"What a big scene!!" Many members of the Chinese national team sitting in the stands have made such an exclamation, and many of them may never have the opportunity to stand on such an occasion in their lifetime. Zhang Jun, Yang Pan, Crewe and Xiang Tao are really enviable and jealous.

Anke wanted to show off, but he thought about it carefully, and it was a pity that he had never participated in the final of the Champions Cup since following Bayern. He had to start with an introduction to Schalke and show off to his teammates.

"Look! And voila! This is the world-famous Schalke Stadium, which is expensive, up to more than 100 million euros! It's a high-tech pitch with a turf that stretches freely, which is very convenient......" He was talking about when he suddenly heard someone shouting, "They're out!" Look, Zhang Jun and Yang Pan came out side by side! ”

So everyone's attention was suddenly attracted by Zhang Jun and Yang Pan.

"!" Anke scolded, then got up and looked down as well. Sure enough, Zhang Jun and Yang Pan walked out of the passage side by side and warmed up.

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Zhang Jun and Yang Pan met by chance in the passage, and they came out at the same time, so since they met, let's go together. There's no need to hide anymore at this time.

In the noisy court, Zhang Jun said to Yang Pan: "Okay, let's see you in the game." I'm not going to show mercy then. Don't cry when you lose. ”

Yang Pan laughed: "Who cries is not necessarily!" Let's start with that, once the game starts, we're not friends, we're enemies. ”

Both knew what was going on inside each other, and they smacked their fists lightly on each other before parting.

"Wow! Heroes cherish each other!! Immediately someone in the stands started shouting.

Anke glanced at the caller.

Watching Zhang Jun and Yang Pan fight on this court, he felt a little lost. I've been playing for Bayern Munich for three seasons and haven't reached a Champions League final once. It's actually uncomfortable to be an audience, I believe Li Yongle is the same as him.

Thinking so, An Ke turned his head to look at Li Yongle and found that the other party was indeed staring at the court.

Zhang Jun's opponent should have been his own.

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The warm-up was simple and was over quickly. The players from both sides left the pitch and returned to their respective dressing rooms for final preparations.

The dressing room was messy, with their jackets and trousers thrown off and thrown to the floor, and the players were scrambling to change their clothes, and then took the time to listen to Sabato's final advice as he paced through the pile of clothes, sometimes talking to himself meaninglessly.

"This game is special......," Sabato said in the opening sentence, but his mind quickly turned to think that it didn't seem good to say that, and it was easy to give the players a sense of nervousness. So he changed his words, "Actually, no matter how special it is, it's just a game." "Thinking about it again, will I say this to make the players not take this game seriously? It's the final of the European Champions Cup!

After thinking about it, it is not appropriate to say anything. Fortunately, the players took the two words he just said as meaningless self-talk and didn't take it to heart.

He finally thought of Ren Yudi's words yesterday. The prize of 10,000 or 20,000 is not a small amount. Looking at the players who had changed all their equipment and then looked up at him, he sighed: "Actually, it's useless to say anything now, it's all come to this point, everyone must have a goal in mind, and then they all know what you want to do." ”

Everyone listened quietly, this was the pre-game mobilization, and Sabato was very rare without a full mouth of expletives. Maybe this game is really special?

"I've been repeating it for the other few days, you must have heard it and didn't want to hear it anymore, right?" Sabato smiled, "For that damn bonus, then!" For the sake of damn honor! We're going to fucking win this game! AC Milan is a fart?! We are the kings of Europe!! ”

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Inside the AC Milan dressing room, it was quiet, everyone was quietly waiting for their manager to speak.

Basten was silent for a moment before he looked up and said: "We haven't won anything on the domestic stage this season, and now we only have the Champions Cup left." I want everyone to give it all their fighting spirit to deal with this game, Fiorentina are a very strong team. We play them at least twice a year, so I'm sure everyone knows them well. I just want to emphasise that this is our last game of the season, it's a very important game and we can only win and we can't lose. How many seasons has it been since Milan failed to win honours and titles? As a Milanese, this is intolerable, beat Fiorentina! ”

The players who have a deep affection for Milan are all in high spirits. Basten is the man of Milan, they have the perfect manager, but he is a little bit less lucky. met a Sabato and a state of good state to be angry with everyone and Florence. If it had been replaced by previous years, I am afraid that the second Milan dynasty would have been achieved long ago, right?

