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Chapter 249 The Champion's Heart Belongs to Andre's Legend! ! !

Chapter 249 The Champion's Heart Belongs to Andre's Legend! ! !

It's not easy for Xiang Nan at this time, the game has reached 85 minutes, and after nearly 90 minutes of running without hesitation, Xiang Nan's physical fitness is close to exhaustion.

Breathing in the air with big gulps, the hot and humid air of Rome, breathed into the lung cavity, and did not feel cool, but felt so dry with mouth and tongue, it felt like the lungs were going to be scalded...

However, the desire to score goals is like the horn supporting Xiangnan's final attack, which vitamin is playing the highest-pitched strings...

The sweat on his forehead accidentally dripped into his eyes, and Xiang Nan felt his eyeballs burning hot and uncomfortable. At this time, O'Shea had already stuck to Xiang Nan's side.

Almost subconsciously, Xiang Nan made an emergency stop, stepped on the ball on the spot, and at the same time used his left foot as a supporting foot, turned around halfway, and the corner of his eyes had already caught Drogba who suddenly advanced on the right, Xiang Nan did not After hesitating, he rubbed his right foot, and the ball crossed a wonderful arc, passed over O'Shea's head, and flew to the right...

Almost at this time, Xiang Nan also supported the ground with his left foot, leaned forward suddenly, and ran towards the penalty area...

'Didier! ! !It's all on you……'

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Drogba suddenly retreated, shaking Evra away from him. At this time, the ball also arrived, and the Ivorian monster jumped high, facing the ball, and slammed it with a header...

"Beautiful header ferry!!!! Andre got the ball..." Mr. Wilson couldn't help but roared! ! !
really! !
very beautiful! ! !
"This is simply a textbook striker coordination..." After the game, "French Football" commented on the cooperation between Xiangnan and Drogba this time...

Xiang Nan was advancing at high speed, his eyes fixed on Manchester United's goal. At this time, Drogba's header ferry also came over——
The ball is very ingeniously ferried, and it happens to be between Manchester United goalkeeper Edwin van der Sar and Xiang Nan...

Van der Sar chose to attack when Drogba ferried the ball over. A sudden sprint to the south, thrown away...

Gallop like the wind! !
The black hair is running at high speed, raised high;
Xiang Nan almost gritted his teeth and completed this short-distance sprint...

Wheezing, wheezing...

Almost at the moment when the ball fell, Xiang Nan raised his right foot, and the instep of his right foot was deftly on the bottom of the ball, and he shot a lightly...

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'AND—REA—WINNING! ! ! ! ! '

'AND—REA—WINNING! ! ! ! ! '

'AND—REA—WINNING! ! ! ! ! '

Chelsea fans, who uttered the happiest notes as they headed south into the penalty area, are now enjoying the artistry of this talented player...

……

Van der Sar has done his best! ! !

However, the Dutchman was really helpless with this ball. The shot to the south was very ingenious. The ball passed almost from Van der Sar's left hand side, deftly crossed over, and then fell like a perfect falling leaf, the ball fell... …over the goal line…in the net, bouncing…

"ggggggggggggoooooooaaaa-l!!! AND-REA!!!!!! Goal in!!! Goal in!!! God!!! 4th goal!!! Andre in the final of the European Champions Cup In the middle, he scored four yuan alone?!!! This young man has created history, this is simply an incomparable feat!!! This is Andre's legend!!!!"

"I don't know what words to use to describe this young man... But what is certain is that Andre will be unique on this planet, and his achievements are simply incalculable..."

Both Mr. Wilson and Lineker, the legendary shooter in England history, have been completely conquered by the blue No. 9 player running on the Olympic Stadium in Rome at this moment...

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Xiangnan is going crazy...

Xiang Nan didn't know what he was doing at all, like a happy child who didn't know how to vent, yes, a crazy excited child...

Just like that, on the pitch like crazy—
running wildly——
Running almost hysterically,

Tears that can no longer be concealed,
Like a fountain,

Flowing down the cheeks...

Perhaps because he was tired from running, Xiangnan stopped, plopped, and fell on the green grass...

