Chapter 190
At the beginning of the second half, AC Milan's one-goal lead did not slow down their offensive pace. Attack is the best defense, and this was best reflected in the AC Milan team.
Real Madrid's offensive was barely visible, but AC Milan, in the first 20 minutes of the second half, frequently challenged Real Madrid's goal. Casillas made frequent saves, and everyone was very nervous.
"After Ronaldo's lightning goal in the first half, Real Madrid didn't make any decent attack. Ronaldo was guarded very closely. And as we said before, Real Madrid can't have only Ronaldo on the offensive end." The commentator sighed heavily as he looked at the difficult situation in the game.
"On the other hand, AC Milan, Shevchenko and Ibrahimovic, even if their number of goals this season cannot compare with Ronaldo, they do have excellent offensive capabilities, which is crucial because it means they can share firepower with each other, which greatly weakens the opponent's defense." The partner nodded.
He explained: "As for Real Madrid, when Van Nistelrooy was in the team, Ronaldo and Van Nistelrooy were the two sharp swords of the team. Van Nistelrooy had just won the La Liga Golden Boot last season. His goal-scoring ability was unquestionable, and Ronaldo was even more so."
"But right now, Van Nistelrooy can't play, Benzema can't carry the firepower, AC Milan's defenders only need to keep a close eye on Ronaldo, blocking Ronaldo's ball-handling options and attacking routes, which is equivalent to making Real Madrid a bow without an arrow."
The commentator understood what his partner meant, and he said: "So in the first half we can clearly see that Ronaldo could hardly get the ball for quite a while after scoring the goal, which might make the Portuguese very depressed."
"It all depends on whether the players can make some adjustments in the second half, otherwise Real Madrid's goal of reaching the quarterfinals may still have to be next year."
Mourinho's eyes were fixed on the field. From time to time, he glanced at the time, then at the situation on the field, with a tense face, hesitating on whether to make a substitution.
"Ibrahimovic took the ball and attacked Real Madrid's goal again! Ramos, Pepe and Marcelo can't be given any more chances!" the commentator exclaimed.
Ramos sped up and without hesitation, he flew up and tackled the ball before Ibrahimovic was about to run into the penalty area. Ibrahimovic and Ramos collided directly with each other!
"Ramos committed a tactical foul to stop Ibrahimovic! This is indeed a last resort! But this position is too close to the goal! The referee gave a free kick! This ball is still very dangerous!" the commentator said quickly.
Ibrahimovic took the free kick. He took a look at the goal and the players in front of the goal, and without any hesitation, he shot directly!
"The ball hit the wall! Real Madrid saved! Fifteen minutes left!"
The ball was passed quickly, and Kaka immediately showed his offensiveness after receiving it. He strode straight through the midfield with the ball. Seeing this, Maldini and others immediately sped up to chase back.
They all know how fast Kaka is, this is totally Kaka's forte!
"Kaka is very fast! Benzema and Ronaldo are following closely! Real Madrid is launching a very fast counterattack!"
Mourinho held his breath unconsciously, but the cheers from the audience became louder.
"Kaka breaks into the penalty area! One on one with Maldini! AC Milan's former prodigy faces off against its former captain!" The commentator couldn't help but raise his voice in anticipation.
Kaka looked at Maldini calmly. Maldini lowered his eyes, and his ice-blue eyes were extremely serious and cautious. He knew Kaka very well and was confident enough to stop Kaka's attack.
He adjusted his breathing and his eyes fell on Kaka's ball.
"What is Kaka going to do? Shoot directly?!" his partner said excitedly, "But Maldini's blocking ability should not be underestimated. He is also a very familiar teammate in the past, so this shot will be difficult!"
The commentator suddenly noticed Cristiano suddenly inserted into the penalty area from the outside, and Benzema ran to the baseline. He was slightly stunned, and then realized something: "Wait——"
Before he finished speaking, Kaka pretended to shoot. The goalkeeper flew to save the ball, but the ball went off the post and went straight to Benzema at the bottom line!
"Benzema passes the ball high! Ronaldo quickly moves forward! The goalkeeper is too late to come back! Maldini retreats to the front of the goal to defend! Ronaldo!!! Jumps high and heads the ball into the goal!!!" The commentator spoke quickly without taking a breath.
