993 Will It Be a Draw?

The ball was at the feet of Messi.

The Argentine dribbled in front of the penalty area and suddenly gave it to Pedro.

Pedro faked a shot, which shook off several Real Madrid defenders, and suddenly, Pedro passed the ball to Messi.

This time it was unexpected.

Messi.

Messi !!

This time Messi was no longer high-spirited, and he shot directly with his left foot.

Messi's left foot is probably the best in the world, not only because of his strength, but also because of his super accurate angle control.

Messi volleyed straight into the bottom corner of the goal, and Cassie was startled.

He stretched out his right hand and slammed into the limit.

But the ball went through the post and into the back of the net.

GOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!!!

An incredible goal.

Pep Guardiola covered his head, this goal can be called a model of Messi's personal ability.

2-1, Barcelona overcome.

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Real Madrid were under a lot of pressure and they remembered the 5-0 that they had been abused by Barcelona.

The ability of a team like Barcelona to seize opportunities is superb, and you can never take a chance against this kind of team.

Real Madrid stormed, and soon, Barcelona's counterattack came.

The ball fell to Villa's feet in three passes, and he fired a low shot from the box, another low ball, the goalkeeper's nemesis.

Real Madrid fans are starting to worry about the ......

Just when everyone thought the ball was going in, Cassie blocked it with his toes.

It's dangerous!!

Mourinho turned around and admitted that the goal was indeed too thrilling, and if it had been scored, it would have been 3-1.

"Jose, do you want to be steady?" Mores asked.

"Hehe, don't you think it's exciting?"

“……”

"What's so exciting about this?"

Jose Mourinho is the kind of guy who knocks out his teeth and has a hard mouth.

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Real Madrid's attacking chances, Cristiano Ronaldo controlled the ball on the wing, but there was little chance, he looked to the middle.

Benzema!!

A curling ball is hoisted in.

Benzema, under the pressure of Puyol, did not get a good ball on the ball, and both men touched the ball and the ball jumped up.

The ball jumped up and down, and Puyol was ready to clear the ball.

At this moment, Tang Zhenglong rushed up, cut the ball off before Puyol, and then burst straight over.

This time, Puyol was dumbfounded, his attention just now was all on Benzema, but he didn't expect Tang Zhenglong to suddenly kill.

In the forbidden area, who dares to touch Tang Zhenglong!

Facing the goalkeeper, Tang Zhenglong shot directly.

Valdés couldn't save a shot from such close range.

GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!

The ball went in.

The Bernabeu is boiling again.

GOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!

2 to 2.

The camera was given to Pep Guardiola and Mourinho respectively.

This shot is very meaningful.

Who will be the winner?

The game continued until the 80th minute, and the two sides were still 2-2.

At this time, it was Messi who stepped forward again, and he suddenly broke through in front of the penalty area with the ball.

"Free kick."

Khedira tripped Messi.

Messi puts the ball on the turf and then retreats.

It was ready to shoot straight at goal, and the rest of the Barcelona players got out of the way.

Messi runs and shoots at goal.

The ball has a large arc and falls quickly after going around the wall.

The ball is fast.

Cassie moved early, with quick steps, and the moment the ball was about to cross the goal line, Cassie held it up with the palm of his hand.

Pretty!!!!

Shoot beautifully.

Flutter more beautifully.

The score was still 2-2.

*******

"It looks like it's going to be 2-2." Narrator.

Jose Mourinho walks towards Guardiola.

"It's a draw."

"Hehe, I don't see it that way."

Mourinho smiled slightly, could it be that this bald head still wants to win in our field?

On the court, in fact, both sides were unwilling.

Tang Zhenglong found Ronaldo.

"Cristiano, you go to the top in the penalty area."

"Why?"

"Multiple fulcrums, bring the ball down to me."

Sweat.

"Do you really think of yourself as the core?"

"I am."

Don't look at Ronaldo's height is not particularly tall, but Ronaldo's bounce is definitely beyond most center forwards.

It can be said that if Ronaldo goes to play basketball, he will definitely not suffer.

After Ronaldo entered the penalty area, Real Madrid began to make long passes.

In fact, although the tactic of long passing and hanging is despised by people, then again, this tactic is actually used by most teams, especially in the final stage of the game, which is basically a standard tactic.

The ball was sent into the box again and again.

Ronaldo and Benzema grabbed headers again and again, but they were all in non-core areas, and Barcelona's core defensive zone was still taken care of tightly, and the opponent was never allowed to touch it.

"Do you want to shoot from a distance?"

Tang Zhenglong and Alonso looked for an opportunity in front of the penalty area to shoot from distance, in case luck lucks.

A long-range shot that Valdés pressed underneath.

"Real Madrid are a little too anxious."

"There is no threat from this long-range shot."

There are too many people in the penalty area, and Tang Zhenglong's ball correction is useless.

At this time, Ronaldo found Tang Zhenglong.

"Cristiano, I'm not in the mood to quarrel with you at this time."

"Who quarreled with you!!"

"And what do you want to do?"

"Do you remember one time when you deliberately hit me in the face?"

Tang Zhenglong nodded.

Immediately denied it.

"I don't."

"Hehe, don't pretend."

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Ronaldo pointed to his face.

"One more time."

Tang Zhenglong was dumbfounded, this is a slut.

Ronaldo seems to understand what Tang Zhenglong is thinking.

"What do you want!!"

"In this situation, a refraction is likely to score."

Tang Zhenglong nodded, it turned out to be like this.

"That's good."

"But I won't choose you this time."

"That?"

Tang Zhenglong smiled evilly and looked at Busquets.

"I choose him."

Tang Zhenglong's shooting accuracy is very sufficient, as long as he is standard, he will be nine out of ten.

He looked at Busquets and fired a shot.

Busquets was stunned for a moment, and then found out that Tang Zhenglong did it on purpose, but it was too late.

The ball hit Busquets and there was a deflection that caught Valdés off guard and flew into the back of the net.

GOOOOOOOOOAL!!!

"But is this Tang Zhenglong's goal or an own goal?"

In the end, the goal was counted on Busquets' account, which is a double injury, woo woo woo!!

"Barcelona killed themselves."

Guardiola is dumbfounded, what is this?

"It's unsportsmanlike, how can you deliberately kick your opponent."

Mourinho smiled.

"We won, that's morality."

"Besides, think about the Stamford Bridge tragedy, are you qualified to talk about morality?"

Pep Guardiola was stupid.

The Stamford Bridge incident, even if it is an unjust case, has nothing to do with him, and the referee was not bought by Barcelona.

At this moment, the two sides clashed on the pitch.

The National Derby was ignited.

At the same time, there was a ruckus on the bench, and both sides seemed to be very angry.

Jose Mourinho rushed to Pep Guardiola's side, and Vilanova stepped forward first.