road to victory

Chapter 279 The game is not over yet!
"Why pull him, let him go!" Fan Shang also saw this, and felt a little anxious for Mijatovic.

At the same time, Fan Shang also explained to the UEFA officials beside him, "Look at that number 9, the one who bumped into our players on purpose just now, this time he wanted to have a physical conflict with our players, their captain stopped him gone."

Following Vincent's finger, UEFA officials also saw the situation, did not speak, just shook their heads.

The threat of this free kick was not great. Sanchez dragged his old body and barely grabbed the first point, but he didn't control the position of the goal, and the ball flew high out of the baseline.

Panucci failed to break through twice, and when he asked for the ball for the third time, both Seedorf and Redondo selectively ignored it.The two made a cross, and finally Redondo hit a long shot.Although it hit the goal frame, Chilavert still hugged the ball, but Chilavert did not hug the ball all at once, but let the ball bounce on the ground first, and then dared to hug it, which also shows The power of Redondo's shot this time is not small.

Fan Shang just wanted to make another phone call to ask Luo Er, but when he looked at his watch, it was less than 5 minutes before the intermission, forget it, let's talk about it when the time comes.

One minute before the end of the first half, Mijatovic took the ball at the front of the Bordeaux penalty area, and Ducourt marked it. Mijatovic accelerated and wanted to break through Ducourt's side, but he did not have the strength to control the ball , The trip was a bit big, and I felt that I might not be able to catch up.

So, the moment he passed in front of Dakota, Mijatovic staged a scene of high platform diving without any physical contact with Dakota.Dacourt, who raised his hands up, was completely shocked when he saw Mijatovic jumping up and falling on the grass. Mijatovic's acting skills are simply as if there is a leg in front of him. tripped him up.

The referee was completely blocked by Dacourt's body and couldn't see anything except Mijatovic falling, so Real Madrid was awarded a free kick from outside the penalty area and Dacourt Kurt is shown a yellow card.

"Sir, you can see this completely in your eyes. This acting skill is inferior to the Palme d'Or in Cannes, and the Oscars are no more than that." Fan Shang was already furious, and Mijatovic was almost breaking through. Fan Shang's bottom line, one or two times is fine, but this family flops every time, and the movements are not clean.

The UEFA officials nodded their heads approvingly this time, then shook their heads and sighed.

This time the free kick was about ten meters before the top of the arc, which happened to be within Carlos' range.Fan Shang's heart was in his throat at this time, Carlos's outer instep was too threatening.

There were three people standing in front of the ball, Carlos, Raul and Hierro. After the referee blew the whistle to signal the restart of the game, Carlos started to take his small steps, but Raul was the first to start the ball with a light touch. Pushed horizontally, at this time Hierro rushed up from behind, kicked the ball heavily, and the ball whizzed and flew to the center of the goal. Chilavert dared not hug it with his hands, so he could only punch the ball out of the baseline .

"Huh..." Fan Shang let out a breath of foul air when he saw the ball fly out of the baseline, and was about to suffocate. "Why did Hierro take the penalty? Where's Carlos?" Vincent wondered, and then looked at Carlos. He had been standing still until Hierro's shot was completed, and Carlos slowly moved towards the outside of the penalty area. move.

"It's interesting." Fan Shang whispered.

At this time, Real Madrid's corner kick had been destroyed by Song, and then the referee blew the halftime whistle.

"Shall we go to the bathroom in the player tunnel?" Vincent asked the UEFA officials beside him.

The brother didn't speak again, he just nodded and got up, walking in front of Fan Shang.Fan Shang smiled in his heart, it seems that yesterday's thoughtful service played a role.Of course, there are certain reasons for Mijatovic's explosion of acting skills in the first half.

After arriving in the player tunnel, the UEFA official plunged into the referee's lounge. It seemed that he thought that the referee's penalty scale today had once again slapped UEFA in the face.

And Fan Shang was thrown there, so Fan Shang soon entered the dressing room in Bordeaux.

When Vincent entered, it was the same as before the start of the game. Luo Er was explaining the tactics, and what he said was the same as before the start of the game.Fan Shang found another reason why Luo Er did so badly as the head coach. When it was time to pour chicken soup, you were talking about tactics, and no one had the right timing.

"Gnot, you stop first, I have limited time to say a few words." Fan Shang actually has plenty of time, but in order to give Luo Er a step down, he still found a reason that he didn't have enough time.

"Okay, Fan Shang, tell me quickly." Luo Er stopped the pen in his hand.

"Your defense was very tight in the first half, very good," Fan Shang first affirmed the performance of the players, "Andrei, you have no objection to sacrificing for the victory." Fan Shang turned around and apologized to Shevchenko eyes.

"Boss, I can't wait to play in Amsterdam now!" Shevchenko shouted, and the other players laughed too.

Vincent's face instantly became ugly. He remembered the famous Istanbul night in history. It is said that when AC Milan led by 3 goals in the first half, it was Shevchenko who took the lead and opened the champagne during the intermission. Celebrate the championship in advance.

But at that time, Shevchenko was in full swing, and the head coach had nothing to do with him, but now Shevchenko is a new star who has just risen to fame, and Vincent wants to kill this kind of thinking in the cradle.

"Is the game over? Has the score been set? Have we advanced to the final?" Fan Shang asked three questions loudly in succession, and his voice overwhelmed the laughter of the players.

Hearing Fan Shang's unfriendly tone, the players below all stopped laughing and looked at Fan Shang one by one.

"Can you answer me the question just now?" Fan Shang asked again, his voice almost shouted. "Andre, can you tell me?"

"No." Shevchenko was full of smiles just now, but now he doesn't dare to speak anymore, and just said in a very small voice.

"Nothing? Make it clear. I asked three questions, and you answered them loudly." Fan Shang didn't want to let him go. Today's chicken is Shevchenko, and this is also to cure his problem, so as to save Then there will be other things.

"The game is not over, the score has not been set, and we have not advanced." Shevchenko said in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)