After AC Milan scored, the entire Fiorentina city cursed, cursed Kaka, who scored the goal, and cursed Fiorentina's manager Sabato's conservative tactics.

"We are lagging behind in a good situation! This is stupid! A group of people stared at the big screen TV inside the bar and discussed.

"What is that idiot doing in Sabato?" Someone slammed a heavy beer glass on the table.

"Hey, what are you talking about? The manager's momentary mistakes don't need to be so drastic, right? "This man seems to be a big fan of Sabato." You have to think about how much honor he has brought us over the years! ”

"Boy! What do you know? You've only been watching football for a few years? The man's face immediately turned red, and he tilted his head and looked disdainfully at his accusers.

"I tell you, don't think I'm afraid of you......"

"How? Do you want to make a comparison? Come on! Brat! He immediately got up from his seat and began to roll up his sleeves.

"Hey! Hey! I mean, we're all Fiorentina fans, aren't we? Why infighting? Okay, calm down, keep watching, there's still time, we still have a chance! We also have Crewe and Zhang Jun! "The onlookers immediately came out to separate the two, and now it's time to watch the game, not to fight.

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While the Milan players were celebrating wildly, Sabato pulled Zhang Jun: "Okay, I admit that I made a mistake, but fortunately it is not unforgivable, and it is still too late to correct it." Go back to the field and tell them to give up their defensive tactics and attack! We attack, and we have a chance to attack against Milan! ”

Every time he said a word, Zhang Jun nodded.

"Go ahead and teach the Milanese a lesson and let them know our true terrifying strength!" Sabato slapped Zhang Jun's ass hard.

Jang Jun touched his ass and turned back to Sabato and yelled, "Don't touch my ass, except for my girlfriend!" ”

Sabato kicked him falsely: "Less nonsense, give me a game!" Kill them! ”

Zhang Jun ran onto the field quickly, and then shouted to the frustrated teammates on the field: "The boss said, let's kill them!" ”

Those who heard this raised their heads, and their eyes were red.

Sabato returned to his seat, turning to Di Livio and asking, "How much time do we have left?" ”

Di Livio didn't even look at his watch, and replied directly: "Twenty-seven minutes." I didn't count stoppage time. ”

"Well, if you count it, it's probably thirty minutes. We had a lot of time and no problem. ”

Di Livio looked at Sabato: "Are you sure?" ”

"I'm sure." Sabato's answer was categorical.

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Yang Pan returned to the right side, he can't always stay on the left, after all, Ambrosini can only play the right side of the midfield occasionally, and can't always play here. This will affect the attack of the whole of Milan.

Kaka still handed over the football to him, and the tacit understanding between the two was very good.

Yang Pan pulled the football to the side, and then accelerated to break through!

Coldly, Xiang Tao rushed from the side and shoveled Yang Panlian out of the sideline with the ball. **Collide with**, bang.

The referee did not blow for Xiang Tao's foul, because although the tackle looked fierce, Xiang Tao really tackled the ball, and Yang Pan was only taken out by the way because the brakes were too late.

Yang Pan slammed the ground to vent his frustration with the referee, who he thought should at least be given a yellow card.

The referee ignored him, Xiang Tao didn't pay attention to him, he didn't even take the initiative to reach out to pull Yang Pan as a gesture of friendliness, he got up directly, turned around and ran.

Yang Pan threw a throw-in and was picked up by Pirlo, but before the football could be parked at Pirlo's feet, he let Mascherano stretch out his foot and poke it off! Pirlo sensed Mascherano moving behind him and he went down with the intention of getting another yellow card and being sent off.

He fell to the ground smoothly, and as soon as his knees went limp, he fell to his knees, and by the way let out a huge cry from his mouth.

There were loud boos and exclamations from the stands. The boos were directed at Andrea Pirlo by Fiorentina fans, who thought he had faked a fall because the scream was so fake. The exclamations came from AC Milan fans, who were screaming at Mascherano for daring to infringe on Pirlo, hoping that the referee would be able to take the rude and brutal Argentine off.

"The referee didn't blow for a foul, and if Pirlo hadn't gotten up, he might have received a yellow card for faking a fall." The commentator dutifully explained the game to the audience, and did not dare to slack off.

Crewe received a pass from a teammate and broke through the middle, and Gattuso unceremoniously slammed Crewe to the ground. The referee's whistle finally sounded, and he gave Gattuso a yellow card!

"Calm down! That's not good! While recording behind the yellow card, he also verbally admonished the hot-tempered Gattuso.

"Why didn't you blow the two fouls before them? Just? Gattuso was not a good master, he glared at the referee with a fierce face, and questioned him in an unkind tone.

