Chapter 961 Dry the jersey! Dry the jersey! Dry the jersey!(1/3)
Looking at the ball flying into the stands, Neymar instantly blushed. He was really scared and embarrassed.
But this guy can afford to lose, it’s better not to get injured. He only played two official games in Europe, but the two games have already made him feel the defensive intensity of the European game.
Before the game, Guardiola also specifically told him to pay attention to the opponent's defensive movements. The opponent may make a mistake. Now he has realized it immediately.
Very scary...
In addition to being ashamed, he was more grateful.
You are paralyzed, I remember you, Kavajal!
He said fiercely in his heart and walked back.
Carvajal didn't think about Neymar's thoughts. He felt that he finally showed a fierce show in front of Mourinho. At this time, he had already rushed to the sidelines, grabbed the ball thrown by the caddie, and immediately went forward and gave it to Ozil. Ozil was not sticking to the ball at all. He directly raised his left leg and knocked the ball to Modric in the air. Modric raised his right leg and directly transferred the ball to the left.
Di Maria got the ball at the sideline. Facing Alves, he was not cowardly and still drove the ball up.
After two consecutive vicious moves, Alves did not make any moves, but Dong Fangzhuo came to his right.
He quickly transferred the ball to Dong Fangzhuo.
Dong Fangzhuo turned around and pulled the ball, squeaking, Busquets' left toe cut through his right heel like a blade, but he didn't touch him!
Very dangerous!
Dong Fangzhuo still seemed to be turning around, pulling the ball with his right foot and moving quickly into the middle. After looking up, he immediately stuffed his right foot into a direct pass!
C Luo forced Pique to eat and inserted it from right to left!
Just as he was about to get the ball, Puyor was much more courageous than a man, so he fell to the ground and shoveled it!
This is the only way to prevent Ronaldo from getting the ball first.
Ronaldo had no choice but to jump up and the ball was shoveled out of the sideline.
"Puyol."
"A man too."
"With him, Barcelona's defense can be upgraded to a higher level."
"Faced with Ronaldo, he was quite decisive in his footsteps. If Ronaldo got the ball first, he would have shot. Maybe this is why Puyol is the captain of this team, but he is not young anymore and probably won't be able to play for a few years. The next captain is said to be Xavi, but can Xavi bear this glory? With Xavi's personality, it's difficult. But Real Madrid is different. There are many players with blood. Even Ramos lying in the hospital is worth considering..."
The ball eventually rolled out of the sideline, but Kavajal came again. He threw the ball into the stadium again. This time the ball was directly thrown to Modric. Modric would do it to Kavajal, and Kavajal directly sent the cross with his right foot.
The ball fell into Barcelona's penalty area. There was only Ronaldo in the penalty area, but Dong Fangzhuo dragged Busquets into the penalty area.
Dong
Puyol shot the ball out in front of Ronaldo again!
The danger is lifted again.
Dong Fangzhuo ran for nothing, but he immediately fell back because the ball still fell at Khedira's feet.
Khedira is a defensive player, he doesn't have that many ideas, and he handed the ball to Marcelo on the left.
Marcelo sent a cross!
Barcelona's penalty area was messy, and Dong Fangzhuo, who had just rushed out of the penalty area, once again intervened in the penalty area!
Busquets, who had been following Dong Fangzhuo, finally couldn't resist it anymore. He stroked his feet and finally lost his goal, while Dong Fangzhuo successfully rushed to the back point.
The ball just happened to fall in front of him.
He didn't stop the ball either, because Abidal was right in front of him.
The right foot shot!
A small angle of fury!
boom
Another volley was shot.
Bang
Valdes felt his chest was about to break, and the ball hit his chest hard.
The distance was too close, so he could not make any choice. He could only use his body to block Dong Fangzhuo's shot.
This is already a pretty awesome performance!
The ball bounced out and jumped out of the gap in the crowd, and no one could touch it.
"Hedila!"
"Hedila!"
Yes, only one Khedira is closest to the ball.
Khedira even felt a little happy when she greeted the ball. This was a pie that fell from the sky.
His right foot held his strength and directly met the ball.
Dong
The strength is too strong, the force is too tight.
As a result, anti-aircraft guns were fired directly.
"Damn!"
"No, this ball can be shot in the airplane."
"Khedira, are you a German international?"
"Ozil, tell me quickly, this is a fake Khdira, he absolutely cannot be your German national teammate."
"Oh my God, this ball, even if you hit the crowd and refract it, there will be no problem."
"Ahhhhhhhhhh..."
Real Madrid fans really can't believe it. Not to mention that Khedira is a traitor from Barcelona, but the quality of this shot is really bad, and he didn't even hit the goal.
"Murinho must open a small shot for Khdira. This shot is completely inconsistent with his identity. It's probably better if he just steals a little Dong Fangzhuo."
After the slow motion replay, it seems even more ridiculous...
At this moment, Barcelona fans were covering their chests, thankfully, it was Kedira who shot, and Barcelona was lucky enough to escape.
Barcelona finally won the ball back, the ball quickly passed through the midfield, Neymar took the ball, this time he decisively passed the ball to Iniesta, and he rushed forward without the ball.
Messi rushed to the middle, got the ball, then pulled his right foot and directly swung over Khedira, pushed his left foot and immediately rushed to the front of Real Madrid's penalty area.
It's Pepe again!
Pepe was unreasonably close to Messi and couldn't see clearly what he had done, so Messi fell down.
Beep,
The referee's whistle sounded firmly, and Messi was roaring coolly while covering his chin.
"Ah? Is there another foul?"
The referee has a sharp eye.
The slow motion shot was immediately played back, but the fans in front of the TV saw it clearly. Pepe blocked Messi and raised his elbow and hit Messi's chin with one elbow.
Messi's eyes were full of tears. He sacrificed his chin to win a frontcourt set piece for Barcelona, and was on the penalty area line, but the angle was not good, at the corner of the penalty area.
Pepe received a yellow card because of this.
“There are many yellow cards in this game.”
"Pepe, as the Dinghai Shentie of Real Madrid's defense line, also got a yellow card. This is a bad signal. Messi probably has to torture him in a while. If Pepe is sent off by a red card, the situation will be different. Real Madrid players should be careful when defending."
Messi frowned and climbed up, covering his chin with his left hand, which still hurt very much. He was still standing there, needless to say, he would take the penalty for the frontcourt set-piece.
Barcelona players flocked into Real Madrid's penalty area again. They needed to score goals, and the draw meant that Real Madrid would win the trophy at the Camp Nou.
This is something that cannot be tolerated.
"All Barcelona's highs rushed into the penalty area, Real Madrid must be careful."
"But Messi always shoots directly, so it doesn't seem useful to do this?"
Beep,
The referee's whistle sounded, Messi held his breath and did not immediately assist. There was chaos in the penalty area and his head was shaking.
Messi suddenly made a free kick!
Yes, there was no direct shot.
I was stunned.
My grass, Adam's eyes flew over with the ball, and then moved his body.
No one in the middle lane hit the ball, and the ball fell into the back point.
Neymar!
The thin Neymar actually got rid of Carvajal's marks and rushed out.
To be continued...