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Chapter 521 Return!san siro prince
Chapter 521 Return!san siro prince
Mahler Gobi!
Mascherano stepped on the goal post, and ten thousand cao Nima galloped past in a mighty way.
In the clearance just now, there was no one on AC Milan's side to press him!
Even if someone interfered, wouldn't it be enough for him to just pass back to Valdes lightly?
Why did you make such a low-level mistake? !
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"How? As I said, you'll have a chance to score."
Long Shute showed off in front of Kaka with a smile.
But Kaka just smiled and hugged him:
"The game has just begun, don't relax."
"Slack?"
Long Shute curled his lips, revealing his white and sharp teeth:
"My show hasn't started yet!"
What are you kidding? !
In front of Barcelona and Messi, when did Long Ritian relax?
What qualifications does AC Milan have to relax? !
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"Barcelona's two defenders made an unnecessary mistake. It stands to reason that they have been working together for a long time. Such a mistake is too fatal!"
Zhan Tianjun shook his head.
Although he supports his compatriot players 100%, as a commentator, his profession requires him to maintain a neutral position as much as possible, so he hopes to see both sides have offensive and defensive, intense and exciting peak matches, not a game A tasteless game that depends on luck to decide the outcome.
Zhang Lu doesn't have so many professional requirements, he can laugh happily:
"Hey, maybe the Barcelona players are too relaxed. They may feel that they are too familiar with the opponent AC Milan and have an advantage in historical battles, so they can't fully concentrate?"
Zhan Tianjun continued to shake his head:
"Now... they should be nervous, right?"
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The Barcelona players were of course nervous, because AC Milan in front of them had clearly shrunk their formation:
Long Shute led Montolivo, Muntari, and De Jong's three midfielders to retreat collectively, leaving only Balotelli and Kaka in the frontcourt.
"That's why I hate Italian teams so much!"
The Spanish commentator uttered a complaint:
"In them, you don't want to see smooth offense and amazing cooperation. All you can see... is only defensive counterattack!"
The Italian commentator was full of praise:
"Immediately shrink the lineup after leading by one goal. With the counterattack masters of the two superstars of Long and Kaka, Allegri has firmly grasped the initiative of the game in his own hands! There is nothing wrong with this tactic!"
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Whether there is anything wrong with a set of tactics will only be known after the results come out.
Today's AC Milan is not qualified to play beautiful football in front of Barcelona, even with Long Shute and Kaka.
Their midfield teammates generally lack delicate skills and a superhuman view of the overall situation. What they are best at is to use their muscles to strangle the opponent's offensive, and then kick a long pass to the forward field... If they want to compete with Barcelona and Arsenal If they changed to pass control like Nana, it would be tantamount to wanting their lives.
The retreating Long Shute will of course face Barcelona's core Messi.
"The exciting moment has come! The head-to-head confrontation between Messi and Long Shute! Is Barcelona's No. 10 breaking through Milan's No. 8 defense? Or is the Chinese captain destroying the Argentine king's attack? Let's wait and see... the ball is broken! "
Zhan Tianjun tried his best to speed up his speech, but he still couldn't keep up with the changing situation.
Although Messi's four consecutive changes of direction this time knocked Long Shute to the ground, he also lost his center of gravity. Long Shute kicked the ball out when he fell to the ground!
The first point of the football was received by Balotelli, but he was firmly behind Mascherano, with no room to turn around.
The Milan striker didn't panic. He stepped on the football and put his heels through his crotch, scaring Xiao Ma to call Pique to help him defend.
But Balotelli held up both hands and stopped the two Barcelona defenders behind him. With a sudden flick of his ankle, he pushed the football diagonally backward with his heels!
Mascherano wanted to chase the ball for the first time, but he stopped for a while because of Bashen's open arms!
Then he watched another red and black light flash past his eyes!
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"Balotelli scored the ball cleverly! Kaka advanced at high speed! Alves was in hot pursuit! Two Brazilian players staged a [-]-meter sprint at San Siro! Who will win the final victory?!"
Zhan Tianjun learned his lesson this time, he didn't dare to pile up complex parallel sentences, but used the simplest adjectives...
