In the 82nd minute, the score was still 2:3.

Simeone made the decision to make a second substitution: replacing midfielder Thiago with a striker, and he had to give it a go.

He glanced at Agusli not far away, and he had to admit that the strange coach of his age was more prepared, his tactics were more targeted, and the opposing players' "self-correction" on the field was more successful than his own team.

The offensive end of this side was almost effectively stopped by the opponent's Italian-style mobile formation defense, while the strangling chain defense that this side is good at was scattered by the opponent's impact.

Crushing depends on the whole, and it takes an individual to tackle the fortification.

Looking at the other party's number 30, he suddenly began to miss Aldo Turan. The Turk's good breakthrough ability is the easiest to break through in this stalemate, if he has it in his hands, how can he helplessly send Torres, who is already quite old?

Torres' arrival did not change the situation on the field.

Under the dense defense of Real Sociedad, Torres could not get the ball comfortably, and the once dominant "golden boy" also lost the sharpness of his youth, and after being tackled twice, his helpless look also showed that he was powerless at the moment.

In the 87th minute of the game, Atletico Madrid launched a wave of attacks from the left side, Felipe, Martinez and Koke passed continuously, and in the case of Real Sociedad's defense was not much negligent, Ilia Ramendi suddenly made a very "big" move, he directly put Koke down with an almost wrestling action, not only applied for a yellow card very "actively", but also gave Atletico Madrid a free kick on the left rib.

A position where you can both pass into the box and shoot straight at goal.

Divided into 18 zones of the pitch, this position is located between zones 13 and 14, which can go a long way in changing the lethal zone of the game.

Simeone, who has always stretched his limbs widely, exaggerated this move on the sidelines, and the usually quiet Agusli also threw a punch into the dugout: "Estupido, Cerdo, Idiota", and I want to apply all the curses to this stupid "17 million": disaster defensive positioning, disaster off-ball movement, disaster passing - not even as good as a defender!

Agusli immediately made the last substitution, replacing Ilya Ramendi with Jonathan, a big striker. He didn't say anything when Ilia Ramendi came off the pitch to express his extreme disappointment with him.

Ilya Ramendi looked at the field with some resentment, he was obviously not reconciled as Alonso's successor, although he had a bad experience in Real Madrid, he was still the "thigh" of Real Sociedad, he was the team's only metronome, not a fucking metronome! The pressure caused by this damn Asian affected his mood on the field, otherwise there would not have been such a fatal mistake!

He stared at Coke standing in front of the ball, hoping that he would fall down unexpectedly during the free throw, and that he would kick it high into the stands, or maybe kick it against the wall and bounce back.

Cork glanced at his position in the box and took another look at the goal. It was a distance that could have been hit at goal, or even a very suitable distance, and he secretly compared the probability of passing and shooting, and then decided to hit the goal directly.

He gestured to Felipe, who was standing on the wall, and threw the ball away.

Felipe quickly ran to the side of the ball the moment Coke was on the ball, freeing up the position he was standing on, and the side behind which he moved was not only in an excellent area where he could shoot up, but more importantly, he could also block the view of the opposition goalkeeper at the right time.

The ball came out of his position with unmistakable precision, arced straight into the top right corner of the goal, and Rulli, who was standing at the left post, appeared to have been successfully interfered with, and he did not prejudge the ball until he saw it fall to the right.

But it was too late.

With a quick bounce, he struggled to make a save to the right, but he obviously couldn't reach the penalty that theoretically belonged to the dead corner.

"Bang ......".

The ball slammed between the crossbar and the upright and fell quickly, and Rully, who had already hit the ground, bounced up again, grabbed the ball in his hand between several legs who didn't know who, and then held the ball tightly with his body.

"Coaxing ......", mixed with the regret of Atletico Madrid fans, Real Sociedad fans are also relieved, near the end, they don't want Atletico Madrid to equalize the score, it will definitely be a nightmare!

"Atletico Madrid has paid off under the 'hysterical' onslaught, and the maintenance crews of Anoeta should check the 'self-retracting goal' on both sides for a while, and it seems that they are in urgent need of repairs", Pablo teased and did not forget to stir up the emotions of the fans: "In the last few minutes, will Real Sociedad have their own three consecutive wins? ”

This narrow free kick made Qu Jing really break out in a cold sweat, and also let him see what it means to be "accurate", these players who were once familiar with him are by no means in vain, this is pressure, but also motivation, which will prompt him to try his best to improve in the later training.

He moved as far as he could towards the sideline to give his team's offense enough width. With the opposing players still under the heavy care, he no longer has the physical ability to run in a wide range and break through with the ball, and when he can't find a more suitable passing route, he tries to protect the ball as much as possible so that this last bit of time can slip away safely.

3 minutes, 2 minutes, 1 minute......

The fourth referee on the sidelines raised the stoppage time card...... Atletico Madrid seems to have made another substitution decision...... The ball was hoisted into our own half......

He was almost mechanical and unconscious on the field, until he heard the referee's final whistle, and he could no longer exert any strength, and fell to the ground with a bang......

"QU, we've won...... Let's win......", Canales' face floated in front of him, excited and excited, he squeezed out a smile and clenched the palm that Canales handed him.

The Anoeta Stadium became a carnival.

Excited fans shouted and poured into the pitch, lifting the Real Sociedad players up and throwing them high into the air, unleashing their excitement and praising their heroes.

Qu Jing quietly slipped to the coach's bench and high-fived his teammates who had never played one by one to celebrate, Agusli happily gave him a hug and made no secret of his praise: "Good QU, you are the hero of this game!" ”

Qu Jing also smiled at him, and then sat next to Corone and whispered to him: "Physical fitness, you still have to practice." ”

Corone looked at him solemnly, and suddenly put on an unusually respectful look and said, "Obey, hero!" ”