After the goal, Torres listened like a gust of wind along the pitch with his hands over his ears and listened to the mighty cheers of the Chelsea fans in the stands like Himalayan avalanches......

Run as much as you want, unleash as much as you want!

The Champions Cup final, with its long golden hair, is destined to become the deepest mark in the history of the Ataturk Stadium......

From the lead to the equaliser to the lead, the Chelsea players on the pitch became more and more comfortable and gradually strengthened their control of the game, with Frank Lampard, Kaka, Makelelele, John Terry, Duff and others skilful interspersed with running and passing combinations, dedicating the art of football to the Ataturk Stadium.

Chelsea style, Joe cannon football, vividly displayed!

In the 30th minute, the Chelsea midfielder made 13 consecutive passes, Zuihou The ball was knocked to Kaka by Duff, and the Brazilian curled the ball with the instep of his foot outside the penalty area, which was saved by Dida's desperate old life;

In the 34th minute, Kaka dribbled the ball in the midfield, and Gattuso, Seedorf, and Pirlo immediately formed an encirclement around Kaka. With Ancelotti's knowledge and understanding of Kaka, the Brazilian must not give him any space to dribble the ball, and Kaka, who passed the ball in a hurry, failed to find Torres comfortably, who barely hit the side-netting with a shot;

Chelsea came back in the 35th minute when Fernando Torres couldn't get rid of Nesta's defence and knocked back at Frank Lampard, who fired a powerful shot from 30 yards out of the box, only to hear a 'dang' and the ball slammed into the crossbar......

For a time, Chelsea's offensive was in full swing!

"Since Fernando Torres scored the lead by one goal. The energetic Chelsea side seem to have found the momentum that swept Europe this past season, crushing AC Milan in the half, looking at the embarrassed Cafu, the muddy Andrea Pirlo and the sweaty Gattuso. Know the dilemma Milan is facing at this time! ”

“2:1！ Although Chelsea only led by one goal, from the scene of this period, AC Milan only had the ability to parry, but not the ability to backhand. Juventus had suffered a 0-9 defeat at home to Chelsea, and it looks like Carlo Ancelotti's AC Milan is following in the footsteps of Capello! ”

"Look at the ball, Duff crosses. Torres grabs the goal! It's a pity, the top is off! Before the game, there were countless people who questioned the arrangement of Joe's artillery, but judging from the current situation. The decision to start Torres couldn't have been more brilliant! ”

In the stands, the Chelsea fans were full of blood and eyes, and cheers were endless. Milan fans, on the other hand. All covered their mouths and exclaimed. The heart seems to be hanging near the throat and eyes, and it will pop out when it can't be kept.

Once upon a time, they laughed at the low quality of Juventus fans, their mental tolerance was too weak, and if they lost, they would lose, and there was even a shooting of Qiao Wanxian?

Now, they kind of understood, this Joe cannon. It's too much of a deception!

It's okay to win, but don't be insulting to win!

Sidelines. Jowan laughed normally and began to wave to the spectators in the stands, and the Chelsea fans, who were already in high spirits, became more passionate and surging with the mobilization of Jovan's atmosphere, setting off waves of people, as if they were from the English Channel......

"Comrades, hard work!"

The Chelsea players finally got used to the final, their performance was no longer so constrained, and Qiao Wanxian did not pretend to be a deep Yaxing anymore, and a shout leaked his sullen nature.

It's a pity that this is not a Premier League stadium, and the green runway outside the stadium separates the distance between him and the fans, and it is impossible to communicate with the fans in words.

Fortunately, at this time, the seven players on the bench stood up in unison and shouted in unison: "Serve the fans!" ”

Between singing and harmonizing, Qiao Wanxian's vanity was greatly satisfied, and he waved his hand in a happy mood and continued to attack!

On the other side, Ancelotti looked at the situation on the field with a frown, gritted his teeth, and waved Crespo to his side.

Crespo has raced in the Premier League and is more familiar with the defensive rhythm of English teams than Shevchenko, so in this game, Ancelotti arranged Crespo to be the core of the attack.

In fact, in the other parallel shijie, AC Milan and Liverpool final, Crespo did live up to expectations, scoring two goals.

It's a pity that in this game, the person in charge of marking Crespo is John, who used No. 1 Shengyuan. Terry.

No one knew what Ancelotti had secretly told Crespo at this time, but Crespo's face changed rapidly, and Zuihou bit his lip and nodded heavily.

Chelsea still occupy the initiative on the field, Milan can only seize the golden opportunity to counterattack, in the 41st minute, Stam backfield finally combined with Cafor, Pirlo three forces from the feet of Rooney, Pirlo backfield a precise long pass, Shevchenko quickly whipped up, galloped away.

However, Cannavaro and Grosso's defense was also airtight, seeing that his players could not arrive at the first time, Crespo was even more tempered by Terry's defense, so he had no choice but to kick the ball to Grosso's leg and create a corner.

