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Time is moving forward every second in this calm and depressing atmosphere.

"Du", "Du", yellow card, yellow card, in just over 20 minutes, Liverpool won two yellow cards again, this is the price they must pay to stop Barcelona's crazy attack.

Kuytra downed Iniesta, and Markin downed Messi. The breakthrough of these two men is now the source of Barcelona's attack. At this moment of life and death, there is no mercy.

Barcelona's Butzkotz and Pique also had no mercy, and they also brought down Maqin and the breakthrough Gerrard.

The noise of Camp Nou has covered the entire Catalonia. Here is their absolute pride this year. They have achieved absolute rule in the country. Now they want to witness the conquest of Europe!

However, the script that should have gone smoothly encountered a touch of bright red, brilliant red, blood red, stubborn red, and red sprinkled with glory.

That was Liverpool, it rose in the Jedi, reborn in the boundlessness, and ran across the present!

Just like an angry mountain, Barcelona tried to climb again and again, tried to climb, but slipped again and again, now they are angry, no longer climbing, but destroyed.

But that mountain is tough and bloody, it is also holding Barcelona, ​​which is about to fly out of the universe, pulling it to the ground, and then smashing it down!

The eyes of the two teams are enemies, and the bayonet sees red. That is an illusion created by time, because no one wants to leave the field sadly at this time.

All that is left for them is twenty minutes.

Even more anxious is Barcelona, ​​because they are still behind, Guardiola can no longer stand still on the sidelines for even a second, constantly shouting and waving.

He already saw a little sweat on his forehead, he was tired, anxious, and even a little nervous. Only when he faced this moment did he feel the reality that he might be eliminated. This word was just a very remote possibility before, never before. Existed in his mind.

Pique has tried to break through countless times, but still failed to break through the aggressive Alonso, Eto'o has been replaced by Bojan, and they have returned to the front-less formation of the last game.

But the three defenders in the Liverpool penalty area did not give him any more opportunities. Agger's up and down made Liverpool's defense line three-dimensional. Now Messi and half of Iniesta can still pose a threat.

Liverpool's defensive attitude is unprecedented, leaving only one Torres to harass the two central defenders near the center circle.

"We need to quickly score the equalizer. The time is getting less and less. In ten minutes, I am afraid that the mentality of the players will be out of balance." Catalonia's commentary has long lost the optimism of the game. The expressions are all over their faces.

Just like the 100,000 people at Camp Nou, if they are recorded with a camera, their facial expression changes from the start of the game to the present can even interpret a person's life, joy, anger, sorrow, madness, and worry to death.

This torn between entanglement and waiting is extremely worrying, there are worries, fears, and expectations.

"Mark, Mark, Bootscutz was prevented by him in the second half and could hardly turn around and could only retreat," Peterson said excitedly. Fall into the quagmire again"

McNamaman looked serious, "Messi suppressed Gerrard in the second half and Mark suppressed Butzkotz. The tactical confrontation between the two teams is everywhere. This is really an extremely tense game. Both teams Can't make mistakes"

"Huh", Messi gasped quickly, because he just broke through Enrique and Gerrard again after closing the door to Alves, and the defended Agger kicked the ball out. The bottom line.

Messi feels unprecedented difficulty and confusion. How many times do I need to break through and score a few goals to defeat such a resilient Liverpool.

"Look at people and see people", "Look at Messi who responds", the shouts of the white players pulled Messi back to the game, and they will continue to attack.

But maybe from the first minute they met, they fell into a big pit, and all the effort after that was to climb up, which was so difficult.

Harvey quickly ran over to take a corner kick. Maybe only then can he get rid of Mascherano and get rid of all his confusion since the two games.

After the last game, the media's criticism of him is still lingering, and he wants to change, but the system is there, and he must be in that position to play that role.

He once again took a tactical corner kick and pushed the ball to Messi. This is the only superstar they can rely on now, and now only personal ability can break the balance.