Alves was a little surprised.
Born in 1983, he is one year younger than Kaka. As a compatriot from Brazil and a former opponent in La Liga, he certainly knows how difficult the fellow has encountered in recent years. In Alves' memory, this This fellow has already stepped out of the top.
His legs were no longer light and agile because of the injury, and his steps became extra heavy because of the injury...
but……
Alves was horrified to find himself...why couldn't he catch up with him? !
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"Boom, boom, boom..."
The football hit the inner instep of his right foot again and again, and Kaka continued to stride the ball.
The San Siro breeze blew past his ears, and a fresh cool air seemed to flow into his chest.
At this moment, the entire San Siro also became silent, and [-] fans were holding their breath, admiring the former prince galloping in his home court.
Long Shute stood up from the turf. He was watching the last scene of his teammates breaking the goal.
After chasing for more than 40 meters, but still unable to stop Kaka from the inside, Alves finally decided to put a shovel from behind, but just as he was about to strike, Kaka's right foot had already hit the football!
Alves' heart sank directly to the soles of his feet!
The football seemed to be tracked by a tracked missile, and it circled a huge arc from right to left, and fell into the goal from Valdez's finger!
2-0!
Milan No. 50, who ran for nearly 22 meters, slid and knelt near the corner flag area with the help of inertia, and the main stand in front of him burst into overwhelming cheers in an instant!
"KAKA! KAKA! KAKA!"
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"Long Shute steals the ball and instigates the offensive, Balotelli protects the ball and splits the side, Kaka makes a long-distance attack to complete the goal, and the opponent's goalkeeper can only fall to the ground before his pocket shot! This scene, I seem to have seen it a few years ago Seen……"
Zhan Tianjun's voice was the same as before, only slightly trembling:
"I used to be angry with horses in fresh clothes, and I was proud of the world with a smile. After four years of ups and downs, I came back as the omnipotent San Siro prince! Milan fans, are you still holding on? How can you not burst into tears! San Siro prince ! Or their Super Kaka!"
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Only 15 minutes into the game, Barcelona conceded two goals in an away game, which made them a little confused.
Of course they know that Kaka, who returned to Milan, miraculously gradually recovered his form and played outstanding performances in many games, but they are more willing to attribute the reason to the decline of Serie A and the strength of Longshute.
Yes, because the pace of Serie A is slow, Kaka, who is over [-] years old, can score goals in a row.
Also because Long Shute is too strong, Milan's opponents often only use him as the focus of marking, so the liberated Kaka can have so many shooting opportunities.
But when Barcelona actually played against Milan, they discovered to their horror: the video of the Milan game they had watched before...did not deceive themselves!
That Kaka who used to cross Europe...has come back!
And... because of Long Shute's existence, he became even more terrifying! -
In the 18th minute, Abate made a long pass to find Long Shute, and Milan No. 8 directly slanted into the left rib of Barcelona's penalty area.
Can't I let Lao Tzu take a break?
First it was Kaka, and now it is you, Long Ritian, do you really regard my right corridor in Barcelona as a [-]-meter runway? !
Alves cursed in his heart, while frantically chasing after him.
But he can only become the background board again.
When Kaka sprinted before, Alves could follow behind step by step. Although he could not catch up with his opponent, he would not be left too far behind. But when Long Shute sprinted with all his strength, Alves could only watch helplessly. The distance between the two is getting farther and farther...
He doesn't even have the qualifications to put a shovel behind his back!
Seeing that his teammates had been thrown away, Pique had to move to the side to block the in-cut space, but just after he moved two steps, Long Shute pushed the ball behind him with the outer instep of his right foot!
Inverted triangle pass!
Pique's gaze followed the ball to the outside of the penalty area.
He saw a long-haired boy in a red and black jersey approaching with cheerful and light samba steps.
The boy bent over like a bow, and the ball under his feet pierced the sky like a shooting star!
Valdes fell on the goal line for the third time!
3-0!
You just fall there and don't move!
I'm going to shoot a few goals!
(End of this chapter)