"Shut up! Otherwise, I'll blow you for speaking disrespectfully to the referee! The referee showed his authority, and Gattuso had no choice but to walk away, although he still refused to admit defeat.

"The game is getting hotter and hotter, and the heat is coming up on both sides, maybe because it's a key game and no one can afford to lose. The referee's yellow card was just right, and if he didn't control the anger of both sides of the game, the game would turn into a group fight. ”

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The time on the big screen jumped another five minutes. Fiorentina are still unable to breach the door of AC Milan. The two sides spent much more time tangling in midfield than in the vicinity of the penalty area. Basten was happy with the current state of the game, AC Milan's midfield defense was well organized, even Kaka had to defend back, which reduced Zhang Jun's chances of getting close to the goal, as a striker, if he couldn't get close to the goal to shoot, then his role was negligible.

As long as they continue to struggle like this, the final victory will definitely belong to Milan, after all, they can now lead by one goal.

The narrator agrees with him: "The situation is now in a stalemate, and it is not good for Florence to continue like this, because they are lagging behind. Sabato was anxiously pacing around the sidelines, and at the moment, he couldn't do anything better. ”

Sabato was really anxious, his ass had never settled in his seat for more than a minute, he kept getting up, then pacing to the sidelines, waving a few words, then going back and forth in circles, and then back in his seat and sitting down. After a minute, he got up again and walked to the sidelines...... And so on and so forth. Blinded DiLivio's eyes.

"I said, Antonio, can you sit me down quietly?"

"Can I calm down? Damn Milanese, shameless Basten! It's a waste of our time in midfield! Saying that, Sabato turned back to Milan's coach's box, and the seated Dutchman scolded, "Shameless! Vile! ”

The pitch was so loud that Basten couldn't hear Sabato's scolding, and his attention was all on the game at the moment.

The one-goal lead is indeed a little small, but the current situation makes him dare not easily think about expanding the score. Although Milan are a passionate team, they are more composed than Fiorentina, who are more passionate. After all, a team with a background is used to seeing big scenes and knows how to deal with it.

They are more passionate than Juventus and more stable and mature than Fiorentina and Inter Milan. In fact, to put it bluntly, it is AC Milan moderation.

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Fiorentina conceded a goal in midfield and AC Milan's Andrea Pirlo reacted quickly and immediately stabbed the ball past Kaka.

Kaka took the ball past Crewe and headed for Fiorentina in the penalty area, if he continued to do so. Then he will face Fiorentina's last line of defence - goalkeeper Frei. Because Fiorentina lost the goal suddenly, the time was pressing, and before the Fiorentina defenders could start a defensive formation, Kaka was already approaching the city.

Kyle struggled to get closer to Kaka, intending to intercept his breakthrough head-on. But let Kaka change direction and speed up, and he got rid of it!

It's so shameless! Kyle just had one thought, and he was so easily broken through by the other party in front of his hometown father, and he was really faceless.

"Wow! Kaka has broken through! He broke through Fiorentina's central defenders! It was a fatal breakthrough......"

Mascherano followed Kaka closely from the moment he broke through Kyle. Now he is at war in his heart: whether to shovel or not?

Without a tackle, he wasn't much sure he would be able to stop the Brazilian who broke through with great speed. But if you shovel it down, Bacheng is a foul, bad luck, and the yellow card is a certainty. I still have a yellow card on my back.

Damn it! Mascherano bit his lip and hesitated, but he really wanted to let go of the big fish! Yellow...... Yellow...... It's all like this, the yellow card makes his defense shrink back, and if Kaka succeeds in breaking through, then it's a single knife! With his skills, it's hard not to score.

In Serie A, the two are always-for-tat, which makes Mascherano know Kaka well.

No matter! Mascherano roared inwardly, then leaned forward and made a vicious tackle that went straight between Kaka's legs!

Kaka, who was dribbling the ball, suddenly felt a loss of center of gravity, and then plunged forward! He tried to keep his body rolling on the ground to reduce the damage caused by the impact, but this effect only made outsiders think that Mascherano's kick was really ruthless......

"Toot!!" The whistle sounded without any suspense.

The referee ran to the place of the accident.

Kyle, who was closest to him, hurriedly grabbed the referee and pleaded with the referee on behalf of Mascherano, who was still on the ground.

At this time, the team is behind, and if one more person is sent off, then the hope is really slim!

"Sir! Mr! He really didn't mean to, I hope you don't pull out the cards, don't pull out the cards! ”

"What else do you say is not intentional, such an obvious shovel behind the back, how can it be so accurate if it is not intentional?" The Milan players around him specifically opposed him and bit the "shovel man" very hard.

