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Chapter 180 The Premier League Years Xiang Nan's Fighting Intent!
Vienna's Ernst-HAPPEL-STADION (Ernst-HAPPEL-STADION), at this moment, held its breath——
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!!!!"

"goooooaaaal, Fernando-Jose-Torres-SANZ!!! (Fernando-Jose-Torres-Sanz), great hit!! This lad from the outskirts of Madrid, fulfilled his promise!! He It is the God of War of Iberia!!!”

The Ernst-HAPPEL-STADION (Ernst-HAPPEL-STADION) suddenly boiled, and no one doubted the heat of the excited jumping flames in the hysterical roar of the Spanish commentator! !
The Spanish fans went crazy, Ernst-HAPPEL-STADION (Ernst-HAPPEL-STADION) turned into a sea of ​​red, they followed the Spanish commentator and shouted——:

"Fernando - Jose - Torres - SANZ!!!!"

After scoring the goal, Torres was so excited, he kept waving his fists and galloped all over the field. Following Torres' footsteps, the Ernst Happel Stadium seemed to have moved from the Alps to the center of the Pacific Rim earthquake. The flags are flying, and countless films are shining——
This Spanish man with freckles and blond hair cut like a pudding, with an expression of excitement and happiness on his face, has become the happiest guy in the world! !

Xiangnan felt a salamander sucking crazily in his heart, which made it difficult for him to breathe in his chest. His teeth were clenched tightly. The cool wind from Austria accompanied by slight rain fell on Xiangnan In his neck, he felt a little——
feeling alone! !

This is supposed to be the stage for my performance! !
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Before Spain scored a goal, Donadoni had been sitting firmly on the coach's bench, staring straight at the field. Spain's attacks one after another made Italy's blue battleship seem to be floating in the Mediterranean Sea Donadoni is trying to calm down the small sailboat. He firmly believes that this is the situation that Italy wants. When has Italy not won the victory under such circumstances? ! !
Boom! ! !

A Spanish powder magazine called the Ernst Happel Stadium exploded! ! !
Torres' sudden blow! !

Surprised the Italians! ! !

Donadoni couldn't sit still anymore, he stood up from the coach's bench, ran to the edge of the field, and shouted: "Concentrate on the defense, pay attention to the defense!!! Strengthen the pressing!!!"

Although he didn't know what Donadoni was yelling at his players, Justin in the commentary could see Donadoni's gesture clearly, "We saw that Donadoni was waving The gesture means to strengthen the defense? This is really interesting, has our national team coach forgotten, is it us who are behind now?"

In fact, Justin is used to the Italian national team's style of play, but the strong dissatisfaction made him complain.

After conceding the ball, Donadoni's tactical arrangement is still effective. Italy has strengthened its pressure on the midfield and backcourt, which makes Spain's pass and reception appear certain difficulties. However, the biggest link in Italy appears In the frontcourt——
Perotta's position! !

The Roma midfielder is not a competent No. 9 and a half, he does not have Baggio's skills! ! !
Italy's offense, as soon as it gets near the penalty area, has no way to do it. It can only frequently kick high balls from the side and use Luca Toni's height to threaten Spain. Unfortunately, at present, it seems that the effect is not great! ! !
At this time, the camera on the scene captured Xiangnan on the bench, the only striker in Italy so far.

Xiang Nan didn't seem to notice the camera. At this time, there was a dead ball in the stadium. When Tony was protecting the ball, Iniesta touched him and lay on the turf of the Ernst Happel Stadium, turning white. The lights illuminate the turf of the stadium, making it extremely green...

Xiangnan picked up a mineral water bottle beside him and threw it to Ambrosini who was on the sidelines. Spain's offense relied on skilled passing and receiving, which made Ambrosini tired of defending, even though it was slightly The cool wind in the drizzle, but Xiang Nan knew that the Milan midfielder was also exhausted and exhausted.

The camera shifted from Xiangnan's body to Donadoni's body, as if looking for something, looking for an answer! ! !

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Iker Casillas continued his Martian performance, and Italy's few limited threatening shots were all resolved by Real Madrid's San Cassie.

"Cassano!!! Turn!! Shot!! Iker Casillas!!! Incredible save!!!"

"Luka Toni!!! Header!!! No one knows, why Casillas is holding the ball, at this moment, he is the star of Ernst Happel Stadium one!!!”