There were countless changes on the court in a short moment, and all the changes finally ended when the black and white ball was hit into the net.
Cristiano even jumped much higher than Maldini!
When he fell, he rolled on the ground in a somewhat awkward manner. He had no time to get up to look at the ball. Just as he saw the ball lying in the net, his sight was blocked by several figures.
One after another, sweaty teammates came up, and Cristiano didn't even need to stand up. He knew very clearly that Kaka was sticking close to him. He could completely feel the other's body, hot and wet, and it seemed that even the heavy beating of Kaka's heart was very clear.
He buried his head in Kaka's neck, and his lips could even feel the excited beating of blood on the side of Kaka's neck.
He couldn't help but grin and laugh happily. He heard that their heartbeats seemed to slowly synchronize with each other.
"An inverted triangle attack led by Kaka! Benzema assisted Ronaldo to score twice again!! Real Madrid equalized the score!!"
“Everything is back to square one!”
Mourinho waved his arms vigorously and shouted silently, a ticket to the quarterfinals! They still have a great chance!
Cristiano was pulled up from the ground by Kaka. His clothes were pressed and lifted to his chest, in a mess. As his teammates dispersed, the audience on the field screamed and cheered.
Seeing this, Cristiano smiled widely and showed off his beautiful abdominal and pectoral muscles in 360 degrees without any concealment.
Ramos couldn't help laughing when he saw this. He said, "Okay Ronnie, put away your peacock personality!"
"What did you call me?" Cristiano rubbed his arms and put down his jersey.
Ramos grimaced.
The AC Milan players were so upset about conceding a goal that no one wanted to talk, but when they turned around, they saw Cristiano flipping up his jersey to show off his abdominal muscles. Gattuso and Nesta twitched their lips at the same time.
“This guy…”
"How can Kaka stand him?"
"Come on, look at that big white smile of his behind him, Kaka. How worthless is it? He likes it so much."
Several people covered their mouths, complained quietly and ran away.
Ibrahimovic looked at the Portuguese who was proud of equalizing the score and couldn't help but spit in frustration.
In the next twenty minutes, both teams were on high defense and neither side was able to find a way out. The game was played very cautiously and tightly.
Everyone's physical strength was almost exhausted, and even the enthusiasm of the fans on the field seemed to be waning, and the shouts of cheers were not as loud as before.
"If this continues, Real Madrid will be in danger again. AC Milan will soon get a ticket to the quarter-finals with a two-goal away advantage!" The commentator said, "Real Madrid must score another goal to completely reverse the disadvantage! But at the moment, there are too few opportunities. AC Milan just needs to hold on to the current victory."
His partner had the same idea and nodded slightly in agreement.
However, just as the two finished their words, they saw a sudden change on the field -
After Marcelo returned to defense and stole the ball, he immediately passed it to Modric. The Croatian was like a solid moving wall of flesh, and even Gattuso couldn't stop him.
Maldini had a complete view of Modric's movement on the other side, and saw Cristiano already jogging not far away - he was going to pass the ball to Cristiano!
Maldini immediately called upon Gattuso and Seedorf, and gestured to them to block each other.
However, Cristiano was not disturbed at all. After receiving the pass from Modric, he made a sudden stop and turned beautifully under the combined pressure of Seedorf and Gattuso, stepping on the ball and moving his body counterclockwise. After turning around, he quickly and swiftly alternated between his left and right feet to keep the ball firmly under his feet.
Gattuso slid and tried to steal the ball without hesitation, but Cristiano blocked it with his body!
"Facing the pressure from Seedorf and Gattuso, Ronaldo performed a textbook Marseille turn!!!" the commentator exclaimed. This was a beautiful and wonderful move! !
"There's an open space in front of Ronaldo! But at the same time, Maldini is coming back to defend from the side!" His partner stared at the screen, "Should Ronaldo continue to rush into the penalty area with the ball? Is there enough speed and time?"
"Honey, dribbling into the penalty area? This is Ronaldo! This distance is enough!" The commentator smiled and was full of confidence.
The next second, Cristiano kicked the ball directly. The ball flew across a distance of nearly 30 yards across the half court like a heavy bullet, and hit the goal straight and quickly!
