Chapter 691: Dutch Ghost Talent
When it comes to Milan, we have to mention the Ancelotti era, and the biggest feature of Milan at that time was the Christmas tree formation.
In other words, the 4321 formation, when viewed from the air, is the shape of a Christmas tree.
It's a formation that has a lot of roots, such as the coexistence of attacking midfielders, and AC Milan solved it well because they had Seedorf, the attacking midfielder who could be a perfect match for Kaka.
Seedorf debuted at Ajax and became famous at Real Madrid, and for Seedorf, it is simply - can play.
Don't look at the simple three words, but the high evaluation, for example, Zheng Zhi of the national football team, that is, he can play football.
Football requires talent, such as an understanding of football.
Seedorf took the ball and faced Guti, first for a while, just when Guti thought he was going to pass the ball to Kaka, suddenly, Seedorf accelerated to break through.
The acceleration shook Guti.
"Seedorf passed, and he was fast."
Pellegrini doesn't know why Real Madrid sold Seedorf back then, I really don't know what he thinks.
Seedorf won't be much slower than Kaka.
After the burst, Real Madrid's defence also came over, and the Dutchman glanced at the ball and passed the ball to Inzaghi.
Inzaghi picked up the ball in front of the box and then gently flicked it back to Seedorf, who was left unguarded in front of the box.
"Oops!!"
At this time, Real Madrid can only defend with their eyes.
Only staring at Kaka and Inzaghi, but forgetting that Seedorf is also ruthless.
Seedorf had scored a long-range shot on goal, and I remember it was when he was at Real Madrid.
Inzaghi made the ball back at just the right angle and power, and Seedorf tightened his instep and shot at the ball.
Cassie knew it was bad at a glance, the ball was the same as a cannonball.
Cassie pounced, no suspense, no touch of the ball.
The ball flew into the net.
GOOOOOALοΌοΌ
3 to 1!
The numbers on the big screen are too glaring.
It's the Bernabeu.
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There's a lot of pressure on Manuel Pellegrini.
He asked Van der Vaart and the others to warm up.
It's putting pressure on the players on the pitch and if it goes on like this, I'm going to have to make a substitution.
"Tang Zhenglong, you come over to me."
"Boss, I'm here."
"The team needs to score."
"Everybody knows that."
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"You don't usually make any contributions, isn't it time for you to make meritorious contributions?"
Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded.
"I don't usually have anything to contribute?"
"The laughter in the dressing room was all contributed by me."
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"Don, don't be kidding, this ball is too ugly."
"Then I'll try to score a goal."
"Hmm." Pellegrini patted Tang Zhenglong on the shoulder and motioned for him to go away.
Leonardo's side waved his big hand and led 3-1, so naturally it was the team's best defensive counterattack.
In the stands, Florentino's expression was ugly.
"Grandpa, what's wrong?"
"AC Milan started to defend and counter-attack, the trick of Italian football."
"Isn't it amazing?"
"Yes."
"Real Madrid should have lost this game."
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"I need water?"
"It's really gone, although our Real Madrid is rich, we can't stand you being such a loser."
"Really?"
"Nope!"
Tang Zhenglong turned his head and came to AC Milan.
He reached out and crept over, but was still discovered.
"Wow, Real Madrid's people steal our water!"
"I ......"
"Borrow!"
"You're stealing."
"Forget it, give him a few bottles, it's okay."
Tang Zhenglong smiled, "Thank you." Then he took out a bag.
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"Are you ready to rob us? Take a bottle is enough. β
Tang Zhenglong grabbed a few bottles, and then looked at Dida.
*****
"Marcelo, I give you an honorable mission."
"I refuse."
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"What haven't I said yet?"
"It must be obscene!!"
Tang Zhenglong said.
"Pour water on Dida?"
"Why don't you do it yourself?"
"I've got a yellow card."
Marcelo had a black line on his forehead.
"It's for the team, that guy is afraid of water."
Marcelo is very entangled, Dida is a teammate of the national team.
"Are you going to do it or not?"
"Okay!!"
*****
When the fellow saw the fellow, his eyes were full of tears, and when the ball was dead, Dida and Marcelo were talking.
"That Chinese on your team is too hateful."
"Hehe, Tang Zhenglong, in fact, he is usually not bad."
"Not bad?"
"Huh." Dida looked disdainful.
"That bastard poured water on me, it was so uncomfortable, it was cold."
Marcelo beat the drum in his heart, after today, will everyone and friends have nothing to do?
"Dida, are we good friends?"
"Of course."
"If I did something sorry for you, would you forgive me?"
"Of course, we're good guys at a nightclub."
"Okay, I'll be relieved."
Marcelo then unscrewed the cap at lightning speed......
Dida was dumbfounded.
"Tang Zhenglong asked me to do it."
Then Marcelo ran away.
"Tang Zhenglong!!"
Dida ran to the sidelines.
"Boss, I seem to have a cold, I can't hold on."
"Just a little water, right?"
"I'm afraid of the cold, I'm from the tropics."
"I'm Brazilian, too, but I'm not as afraid of the cold as you are."
In short, Leonardo did not agree to the substitution.
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Real Madrid's attack was playing in front of the penalty area, but it was impossible to pose a threat to Milan.
The ball hit Ronaldo's feet, and the Portuguese did not find a suitable way to get the ball out and could only pass it to Tang Zhenglong.
Tang Zhenglong saw it, flew up with a kick, and shot directly from a distance.
The ball hits hard and heavy, but the angle is positive.
Pellegrini took a look at it, and the ball was probably brushed up.
But Dida's behavior made everyone dumbfounded, such a simple ball, he actually got rid of it.
"Haha, I knew this guy was a landlubber."
Marcelo said: "I still feel embarrassed. β
"There's no need, you're for the team, remember, it's Real Madrid who pay you."
Ronaldo was also stunned, I knew that the opponent's goalkeeper would be like this, so I didn't pass the ball, and I shot the goal myself just now.
A big gift from the opposing goalkeeper.
The score became 2-3, and Real Madrid were still one point behind.
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"Coach, I really have a cold."
"Psychological effect, I told you, this is all psychological effect, is that Chinese said something to you?"
"Nope!"
"Then give me a good guard."
AC Milan really don't have a good goalkeeper at this time, the second goalkeeper is Flavio Roma, who usually plays very little in the league, and Leonardo can't send him in this kind of game.
Over there, Tang Zhenglong let out his words, Dida is a landlubber, he has now fallen under the spell of water, and he will shoot casually in front of the penalty area, and he will definitely enter.
Dida also heard it, and hated Tang Zhenglong in his heart.
"This bastard, I'm not a landlubber!!"