He also discovered at this time that we can be guarded, and it seems that it is far from that difficult.

"Messi, Messi, he dribbled the ball horizontally and shot..." The crowd in the penalty area was full. Messi did not choose a hopeless cross, but dribbled along the penalty area line and then suddenly kicked up. , A straight spin to the back corner of the goal.

"Above the crossbar", Peterson exclaimed excitedly, "Gerard's pressing once again made Messi's shot return without success, and Liverpool are stepping towards victory step by step."

"A good ball, just defend like this", the Liverpool players shouted one after another. With the success of the defense again and again, they became more and more confident.

Messi shook his head back, "press on, press on, don't back", Guardiola waved anxiously, allowing Pique to press on and the double-backs to press up. The idea of ​​fear of losing the ball was completely anxious. Invasion, they have no choice.

"Persevere, Liverpool, hold on for another twenty minutes, and victory is ours." Peterson seemed to be standing on the sidelines, shouting excitedly towards the camera. The countless hands in the city of Liverpool clasped his hands as he shouted, Issa , Aiming, Peter and countless kops.

They are waiting for a miracle, they are witnessing a miracle, this season is so difficult, they never dreamed that they could enter the European Championship!

Many people were dissatisfied with the score and the situation, the Catalans, Laporta, and Platini, who had been frowning in the second half.

Many people are expecting some subtle changes in the game, unspeakable, but they all have no chance, because it is the ending that no one has expected.

Everyone watched that the black-haired boy on the field was still running, because nothing could calm his mood like running.

The final, the Champions League final, this is the first time he has left it so far. How can he not be excited, how can he remain indifferent, now, where he can reach.

The highest honor of European clubs, the top hall of players, not only him, but all Liverpool players unconsciously began to look forward to it.

So they ran even harder, running on the lawn of the Nou Camp, where they wanted to go to the finish line here, on the largest stadium in Europe, under the witness of 100,000 enemies.

"Alves crossed, good ball, Reina steadily confiscated the ball", now every attack and defense can arouse countless commentators' shouts or sighs.

Barcelona once again returned without success.

Reina threw the ball to Carragher in a low hand. He didn't choose Bigfoot. Liverpool immediately switched from defensive to offensive. No one wanted to stop. Everyone wanted to squeeze the last bit of strength from their opponents. He kicks the dust!

Iniesta and Bojan ran over as fast as they could, looking forward to grabbing the ball right away, and the Red and Blues also pressed on as if they had been ordered.

Alonso ran over immediately and received a pass from Carragher who was about to be double-teamed, but Pique followed him closely behind him. Now Pique has almost become a midfielder.

"Barcelona is pressing on, hold on, Liverpool, let me hold on." The anxious Zhan Jun even came out of the movie lines. At this moment, everyone has reached the ultimate state of selflessness, and his eyes firmly follow the ball. Follow the player holding the ball.

At that moment, countless people were looking forward to it. Although they didn't know what to expect, they knew that the game had not arrived yet and it should be the end point.

Alonso didn't stop the ball, he safely pushed the ball back to Scotter, and then Agger, Agger pushed straight, opening the way to the king and the throne.

At this moment, Barcelona finally can no longer care about what formation or position, all are chasing the ball with all their strength.

It must be Mark Qin who caught the ball. Butzkotz followed him firmly behind him, and the excitement factor began to jump, which was the joy of seeing the light in the end.

He knows this is Camp Nou. Most people believe that Barcelona will stage a big comeback, from fans to Platini, but so what.

"Mark, Mark, he caught the ball." Maybe every kick will become a part of this new history. Peterson is his faithful witness.

I saw Maqin tapping the ball with his left foot, as if he was about to dribble the ball to his front left to cooperate with Gerrard. This is the usual routine of Liverpool's counterattack.

Alves stood ready, Picky, who returned to the back midfielder, stood ready, watching Torres’ Yaya Toure stand ready.

