Chapter 204
"An offside goal!!" The commentator shouted in surprise in the broadcast room, "Real Madrid's previous goal was ruled invalid! This undoubtedly saved the precarious Bayern Munich!"
The score returned to the starting point, and Bayern was still one goal ahead in the second round.
The home fans cheered at the Allianz Arena.
There was an immediate burst of boos and dissatisfaction from Real Madrid. Van Nistelrooy wiped his face, looked at his teammates, and shook his head regretfully.
Raul clapped his hands gently to indicate that they were still cooperating well and they were at least still threatening.
Ramos, Marcelo and others became more nervous. The goal was blown off and their advantage was weakening.
In such a tense emotional atmosphere, Real Madrid's defense suddenly had loopholes again.
Cristiano and Mourinho both stood up from their chairs at the same time.
"Real Madrid's left side was penetrated! Van Bommel again! Long shot from a small angle!! The ball goes in!!" the commentator exclaimed.
This goal seemed both expected and unexpected, as Van Bommel took advantage of the gap in the defense and shot directly.
"Van Bommel scored twice!! The score was tied!"
Cristiano held his head and took a deep breath, staring at the scoreboard on the field with wide eyes, and saw that Bayern's score jumped from one to two.
He was so anxious that he jumped on the sidelines, his facial features wrinkled together, and he looked at Mourinho repeatedly until Mourinho finally said: "Go warm up, Cristiano."
Upon hearing this, Cristiano immediately took off his earrings and ran back and forth on the sidelines to warm up in his substitute vest.
"We saw Cristiano warming up on the sidelines! Is he going to play?" The commentator quickly noticed the situation and said, "Mourinho has just put Cristiano Ronaldo on the field. I wonder if this superstar who just recovered from injury can bring some new excitement to the game?"
Cristiano came on and Mourinho replaced Guti.
Guti ran to the sidelines and lightly high-fived Cristiano, then took the water and walked directly to the chair on the bench and sat down without saying anything.
Mourinho patted Guti, turned around, walked to the chair, sat down and drank some water. He noticed that Klinsmann's face in the Bayern coaching booth became serious, as if he had seen some big trouble.
He turned his gaze to Cristiano who had just come on the field and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.
Looking at the other Bayern players on the field, they were celebrating with joy just a moment ago, but now, one by one, their eyes were vaguely looking towards Cristiano on the sidelines, as if they were afraid of him.
Mourinho had the illusion that he had dropped a nuclear bomb onto the football field.
He shook his head, ridiculous.
As soon as Cristiano ran into the stadium, the fans in the Real Madrid side of the stands shouted "Cristiano!" happily. He did not look at the stands, but turned to Kaka and waved for the ball.
Kaka immediately transferred the ball to Cristiano's side.
After Cristiano ran a few steps to catch up, he stepped on the ball and quickly observed the players around him. From the corner of his eye, he noticed someone coming across from the left side quickly!
Cristiano immediately picked up the ball with his toes and pushed it forward, and at the same time the horizontal tackle followed closely. The Portuguese jumped over it flexibly, and it was almost impossible to tell which foot was in front and which was behind, as the timing almost overlapped!
"Ronaldo reacts so quickly!"
After Cristiano dodged the tackle, he immediately ran forward with the ball in front of him. His thin calves burst out with amazing speed!
"Cristiano dribbled past the defense! Van Bommel's sideways tackle failed to interrupt Real Madrid's attack!" The commentator said excitedly, "Van Bommel, this is an old acquaintance of the Portuguese!"
"In the last World Cup, the Netherlands team set a record for the most cards against Portugal. At the beginning of the game, Van Bommel made the first violation on Cristiano! The fierce midfield master showed no mercy to the young Portuguese superstar, and it seems to be the same now!" said the commentator.
"This is really a meeting of enemies, with jealousy growing between them." His partner laughed when he heard this, "Let's see Ronaldo's attack!"