Yang Pan saw Basten's lonely back when he faced Florence's crazy sweep across Italy. He was originally regarded as the savior of Milan, replacing the incompetent Ancelotti, wanting to create an era that belongs to Milan, and then recalling Zhang Jun, who has always been optimistic about him, back to the team, everything is perfect. As it turned out later, Zhang Jun was indeed a crucial figure in Basten's plan to revive the Milanese dynasty. However, he chose to stay in Fiorentina, which was not taken seriously at first, as they still had Shepchenko and Gilardino, and everyone began to beat their chests with regret.

The current Fiorentina is pressing Milan in almost all competitions, which makes Basten very depressed and makes Milan's top management very unhappy. A few days ago, there were even some good things in the media that said that the Milan top management intended to poach Sabato to coach, although it was later confirmed to be a fake news, but there is no wind and no waves, and Basten is really not happy now.

How important this Champions Cup is for Milan and for Basten, Yang Pan can understand.

It's been a long time since he's been honored, whether it's a collective honor or an individual honor. In the past two years, Zhang Jun has contracted the Chinese Footballer of the Year and the Asian Footballer of the Year, and the best Italian player and the best foreign aid are also his, and the European Footballer is also him, and now Zhang Jun is one world footballer behind. And Yang Pan only won a Chinese Footballer and Asian Footballer at the beginning, and other honors were not with him.

Before the match against Bayern, he set himself a goal to defeat Zhang Jun on the pitch. Now is the best chance, and he must defeat Zhang Jun. Although the two are friends, he is also a professional player first and foremost, a professional player with a persistent pursuit of honor.

What else can you do if you don't play for victory?

Yang Pan didn't shout loudly, he just secretly clenched his fists.

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The two sides kept their boundaries tight as they waited in the tunnel: the AC Milan players would not talk to the Fiorentina players, and the Fiorentina players would never talk to the AC Milan players around them. Since they are direct competitors in the domestic league, the hostility between the two sides is very strong, let alone such an important match?

Fiorentina's players looked a little more nervous than their AC Milan counterparts, as the vast majority of them were playing such an important game for the first time and they had no experience.

This is the only time that Milanese can feel like they are a head above Fiorentina, as many of their players have experience in the UEFA Champions League final. Plus Milan is a club that has this tradition of its own, they are giants.

The player's appearance made the first time for Schalke. Everyone was shouting the names of the teams and players they supported. The atmosphere suddenly became warmer, and even though it was already a relatively cool night, people still felt a wave of heat rushing towards their faces.

The captains of both sides lined up to pick the side. Zhang Jun first shook hands with Ambrosini, and then exchanged team flags. Then he picked the side, and the result was that Fiorentina was given the right to serve. That's a good start.

All the procedures were completed, and the players from both sides stood in their respective halves, while Zhang Jun and Van Persie stood in the center circle, with their feet on the football and waiting for the kick-off.

Everyone fell silent and waited for the referee to blow the whistle. For a moment, the stadium seemed quiet.

Maybe it's because the pre-game atmosphere is too solemn and something has to happen to relax. So there was a sudden jolt on one side of the pitch. Zhang Jun and Van Persie turned their heads to look at the place where the scratch occurred.

They saw a white ** who was rushing towards the middle circle, and he was followed by a group of stadium security guards and policemen!

Streaking!

This is the legendary naked running that is very common in the European arena!

This person was extremely fast, and the bulkyly dressed security guard couldn't catch up with him at all, and when he saw him, he rushed to Zhang Jun and Van Persie, stretching out his feet to kick the ball. Zhang Jun looked at the sky, and then pulled the football behind him with his feet, making the opponent kick into the air. At the same time, Van Persie's foot stretched forward, just tripping on the opponent's kicked foot, and the naked runner immediately gnawed on and fell to the ground in front of him! A few of the security guards who followed immediately flew up and pounced on him, crushing him underneath him, and at the same time taking off his horse jacket and putting it on the other side, and then several people set up the man as if walking on the sidelines.

The streaker didn't resist, but while he was being put down, he also turned his head to look at Zhang Jun and Van Persie, perhaps resentful of these two people for ruining his good deeds.

Zhang Jun still looked at the sky and ignored the other party. Van Persie looked at the man: "I didn't expect a naked runner to pop up at this time." ”

"It's a pity it's a man." Zhang Jundao.

