number one striker

Chapter 199

After seeing De Rossi walking down with regret, a thought suddenly flashed in Mourinho's mind.

There is still a chance in this game!

In the final analysis, it was De Rossi, the brown sugar who had been sticking to Motta, which caused Inter Milan's poor offense.

As long as Motta can be liberated, the rest of the positions will naturally see the light through the clouds and fog, and penetrate your Roman defense.

Baptista stood beside Motta and continued to press him.

This guy has a ferocious face and superb muscles, like a top beast waist no less than Vieira.

However, this guy is an out-and-out offensive player, whoever says he is a defensive midfielder is in a hurry.

With such a contradictory player marking himself, Motta didn't know how to deal with him.

But time does not allow him to think too long, plus injury time may only be 13 minutes, Motta must find a way to deal with Baptista.

The task that Ranieri gave to the Brazilians was very simple, that is to keep a close eye on Motta.

"You can foul if necessary, but you must start as soon as possible."

Motta received the pass with his back to Baptista and he felt the pressure coming from behind him quite heavily.

How could this guy have so much strength.

Motta gritted his teeth, stepped on the ball and slammed it backwards, then turned and passed by himself.

Baptista's reaction was very quick, but it was not the correct answer.

If it was De Rossi, he would definitely choose to hold Mota in the first place and try his best to block his progress.

As a result, Baptista chose the speed race, and didn't even think of interfering with Motta.

Motta, who was not hindered, fell to the ground and shoveled the pass, giving the ball to Sneijder who retreated.

Sneijder controlled the ball and spun in a circle, knocking out Baptista, who was actively returning to defense.

Taking advantage of this effort, Motta got up and accelerated, received a cross from Sneijder, and threw away Baptista.

"Oops!" The Brazilian cared about grabbing the ball and didn't see Motta's position at all.

Ranieri dropped a water bottle on the ground, splashing himself all over.

"Didn't you tell him to look at Mota carefully? Why did you lose him all of a sudden?!"

Baptista chased back in a hurry, his speed was quite fast, and he really stopped Mota.

However, in just a few seconds, Motta found a loophole in Rome's defense and went straight behind Celise.

Riise, who had a strong desire to attack, wanted to steal the ball and launch a counterattack, but unexpectedly, his opponent grabbed his sore foot.

Eto'o caught the ball before it went out of the baseline, observed a step, and chose to switch back.

Cassetti and Caesar took off at the same time, neither of them got a bargain, and the ball bounced back outside the penalty area.

Sergio signaled his teammates to press out quickly, Juan turned his head to look for the ball, but saw a blue and black figure appearing in front of the ball.

"Snyder volleys the goal!!"

Elisa's voice woke up a drowsy old man in front of the TV. This loyal Inter Milan fan was old and lacked energy, and fell asleep at halftime.

Hearing this voice, the grandfather woke up suddenly, and saw the scene of Sneijder's heavy artillery attack being saved by Sergio.

"Fucking shot!" The old man got agitated, and his dentures fell out.

Caesar was in an offside position and did not dare to move.Eto'o was also offside, so he could only watch the ball slowly roll to the middle.

"Sergio saves the ball! Juan wants to clear! Milito! A diagonal stab from Milito! A kick!"

Sergio couldn't react in time, and he didn't save the ball in a hurry.

Juan immediately turned around and complained to the referee, but the referee didn't know, so he looked at the linesman.

The linesman ran to the middle circle!
No offside!

The Colosseum was in an uproar!
"No problem! There is no problem with the goal! Milito ran wildly to celebrate! Inter Milan equalized the score!"

The old man was looking for his teeth all over the place, when he heard this sentence he suddenly raised his head.

"Hunger than hungry?! Oh my god! What kind of ball did Mi Xihou compete in!!"

"Damn it!" the furious Ranieri rarely cursed, he didn't expect Baptista to "help" the team lose a goal just after he came on the field.

Mourinho calmed down at this moment, the game immediately entered stoppage time, and there was still time to score 3 points!
The Inter Milan players thought the same way, and Zanetti hurriedly called everyone back to their positions, and they wanted to win Roma before the end of the game.

The premature lead made it difficult for the Romans to accept the current score, and the disappointment of the fans was beyond words.

"What the hell, how did you get equalized?"

"De Rossi's injury was too untimely."

"Baptista hurry up and get out! Will you defend?!"

However, the Romans had no time to scold their mothers. After the game restarted, Inter Milan launched a fierce offensive, and the momentum of hitting Huanglong made Sergio panic.

"Hurry up and get out!"

In the tense situation, Roma fans finally understood a truth.

They may not even be able to keep the current unsatisfactory draw.

Because Inter Milan pressed up like chicken blood.

As mentioned earlier, on-the-spot performance is as important as absolute strength.

And now, Inter Milan, who has the upper hand, has clearly crushed Rome.

The entire Roma team, where the captain and vice-captain were absent, was a bit lost. Even though Ranieri yelled at them to calm down, all the players were impatient to clear the ball at their feet.

"That's the momentum! Get rid of them!"

The old man finally found his dentures, straightened up from the sofa excitedly, and looked at the screen with a pair of cloudy eyeballs.

"Grandpa, I finished my homework, can I watch the game?" A little girl carved in pink and jade ran out from the back room, holding a notebook in her hand.

"What a shitty homework! Hurry up and watch the game!" The old man picked up his granddaughter and put him in his arms.

"But Mom said"

"Let her eat shit!"

"Caesar received a pass from Sneijder! Can he help the team change the score?"

Caesar has been very uncomfortable late in the second half. Cassetti and Bridger made him unable to stop the ball.In desperation, Caesar had no choice but to retreat to respond, and distance himself from Cassetti.

It's much easier to deal with one person now, and he dials the ball sideways to open the gap.

Bridget thought he was going to smash the ball 90 degrees and continue to touch the bottom line, so he didn't follow.Just such an opportunity, Caesar seized it and cut inside to the penalty area.

Brigitte, who knew he had been cheated, hurried to catch up, and Baptista also left Motta behind to make up for it urgently.

Caesar shook his shoulders twice in a row against the Brazilian, which caused Baptista's center of gravity to become unstable.Bridget caught up, and the three of them staggered. Caesar made a gesture and then dribbled the ball horizontally.

Caesar was too fast and too deft.

Baptista was deceived by him, and Bridget was also deceived.

"Caesar sprints! Do you want to speed up the bottom? No! It's an inside cut! Baptista was cheated!"

Ranieri ran to the sidelines with his hair flying in the wind. He waved his arms and shouted: "What are you doing?! Don't let him shoot!!"

Sorry, since Caesar can persist without shooting for 45 minutes, he can also hit the red heart with one shot.

"Caesar hit the goal!! Sergio couldn't catch it! The ball hit the goalpost! It bounced into the net!! 3:2! Inter Milan overtook!!!!!!"

(End of this chapter)