Volume 7, Chapter 334: Red Dot

If before this, Real Madrid fans still felt that the championship was already in their pocket, but now it is lively, not only the Real Madrid fans in the stands did not react, Zidane also did not even have time to react.

Depay suddenly slashed his foot to the ground, watching the ball roll into the goal unexpectedly, Zidane's eyes were stunned.

As a coach, he is still too immature, and he doesn't have the elegant self-confidence when he went to the sky in the Champions League final to seal the throat of Leverkusen with a sword—or he is too self-confident, and he has always stayed in the old club of his player era. In an illusory confidence.

Depay's first goal was actually enough to ring the alarm bells, but Zidane just had a thump in his heart. He didn't think there was any major problem-less than ten minutes to the first half, Real Madrid scored 10 goals in a row. Can't hold on for a minute? By the time of the intermission, he had plenty of options.

However, the facts told him that he did think a little too much...

Now he can only watch Mourinho high-five the players who jumped up on the bench one by one.

The balance of the game was reversed in an instant. Now, how many people still believe that Manchester United cannot be reversed?

"Unbelievable! It's unbelievable! What's going to happen next? We don't know, that's the magic of the Champions League final! But now I prefer to believe in Manchester United...Real Madrid have obviously lost their momentum, the most important thing Yes, Zhou is back, and everything has to start from scratch. Will Zidane have a solution? Haha, even if he puts on a Real Madrid jersey... I think it is impossible, but it is possible for Zhou to guard him, even if he has A twenty-four-year-old body."

"What is a Champions League final? The craziest! The most unexpected! Hahahaha, come on, come on, let this night at San Siro surpass the night in Istanbul!"

Apart from the hardcore Manchester United camp including CCTV He Wei, the neutral TV commentators who occupy the vast majority of the media seats tonight have turned their backs at this moment. Just ten minutes ago, they felt that Real Madrid was close to the trophy.

Never expect the media to remain loyal. Netizens in China jokingly call journalists “prostitutes”—those who want to be a biao and erect archways.

Thank you for the broad and profound Chinese language, and for pointing out the essence in the most succinct and straight-forward way. Now there is such a group of people who are slapping themselves in the face without realizing it, and they are beginning to indulge in the suspense of the restart of the game.

The two sides scored 2:2 at halftime, leaving a lot of room for both sides to adjust.

Mourinho walked out of the coaching bench almost immediately, came to the sidelines and gave the players high fives. He looked at the expressions on the players' faces, suppressed his excitement, and patted everyone on the shoulder: "I just said You can do it! You can do it, but you still need Zhou... Zhou, you are really... Hahaha!"

Isn't Mourinho excited? Now he is over excited.

In the locker room, he directly closed the door and said to everyone: "You guys did a great job in the first half, just keep going! Keep pressing them! Now I will give you time to vent your emotions here, It doesn't matter if you kick the door or find the big guy next to you to take a shot! Give me the second half to play like 0:0! We didn't lead, we just pulled it back, guys, you should know this! Think about it, why After Zhou Shang, two simple passes can pull us back from the cliff? Is he a player comparable to Cristiano Ronaldo? What about you? Is he only a second-rate player compared to Real Madrid players? "

Mourinho's words are really serious. Except for Zhou Tiancheng, more than half of the players present were stunned.

Everyone looked at Zhou Tiancheng. Since the boss had mentioned him, everyone was waiting for Zhou Tiancheng to express his opinion on what to do in the second half.

"What are you looking at me for, Xiaopang, you are the captain, why don't you make a statement at this time? Hurry up!"

Rooney just quit: "Zhou, the boss obviously trusts you more, this is your job, so don't be polite!"

"Ah!"

The atmosphere in the Manchester United dressing room was very relaxed.

As for Real Madrid's dressing room, Zidane is not emotional, but a group of Real Madrid stars are being taught to be red-faced.

"I know very well that as a coach, I'm just a rookie, but even when I was a player, I never experienced such a scene! Once Real Madrid leads, it will only make the opponent feel hopeless! I need you to cheer up Come on, boys, you can be more aggressive. Luka, don’t think that your height is not as good as last week, this is your disadvantage, you can still be more ruthless than him, can’t you?”

Modric is just a typical example. He was the most frequently intercepted in the first half.

Ronaldo didn't speak next to him, and kept clenching his fists.

In the second half, Zidane replaced Isco with Casemiro. This is an offensive and defensive midfielder who mainly focuses on defense. He intercepts in the midfield. Midfield coverage.

In terms of running ability, Casemiro is regarded as a first-class player in Europe, and his physical fitness is not afraid of anyone. Even in the face of Matic, who is tall and tall, he still dares to fight hard.

In fact, Matic is one of the easiest steals. When he overwhelmed the midfielder and was intercepted, Real Madrid could launch a counterattack on the spot.

Kroos directly sent a long pass to the ribs of the left penalty area. Ronaldo once again took the lead and overtook Luke Shaw directly from the inside. When running without the ball, he squeezed the Manchester United left back behind him. It was completely impossible to touch the ball. , only to bury your head in pursuit.

"Cristiano! It's Cristiano again! Facing De Gea...he... still has to dunk, pass!"

Ronaldo is faster than Smalling's defensive speed. He made a leg swinging posture in front of De Gea at the first time, deceiving De Gea's center of gravity. Gea.

"Empty door! Cristiano!!!"

The Madrid TV commentator roared almost hoarsely, but De Gea would not let Ronaldo go out so easily. He straightened his waist and abdomen and grabbed it from behind...

He wanted to catch the ball, but he didn't catch it. Instead, he hugged Ronaldo's thigh and dragged him down.

De Gea is quite experienced, and he raised his hand quickly after being stunned for half a second, but when he turned his head, he saw Kassai walking towards the penalty area, with one hand pointing to the penalty spot, and the other hand began to touch his pocket.

The Hungarian referee showed De Gea a red card! Very visible against the night sky at San Siro.

"Red card! Penalty kick! This is the price of Manchester United, the goddess of victory will eventually favor Real Madrid!" The Madrid TV commentary shouted almost immediately.

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