Chapter 260 Falling leaves in the rain, slippery kneeling is the most chic

Taking advantage of the foul opportunity, Simeone also made the last substitution.

Antoine Griezmann was replaced by Angel Correa to the applause of the home fans.

A blitz in the first half helped the team take the lead.

His presence threatens Bayern's defense at all times.

Simeone also wanted to use this substitution time to allow the players to adjust their mentality in time and do a good job in the next defense.

Although Bayern's free-kick attacking ability is average.

Captain Lahm brought An Fat's instructions to the pitch, and the player who took the free kick was confirmed.

Rosie!

Taking the ball from Lai Wan, Rossi wrapped it in his jersey and stood in front of the penalty spot.

[Oh, was it Rossi who took this crucial free kick? 】

[Did he take a free kick in a previous game?] 】

Not only the on-site commentators, but even the fans don't know why.

A player who had never taken a free-kick before became the team's first choice for crucial free-kicks.

It seems that Bayern really have no one available.

At this point, Ulreich, the No. 2 goalkeeper on the Bayern bench, stood up and pointed fingers while shouting Rossi's name.

To outsiders, of course, I don't know what it means.

And Rossi knew very well that this was his opinion of his free kick when he invited Ulreich to dinner the night before.

The fourth official hurriedly stepped forward to warn that if he walked out of the bench without permission, the referee had the right to expel him from the court.

Rossi set the ball up, stepped back to get away and set up a stance.

Oblak commanded the team to line up the wall, not daring to be careless.

This free-kick is about 24 metres from the goal and is best suited for right-footed players.

This position is really threatening, with plenty of distance to power and make spin.

"Ding!"

"The host is detected to take a free kick for the first time in an official match, please choose the penalty method."

What kind of broken system is this, the ball is about to be kicked out, and you still choose a gross free throw method?

Although a little angry, Rosie still took a quick look at the footage transmitted by the system.

In several free-kick ways, there is a success rate.

At this time, of course, choose the one with the highest success rate.

After Rossi chooses the free throw, the whole action is like a movie clip constantly flipping through his mind.

The skills and details are imprinted in my mind very clearly.

Drip!

The referee's whistle pulled him back to reality.

The huge boos of the Atletico Madrid fans, accompanied by the heavy rain of beans, pressed over one after another.

Rosie wiped the rain from her face and ran slowly.

Outside the penalty line, Bayern players are also ready to rush for the landing spot.

Atletico goalkeeper Oblak stood in the centre of the goalline, defending at both ends.

Rossi did not accelerate during the whole run-up, but jogged forward at a constant pace.

The swing of the right foot of the shot is not very large, and it does not feel like a shot.

He hits the ball with the inside of his right foot in the middle of the ball.

Then swing your right leg in the direction of the ball.

Bang!

The crisp sound of touching the ball makes the ball fly quickly over the wall.

Although Oblak was engrossed, Rossi relied on his calf to exert power when he took the penalty, and he was well concealed.

He was blocked by the wall, and at the first time, he didn't know whether he was shooting or passing.

Oblak reacted when the ball went over the wall.

This tm is a shot!

After taking a quick step to the right, he kicked the ground and made a save.

The ball was not very fast, but after going over the wall, it suddenly fell and fell quickly towards the bottom corner of the goal.

shit!

Oblak, who was originally full of confidence, suddenly felt a helpless despair.

This free kick, don't talk about yourself, even if it is Noyiner on the opposite side, you will definitely not be able to save it.

This guy actually kicked out the fallen leaf ball.

While!

The ball fell and hit the inside of the post and bounced into the net.

Oblak lay helplessly on the turf.

【goal!!!!! 】

[The ball is in!] 】

[Just as the game is about to end.] 】

[Rosie! 】

[With his magical right foot!] 】

[Draw an elegant arc over Calderón Stadium.] 】

[After the ball crosses the human wall, it suddenly falls, which is a textbook deciduous ball.] 】

[Atletico Madrid's goalkeeper, I underestimate Rossi's free kick! ] 】

[Focus on defending crosses and ignore shooting.] 】

[Atletico Madrid's defense throughout the game was tenacious enough. 】

[But in just ten minutes, he was easily shattered by Rosie alone. 】

Oblak knelt on the turf and hung his head.

He didn't ignore that Rossi would shoot straight at goal.

It's just that the action of this shot is too hidden, and when he notices it, the ball has already flown towards the corner of the goal.

It's still a deciduous ball.

Or hit the post and bounce into the net.

This is a dead end in the absolute sense!

The originally passionate Atletico fans were suddenly deflated, and despair and helplessness appeared on their faces.

The sudden rainstorm did not give the team a majestic momentum of a Jedi counterattack.

On the contrary, after Rossi scored the goal that overtook the score, it added a tragic and desolate atmosphere.

Rossi's gaze was always accompanied by the flight path of the ball.

When the ball finally bounced into the net, he finally let his passion unleash.

It was his first direct free-kick.

It was the goal he helped the team turn around in the Champions League.

It was his goal in the starting line for Bayern.

Rossi rushed to the corner and towards the stands of his own fans.

Knees!

Stoop!

Spread your arms!

Slip on your knees!

There is no Yin Bu's domineering, there is no Henry's silkiness, there is no Ronaldo's handsomeness, there is no Giroud's commotion, there is no Mourinho's madness.

Even his most passionate kneeling celebration came to an abrupt halt after sliding less than two meters on the turf to save as much energy as possible.

But the articulation of his whole movement is so silky.

The arms that slowly open during the glide are elegant and chic.

Also, behind him, there were three bars left by Drogba!

After his teammates swarmed him up, the final minute of regular time was over.

Four minutes of stoppage time allowed Atletico to leave no stone unturned in attack.

But Atletico Madrid, who is stronger in defense than in attack, faced the calm and calm An Fat, and the attack was dissolved again and again.

When the referee blew the whistle for the end of the game, Simeone simply shook hands with Carlo Ancelotti and disappeared into the pouring rain of Calderón.

Again, he fell at Ann's feet.

Atletico's players also looked confused, even a little incredulous.

The team's proud defense was scored twice by Rossi in just ten minutes.

What the hell went wrong?

The bitter smile is the last image that Atletico Madrid will leave to the fans tonight.

"Come back soon!"

Carlo Ancelotti sent his players back to the dressing room quickly, and if a cold occurs, it will affect the rest of the game.

Lore, revenge!

The thrill of both, allowing the Bayern players to continue their in the dressing room.

If it weren't for the Atletico staff urging them to clean up, they wouldn't have stopped.

The only regret for the Bayern players was that they did not prepare a beer and poured it on Rossi's head.

After a night's rest in the hotel, the Bayern players, who were about to leave for Germany, were frantically surrounded by fans as soon as they came out of the hotel door.

Autograph and take a group photo!

In Calderón's fight last night, Carlo Ancelotti dispelled all the concerns of the fans.

Let Bayern fans firmly believe that the fat man in front of him who can't play football will bring the team a long-lost Champions League title.

Rossi, who also scored two goals, proved that he would not only be the icing on the cake.

He'll turn the tide.

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