Chapter 840 Kung Fu Derby (First Update, Please Subscribe!)
On April 27, only three days after the last Spanish national derby, the entire Real Madrid team went to Barcelona to prepare for the first leg of the Champions League semi-finals.
The players of both sides only had three days to adjust. It can even be said that both sides have not completely gotten rid of the influence of the last game, and they need to fight again.
The reason why it is a devil's schedule is not only reflected in the physical level, but also in the high pressure on the spirit.
Whether it is Real Madrid or Barcelona.
These two weeks have been a difficult test for them.
"I'm here again, I really don't like it here!"
No one likes a place where the whole city is malicious to them. For Real Madrid players, Barcelona is like this.
Since arriving at the airport, Barcelona fans have been following their bus and swearing all the way, trying to interfere with the state of Real Madrid players in various ways.
However, they have encountered this kind of thing more than once or twice, and their mentality is relatively calm.
Although they are still a little indignant, they still endure it.
What's more, they still have to face the Champions League semi-finals, which requires them to ensure sufficient state.
When they arrived at the hotel, Mourinho did not arrange any training, but held a tactical meeting at around 3 pm to further let the players understand the tactical content. After dinner, Mourinho ordered the players to prohibit any leisure activities.
This includes watching TV, playing mobile phones, playing games and other entertainment activities.
With the war imminent, any media propaganda and incitement can affect the players' state, and games can interfere with the players' rest, so Mourinho must ensure that the players can sleep well this night to welcome the next day's game.
No one is doing leisure and entertainment activities, the players can only gather together to chat.
And they naturally gathered in Suk's room.
"Tomorrow's game will be another big battle."
"It doesn't matter, we have Suker, as long as he explodes we can win."
Suke rolled his eyes: "Do you think Guardiola is a fool? He suffered a loss once, and he didn't make any preparations this time?"
Srna: "They are prepared, but your explosive performance can indeed affect the situation. It depends on how the coach shows your advantages at that time."
Suke's strong performance is there, which is an extremely powerful weapon.
As the head coach, Mourinho's job is to intrigue with Guardiola, fight against each other, and show Suker's strong side.
As for Guardiola, he naturally doesn't want to see this kind of scene.
But anyway, Real Madrid still has a certain advantage in this regard.
Even if it doesn't work, their overall tactics are not weak, and they can fight with Barcelona.
"I feel like this is the opportunity for Suker to explode. There are two time points to choose from."
Srna; "First, you can let Suker explode at the beginning of the game and directly confuse Barcelona in the opening period."
"Second, just like the last game, wait for the second half, wait until they are a little tired, and let Suker exert further pressure."
Listening to Srna's words, everyone couldn't help but nod.
Only Suker grinned; "Do you think I'm a robot? I can explode as soon as I say it? I have to adapt to the game state first, and slowly mobilize my body and emotions?"
Srna: "I think you can do it!"
While everyone was talking and laughing, Ramos had a heavy expression and felt that he couldn't laugh.
Suker felt this keenly.
After the tactical meeting, Mourinho talked to Ramos alone, and obviously gave him some special tasks.
And judging from Ramos's expression, it is likely to be some dirty work.
Mourinho's extreme exaggeration of the atmosphere of opposition can be said to be that Real Madrid and Barcelona are now at loggerheads.
Suker doesn't think Ramos feels any guilt for doing things like fucking his national team teammates.
In fact, Ramos has long been a little dissatisfied with these guys in Barcelona.
In Ramos' career, the people he fucked the most were his national team teammates.
"Okay, it's 11 o'clock, you should go back to bed."
Suker began to drive people away.
Tomorrow is the Champions League game, and it's time to go to bed now.
Hearing this, everyone began to disperse.
After everyone left, Kaka also got into bed and prepared to go to bed.
Generally speaking, Suker's even breathing sound has been heard at this time, and this guy has a good sleep quality.
But this time he didn't hear it.
Kaka turned his head and found that Suker was sitting cross-legged on the bed, touching his chin, as if thinking about something.
"Aren't you going to sleep?"
Kaka asked.
Suker turned his head; "Don't you feel that the atmosphere is a little wrong?"
"Atmosphere?" Kaka was puzzled.
Suker nodded: "Since the last game, the core of the game seems to have changed, from defeating the opponent to killing the opponent."
Although there is a difference of two words, Kaka still keenly discovered the problem
"In fact, I also have this feeling, as if the players are holding back a ball of fire in their hearts, waiting to vent."
This is the result of Mourinho's exaggeration of the atmosphere of opposition and hatred.
Although there will be such an atmosphere between derby opponents, the ultimate goal is to win the game.
But Real Madrid has indeed changed a bit.
Not to beat Barcelona!
But to cripple Barcelona!
Of course, the fight between Barcelona and Real Madrid, the Spanish local players, has nothing to do with Suker, but the problem is that it cannot affect the result of the game.