"You!" Kyle, a standard German man, turned around and glared at the Milan player who spoke, Jankulovski.

"What am I? If you foul a foul, you have to be prepared to be punished, don't you understand that you have been playing football for so many years? "Jankulovski seems to be deliberately provoking Kyle to get Fiorentina sent off by one more man.

Kyle's face changed, glaring at Jankulovsky with a fierce expression, his hands clenched into fists.

Crewe, who had been watching from the sidelines, suddenly came up and pushed away the angry Kyle, just in time to push Bonella, who came up to persuade him, and Bonella naturally hugged Kyle hard and didn't let him come forward.

Seeing that his plan had not succeeded, Jankulovsky glared at Kru with some resentment. Crewe turned his face away as if nothing had happened.

The referee blew his whistle again to stop the growing number of players from both sides who came up to defend and fan the flames, quieting the scene and concentrating on the foul.

Mascherano was almost on his knees in front of the referee, he knew it was a final, it was important, he also knew that he was Fiorentina's most important midfielder, and if he was not there, the team would suffer a heavy blow. He didn't want to be sent off at this time, and it was really helpless to tackle Kaka just now, and he had no choice but to kick it down at that time.

He was accompanied by Fiorentina captain Zhang Jun, who explained to the referee over and over again that the ball should be fouled, not a card, and that Mascherano still had a yellow card.

The Milan players made a gesture to the referee to pull out the cards, and Mascherano himself made a mistake, and they were naturally happy to fall into the hole and rub salt in Fiorentina's wounds.

The fans in the stands were clearly divided into three groups, one was naturally the AC Milan fans, who shouted: "Red card! Red! Punish him down!! ”

As soon as they finished shouting, they heard the Fiorentina fans shouting in unison: "Punish your mother!" Why the fuck aren't you going to die?! ”

However, both sides of the hand were endless boos and spitting on each other.

As for the third group, it is naturally those neutral spectators, they don't care who will be punished, they pay for it just to watch a wonderful and fierce game, and now the process of the game is very much in line with their wishes, so they are also happy to watch the show.

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The referee waved for everyone to stay away from him for one metre, otherwise he would warn them for "assaulting the referee".

Zhang Jun stepped back and continued to plead with the referee, although at this time he roughly understood Mascherano's fate, but he was still a little unwilling, he hoped for a miracle, and hoped that the referee would be soft-hearted for a while.

The referee hooked Mascherano over and at the same time, his right hand reached into his chest pocket.

There is no more suspense, no more miracles.

Mascherano did not obediently walk towards the referee, but turned and walked directly to the sidelines. He knew he was out.

Already the Milan fans and players have started applauding the referee.

Sure enough, the referee's hand came out of his pocket, a yellow card, a red card. First show a yellow card to Mascherano's back, then raise your right hand again with a red card in your hand!

In the seventy-fourth minute of the game, Fiorentina's main defender No. 8 Mascherano was expelled from the game with a red card because of a tackle behind him, accumulating yellow cards!

Mascherano pulled out his shirt tucked into his pants and looked back at the pitch with some reluctance. Zhang Jun happened to run up, then put his arms around his neck and comforted him: "Don't go to your heart, in that case, you did the right thing, I will shovel it if you want me, and I guess it is more ruthless than you." Leave the rest of the time to us! Let's go back and take a shower. ”

With that, he pushed Mascherano and turned around and ran back.

Mascherano continued to walk down to the sidelines, and the entire Fiorentina crowd stood up and applauded him, even the Fiorentina fans in front of the television. They do not consider the Argentine, who was sent off with a red card, as a sinner, on the contrary, they consider him a hero, a hero who saved the team once at a crucial moment.

For the heroes, it is natural to give them a standing ovation.

When I finally walked out of the stadium, I saw the head coach Sabato standing next to the passage of the stadium. He opened his mouth: "Boss, I ......"

Sabato waved his hand, "Go back and take a shower, you've done a great job." Thank you, Javier. ”

Mascherano had a sour nose, but he finally held back, just bit his lip and walked into the passage with his head down.

"Fiorentina were sent off at this crucial moment with sixteen minutes left, their main midfielder, Argentine Javier. Mascherano! How important it is for a team to have a good midfielder, I believe Sabato must know very well, what should he do now? ”

Standing on the sidelines, Sabato raised his hand and shouted into the pitch to convey his latest instructions: let Crewe drop back to the centre circle, and with a missing midfielder, the team's midfield will change from a diamond position to a parallel position.

