“Ronaldo,”

“Ronaldo,”

"This ball is a bit like the one that Borgkamp scored in the Premier League, but it is not as ecstatic as Borgkamp. The ball of Borgkamp is full of artistic sense, and this ball is full of explosion. It feels like Jivkovic is like a wooden stake and has no reaction at all. There is no way, he is facing the most outstanding striker in fact."

"1:0, Inter Milan took the lead with one less player, and the total score became 3:2, which is very interesting. Van Leverkusen's striker has half of Ronaldo's skills, so it is probably not the case?"

Soon, the first half ended, and the Inter Milan player ran to Ronaldo again and touched his bald head. Everyone was happy that Ronaldo could score in such a difficult situation, which allowed Leverkusen to take the initiative in advance.

Of course, Zheng Zhi also made an indelible contribution. If he hadn't been taking the ball in the backcourt and firmly directing the team's offense, the goal would not have been made. As the game was about to end, Leverkusen's player was slacking off. He rushed up from the backcourt without hesitation and launched the final offensive.

Leverkusen, who were behind, had his head down, without any energy, walked into the player channel quickly with dejected expression. Head coach Klopp had already left. It was probably the first time he was dissatisfied with the team. With all the advantages, he was lagging behind. It was so difficult to score a goal?

In order to improve the team's goal rate, he let the team practice shooting for three days and cram for a while, but now it seems that it is useless...

In the locker room, Leverkusen's players experienced Klopp's anger for the first time.

"It's so embarrassing!"

"I'm ashamed of you!"

"Tomorrow, the whole European newspaper will be written like this. 11 to 10, Leverkusen gave the ticket to Inter Milan for the finals!"

“In Leverkusen’s history, we will be the most shameful gang of people!”

"Not one!"

"We actually want to lose to Inter Milan, who fights one less?"

"God! If the result is really like this, I will definitely have no shame to continue staying in Leverkusen!"

All the generals looked ashamed and didn't dare to raise their heads. They all worked very hard, but what could they do if they were behind? It was not that they didn't do their best, but they just lost to luck.

“We have 45 minutes left,”

"If we don't want this to become a fact, we should take action and destroy them with goals!"

“Either shame or glory!”

“Is there any choice?”

...

In another locker room, Mourinho also stood in front of everyone, with a serious look on his face.

"The other party has been completely angered by us,"

“1:0 is just the beginning.”

"They are like trapped beasts, and they will soon be crazy and will bite us crazy."

"The difficulties will be beyond our imagination. They will definitely attack with all their might and suppress us near the penalty area."

"I need each of you to run."

"Anyone, Ronnie, Tony, you must fight like a defender. When necessary, you must even chase back into the penalty area. Don't have any luck, don't let any guy rush over in front of you!"

"finals,"

"It's so close! But it's far away!"

"No matter what difficulties arise during the game, we must grit our teeth and persevere, firmly believe that we will definitely win the final victory!"

“Our goal is to defend the Champions League champions!”

"Zheng,"

"Your task is the most difficult, you have to stare at Neuville, and then find a way to organize the team to fight back."

"You are the commander on the court!"

Everyone looked very serious, but Carvalho, who was sent off, kept his head down and buried his head on his knees. If it weren't for his impulse, the team wouldn't be in such a passive situation.

Deeply blame yourself.

Zheng Zhi saw it and walked to Carvalho.

"Ricardo!"

"High your head, you should not be frustrated or blame yourself at this time. Although you are no longer on the court, you should also be as firm as we do and fight with us. You can cheer us up in front of the TV instead of blaming yourself and not daring to face it."

"Don't worry,"

"Even if we lose one person, we can defeat them!"

Grosso also echoed, "Yes, Ricardo,"

"What we can do is to let them one so what!"

"We must be the ones who advance!"

...

After the change of sides, neither side immediately replaced the players and continued to play the original team.

Leverkusen indeed continued to face the enemy, suppressing Inter Milan to play. Almost all of the latter players retreated back to the front of the penalty area, leaving almost no space for the opponent.

Schneider first tested Buffon with a long shot, but Buffon still held the ball firmly in his arms. Having such a goalkeeper standing in front of the goal can indeed make his teammates feel at ease.

Inter Milan has few ways to attack. They either hand the ball to Pirlo or directly take the ball to Ronaldo. Ronaldo has been staring at this point very hard, and it is difficult to get out. If Pirlo gets the ball, Lamero will also keep a close eye on Pirlo's defense behind him. All Pirlo can do is to divide the ball to both sides or pass it back.

In order to regain the ball as soon as possible, Leverkusen ran more and fought fiercely. In the 51st minute, Pirlo got the ball and was sneaked out of the side by Lamero. Pirlo staggered and concealed the ball. He raised his hand to signal, but the referee did not blow, which made Lamero drive the ball to the front of Inter Milan's penalty area, which once again made Zheng Zhi embarrassed. Zheng Zhi had to stare at Neuville. As soon as he went up, Lamero would definitely pass the ball to Neuville. As a result, he chose not to go forward, but let Lamero drive the ball up and then shoot.

Buffon behind him, Buffon flew again and saved the ball from the bottom line. He was destined to be the busiest player on the court.

Corner kick.

There were high points in the penalty area, and Schneider sent the ball to the back point. Tony and Kordoba attacked Berbatov, but Berbatov still pushed the ball to the ball. However, Berbatov did not push the ball to the goal, but to the front point!

This is so surprising!

No one expected that Berbatov did not choose to shoot directly, but instead pushed the ball to the other side.

Schneider's figure rushed out from Dibiagio! He raised his left foot and stabbed it forward!

Buffon couldn't react either. As soon as he turned his head and wanted to make an action, the ball had already flew into the goal!

"Oh, God!"

“Too bad!”

"The score is tied..."

"Berbatov's header was so unexpected that it completely disrupted Inter Milan's defense. How did this guy's head grow?"

"This is too bad for Inter Milan. We have to find a way to score a goal. The draw is equivalent to failure! But we have one less player to fight."
Chapter completed!