number one striker

Chapter 397 Caesar's Attack

Chapter 397 Caesar's Counterattack

"It's been 30 minutes in the second half! There are only 20 minutes left before the end of the game! Can Atletico Madrid, which is one goal behind, still equalize the score?"

Guardiola's team controlled the game with ease, and after Atletico Madrid adjusted the lineup to 4-5-1, they quickly launched a press in the midfield.In this way, there is much more space left for Barcelona forwards.In desperation, they can only adopt foul tactics to hinder Barcelona's attack.

Fortunately, the referee's whistle was relatively loose in this game. Vidal and Gabi fought for several fouls, but they didn't get a card.

This made Guardiola a little dissatisfied. When Gabi brought Messi down again, he protested loudly towards the field.

"Obviously Guardiola is very dissatisfied with the referee's loose whistle-blowing scale. If the referee is stricter, maybe Gabi and the others will have been sent off."

Simeone fanned the flames and yelled: "We have already called us for a foul, what else do you want?!"

Guardiola ignored his provocation, and pressed his hand to signal the players to stabilize the rhythm.

Boggs covered his mouth and said to Simeone: "Barcelona's way of controlling the ball is really disgusting, so we have to think of a way."

Simeone nodded. Saul ran for the whole field and couldn't run anymore. He turned around and called Adrian, ready to make a high pass.

"Atletico Madrid made substitution adjustments! Adrian replaced Saul!"

Saul was a little frustrated when he saw that he was replaced, but he ran down very quickly without delaying the team's time.

"You are doing very well, take a good rest." Simeone patted Saul on the shoulder. Even if the game is lost, Saul's performance is commendable.

"Luther!" Adrian came on stage and brought Simeone's latest instructions. He pointed to the position on the right side and motioned for Caesar to pass.

"Oh? Caesar switched positions to the right, and Diego came to the left!"

Abidal was overwhelmed by Saul in this game, and now there will be another Caesar, which really makes him uncomfortable.

Guardiola is also uncomfortable. There is only one Adriano who can use him. The key is that he has been in poor form recently. What should he do if Caesar pops his pants upside down after he goes up.

Or let Abidal do it again?
However, Guardiola didn't know that Caesar had kept his strength until now, and there were less than 20 minutes left in the game, which was enough for him to sprint with all his strength.

"Barcelona is still in control! The link between Xavi and Busquets! Busquets through to Cuenca!"

Sanchez has long been replaced by Cuenca, and Guardiola can't stand his uncooperative behavior on the court.

The Chilean was very frustrated. He wanted to prove himself once, but ended up stealing nothing.

"Cuenca faces Juan Fran! Pass back! Fabregas to Cuenca! Cuenca wants to break through!"

"Get out!" Fran saw the opportunity and kicked the ball away.

Cuenca is still too young, what he should do at this time is to control the rhythm, not launch an attack.

"Fran intercepts the ball! Vidal receives the ball! The big foot is transferred to Diego!"

In an instant, two Barcelona players rushed up. Diego had been prepared. He saw Caesar on the opposite side, passed the ball across the half court, and found Caesar accurately.

This is what Simeone needs Diego to do, use the pass to tear apart the opponent's defense and speed up the attacking rhythm of his side.

Abidal extended his foot and missed the ball.He staggered a bit, unable to keep up physically.

Caesar noticed this keenly, and immediately after receiving the ball, he swung the ball away and accelerated his sprint.

"Caesar broke through Abidal! The French can't keep up!"

Seeing that Caesar was about to rush into the penalty area, Abidal made up his mind to foul.As a result, I cramped in the last step and fell to the ground in pain.

"Foul!!" The Barcelona bench jumped out in a hurry and yelled at the fourth official.

The fourth official glanced at them, do you think I'm blind?
"Caesar entered the penalty area! Costa and Adrian squeezed ahead!"

There were too many people, and Caesar couldn't find a safe pass point at all.

That being the case.

"Caesar flicked the ball! Walk towards the middle!"

Puyol left Costa and forced Caesar, and he must not be allowed to hit the goal in this position.

Caesar resisted Puyol with his right hand and hit the goal with his left foot.The Spaniard tried his best to put the shovel, but Caesar's move was just a feint.He dunked the ball behind him, shaking Puyol away.

"Caesar dunks Puyol! Mascherano rushed out to defend!"

Brother Xiaoma looked at death as if he was at home, Caesar raised his right foot, made a fake shot and dunked, and his left foot followed up with the ball that was dunked by his right foot, and gave it a light push.

"Fried meatballs! In such a small space, Caesar resorted to fried meatballs!"

Valdés didn't expect that Caesar could pass two people in the penalty area, and he passed two in one breath, and it was too late to attack again, so he could only watch him push the ball into the dead corner.

"The goal is scored! Caesar helped the team equalize in the 78th minute of the game! A perfect individual performance! He played the entire Barcelona defense line by himself!"

The excited Adrian rushed forward to give Caesar a big hug, but the kid dodged short and ran into the goal to pick up the ball.

"There's still time! Let's score another goal!"

Adrian was taken aback, watching Caesar running over like a wind.

"Good shot!!! Amazing, Caesar!!" Fidel jumped up from his seat, and he didn't care whether Oliveira was beside him, and he jumped more happily than anyone else.

Oliveira was also too excited to hold back, and kept repeating "It's amazing! It's amazing!"

Simeone leaned back slightly when Caesar dunked Puyol, and he almost fell back to the ground after he passed Mascherano. It was not until Caesar scored the ball that he suddenly turned around and punched the air in celebration.

"Damn it! These 8000 million flowers are so worth it!!" Boggs tossed his long hair back and forth, with an unbelievable expression on his face.

"Let's see, the camera is on Messi. These two super players each contributed a wonderful performance. Now the score is 2:2. Who will be the one who decides the result of the game?"

Guardiola looked at the scoreboard with some regret. If he hadn't hesitated so much, the goal might not have been scored.

There is no other way but to let Pique, who has just returned from injury, play.

This was the only way to stop Caesar, and Pique returned to the center, allowing Puyol to pull to the side.

At this time of the game, Atletico Madrid will definitely play high, and replacing Pique will also help the air defense.

"Barcelona made a substitution! They replaced the cramped Abidal with Pique! The game came to the 82nd minute, who will be the final winner?!"

(End of this chapter)

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