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When the game restarted, Kaka, who was tackled to the ground, was forgotten for a while due to the dispute between the two sides, but fortunately, the Milan team doctor did not forget him and helped him to the sidelines for treatment. After a simple process, it was back on the pitch again. Mascherano's tackle just now was not a hurtful move after all, so he didn't suffer much damage, and now he is alive and well on the pitch.

The two sides did not want to give in to each other and were in a stalemate on the pitch again.

Both sides have fouls, they both violate each other, and they can threaten the opponent's goal from time to time, but they can't score. According to the Chinese, it is: thunder is loud, rain falls. Only flowers do not bear fruit.

Zhang Jun kicked the soccer ball hard, and he himself was hit by Nesta's body, losing his balance and falling to the ground. The ball flew accurately towards the goal, and Abbiati did not dare to slack off, flying to lift the ball off the crossbar.

“**！” Zhang Jun shook his fist hard, and then got up from the ground on his own. He didn't expect Nesta to pull him up amicably, as the two teams have now been upgraded from rivals to rivals thanks to Fiorentina being sent off. Unless the game is over, the winner must be decided, and the death will not stop.

Sabato, who was on the sidelines, was even more anxious than Zhang Jun, he jumped up directly from the ground, and then shouted loudly: "Fuck Nesta! It's a foul! Foul! Referee, are you blind? ”

The fourth official appeared in front of him very cooperatively: "Sir, please pay attention to your own words and deeds, and do not interfere with the normal enforcement of the referee's law." ”

Sabato was not stupid and immediately shut up. It's just that he still hummed in his throat: "What to pretend, misjudgment is misjudgment......**!" ”

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As the clock ticked by, Fiorentina had fewer and fewer chances, but they were still one goal behind AC Milan.

"Fiorentina don't have a better way to attack, and as the game goes on and the players are physically depleted, their disadvantage of having one less man than Milan will be even more obvious."

When the game on the big screen jumped to 80 minutes, everyone knew that time was running out. Milan fans sang "Milan, Milan" in the stands. The Fiorentina fans, who refused to admit defeat, interrupted them with boos and insults.

The fans on both sides kept fighting, and the players on the field also kept fighting.

Sabato stood on the sidelines, his hands on his chest, his teeth clenched, and stared at the field.

Even Basten didn't have the confidence he had before, standing on the sidelines, nervously directing the players.

Yang Pan didn't choose to cross, he first used the feint of passing to trick Xiang Tao's center of gravity, and then accelerated violently into the penalty area, after assisting others for almost the whole game, he also wanted to score a goal himself!

Frei quickly moved to the near corner of the goal, then lowered his center of gravity and waited. He knew how terrifying Yang Pan's shot was, so he was mentally prepared to hit it hard.

Yang Pan didn't look up because he didn't have the time. He shoots with his feet!

Xiang Tao followed up from behind, very decisively shoveled from the side and back, and shoveled the football out of the bottom line in front of Yang Pan!

Corner kick!

Yang Pan kicked in the air and fell to the ground. His first reaction was to raise his hand to signal to the referee that Fiorentina had committed a foul and should have given them a penalty! Seeing that the referee ignored it, the raised hand immediately slapped it on the ground, venting the dissatisfaction in his heart. Naturally, his mouth was not clean and scolded.

Xiang Tao leaned in at this time and shot back at Yang Pan with words: "Don't pretend! What came out of AC Milan was a bunch of pretending grandsons! **ing[***]！！ He spat on the ground next to Yang Pan.

Yang Pan was enraged by Xiang Tao's words and attitude, he suddenly turned over and jumped up from the ground, then grabbed Xiang Tao's chin, glared at him, and asked rhetorically word by word: "What did you say?" Boy, there's a kind of you say it again! He had a hideous face and a fierce tone. To outsiders, it seems as if they didn't know each other before, they weren't members of the national team, they hadn't played together, and they were born rivals.

Seeing that Yang Pan and Xiang Tao had a conflict, the players from both sides naturally surrounded them, some of them really came to persuade them, and some of them planned to fish in troubled waters and take advantage of the chaos to do something black.

There were a lot of excited boos and shouts from the stands, and the fans were looking forward to it all night, every minute and every second, wasn't it just waiting for this kind of bloody scene? One by one, they were afraid that the world would not be chaotic and made loud noises.