Uh... no, there is another one! !

"Gianluigi!!! Buffon!!! Buffon saved Italy, Iniesta's shot was blocked by Gianluigi with his right leg!!"

corner kick! !
Harvey's corner kick was punched by Buffon out of the danger zone...

...

If it weren't for Buffon! !If it weren't for the high resistance of the Italian national team, and Villa's state today is also average, Italy is at least 0:2 behind! ! !
Perotta's performance was still sluggish. Under the defense of Ramos, Italy's midfield metronome was completely frozen. Cassano had to retreat frequently to ask for the ball. In this way, Tony appeared more and more in front. The post is lonely, often the Bayern Munich striker is strangled by Senna and Capdevila as soon as he gets the ball...

This situation continued until the end of the first half of the game——
On the sidelines of the Ernst Happel Stadium, the stadium staff held up a sign indicating 2 minutes of stoppage time in the first half.

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Spain possession! !

This was Spain's last chance to attack in the first half.

The Italian fans in the stands of the Ernst Happel Stadium were already waiting for the referee to blow the whistle for the end of the first half. For the fans from the Apennines half, the first half was simply torture! !

Let that damned pain end! !
In the south stand of the Ernst Happel Stadium, the Spanish fans are still shouting passionately. As long as the Spanish attack does not stop, they will not stop cheering for their warriors! !
Harvey received Senna's pass, adjusted his step point, took two steps, made a low pass with his right foot, and the ball reached Iniesta's feet. The Catalan was very fast and went along the left Dribbling the ball at high speed, a change of direction swayed Pirlo's defense, a ground ball in the middle, and the ball reached Silva's feet.Valencia's midfielder didn't make any adjustments, and just knocked his heel directly. The ball hit the right side of the penalty area, and Senna suddenly went forward! ! !

"It's dangerous!!! Grosso!! Stop the Spaniard for me!!!"

Thomasy's sudden roar, more like a desperate whine, was constantly twitching, the frightened body! !
Spain's sudden force at the last moment, and the continuous interspersed movement, threw Italy's defense into chaos...

Pulling the ball with his left foot, swiping the ball with his right foot, the ball was passed——
"It's Torres!!! He's in!!! Spain's golden boy!! He's in!!!" The Spanish commentator at the Ernst Happel Stadium went crazy.

Torres made a beautiful transformation forward and entered the penalty area. Facing Panucci's attack, he suddenly made an emergency stop, and the ball slipped past the Roman central defender at the right time——
"goooooooaaaal!!!David - Villa (David Villa)!!!! 2:0!!!! Great Spanish lads, you are the best, let the damn 88 years go to hell Bar!!!"

The Spanish commentator is completely crazy. The curse of the 88 invincibility against Italy on Spain is really too heavy. Once the heavy weight is released, he is so hearty...

The Ernst Happel Stadium in Vienna, Austria, which is also the final venue of this European Cup, the red Spanish jerseys are flying, and Villa ran to the south stand of the Ernst Happel Stadium , the Spanish fans cheered their heroes with the loudest cheers and roars——
Iniesta, Xavi, Senna, Silva, Torres, one by one fell on Villa's body——
The Spanish Carnival of the Running of the Bulls! ! !

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The scene cuts to Xiang Nan's body——
Xiang Nan's face flushed because of excitement...

The camera kept changing back and forth between Xiang Nan and Villa, who was being wildly celebrated by his teammates. What did they want to express? ——
Where is the guy who said before the game that he would score a hat-trick and overtake Villa?over there?Ah there? ! !

It turned out that he was on the bench! !

Bench! !

Xiang Nan felt that there was an irritable string in his heart, jumping in Dugu's hands, performing a clown play in front of his eyes! ! !
The rain at the Ernst Happel Stadium began to increase. Donadoni was wearing a raincoat and silently watched the Spaniard's wild celebration from the sidelines. At this moment, in the heart of the former Livorno coach, there was already dead ashes...

In a sense, can the ashes be revived?
At least, Donadoni didn't dare to think about it! !

The cold rain in Vienna poured endlessly on the boiling fire in Nan's heart, and this flame burned more and more vigorously.

Suddenly, Xiang Nan stood up, walked out of the bench, and walked towards Donadoni——
"Mr. Coach, put me on the pitch, I think you need a goal and I'll try to get it..."

(End of this chapter)