"Milan's defense made a mistake. Wu Sanshi scored the second goal of the game. It's not that Milan's defense line is problematic, but that Wu Sanshi's running position is too beautiful and he appears just right. In this tense and chaotic moment, anything can happen, but only Wu Sanshi got this opportunity."

"In the 87th minute, Wu Sanshi rewrites the score to 2:1."

"This may be a winning goal. There is not much time left for Milan, only a few minutes."

!!!

At this moment, the Milan players on the field were confused. Conceding the ball at this time was like throwing a bomb and there was no hope of survival.

The nightmare in Istanbul still came again, but it was not as terrible as last time, but the pain was even more painful than that time, because this was a second injury.

Although the game was not over yet, the Milan fans in the stands had already covered their faces and really didn't dare to continue watching. Some people covered their chests, as if their heart was really broken by Wu Sanshi's goal.

Kaka, Louis Costa and the others were just flanked and their expressions were dull.

On the bench, many people buried their heads, as if they were collectively infected with a plague.

Head coach Ancelotti's eyes were dull for a moment, standing there like a wood, and his voice rang again after more than ten seconds. Although his heart was actually becoming flustered, as the head coach, he still wanted to show his attitude to the players.

Even if you lose, you can't lose so miserably. He even knows to sort out his tie. The Spanish cheers kept blending into his ears and buzzing. This may be the most unpleasant cheer in the world, and it is even more unpleasant than the sounds made by Liverpool fans back then.

“stone,”

“stone,”

“stone,”

The audience was calling Wu Sanshi's name. He excitedly rushed to the stands near the center line, and then threw a kiss. He was probably showing his love to Zhong Jiabei. This game was destined to become the protagonist again.

His most direct competitor, Pato's eyes were full of unwillingness at this moment. No matter how Pato looked down on Wu Sanshi in front of the news media, Wu Sanshi's performance is much better than him now. His two goals will almost bring Espanyol's first League Cup championship in history.

The legends on the field, Inzaji, Pirlo, Maldini, and Sidorf, all stood still on their waists, just like the air in Istanbul.

It looks like there is a passionate summer to be ruined...

Milan Vice Chairman Galliani in the stands kept touching his bald head and shook his head. The Spanish boss next to him raised his arms to celebrate without restraint, completely ignoring Galliani's feelings.

Only one person seemed particularly alternative, and Ruby did not celebrate. The moment he scored, Ruby just clenched his fists tightly and kept his mouth tense. Is this continuing to accumulate strength for the Spaniard?

Beep,

The game resumed, and the time had jumped to the 89th minute. The time left for Milan was really too little. The Spaniard pressed the formation up and made the final battle.

Milan wanted to send the ball into Espanyol's penalty area as soon as possible, but Inzaggi was alone and the ball was pushed out by Hark. The fourth official on the sidelines had already raised the stoppage time sign, which was the only last three minutes for Milan.

The performances of both sides in the fans were almost the same. They both sweated their hands and stared at the court without turning their eyes. No one was willing to leave even for a second.

"God, let's get another one! You can pass the ball up quickly and press it up. Why do you still drag it in the backcourt?"

"Give the ball to Pato."

"Where is Inzaji, I've been sleeping all the time."

Milan fans still hope that miracle will happen.

Espanyol fans hope that the game will end quickly and live like a year, and it will be unbearable if you have an extra second.

The first minute of stoppage time passed quickly. Milan had no achievements, but they still had the ball possession. Pirlo calmly dribbled the ball through the midfield. After a wall-to-wave cooperation with Seidorf, he continued to dribble the ball into the Espanyol's penalty area. Of course, he stepped on two bicycles in front of De La Pena. De La Pena may no longer be able to withstand the physical strength, and he was actually wiped by Pirlo from the right.

Bang--

Moises still had the strength, so he rushed over and knocked Pirlo down directly.

Beep,

The referee immediately blew the whistle.

He gave Milan a chance to set the ball in the frontcourt.

"Danger."

"This position happens to be Pirlo's range."

"But if Moises doesn't foul, it's also dangerous for Pirlo to move forward, and this is a last resort."

"Pirlo has the ability to use a free kick to score directly."

Moises also paid the price of a yellow card, but even a red card was nothing.

This may be Milan's last chance.

Milan players on the bench stood up, especially Ronaldinho, with his right hand crucifixion on his chest. If he were on the court, he might be able to replace Pirlo and stand in front of the ball...

On the Spanish side, there was a wall of 8 people, which was the top treatment for the wall. Wu Sanshi was alone beside the right door post because of his height...

"You can do it!"

"come on!"

He did not forget to cheer Casilla up.

The most stressed was Casilla. He jumped in place a few times, hammered the chest with both hands, and finally bent down and stood firmly.

Beep,

The referee's whistle sounded.

After wiping sweat from his forehead, Pirlo finally helped out.

Bang,

He pulled his right foot out.

"Leaf ball!"

"ah!"

The ball flew to the upper right corner of the goal. Pirlo's favorite angle, the ball that was hanging rapidly fell quickly above Wu Sanshi's head. At that moment, Wu Sanshi subconsciously jumped up, but he found that no matter how high he jumped, he could not reach the ball.

Duang——

Hit the post!

Didn't enter!

"besides!"

Inzaji in the middle rushed out of the crowd and headed towards the ball like falling leaves. An unexpected shot shot.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Everyone watched the ball fly to the goal again.

However, Wu Sanshi subconsciously raised his right foot.

clatter,

Blocked!

The ball flew high into the sky...

An incredible rescue! This ball can block Wu Sanshi's luck...

Beep,

Beep,

Beep—

The referee's three long whistles sounded.

The whole game ends.

At that moment, Espanyol players and fans actually forgot to cheer...

Dream,

It really seems like dreaming.

"Aowu--"

Ruby's voice sounded first.

Then the court became shaking.

"champion!"

"champion!"
Chapter completed!