Antonio's man rushed into the net almost at the same time as the ball, and then, picking it up, made a quick run to the centre circle.

There was no celebration, no speech, no team-mates to go up to congratulate, and if it weren't for the referee's hand pointing to the center circle, the fans in the stands would have wondered if the goal was invalid. Only Barr, who was far away in Madrid, stared at Antonio on the screen and ran towards the center circle with the ball, he hadn't seen the team make such a move for a long time: this, maybe it means that they haven't given up yet?

In the 53rd minute of the second half, Atletico Madrid, who was playing away, finally pulled a goal back. The score became 1:3.

Finally not so ugly.

Lin Sen glanced at the score on the scoreboard above the court, there was still half an hour, everything was possible!

Manuel Pellegrini was still sitting in the dugout, and he was talking to his assistant coach about something, and soon he reacted: a substitution.

No. 3 Josemi replaces No. 17 Venta.

The corners of Lin Sen's eyes twitched suddenly, and he almost forgot, not only is there an old fox on the field, but there is also a fox spirit off the field, how could Pellegrini not know what the problems of his team are, but this reaction, this speed of substitution, the only consolation, maybe is that Josemi's state does not seem to be very good, and the top of his head is transparent.

Replace one old guy, and three old guys, you have all the ability. Lin Sen sneered in his heart.

Linsen didn't know that Pellegrini really wanted to change the entire backline, as a manager, he couldn't know exactly where his team's destiny was, and this grandfather's backline would have problems sooner or later. But although it is not too late to build a team, Villarreal is not an old powerhouse, full of calculations, at the end of the last century, 98 years before the first time in history to enter the La Liga Yellow Submarine in the history of La Liga is not even ten years, can be from a La Liga rookie to the second in the league today, the team is amazing, but this does not mean that the club is the second club in La Liga, not to mention Real Madrid and Barcelona, that is, Atletico Madrid, which is almost a water dog, and the background is not comparable to them. Of course, the so-called heritage, for the manager, in short, is the transfer fee for each season. Manuel Pellegrini's modest budget was all spent in midfield, which is at the heart of his tactical thinking. It's just that in this way, it is necessary to make some sacrifices in other positions.

Next season, next season will definitely improve. That's the sadness of a mid-table team, and Pellegrini found that he said this the same thing the most last season, always betting on next season, and then he always found that the already complete position always lost important players when the transfer window came, and then he had to turn his eyes back.

Pellegrini glanced at Linsen who was standing on the sidelines, and suddenly had some envy, of course, it was just that moment, immediately, he was full of confidence again, not everyone can bring the yellow submarine to this position, he has proven himself to be a good coach, and next, he just needs a chance, a better chance than Linsen.

The two sides were too sticked, Fernandez tried to force a breakthrough through the middle with the ball, Rossi even roamed between Atletico's two central defenders early, ready to respond at any time, but Raul Garcia and Jurado teamed up to break his ball, Raul Garcia looked up to find Maxi, so far in this game, most of Atletico's offensive is focused on the right side, and the left side is composed of two fullbacks, and more energy is focused on defense, although Antonio has just scored a goal.

Defending and counterattacking, playing is a speed. Once the speed slows down, when the opponent completes the deployment, there is no basis for counterattack.

As soon as Raul Garcia raised his head, Villarreal reacted quickly, Senna subconsciously moved to the left flank, ready to assist Capdevilla to complete this defense, at the same time, Villarreal's back line was also tilting to the left in an instant, and even Venta, who had just come on the field, began to be ready to enter the penalty area at any time to assist the two central defenders.

The ball was passed to Maxi Rodriguez.

The captain of Atletico Madrid, who had already given the assist in this game, took a look ahead after receiving the ball, and pushed forward without hesitation, without paying any attention to the obstacles set up by the opponent.

Seeing that Maxi was really ready to attack from the wing, Villarreal's defensive center of gravity was more tilted, and this time, Venta ran directly into the middle penalty area.