Suker is afraid that these guys will be too radical and reckless, and some bad incidents will occur, which will affect himself and the team.
"Be more vigilant tomorrow, especially Ramos and Pepe, you must stop them in time!"
Barcelona lost the league, and now they are holding back a ball of fire in their hearts, waiting to fight with Real Madrid.
Real Madrid has more advantages, and it can be said that this season may create a brilliant record.
At this time, they must not lose their reason and be led astray by Barcelona's anger.
Stabilizing the situation is the key!
The next day, the hot atmosphere continued.
The Champions League semi-finals are coming.
The whole Barcelona is like a powder keg that is about to explode.
After a series of losses, Barcelona has a strong desire for revenge.
In this mentality, their hatred for Real Madrid has become even more intense. Coupled with the exaggeration and advocacy of some media, the two clubs have become incompatible.
It can be said that compared with the Spanish national derbies in history, the current heat has reached its peak.
Kill the Madrid people!
Kill the Madrid people!
Kill the Madrid people!
The slogans at the Camp Nou are full of strong hatred and anger.
The game has not yet started, but it is already a bit tense.
There are even many anti-explosive police and a large number of security personnel in the stadium. They surrounded the away Real Madrid fans and prevented the home fans from approaching, forming a barrier.
But even so, there are still many Barcelona fans who crashed into the barrier, and the situation is extremely dangerous.
Perhaps considering that the game caused the situation to get out of control, several teams of riot police soon entered the stadium to further strengthen the security level.
At the door, four ambulances were parked at the four exits of the stadium, and each ambulance was equipped with an emergency doctor.
This posture is scary.
"Is this going to be a war?"
Srna looked all the way and couldn't help but worry.
This situation has surpassed the derby, and it's almost like a war.
In response, Suk said faintly; "This is almost like a war!"
All kinds of dirty words that have risen to personal insults are heard around him, and there are all kinds of threats, ridicules and curses.
It can be said that under the naked malice of 100,000 fans in the entire stadium, anyone with poor psychological quality cannot gain a foothold here.
In this atmosphere, the players of both sides completed the warm-up.
When returning to the player channel, the Barcelona players stared straight at the Royal players.
The eyes were full of hatred and anger.
In response, the Real Madrid players stared back without showing any weakness. From this time on, the hotness of the game has spread.
"This is the first leg of the 2010/2011 Champions League semi-finals, Barcelona vs. Real Madrid!"
"Three days ago, Real Madrid played against Barcelona at home. After 90 minutes of fierce battle, they won the 33rd round of the league 3:2. This also made Barcelona lose six games to Real Madrid in the past two seasons. It can be said that at this moment, Barcelona's anger for revenge is burning!"
"For Barcelona, this is a game that must be won. Even Barcelona's president Rosell said in a TV speech that Barcelona is in a critical period and they must win to prove their dominance in football!"
"For Barcelona, they can beat any other team, but they want to beat Real Madrid, their national derby opponent, the most!"
"Guys, let's wait and see, this will be a hot game!"
Spanish commentator Gonzalez rubbed his hands and said expectantly.
The strong dialogue + the game full of gunpowder, all of these are stimulating the senses of these melon-eating fans.
They believe that this must be an extremely fierce game.
Suker stood in the center circle waiting for the kick-off, and Real Madrid still took the lead.
Suker took a deep breath and kept telling himself to calm down.
His ears were still filled with boos and insults, but he faded all of them and kept calming his emotions.
Beep! !
At this moment, the whistle sounded.
Suker kicked the ball immediately and ran forward.
Suker ran forward, and Benzema also made a center arrow and rushed directly to the back line.
After receiving the ball, Alonso did not continue to pass back, but faced Barcelona's pressing and directly passed forward with a long foot.
"Alonso long pass! This ball is looking for Benzema"
Bang!
Benzema was about to jump up to catch the ball.
Suddenly, I felt my head go blank, and my vision was horizontal.
What happened?
Benzema was a little confused.
I saw him land heavily.
"Fuck! Fuck!"
Suker had been telling himself to stay calm before, but sometimes emotions cannot be completely suppressed, not to mention in a fierce game.
It was already difficult to control my emotions when facing the insults from all around, let alone witnessing a serious foul by Barcelona.
Puyol blocked Benzema's position, and Pique rushed over from the side, knocking Benzema flying.
Is this football?
This is fucking rugby!
"Fuck it!"
Suker rushed over: other Real Madrid players also rushed towards Pique angrily.
In an instant, the gunpowder smell of the whole stadium was instantly ignited!
"Come on! Fight! What are you afraid of!" Suker's face was ferocious; "Kill them!"
In the 41st minute, the whole stadium was on the verge of an explosion.
Suker was knocked down repeatedly, his shin guards were kicked out, and there was a faint trace of blood on his heels, and this was the result after bandaging.
Messi's mouth was full of blood. He was knocked to the ground by Ramos. I don't know if his teeth were knocked out.
