Sebastian would be sad, even if there were no tears, his eyes would be red.

Who would have thought that he had already walked towards Puyol with great grace at this time and took off his shirt.

Two No. 5s, one strong and one thin. One with long hair and one with short hair.

One won, the other lost.

"You're going to retire at the end of the season, right?" Kyle asked.

Puyol was more direct than him, and he said during the winter break that he would terminate his contract with Barcelona early.

The two captains, in different ways, but they both have a deep affection for the team.

After listening to his words, Puyol nodded.

Looking at the smile on Kyle's face, he couldn't help but ask, "Could it be that you're retiring too?" ”

Kyle smiled and didn't say anything, just patted Pujol on the shoulder.

"I can't kick you when I play football, and when I retire, let's see who is stronger when we drink and play cards?"

Two people are just a special case, after all, this kind of elderly mentality is incomprehensible to others. (To be continued.) )