This is what I was waiting for!

Maxi suddenly lifted his foot and made a long pass, and the ball went directly over the heads of everyone in the middle from the right wing, and found Antonio, who had already been inserted on the left wing.

Antonio raised his eyes and saw that there was not even an ant in front of him, so he directly stopped the ball three meters away, if he didn't dare to be too confident in his footwork, he wanted to stop the ball directly ten meters away, anyway, the other party must not be as early as himself, break through with the ball, how can there be a fast run without the ball.

Villarreal's entire backline wakes up like a dream: what the hell is this fighting?!

Manuel Pellegrini can't sit still: the gap on the right side of his team is too big! Almost the entire depth of the right side is ceded. Antonio can even run to the edge of the box for a comfortable pass.

Steady!

Linsen saw the green light rising above Antonio's head, and also saw Fran who was rapidly approaching the opponent's goal.

Pass!

When he saw that Forlan was already on standby in front of the opponent's goal, and the opponent did not have a central defender to form an effective close defense against him, Lin Sen almost roared in his heart.

Antonio seemed to hear Linson's roar, and the ball arced from his feet and found Forlan directly. Fran took a step back, then jumped high, his waist exerted, and his head slammed into the ball.

"Diego ........................"

When Fran's head hit the football, the commentator's voice had already begun to drag out, it was a textbook header, so close, there seemed to be no reason not to score, but the other person made him hold back the long voice.

Diego López made a world-class save that touched the ball with his fingertips and then changed the direction of the ball slightly.

The ball hit that dead corner again!

It's exactly the same as it was at the beginning.

"Get out of here!"

Diego López hadn't even allowed his body to hit the ground before he saw that the ball had bounced off the pitch after hitting the goal and it was not in the direction of the field, the voice was already roaring out of his throat.

It's late!

Maxi Rodriguez!!

Maxi who had just been taken care of and suddenly gave up was rushed to the ball, and with just a tap, the ball changed direction again and flew gently into the goal.

“GOOOOOOOOOO…… AL...... "The narrator, who had just almost choked back his internal injuries, was finally able to let go of his throat wantonly.

2：3！

Maxi raised his arms high and was soon surrounded by his teammates......

There was silence at the Love Song Stadium, and the cheers of the few Atletico diehards who remained on the pitch were particularly piercing, yes, their teams were still ahead, but the game was no longer without suspense.

Maxi finally escaped from the clutches of his teammates and slowly ran back to the sideline along the sideline, he seemed to hesitate when passing by the Atletico Madrid dugout, but soon raised his hand high, and Lin Sen, who was standing on the sidelines, smiled slightly and raised his left hand.

A normal high-five.

Lin Sen knew that he didn't know how to burn hundreds of millions of brain cells, and finally won the approval of the captain of Atletico Madrid.

Manuel Pellegrini did not return to his seat in the dugout, he stood on the sidelines, his face grim, as if conceding the goal.

The lineup and formation sent by Linsen made Pellegrini read Atletico Madrid's routine lightly, defending on the left and attacking on the right, and the game lasted for more than an hour, and Atletico Madrid has always been this routine, however, what happened just now? Just an occasional chord between the players? What if Lin Sen let his team prepare for most of the game for this offense?

Pellegrini prefers to believe the former. Otherwise...... Pellegrini suddenly turned his head to look at Lin Sen, only to find that Lin Sen was also looking at him, and as soon as the two made eye contact, Lin Sen showed a shy smile.

Shy? Pellegrini suddenly felt a toothache.

The race continues!

"Hell Peña, you can't even grab a ball like this, what the fuck did you do last night." Inside the bar, a bald fan slammed his beer on the table, splashing hops all over the table.