Then the two high-fived each other: "Happy cooperation!" ”

The atmosphere in the stadium was much more relaxed by the naked runner, and everyone laughed at the same time, but also felt the coolness brought by the night breeze.

Cleaned up the clothes and pants that the naked runner had taken off on the court, and the court was back to normal.

The referee didn't dare to delay any longer, for fear of breaking in the second streaker.

With a whistle, the 09/10 European Champions Cup final officially kicked off!

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"Guys, you've got to give me all the focus for the whole game. This is a great opportunity for you to learn, and I hope you will learn something useful for you from the highest level of competition between European clubs. This is not just a game, and I will explain it to you. Don't distract me! Qiu Suhui sat behind the player and said.

His tone was a little stern, because the Streak incident had made the players relax and talk funny or something. If this continues, everyone's mind may be on those gossip outside the court. This was not his original intention, so he had to use a stern tone to bring everyone's minds back.

The effect was good, everyone fell silent and began to watch the game with full attention.

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AC Milan are a team that insists on attacking because they have a manager who is all attacking and defending. Basten. Fiorentina are also an attacking team because they have a madman Sabato.

The collision of the two teams was favored by many before the game, thinking that this final must be very exciting, and the passionate attack between the two sides made the game very fast-paced, the audience was addicted, and the critics and commentators cheered loudly that this was the most perfect Champions League final in the last five seasons! Wait a minute......

However, there will always be some deviations between the reality and people's assumptions.

The start of the game was rather dull, with both sides testing each other, testing the offense to see what kind of tactics the opponent would play in this game.

After all, it's the final, so it's right to start cautiously. Sabato is not a three-year-old child anymore, and in order to satisfy the audience's intentions, he opened the scene to attack. He is a football coach, not a clown who makes the audience laugh.

Zhang Jun ended the Fiorentina attack with a long-range shot that hit the woodwork, but was caught by Abbiati and did not pose any danger. After all, it's a bit far.

AC Milan are very strict about him and Crewe, and no matter what the situation, at least one person will be around him.

It seems that Basten will also have to be conservative and stabilize the defense first.

Ten minutes into the game, the two sides had just two shots on goal, Fiorentina and AC Milan. Milan's shot was completed by their leading striker, Gilardino, and the shot went straight away without posing any threat to Frei's goal.

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"It's so dull...... "Someone in the stands of the Chinese team complained." There were no exciting scenes for half a day, and Crewe's skills didn't work at all under the man-to-man defense. It was the goalkeeper Anke, who has always been "bold" in the team, who said this. He also yawned exaggeratedly to increase his persuasiveness.

What he said was really good, and there was no problem with the detoxification of the game, and Qiu Suhui couldn't blame him. He also felt that it would be better to let the players express their views on the game on their own than to talk dryly on his own, so he simply took the opportunity to let the players discuss it themselves.

"Li Yongle, what do you think?" He threw the problem to the brains of the team, the tactical core Li Yongle.

Li Yongle did not rush to answer this question, his eyes were still on the court. The two sides are now battling it out in midfield. "Hmm...... I think it's the final, and that's a normal arrangement. Basten didn't want to let the start be a surprise, so it was better to start with a mediocre start and then look for opportunities as the game progressed. But I don't think it will last long, and Fiorentina will be the first to be the ones who can't stand this pace of play. ”

Listening to the opinions of these two European giants on this game, the others were silent, because compared with Li Yongle and Anke, they have too little experience and experience, as well as the understanding of the two teams on the scene.

"As for Crewe, I don't think AC Milan can keep an eye on him." Li Yongle remembered the match between Inter Milan and Fiorentina, and sometimes Mancini would let himself take care of Crewe, and he found it difficult to deal with. The difficulty of staring at Kru is not less than that of Zhang Jun, and it can even be said that it is more difficult than Zhang Jun. Zhang Jun is just a striker after all, as long as he stops the moment he shoots, Crewe is a midfielder, his position is erratic, and the most headache is the amazing foot skills, he always has a way to slip away from your eyes. "I think it was the right decision for them to keep an eye on Zhang Jun. But...... I'm not optimistic about AC Milan at all. ”

Anke interjected next to him: "That's because you're an Inter Milan player, right?" ”

Everyone laughed, and Li Yongle also laughed, noncommittal.