Rolling like a child on the Olympic Stadium in Rome regardless...

"I succeeded!! I did it!!!" Xiang Nan just repeated this sentence, he was really excited, this feeling of making history is simply incomparable...

Drogba also ran towards the south frantically, and the huge body of the Ivorian monster pressed up towards the south...

"Didier, I did it... I really did it..." Xiang Nan grabbed his partner's jersey and shouted, "4 goals!! Hahaha!!!"

"That's right, Andre, you did it, you did it... You are simply a fucking genius... Andre, you are simply amazing..." Drogba is also sincerely happy for his partner, the Ivorian elephant He is a very loyal guy. Since the relationship between him and Xiangnan changed from hostility to friends at first, Drogba has become one of Xiangnan's best friends in the team...

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at this time---
The Chelsea fans in the north stand of the Olympic Stadium in Rome are already celebrating with emotion, the blue ocean, shoulders crazily, making a sound like a tsunami... They are singing loudly——
"Chelsea!!! WE-ARE-THE-CHAMPION!!!"

"Chelsea!!! WE-ARE-THE-CHAMPION!!!"

This is the dance song of champions! ! ! !

This is a one-act play for the victors...

And the Manchester United fans in the South Stand have completely lost their voices, and some fans have even shed unwilling tears. Xiang Nan's goal at this time has wiped out the last hope of Manchester United...

At this moment, on the big electronic scoreboard at the Olympic Stadium in Rome, this almost dazzling score has been faithfully recorded——
'Chelsea 5:2 Manchester United, time 88 minutes! '

In the VIP box, Joanna was already weeping with joy. Tears of happiness burst out of her eyes again. Joanna didn't know how many times she shed tears tonight...

'Andre, you're such a bad guy,... you always make me cry...'

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Manchester United assistant coach Mike Phelan (Mike-Phelan) was almost full of disbelief. He looked at the Chelsea player who was celebrating wildly in the stadium. Xiangnan's body...

The hair is a bit fluffy and messy... On the face that still looks excited, a little bit of grass is stained...

Xiang Nan lifted his jersey and rubbed it vigorously...

"Alex, is the game about to end?..." Manchester United assistant coach Mike Phelan (Mike-Phelan) whispered almost in the most frustrated tone...

However, he didn't wait until he returned to...

Almost immediately, Ferguson sat on the coach's bench, "Mike, yes...it's over..."

The face of Manchester United's godfather was full of unwilling wry smiles and depressed expressions...Suddenly, Ferguson felt uncomfortable. This scene was so familiar to him and his disciples. A year ago, It was this young man who snatched away the championship that belonged to Manchester United... A year later, this young man did the same thing again,...

The difference is that he won more thoroughly...

Ferguson's eyes hesitated for a moment, and he turned his head to the Chelsea bench, where Scolari was clapping excitedly on the sidelines...

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At this time, no one went up to protest that the Chelsea players celebrated for too long...

The Manchester United players have lost their last fighting spirit...

"5:2!!! This is an unbelievable score. Chelsea can already look forward to their club's second UEFA Champions League trophy... This is also the first team to defend the title since the Champions League was restructured... ...Congratulations to Chelsea, congratulations to Andre...congratulations to Lampard..." Mr. Wilson was already ahead of schedule, and he couldn't wait to award the 'Big Ear Cup' to the blue shirt battleship...

In fact, at this moment, in London and around the world, there are already countless Chelsea fans celebrating... No one would think that in the remaining 5 minutes or so plus stoppage time, Manchester United What hope do people have to equalize the score...

'BIUE-IS-COLOUR!!!!'

'FOOTBALL-IS-GAME! ! ! ! '

'BIUE-IS-COLOUR!!!!'

'FOOTBALL-IS-GAME! ! ! ! '

Loud and loud singing resounded over the Olympic Stadium in Rome...

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Scolari turned his head and said something to the bench——
"Scott, there is no time to warm up, you are ready to play now... You don't want your European Champions Cup final game time..."

Sinclair was almost stunned for a moment, and then reacted after being reminded by Wilkins, and took off his coat excitedly...

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PS: Call for a recommendation ticket...

(End of this chapter)

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