number one striker

Chapter 413

"The slow-motion replay shows that Abeloa missed Caesar! The moment Saul shot, Caesar shot out from behind Abeloa! And the Spaniard didn't respond!"

Arbeloa's face turned livid after making a mistake. He didn't expect that he would be slapped in the face so soon.

After Caesar shot into the net, he immediately held the ball out.

"One more! One more!"

Adrian wanted to give him a hug to celebrate, but now he also ran back.

Simeone didn't show any excitement either. He walked around pulling his waistband, checking the time from time to time.

On the scoreboard, the number 3:3 is very eye-catching.

And the same goal was scored by both sides. Ronaldo and Caesar dominated the game. After your side sang and our side came on stage, neither of them would bow to the other side.

Ronaldo thought he had the chance to win, but now he was stimulated by Caesar's goal and began to desperately ask for the ball to attack.

He already has unlimited fire rights, and when it comes to the critical moment of the game, everyone is willing to let him bear the responsibility of the final blow.

"Real Madrid took the ball from the side! Cristiano Ronaldo leaped high! He hit the ball! Courtois saved the ball! Benzema made a follow-up shot! Oops! The kick was smashed! Atletico Madrid escaped again!!"

"What the hell!" Ronaldo yelled directly this time, and he looked at Benzema's back with dissatisfaction. This is the second empty goal of the game!
Are you not wearing shooting boots today? !
Benzema, who knew he was wrong, didn't dare to answer, so he could only walk back with his head sullen.

Missing this opportunity, Real Madrid's players were a little discouraged, and Atletico Madrid got up instead.

If one survives, there will be future fortunes.

Although they have never heard of this ancient Chinese saying, they still know the similar truth.

Gabi gave the ball to Saul, and Marcelo saw Ronaldo's eagerness and was also anxious. For the sake of his good friend, he stepped forward a bit rashly to press down.

Instead, Saúl waited cunningly for him to go first, and then flicked the ball, and Marcelo was passed by him.

"Saul passed Marcelo! Continue to accelerate!!"

Las Diarra came running to cover and Saul flicked the ball across to Vidal.Seeing that there was no good chance, the Chileans split the side to Caesar.

Felipe Luis ran up, and Caesar used his running to knock the ball inside. He was blocked by Alonso halfway and could only be forced to pass back.

Gabi controlled the ball and gave it to the other side.

Atletico Madrid is so backwards, Real Madrid's defense is extremely tight, and they can't attack.

The time passed by like this, and one minute of stoppage time had passed, and Atletico Madrid hadn't found a chance to score.

"Damn, what is Simeone doing?! If you can't win Real Madrid, don't even think about winning this year!"

"Okay, it's good for Simeone to bring the team to this point, why are you so demanding."

"What did you say? Failure to win the championship is a failure!"

"You fake fans!!"

"You are a fake fan!"

In bars big and small in Madrid, Atlético supporters watched anxiously on TV, down beer by glass, but the team just couldn't get it going.

Real Madrid will have retreated across the board at this time, and will not give Atletico Madrid a chance to attack.

"Never mind! Go straight to the high ball!!" Gabi gave the ball to Saul, and Godin and Miranda also ran up to compete for the header.

"Godin headed the goal!"

"Casey saves the ball!"

"Woo—————————!"

There was a loud sigh from Calderon, but then the cheering sounded louder again.

Everyone stood up from their seats and stared at the court.Courtois signaled his teammates not to kick off, and he also ran up with long legs.

"Even Courtois gave up goalkeeping! In order to win, Atletico Madrid has put in all the bullets!!"

"The corner kick is taken!!"

"Pepe hit the ball!"

Pepe cleared the ball, and Courtois hurried back. As a result, the second point was taken by himself, and he continued to stay in the Real Madrid penalty area.

"Louis directs the ball towards the goal!"

Caesar was in ambush at the back point, watching the ball fly to his side, and Ramos jumped high again, exerting strength from his waist and abdomen, pushing the ball out of the penalty area.

The ball fell behind Saul, Real Madrid players all pushed out, Atletico Madrid players also moved to the penalty area line in order not to be offside.

"Saul ready to kick!"

"No! He dunked the ball! Wiped Marcelo!"

"Again!"

Saul rubbed the ball to the back point, and Costa and Pepe in the middle were entangled, and both of them fell to the ground, and neither of them could touch the ball.

Adrian tried his best to take off, but he was disturbed and watched the ball pass by.

He turned his head in despair, only to see a thigh wearing a red sock flying over, before Cassie blocked the ball.

"Caesar clicks on the door!"

"Cassie didn't touch the ball! Cristiano Ronaldo made a clearance on the goal line! He didn't even kick it! He flew into the net with the ball!"

"The goal! The goal! The last moment of the game! Caesar kicked the ball into the goal! Caesar killed the game! Atletico Madrid beat Real Madrid 4:3!!"

Suddenly all the Atletico Madrid players went crazy, and Simeone was particularly exaggerated. Wearing a suit and looking quite neat and gentlemanly, he rushed into the field and celebrated with a solid kneeling.

Boggs led the players on the bench to the sidelines, and Caesar uprooted the corner flagpole and held it high with his right hand.

Leon ejected at the moment of Caesar's goal, and then hugged Fidel hard, almost strangling his son to death with excitement.

Ronaldo sat in the goal with a face of unwillingness. He was only a little bit close to touching the ball, but it was this little bit that made them lose the game.

Atlético's celebration went on for a long time, and they didn't walk away from the corner flag until the referee intervened.

When passing by Aveiroa, Saul couldn't help laughing again, and Aveiroa could only get angry there.

Mourinho replaced Higuain to make a last-ditch effort.Unfortunately, there is so little time left for them.

When the referee blew the whistle for the end of the game, Calderon shouted the name of "Caesar". Caesar, who scored four goals today, is the well-deserved king of Calderon. He successfully helped the team surpass Real Madrid in the standings and regain the top spot.

Florentino in the box had a wry smile on his face. He couldn't remember the name of the last player who scored four goals against Real Madrid.

Atletico Madrid Chairman Cerezo tried his best not to laugh, and shook hands with Lafayette very politely.

Florentino could only try his best to maintain his demeanor. Before leaving, he took a last look at the stadium. Caesar was being carried by Vidal on his shoulders, and he was receiving cheers from Calderon fans.

Caesar
(End of this chapter)