AC Milan's goalkeeper flew over and hugged the ball in his hands. However, as soon as he held the ball, he felt its incredible power!
"The ball flew into the net!!! God! Dida had butter hands?! This shouldn't happen!" His partner gasped.
"Replay! Dida definitely caught the ball! But the ball was spinning! With incredible force! It went straight out of the goalkeeper's grasp!" the commentator said quickly. He announced loudly, "Ronaldo! World wave!! A long-range shot scored the third goal for Real Madrid!"
"Ronaldo's hat trick in his first Champions League knockout match since joining Real Madrid!!! It's also his first La Liga hat trick since joining his new club!!"
"He really did it, a hat trick in six games!! Incredible!!! Cristiano Ronaldo! He is the devil!! He did everything!!"
This goal was scored almost at the countdown of the game, and all the staff and substitute players on the sidelines rushed in at once -
This is the fifth consecutive year that Real Madrid has not advanced to the quarter-finals! ! ! And today! ! They are about to break the spell! !
In the last five minutes of injury time, AC Milan failed to replicate the miracle of Cristiano's equalizer, and the entire Bernabeu was filled with cheers like an explosion.
"The referee blew the whistle to end the game. Real Madrid got the ticket to the quarter-finals with a score of 1-1 away and 3-2 at home!! Congratulations to Real Madrid!! Congratulations to Ronaldo for breaking two records in this game!!"
"- Fastest goal! Fastest hat trick! Cristiano Ronaldo! He brought the miracles he created in England with him when he landed at the Bernabeu!"
The commentator's passionate voice almost broke through the eardrums, but whether it was the fans in the stadium or the audience in front of the TV, they all screamed and cheered at this moment!
Ramos ran across most of the field and rushed over excitedly, pressed Cristiano's neck and gave him a big kiss: "Cristiano! God! We're one-fourth!"
He was so excited that his eyes were wet, and he shouted excitedly incoherently, holding Cristiano's neck and face and kissing him hard several times.
Then Raul, Casillas, and Guti on the bench also rushed into the field, and one of them happily jumped on Cristiano's waist: "Great Cristiano!"
Cristiano's face was photographed red, his eyes were bright, sweat hung on his eyelashes, he looked at his lover, while Kaka was stopped by Gattuso to change his jersey.
Cristiano walked over quickly and wanted to celebrate with Kaka, but before he got there, he was stopped by Maldini.
"Cristiano." Maldini called him, took off his jersey and handed it to him, looking at Cristiano, "This game is exciting."
Cristiano was stunned for a moment, then reacted and quickly took off his jersey and exchanged it with the other: “Thank you.”
He patted Maldini's waist gently. He knew what being eliminated from the Champions League meant to the nearly 40-year-old defender. They had one less game to play.
Therefore, playing with all our strength in every game is the greatest respect for them and the greatest enjoyment.
Maldini looked at Cristiano, who seemed to feel a strange sense of comfort and relief from the young boy's caress. Although it seemed a bit weird and discordant for a young man in his twenties, he was sure he felt it.
He paused, said nothing, and just hugged Cristiano back.
When the players thanked the team and returned to the tunnel, the reporters who could no longer contain their excitement rushed in and pointed their microphones at Cristiano:
"Ronaldo! You scored a hat trick in this game and overtook AC Milan! This is the first time in many years that Real Madrid has made it to the quarter-finals! You broke the curse!"
"Did you know you broke two records in this game? The fastest goal and the fastest hat trick! You broke another record Ronaldo!"
"You really did it Cristiano! You even did a hat trick in just four games!"
"What's it like to chase records and break records? Tell us about it! I'm sure it must be wonderful!"
The microphone seemed to be poking Cristiano's eyes, so he stepped back slightly to avoid it.
Mourinho narrowed his eyes slightly and tried to stop the reporter when he saw this, but soon Cristiano took one of the microphones first.
"In fact, I am not following the record." Cristiano curled his lips, looked at the reporter, and raised his thin and sharp eyebrows unceremoniously, "It is the record that is following me."
Mourinho raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this. He touched his chin to cover his face, and pressed down the corners of his mouth, almost unable to restrain the arc that was about to rise.
Ha, that’s quite arrogant. But good. He likes his players to have this kind of bloodiness and aggressiveness.
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