The Ball at Your Feet

Whether it's Zhao Yaning, who is standing in the player channel, or Ancelotti, who is standing on the side of the coach's bench, they never thought that Barcelona's method of gaining the upper hand was this.

Barcelona's strength is slightly inferior to Real Madrid, everyone knows this. But in the three encounters in this half of the season, Barcelona has played well. Guardiola has ideas and means. The Barcelona team under his guidance has played quite well. First, the defense has gone up the stage, and then relying on tactics. It saves energy and ensures the advantage of long-distance running. Coupled with the trust and training of Messi on the offensive end, it can be said that he did a good job in Barcelona. Almost the entire Barcelona tactics have been transformed by him. This point is quite remarkable for a rookie coach. Whether it is tactical ability or coaching philosophy, he has shown his extraordinary.

However, this approach... Ancelotti also shook his head: he didn't know how good Guardiola's character was. Whether it was the drug prohibition incident in Serie A that year, Guardiola is now popular in La Liga. Whether it is the matter of leaving the maintenance of the turf to his wife and brother, it is not considered to be the work of a gentleman. He is not invisible. Many of Guardiola's tactical arrangements can be regarded as conservative. His goal is to be champions, more than beautiful football. Since he knows that the opponent is both conservative and realistic, he still counts on the opponent's ideals. When it turns out that he would rather lose than make any preparations, he can be considered dead by himself.

But having said that, Barcelona’s arrangement is also very reasonable: it’s unlikely that the back midfielder will flop, the goalkeeper with the worst card is responsible for the quarrel, the other players are surrounded, and the referee is not allowed to leave, waiting for the opportunity to find someone and opposing hands. , And further confirmed the opponent's malicious revenge-this arrangement is really reasonable.

It's just that when it's arranged on one's own body, it is not so pleasant.

Zhao Yaning stood in the player channel, watching the game on the field, and couldn't say a word. From the moment he was sent off, Real Madrid fell into a crash. Although Real Madrid is not weak, it is very difficult to win with one less player. After being sent off, the atmosphere of the team changed in an instant. Real Madrid suddenly played extremely chaotic. Under the morale drop, Barcelona had the upper hand in one fell swoop, it is not a strange thing.

Barcelona's attack was immediately violent. By the time of the intermission, Eto'o had already scored another goal, and Real Madrid was already 1-2 behind at home.

When the players walked into the player channel, Zhao Yaning stood at the entrance of the channel, staring at the opponent players. He had never hated his opponent so much: he thought it was an upright battle, even if it was a failure, he could accept it, but the opponent's approach castrated a game into a farce.

When Alves started making faces at him on the opposite side of the player channel, Zhao Yaning finally rushed up angrily. Although there was still an iron fence in the middle, Puyol and Raul pulled them both far aside.

"Puyol!" Zhao Yaning didn't try to attack anymore, but spoke. "We have played more than once. I can't control the character of your teammates. I just want to ask you one thing: Do you really feel that way? Did you win the game with glory? Is it a skill to win the game by this means?"

Zhao Yaning asked Puyol, because he played against Puyol many times in the game, and he still believed in his character and style. Compared to others, he thinks Puyol still has some conscience.

"Anyway, we won. We are champions. The championship trophy will not lie. If we have a champion, everything is in vain! We are the champion! We are the champion!" Alves is still fighting with Zhao Yaning, but Pu Joel stopped him, "I don't think this is glorious, but I don't think it is a shame. Please forgive me. For you, this is a football game. For us, it is even more important. Importantly, this is not just a football game. You won, but football victory, we won, it is the dignity and honor of the nation. Win by any means is what we must do. Only a champion can prove that we are worthy of respect. You do not lack a champion, but our nation needs respect."

"Do you really think that your virtues can be respected by others? This way, the champions won will be praised? Do you really think that you have won a few championships, and you are enough to prove that Catalonia People are a great nation? The face is earned by oneself. How can you have a face when you do this?"

Puyol stopped talking, he knew that he couldn't justify too much. Such a nation is indeed not worthy of respect-but those who do not watch football but only look at the results, who cares about the course of the game? As long as the championship trophy is won, who cares how to win it? Moreover, his team is just a flop, which is better than a broken leg.

He stopped speaking, but the eyes of Harvey and Pique were still provocative. Looking at them, Zhao Yaning also added viciously in the player channel, "I finally know why the Catalans were The Castilians are bullied-such a trick, playful, such a nation deserves to be ruled."

"Joy, stop!" Raul stopped Zhao Yaning loudly. In this case, it is a bit close to racial discrimination. On the other side of the passage, the faces of several Catalans were extremely ugly, but Raul and Cassie took Zhao Yaning's arm and dragged him back to the dressing room.

"Joy, don't be so impulsive..."

"They used a botched flop and a slander to make us play for nothing all season! How can I not be angry with such a thing? A whole year, a year!"