In the case of AC Milan at the moment, a corner is a very valuable attacking opportunity.

The Serie A hegemons performed in the Champions League final, and it was difficult to be satisfactory.

Andrea Pirlo's corner slid out of a graceful arc into the Chelsea penalty area, where all the players were instantly pushed and shoved.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

"Toot ......"

A crisp and loud whistle suddenly came to an end.

Referee Gonzalez ran into the penalty area with a solemn face. The end of the broadcast was closer, and it turned out that someone in the penalty area fell to the ground - Argentine center Crespo!

A big man who is 1.85 meters tall and weighs 80 kilograms!

I saw him lying in the Chelsea penalty area, covering his face and rolling on the ground in pain, his miserable expression as if he had been hit by a meteorite or cannonball falling from the sky, and he would die immediately.

Standing next to Crespo, who was rolling around, was none other than Chelsea captain and number 26, John Brown. Terry.

Terry raised his hands innocently to indicate that he had not made any foul moves, and looked at Ramos with a look of helplessness and self-deprecation.

When Ramos fouled Andrea Pirlo in the box, Terry was stern and unexpectedly, there were also opposing players who fell in front of him.

Gonzalez walked up to Crespo with a dark face and bent down to inquire about the situation.

Unfortunately, Crespo seemed to have lost his ability to speak in pain, and pointed a finger at Terry like a sharp blade poked out, unable to utter a word except screaming and moaning.

AC Milan's players split into two groups in an instant, as if they were well-trained soldiers. A wave besieged the referee under the leadership of captain Maldini; The other wave began to push and shove the "perpetrator" Terry with angry eyebrows......

"This ...... Is this going to be a fight? ”

Crespo fell to the ground in pain, and the Milan players vented all their anger, looking at Gattuso's appearance, as if he wanted to swallow Terry in his stomach!

Rooney stepped forward and stood in front of Gattuso, looking at this jiashi, Rooney seems to be more tiger!

"Look at the sidelines, look! Joe Cannon took off his blazer and rolled up his sleeves, what was he doing? Want to stir things up? ”

"Oh no, Joe's cannon is really going to fire!"

……

On the sidelines, the fourth official watched Qiao Wanxian's every move with wide eyes, and left everything behind in a frightened jump, rushed over in a few arrow steps, and hugged Qiao Wanxian from behind.

"Joe Cannon, everything is handled by Gonzalez, you have to calm down and don't cause trouble!"

Fourth, the official spoke earnestly.

Qiao Wan almost lost his anger in an idle way, and said angrily: "Is there something wrong with you?" The weather is too hot, can't Lao Tzu take off his clothes? ”

"Ah...... Yes? Hot? ”

The fourth official was dumbfounded.

"Nonsense, let me go, you dead."

Qiao Wan couldn't wait to kick his feet, image, this dead ruined my tall image of Guangweizheng......

In the stands.

The boos sounded instantaneously like the angry tide of the Qiantang River, not because of a scene on the sidelines, but because of Crespo, who was still rolling on the field.

The fans on both sides all stood in the stands, Bai Huahua's middle finger was like a green onion in the vegetable market, appearing in patches, and the casserole-like fist was a sweet potato, and it was as hideous as a clod.

The Ataturk Stadium has been turned into a wet market!

It's noisy and noisy.

Under the frenzied atmosphere, even the usually dignified and virtuous beauties turned into violent female warriors full of anger at this moment.

"What's going on, did Terry foul? Milan won't get another penalty, right? ”

"Penalty! Penalty kick!! Penalty kick!!! Haha, this is definitely a brutal and shameless foul! Crespo's expression was heart-wrenching, he had been taken off the field on a stretcher. ”

"It seems that Crespo is not lightly injured, and it is a question of whether he can continue to play......

'The referee Gonzalez walked to the linesman, it looked like he didn't know anything about what was going on in the box and he needed the linesman's help.

Ten seconds later, referee Gonzalez, who had finished his exchange with the linesman, turned back to the Chelsea penalty area with a blank face.

At this moment, the hearts of all the viewers who watched the live broadcast of this game beat violently.

From the moment the referee Gonzalez stepped into the penalty area, the deafening noise in the Ataturk stadium gradually subsided, and the tens of thousands of fans who were furious like King Kong just now instantly turned into the most devout believers, clasping their hands together and praying incessantly.

40,000 prayed they would get a penalty, and 40,000 prayed that it would never be a penalty!

The air has to be tense and solidified......

On the sidelines, Ancelotti looked more nervous than everyone else, his eyes were fixed on Gonzalez, at this moment his devotion to the Lord was better than all religionists!

Suddenly, Ancelotti's afterglow swept to Qiao Wanxian on the side, and found that he seemed to be greeting himself, and when he turned his head, his angry old face instantly turned black to the bottom of the pot.

This guy is wagging his finger at himself with contempt, and......

It's the middle finger! (To be continued......)