Cristiano's attack was still interrupted by Bayern's defender after passing the midfield, and he shook his hands heavily in frustration.
Kaka called out "Chris" from a few meters away, and he applauded Cristiano. They coordinated well. It had just begun, just entered the field, and Cristiano brought Bayern a quick offensive show. Even if it was interrupted, Cristiano should not feel upset.
Mourinho leaned forward slightly, his eyes fixed on Cristiano, who was dodging nimbly on the field.
He noticed Van Bommel's tackle just now, and he couldn't ignore Cristiano's reaction speed and skills. He had to agree that Cristiano had indeed recovered well, both physically and mentally. The boy was able to run the entire game.
Ramos noticed the routes and changes of the defenders on the field, especially when he saw Van Bommel. The Dutchman seemed to be aiming at Cristiano. Once Cristiano got the ball in the midfield, he would immediately get close to him. Seeing this, Ramos immediately rushed forward and stared at the Dutch midfielder, preventing the opponent from making close moves.
Mourinho couldn't help but stand up from his seat and walked to the coaching area on the sidelines.
"Cristiano steals the ball from Van Bommel's feet! Ramos cooperates to hinder Bayern's defense! Kaka and Cristiano accelerate at the same time in two parallel lines!"
There was a sudden change on the field.
After Cristiano got the ball, three people surrounded him almost immediately, and two of them were quickly retreating to defense. Seeing this, Cristiano immediately passed the ball to Kaka without hesitation.
He didn't even need to look up, he knew Kaka would be there.
"Cristiano passed the ball to Kaka! Kaka got the ball, and there was only one defender in front of him! Good opportunity!" The commentator said quickly, "Kaka turned around and dribbled past the defender, and went straight into the penalty area! Cristiano followed closely behind!"
"Kaka's position is indeed better! Kaka chooses to shoot directly!" his partner yelled, but then the ball hit the side post and flew out with a distance of only a few centimeters.
Seeing this, Cristiano immediately rushed towards the direction of the ball, shocking the commentator to scream: "Cristiano caught up with the ball! There is still one! Bayern's rear defense must be closed as soon as possible!!"
"Oh my god, can he teleport?!" His partner widened his eyes in disbelief. "He doesn't look like he's in such good shape, it doesn't even look like his first game after just returning from injury!"
"Bayern's defense has already surrounded us! Cristiano's position and angle are not very good, so he made some adjustments! But Bayern's defenders are not for show! The chance to score is fleeting! -"
Just as the commentator was speaking with some regret, Cristiano quickly looked up in front of him, then swung his left foot!
The commentator's voice suddenly stopped, as if his throat was suddenly pinched!
His partner next to him suddenly jumped up from his seat and screamed - "Ronaldo shot from a small angle and long distance!! He shot with his left foot!! The ball went in!!! There is absolutely no problem with this goal! There is no offside!!"
"Cristiano gets a point back for Real Madrid!!"
Cristiano ran to the sidelines with his arms open happily. He turned around and jumped high, and his arms drew a beautiful arc in the air!
The fans on this side of the Real Madrid stands stood up at the same time like waves! Cheers suddenly resounded throughout the Allianz Arena!
Cristiano smiled and opened his arms towards Kaka, who immediately ran up and hugged his lover tightly.
And then, Van Nistelrooy, Benzema, Raul... their teammates all rushed up and almost drowned the two of them.
Kaka took advantage of the hugs and kisses from his teammates. He pressed tightly against Cristiano's neck, his eyes fixed on his lover whose eyes were red with excitement. He couldn't help but laugh and kissed the boy's head hard.
He did not pass the ball to Cristiano when he had a one-on-one opportunity. Under the premise that attacking is more advantageous, he would make scoring points the primary goal. This is a tacit agreement between him and Cristiano. Although the shot unfortunately hit the side post and flew away, he is now particularly happy and proud of Cristiano's goal. Cristiano proved Mourinho's opponent's mistake and also proved his own ability.