Kaka was also violated continuously.
Iniesta fell down several times.
Alonso left the field due to injury and was replaced by Diarra.
Xavi was also limping, as if he couldn't continue the game.
In more than 40 minutes, both sides contributed 9 yellow cards.
Suker, Kaka, Alonso, Ramos, Marcelo.
Messi, Xavi, Iniesta, Pique.
These players all have yellow cards.
It can be seen how hot this game is.
"Oh my God! This game has exceeded expectations. Shouldn't the referee stop the game and let the players on both sides calm down!"
At this time, Suker just received the ball.
Messi entangled Suker.
Suker hit him violently with his body, and Messi staggered a little, but before falling to the ground, he still tripped Suker.
Both fell to the ground.
The referee blew the whistle again to indicate a foul, but did not give a card, but verbally warned the two.
When getting up, Suker and Messi looked at each other, both of them had the kind of persistence for victory and a trace of anger in their eyes.
The game is still going on, and the fouls are also continuing.
You shovel me, I will knock you down immediately.
The game could hardly proceed smoothly. After 2-3 passes, these fouls would inevitably occur.
The referee was sweating profusely at this time.
This was a widely watched game. Both sides were top stars, and there were also representative stars like Suker and Messi. It was not easy to offend both sides.
Even based on the requirements of the Football Association, for the viewing of the game, he was ordered not to issue a red card.
But if there was no red card, the game would continue!
The good news is that the halftime break finally arrived.
At the end of the 45-minute game, the score was still 0:0. The two teams were "fighting" on the court throughout the first half.
Pah!
Suker spit out a breath of bloody saliva, and then took off his shoes and socks.
There was a hemostatic cotton on the heel, but it had been dyed crimson, and even part of it was stuck to the socks. When it was taken off, it felt a little stinging.
Kaka also took off his socks and shin guards.
The shin guards were covered in blood, and there were even a few small holes that just matched the shape of the studs.
The blood was flowing from the calf, it was unbearable to look at.
The others also had some injuries, but Suker and Kaka were particularly serious.
The striker was kicked.
The defender kicked!
Therefore, the striker is always injured!
"How is Alonso?" Casillas asked.
Faria said; "Don't worry, it's just a sprained calf, it's not a serious injury!"
Hearing this, Casillas exhaled, and then said angrily: "Villa, you idiot! "
Alonso's ankle was sprained, all thanks to Villa.
As a national teammate, you are not required not to fight, but at least you can't play dirty!
When Alonso landed, Villa pushed him, which was a tricky move and affected Alonso's landing position, causing a sprained ankle.
At this time, Mourinho walked in.
He looked around, looking at the miserable state of the players, and his face became even gloomier.
"In the second half, Kaka retreated to replace the defensive midfielder, and Di Maria played as the right winger. Our task is to stabilize the situation and wait for an opportunity to counterattack! Do you understand? "
Everyone nodded, and then the team doctor quickly carried out emergency treatment.
At this time, the door opened.
The referee led the match officials into the locker room.
"Gentlemen, I need to say a few words to you," the referee began his speech seriously.
On the other side, the situation in Barcelona was equally bleak.
Messi had blood-absorbing cotton in his mouth, frowning from time to time, and it was obvious that his mouth was stinging.
There was no such feeling during the game, but after leaving the field, the body cooled down a little, and the stinging became stronger.
The team doctor twisted Xavi's knee, and after trying several times, he waved to Guardiola, indicating that there was no need to change. The game continued.
Iniesta was in the same situation as Kaka, with blood all over his calf.
Guardiola looked at the scene in front of him with a headache.
Although he intended to encourage the players to fight and play more actively.
But he didn't expect the game to develop in this direction.
When the game reached more than 20 minutes, it was basically out of control.
At this time, the door opened.
The referee of this game walked in.
"Gentlemen, I just went to the Real Madrid locker room to persuade them to hold back. This game has gone beyond the victory or defeat of the game. Your actions are too dangerous!"
"Besides, I have also received instructions from UEFA. If the second half of the game continues to get out of control, my judgment will become more harsh, and you will be subject to different degrees of sanctions. I hope you understand that you should not ruin a season's efforts because of one game, okay?"
The Barcelona players looked at each other.
Villa said; "What did Real Madrid say?"
The referee grinned.
Why are these guys all the same?
Real Madrid also asked him.
'Barcelona compromises first, and we agree! '
The referee slowly exhaled and said seriously; "Gentlemen, I am not kidding, you must stop if you still want to win the game!"
The last sentence was equivalent to a threat.
If the game continues to develop like this, it may even make those irritable Barcelona fans make some stupid decisions.
At that time, the club will pay for the fans' behavior!
UEFA may directly sentence Barcelona to lose!
Barcelona players also understand this truth, so they also acquiesce to the referee's statement.
"Very good!"
The referee slowly nodded after seeing this scene and turned away.