"Kill them! Stick their ass! ohyeah！！ wooooooooow～～～”

“eon，baby！！ Kick his eggs! ”

"**ing Milan pigs!! **Sing their whole family! ”

"Who the are you scolding pigs? Florence shit!! Come on, Lao Tzu alone [***] you bunch of eggless bastards! ”

"Bang! Crash! Bang! Bang bang! "This is the closest two sides of the fans to exchange fire, fists and feet, I don't care that they are all from the same country, and I don't care that doing so is really embarrassing Italy, they are telling the world with their actual actions: Italy's football hooligans are not much weaker than England and Germany! Would it not have been for the swift response of the riot police, who are often provoked by football hooligans? -- The two sides may soon escalate to tearing down the seats and smashing each other, and then lighting the clothes and flags.

Both sides of the conflict are his teammates and friends, Zhang Jun naturally didn't want to hurt the feelings of both parties because of this, he was the first to rush into the chaotic crowd, first reached out and pushed away Kyle who came up to help the fist, and then hugged Pirlo, who was unwilling to let Yang Pan suffer, and persuaded him to quit.

The referee also blew the whistle and rushed over with the linesman, and the two were set apart.

With great effort, relying on the help of some team members on both sides, the two were finally pulled apart, but the eyes they stared at each other still made the others dare not let go of their arms and hold them tightly, which was clearly the two bulls that saw the red! They all blushed and had thick necks, and their noses kept making heavy wheezing sounds, gritting their teeth and trying to break free from their teammates' blockades and rush up to fight each other.

The referee turned around and showed Yang Pan a yellow card, but did not say anything to Xiang Tao. This caused the dissatisfaction of many Milan players, but the authority of the referee was there, and none of them dared to provoke the referee at this sensitive time, otherwise the numerical advantage would be lost. They can only vent their resentment and dissatisfaction on the Fiorentina players, find the opportunity to take revenge on the tackle of the surname, and will not let you get hurt, but they can make you fall hard and suffer a lot.

As Fiorentina's most popular player, Zhang Jun, the main striker, has naturally become the target of public criticism, he doesn't know how many times he has been violated in just three minutes, in short, he has made two AC Milan players successfully dyed yellow.

When the two sides clashed, Sabato was not idle, and kept kicking water bottles on the sidelines, one by one, and the kicks were splashing. Now watching his players being constantly violated, he keeps protesting to the referee: "Red card!" This is a red card! This is also a red card! They should all be sent off! It's a football game, not rugby!! Damn it! ”

Also enjoying the same treatment as Zhang Jun is Krewe. He had just run two steps with the ball when Pirlo knocked him off the side. Pirlo, who had hit someone, did not apologize at all, but deliberately walked in front of Crewe, and then leaned down and looked at Crewe, who fell to the ground with a condescending look of disdain.

The referee rushed over with a whistle in his mouth and then gave Pirlo a yellow card with a clever hand.

Crewe, who was lying on the ground, did not speak, but closed his lips tightly and his eyes fixed on Pirlo's back.

In the face of such a chaotic scene, the commentator laughed at himself weakly: "Maybe this is the hottest final in the history of the Champions Cup......

Former Real Madrid coach Bosque, who was a guest commentator next to him, also said helplessly: "Maybe a real hero is needed to save this game......"

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Eighty-three minutes later, the Milan fans couldn't contain their excitement and began to set off the fireworks that had been prepared for a long time. At this time, Fiorentina fans have chosen to remain silent, no matter how much they support their team, people need to recognize the current situation, according to the current situation, the two sides have almost the ball, and Fiorentina's chances of scoring really can't make people have too much hope.

The fans in Florence watched the stalemate scene in the TV one by one, holding their heads in their hands, biting their lips, and being silent.

The game was intense, so the stamina of the players on both sides dropped very quickly, and at this time many people could no longer run. Zhang Jun did the same, but he still kept running, and then clapped his hands loudly to encourage his teammates not to be discouraged.

Sweat soaked through his clothes, wet his hair, and his face was covered with grass clippings, which made him look embarrassed, but this did not affect his fighting spirit.

"Run! Run! The game isn't over yet! We still have a chance, don't give up! ”

The absence of a midfielder has made Fiorentina struggle to defend in midfield, and Kaka's breakthrough is so sharp that even Crewe has to play as a defender in the middle of the midfield, and his chances of stepping forward to assist are reduced.

Kaka broke through again, and Kru shoveled the football with both hands and feet, he is not good at defending, and it is difficult for him during this time. The referee blew the whistle for a foul on Crewe, but Crewe didn't go up and argue with the referee, knowing that it would be a waste of his time to argue with the referee now.

AC Milan's attack is not as sharp as it was at the beginning, because the one-goal lead and the lack of time also make them feel that it is better to focus on defense than to put their energy into attack.

The offensive was hasty.

(To be continued)