"That's great, Cris, that's great!" Kaka said quickly, his palm directly covering the back of Cristiano's head, almost occupying all the space, so that other teammates who wanted to rub Chris couldn't find a place to start.
Cristiano smiled and lowered his head, burying half of his face in Kaka's shoulders and arms, leaving only a pair of extremely bright and excited eyes.
He looked at Mourinho on the sidelines, like a proud, newly grown leopard showing off his hunting results.
Mourinho noticed Cristiano's gaze and he let out a light click of his tongue.
He does have to admit that Cristiano has unique finishing ability.
As the game went on minute by minute, the atmosphere on the field became more and more tense. The fans in the stands raised the flags of their respective teams and sang loudly and tirelessly for their team.
The attacks from both sides entered a white-hot stage, and time began to count down.
The game reached the 84th minute, and there were only a few minutes left before the referee blew the whistle to end the game.
"There are only six minutes left in the game! The current score is Bayern 2-1 Real Madrid!" The commentator glanced at the countdown on the screen and said quickly, "In the first round at Real Madrid's home ground, Bayern lost to Real Madrid 1-2. There are still six minutes left in the game. It depends on whether the two teams can seize the last moment and create a new situation!"
Real Madrid maintained the original rhythm. Marcelo intercepted the ball and immediately sent it to the frontcourt. Cristiano and Raul took turns running and dribbled the ball towards Bayern's goal.
Bayern's defenders did not relax at all. Just when Cristiano passed the ball back to Raul, Lucio unexpectedly intercepted the ball, burst out with amazing speed and launched a counterattack!
"Lucio made a steal! This was a very clever move! Raul and Cristiano Ronaldo, who were focusing on attacking the penalty area, ignored the Brazilian defender who was watching them closely!
Lucio is like a traditional Brazilian player, with good skills and a strong desire to perform! Both explosive power and speed are top-notch! Now even in the final injury time, the speed is still very fast! ”
"Cristiano immediately chased after Lucio! Only Cristiano can still maintain such physical strength!" The commentator spoke quickly.
"He has even retreated to the backcourt! Cristiano chased from the frontcourt to the backcourt to fill in the defensive gap of Real Madrid! It must be said that this counterattack led by Lucio is very threatening! Real Madrid's defenders must cheer up and go all out!!"
"Real Madrid also retreated quickly and aggressively!"
"Bayern advances quickly! It's Ribery! He fakes and gets past Ramos! Van Bommel kicks the ball! Ribery seizes the opportunity and heads straight into the penalty area! Header!!"
"The ball goes in!!! The final countdown of the game!! Bayern Munich defeated Real Madrid!!! 1-2 in the first leg, 3-1 in the second leg and got the ticket to the finals!!"
"This quick counterattack caught Real Madrid's defense off guard, and Casillas was almost fighting alone in front of the goal!"
There was silence in Real Madrid. When the referee blew the whistle to end the game, the entire Allianz Arena was filled with enthusiastic cheers from the home fans.
The main players of Real Madrid who had run all over the field fell to the ground exhaustedly with their hands covering their faces. Cristiano stood there staring at the black and white ball that was hit into the net. He pursed his lips tightly and closed his eyes in annoyance - it was just a little bit more.
Soon, the next second he was hugged tightly by someone, and he knew who it was without even opening his eyes.
"Kaka..." he called out softly.
Soon he felt himself being hugged even tighter. He took a deep breath and buried his whole face in the embrace. He couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears that soaked the jersey on his chest.
Van Nistelrooy and Benzema also walked over slowly, hugged their teammates, and whispered words of comfort and encouragement to each other.
Van Nistelrooy glanced at Chris and Kaka who were hugging each other. He walked over and glanced at Kaka. The Brazilian panted and adjusted his breathing, then closed his arms and just hugged Cristiano a little tighter.
Seeing this, Van Nistelrooy raised his hand and rubbed Cristiano's curly hair, which were only exposed outside, as well as his red ears and neck.