"Damn it." Frank glanced at the wine glass in distress, turned his head and gritted his teeth and scolded, "Tucker! If you dare to break the third wine glass tonight, Lao Tzu will tell you to roll back with your bald head! ”

"There's no time." Seeing Frank angry, Tucker said stupidly, "I finally saw some hope." ”

"What do you think?" Frank walked briskly to Barr's side, keeping his eyes on the TV screen above.

Maybe no one thought that the game would turn out to be like this, 0:3 Atletico Madrid instead played the best momentum in recent games, it seems, there are even signs of equalization, but as the game time gradually decreases, the equalizing goal has not arrived.

"It's hard to say." Barr's attention was also completely drawn to the game, "Both sides have dropped a lot of fitness, now it's up to us to see who can make it to the end." ”

Invisibly, both of them have ignored the bets they made before.

Lin Sen, who didn't know when he had taken off his coat, was also counting the time, and just now, he played his hole card: replacing the overdrawn Jurado with the teenager Camacho. Then, he pushed the tall Raul Garcia up front and handed the team's most crucial midfield position directly to Camacho alone.

2:3 is a loss, and 2:4 is also a loss. Of course, give it a go.

Linson doesn't mind creating a real-life version of a goal to become famous, if Camacho, who is making his first appearance for Atletico Madrid's first team, can take his chances. When Camacho came on, Linson could clearly see the sparkle in the eyes of Cork and De Gea.

The game has come to this point, physical fitness has become the most direct determining factor, Pellegrini has replaced Pire and Tomasson, replaced with two defenders, and the intention of finishing the last few minutes is very obvious, and Atletico Madrid, according to Linsen's intentions, has the ball directly to the front, by the front of Fran and the top of Raul Garcia are responsible for controlling the landing point and attacking, Linsen's intention is also obvious, since the double defense has no physical fitness, then let the game go simply and directly, As for whether it looks good or not, that's something that fans consider.

The people on the pitch are tired, the fans in the stands are very energetic, whenever Atletico Madrid launches a long pass attack, the love song stadium always breaks out a piercing boo, Lin Sen found that he was actually a little nervous, his body seemed to shake with the beating of his heart, he subconsciously squatted down, so that the trembling amplitude of his body was not so obvious, and then, staring at the court with two glowing eyes.

The game entered stoppage time, and Atletico Madrid was still 2:3 behind.

Camacho took the ball from Perea's side, and without thinking about it, he directly made a long pass to find the tallest spot that could be seen in front of him, Raul Garcia opened his arms and stuck Senna behind him, and was about to stop the ball with his chest, at the same time, a voice came from next to him.

Hey! This way!

It was Fran who spoke, Fran, who was supposed to be in front of him, didn't know when he had run behind him, there was no one around him, and Villarreal's defenders were no longer willing to leave their positions lightly, and directly built a defensive wall in the penalty area.

Raul Garcia heads a little and the ball flies towards Forlan.

As soon as he pointed the ball over, Garcia saw that Forlan had raised his legs high, his upper body slightly sideways, his arms outstretched, and his movements were extremely stretched!

Is this going to shoot straight to the goal?!

Raul Garcia had just had the thought in his mind when he saw the trajectory of the ball fall like a straight line towards the opponent's goal.

When Diego López saw the ball, it was already in front of his eyes, and the dense backline, which used to be his best protective wall, has now become a cheating line that obstructs his vision.

No need for it.

Diego López himself was powerless to stop the shot, so he could only pray for the post to appear again.

But this time, the goalposts were also tired.

“D－I－E－G－O…………………… FOOOOOOR…… LAN！！ ”

The narrator's sensational protracted sound resounded throughout the bar again, countless wine glasses were thrown directly into the air, and the beer was like a rain of wine in the bar, and in the big screen in mid-air, the camera was impressively shown to the sidelines: I don't know when the amateur coach who has rolled up his sleeves, his legs arched, his body leaned back, raised his arms high and clenched into fists, and danced wildly!

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PS: Let my eggs hurt a little, the collection of what is really miserable, the code word is slow, so I have to whisper to collect.