There was no stiffness, his legs were very relaxed, his left foot seemed to stop in front of the ball slowly and quickly, and he immediately knocked the ball from behind to the right.

The sky suddenly opened up, followed by Butzkotz's sliding shovel.

"Cruyff turned, Cruyff turned, the omnipotent Mark, no one can **** the ball from his feet, no one, he passed Butzkotz, he led the ball forward, forward... "Peterson was already shouting, McManaman forgot to speak, Zhan Jun clenched his fists.

There are too many fans in red, yelling, but this is just the beginning of all performances.

"Stop him, stop him," Maqin could even hear Guardiola's hoarse, because he was not far from the sidelines, and Gerrard was like an arrow off the string, even if he ran full of the field, he could still sprint.

Torres made a fake anti-running move, and then immediately retreated, because he saw that Pique was going up in front of Makqin, and he needed himself.

Trust and understanding are sometimes more important than tactics!

His right foot swiftly swept across the rolling ball, with a great range of motion, and Pique's center of gravity tilted to the left unnaturally, and then his left foot quickly bounced on the ball and went straight to Torres who had withdrawn.

"Perfect bicycle shaking, two over one cooperation, Mark is the artist on the field, he is more Barcelona than the so-called Barcelona, ​​he is more than Zidane than Zidane, he just goes...cough cough"

It's just that no one cares about the sudden interruption of the words, no one pays attention to these, because they are watching a great performance.

What is a midfielder? Alonso told him that it was a check and balance. Zidane told him that it was art. Everyone and every media praised him. Maybe he was the next so-and-so.

But what is a midfielder, at this moment he is blessed to heart, I am the midfielder!

"Mark passed the center line, Gerrard and Torres are running back, staggering Pique can not catch up with him, Liverpool's counterattack, counterattack!" McMannerman replaced Peterson, who could no longer speak out.

"Makqin's pass is so wonderful, Liverpool has a great opportunity, he only has to, Mark catches the ball, he..."

"Quickly stop him, stop him." Guardiola is very reluctant to see this picture. At this time, Maqin is even more terrible than Messi with the ball. His passing is unpredictable.

Too many people know, "Shhhhh..." The whole room booed restlessly. Is it fear? Still want to blow the ball away? "I'm going," Abidal gritted his teeth, yelled, and turned back to sprint.

Valdes attacked quickly, ready to intercept this deadly pass, which may form a single pass.

"Woo", this free wind, please take me to fly, this is an inner monologue from the ball.

"Oh, my...", "God...", "my, god", "My God...", everyone was holding their heads in their hands, in disbelief, and the whole room was full of fear.

They saw nothing but the black-haired teenager kicking at the bottom of the ball, and then their eyes followed the ball unconsciously.

The distance of half-time came in an instant, Guardiola suddenly stood still, and Valdes' souls were all gone. He stopped the original forward body alive, and then quickly retreated.

Eyes are wide open, staring at the falling ball fast, using my best strength, jumping, jumping, and again, my god, I can't reach it.

"Woo", that is a sharp sword that cuts through thick clouds, that is a slash that splits into the sky!

Laporta stood up suddenly, Platini stood up suddenly, all the players and coaches on the Liverpool bench stood up suddenly and ran to the sidelines.

It's like looking at the beautiful ~www.readwn.com~ rainbow after the rain. After the rain, it will be sunny and the blazing sun will be in the sky, and then, King’s Landing, Camp Nou!

"King's Landing, Camp Nou!" McManaman broke through the sky.

"King's Landing, Camp Nou!" Countless Red fans shouted, their hands up to the sky!

This great Camp Nou, what it witnesses, will be even greater.

Pique sat down, Messi akimbo confused, and Guardiola, who turned his head, didn't want to see you again.

"Goaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaal......, goalgoalgoal......", countless words shouted the same words at this time, it means, King's Landing, Camp Nou!

The game is dead, the stands are silent, only the king is left, standing for the best...

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