"They did a little too much this time, but...but whenever you don't say anything like that, it's easy to be said to be racially discriminated and used by others." Raul patted Zhao Yaning, "If you don't mind If you feel comfortable, don't go to see it. Wait for 45 minutes, and after 45 minutes, we will discuss what to do."

Zhao Yaning shook his head. In the second half of the game, he was still standing at the entrance of the player channel, watching the game proceed.

1-3...This is Eto'o's second goal. After scoring again, he looked extremely excited and was able to score a goal that sealed the victory. This season's league championship is basically in hand.

1-4... This time it's Henry. Henry hadn't said anything during the noise just now, but when it came time to play, he had no reservations. He has been in La Liga for almost two years, but he is empty-handed. Presumably, even if he had doubts about such a victory, he wouldn't say anything.

1-5... Messi again. He was also relatively quiet just now, but the look on his face has always been as expected. He seems to think that such a victory doesn't matter. As long as he can win, it doesn't matter. Maradona's legacy is really deep enough. How many people take the championship as everything? Is it really that good to win the championship like this?

2-5...This is Ibrahimovic's dying struggle. Ibrahimovic is obviously lucky, and Pique and Puyol, who are facing him, have no habit of diving. He has been trying to counterattack, but this is also difficult to do. His temper is getting more and more anxious as he kicks, and he won't be able to control when he doesn't know.

However, the game continues. There is no sign that Barcelona will stop attacking. For them, this is not only a game that decides the victory and the direction of the championship, but also a battle for revenge. They wanted to retaliate against the anger accumulated over the two seasons. Therefore, although the victory has been secured, their attacks showed no signs of stopping. Physical exhaustion and continuous fighting are all secondary. Now what they want is a revenge.

And just after 2-5, things turned around again.

On the field, when Iniesta broke through to the front of the penalty area with the ball, he swept across from Pepe's side. Seeing that he had no room and action to exert his strength, Pepe had already stretched out his foot and was able to grab the ball. , He who was standing outside the penalty area suddenly yelled, swooped forward, and then rolled into the penalty area!

"Penalty! Iniesta fell! This is a penalty! Pepe fouled. He is a butcher. He must have kicked vindictively and injured Iniesta!"

Valdes rushed to the rescue again and rushed directly to the front court, shouting at the referee. On the field, Pepe tried to pull Iniesta up. He pulled Iniesta two or three times in a row, but Iniesta refused to get up. The referee's finger also pointed to the penalty spot.

Penalty, another loss, the sixth loss in this game...

Pepe was instantly angry. At this time, Iniesta in front of him suddenly became so disgusting. He suddenly felt that he had never hated anyone so much. The easy-to-reach champions, the triple crown hopes with the advantage, with the opponent's flops and siege referees, all turned into ashes, and now, they have gained the upper hand, and they are still at the last minute, thinking Rely on a flop to further expand the score and further slaughter your team.

"I didn't foul!" Pepe suddenly roared. Suddenly, he raised his foot and kicked Iniesta, who was still lying on the ground and couldn't get up. "This is a foul! This is called a foul! This is called revenge! This is called kicking, trampling! Malicious foul!"

Iniesta let out a very low roar. Unlike his hoarse voice just now, his voice this time made him shudder. Peppa kicked his back three times in a row, and then added another stepping. Even if it was a fight, it would be a deadly fight.

With his body, it was Iniesta who was a short kicker. Such a thing was simply hurting people!

"What did Pepe do! What did he want to do!"

Pepe was still rushing forward, chasing the rolling Iniesta, and wanted to add a kick. But Ramos, who was as impulsive as him, was not confused this time. He was behind, hugging Pepe tightly, not letting him move anymore. The Barcelona players, who were yelling just now, didn't say anything when they saw the look in Pepe's eyes.

The opponent has already torn his skin...The butcher on the court, no matter how cruel, how can there be such a brutal butcher?

"See clearly, this is called a foul." Peppa himself knows what the consequences of doing this are~www.ltnovel.com~ He walked towards the referee, but still did not forget to say, "Go home and go back." Have a good class. At your level, you dare to enforce the national derby?"

Anyway, the red card was already set, and Pepe didn't restrain himself anymore. He yelled at the referee a few times, vented his anger, and went straight to the player channel. There, Zhao Yaning stood at the player's entrance and looked at him.

"Joy, I seem to be in a big trouble." Pepe, who walked here, lowered his head. Zhao Yaning has always been the one who opposes his use of court violence the most. "I can't help but... I give the ball again The team is ashamed."

"Peipei, great." Zhao Yaning said nothing more this time, "It hurts, it shouldn't be. But thank you for giving a sigh of relief for me. Don't worry, rest assured, it's a big matter for me. Hold it for you!"-

ps: Yesterday someone in the group said that I abused the owner... well, it is indeed a bit. But what I want is to explain that this approach shouldn't be done in this way. I flopped once, and sometimes it destroys the hope of a team for one year. I want to tell people about the harm by describing the harm. However, this is probably the last time I abused the owner before the end of the book. Please forgive me.

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