He pulled the Portuguese out and saw the boy pursed his lips, tears hung on his eyelashes, his whole face flushed red, and he lowered his head, tears beginning to fall rapidly.
The Dutchman sighed softly. He knew that the last time they lost the Champions League, Cristiano cried like this. Nothing had changed in the past few years.
He gently grasped the Portuguese's curly hair, held up Cristiano's face and whispered, "Ronnie, okay, I won't comfort you. Just cry if you want. There's nothing to be ashamed of."
He patted Cristiano's head, then glanced at the media who rushed into the stadium and couldn't wait to point their guns and cannons at them. His brows frowned slightly, and then he turned around inconspicuously to block the annoying cameras that were trying to spy and record their embarrassment.
Kaka also noticed it. He took a step forward and stood in front of Cristiano. Van Nistelrooy glanced at him and said nothing.
Cristiano wiped his eyes twice with the back of his hand. Although his eyes were extremely red, he managed to stop the tears. He said to Van Nistelrooy in a hoarse voice: "I hate this."
"I know, Ronnie, no one is always invincible, and the roles of the final scorer will always be reversed. This is football." Ruud said softly, with a little envy and a little sigh in his eyes. "At least, Ronnie, you still have a lot of time and a lot of opportunities to hold this trophy."
Cristiano paused when he heard this, as if he had thought of something, but he said nothing, he just hugged Van Nistelrooy back hard: "Luther, it's not just me."
"It's us." He said in a low voice with a strong nasal tone, raising his eyes to look at Fanny.
Van Nistelrooy met Cristiano's eyes. His eyes with slightly drooping tails looked like a wet puppy, pitiful, but with a light of powerful belief that was inspiring.
Cristiano patted Van Nistelrooy on the back twice, then turned to find Kaka and others.
Fanny rubbed his face and exhaled deeply.
He turned around and saw the Portuguese man whispering something to Ramos, Benzema and others while hugging each other.
He also felt something strange and weird. The little kid in front of him was clearly someone who needed his comfort, but when he turned around and went to other people, he became a reliable pillar to comfort them, as if he had grown up in an instant.
Mourinho looked at the field in silence. He did not listen to the angry curses from the Meilinger on the field, and strode back to the player tunnel.
Florentino sat in the VIP room and watched the field expressionlessly. He had to maintain a fake smile to deal with those capitalists who were no different from him. These people were like blood-sucking worms, but now he became the target of blood-sucking.
"It's a pity, but at least Real Madrid has made great changes this season and the fans have seen the team's progress, which is very good." The person next to him said hypocritically.
Florentino put on a fake smile, glanced in the direction of the player tunnel, looked at the back of Mourinho who strode into the tunnel, and said with a smile: "Everyone played a wonderful game, we saw the sportsmanship, which is the most important thing and what football needs."
"These positive interactions are good, but more importantly, our players cooperated well and followed the tactics." - Florentino said this when facing reporters for post-match interviews.
He lowered his voice, his lips curled up, but there was no smile in his eyes, which made people wonder if he was hinting at something. He continued, "I think obedience is very important in the club because we are a whole. An excellent team must have a high degree of consistency and obedience."
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The commentator in the broadcast room was still analyzing the game. He and his partner shook their heads and said with emotion:
"Even Cristiano did bring goals to Real Madrid, but goals alone cannot represent everything and victory. If Real Madrid wants to win the Champions League, they need more."
"Even if you have Cristiano, but put him on the bench for most of the game and call him on in the last half an hour, it won't change the result of the game much." His partner echoed, "If you have Cristiano, then you should use him for the full 90 minutes. That's the best way to use the Portuguese."
"I agree with what you said, but he did make Bayern very anxious in half an hour." The commentator smiled humorously.
He knocked on the table. "Mourinho may realize that the person he can rely on most is Cristiano. Defense alone cannot win the game. Besides, this is different from before. Real Madrid is not an iron wall of copper."
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