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In charge of defending Crewe is the famous Serie A striker Gennaro. Gattuso. At the age of thirty-two, he showed no signs of aging at all, and he still ran desperately on the field, fiercely blocking any opponent who dared to break through in front of him. He used both hands and feet to deal with Crewe, and if he couldn't do it, he pressed his whole body on it, and finally he was fouled.

Crewe did make him tremble a little bitterly at first. However, Crewe quickly adapted to Gattuso's defense, but it was more physical contact and more ferocious than the defense in the league.

As a striker, it's hard to be watched, it's a big deal that he takes the ball less and passes more. On the contrary, the defender will be very passive, if you want to constantly destroy his ball, you have to keep fouling, the number of fouls is too much, there will naturally be the risk of eating cards, two yellow cards and a red card, which is something that no player wants to face.

Crewe passed the ball straight to Van Persie and Gattuso just pounced on it before he went into the air. Van Persie, like Crewe, can also be a forward midfielder, so in this game, Sabato did not let Zhang Jun be a backward striker, anyway, he must face a very tight defense in any position, so simply let Zhang Jun burst forward and be a center forward. Van Persie can play as a second striker and, if necessary, as a midfielder, to share the pressure on Crewe.

It was precisely because of the consideration that AC Milan would definitely guard against Crewe and Zhang Jun that Sabato did not send Pazzini on the field, but used the more versatile Van Persie.

Van Persie did not pass the ball, but suddenly accelerated to break through with the ball, which somewhat surprised the Milan defenders. His breakthrough caused a brief period of confusion at the Milan backline, and Zhang Jun immediately opened the gap to create a chance for Van Persie. Even under such circumstances, Nesta, who was in charge of keeping an eye on Zhang Jun, never left Zhang Jun's side at all.

The 34-year-old is an experienced veteran and is in the final stages of a centre-back's prime. He is the best candidate to keep an eye on Zhang Jun in the Milan backline.

Nesta was guarding against Persie's possible pass to Zhang Jun, but Van Persie did not, and when he disrupted Milan's backline, although it was only for a moment, it also allowed him to find an opportunity, and after making a false appearance of continuing to break through, he gave the football to Crewe. Crewe forced a shot from Gattuso's close intermittent angle, and it was from a tight angle, making it difficult for Abbiati to save the ball.

At the same time as Crewe shot, Gattuso put a slight force on his arm, causing him to lose his center of gravity and fall to the side. Van Persie looked very carefully, and he hurriedly raised his hand to signal to the referee that Gattuso had committed a foul and should be given a penalty!

However, the referee ignored it and insisted that Fiorentina take a corner.

Zhang Jun grabbed Van Persie and shook his head.

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"Penalty!!" Someone in the Chinese team shouted that this time it was not Anke, but Zhao Pengyu.

Li Yongle shook his head: "It's impossible to judge at this time, it's too sensitive." Lo and behold, the Florentine counteroffensive began. ”

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The corner kick was taken by Joaquin, and the football he kicked out landed very well, before the point!

Zhang Jun accelerated suddenly, and then rushed towards the landing point. Nesta hurriedly followed him, but what else could the centre-backs who were squeezed behind do? Interference? Foul?

Zhang Jun jumped in the air, there was no one in front of him who could interfere with the ball, behind him, although there was Nesta, there were so many Milan players, and goalkeeper Abbiati, but he was not afraid.

The whole person turned one hundred and eighty degrees in the air, and a powerful lion shook its head!

Nesta didn't stop the football, Yang Pan, who was standing at the front post, didn't stop the football, and Abbiati didn't even react - because this time the attack was too powerful and too fast!

The commentator was ready to cheer for the goal, and the Fiorentina fans couldn't help but start cheering. But I heard "Bang! With a bang, the football slammed into the crossbar!

The bounced ball went straight out of the bottom line.

Zhang Jun, who let himself run out of the baseline due to the momentum, looked back at the football hitting the crossbar, and then popped off the bottom line. He turned around and gave the billboard a kick in frustration to vent his dissatisfaction. It seems that the top part is a little lower, if the top is above, it is a rebound ball, absolutely in, there will be no accidents.

"What a pity! This attack is almost inevitable! The crossbar blocked Fiorentina and saved AC Milan too!! But the next game is definitely going to be good-looking! ”

(To be continued)