Chapter 224
In the second half of the game, Barcelona made a player substitution in the 60th minute, with Sanchez coming on as a substitute.
"Guardiola's tactics are very clear, that is to keep an eye on Ronaldo!" said the commentator. "In this game, the midfielders made a lot of mistakes... Iniesta and Xavi made frequent passing errors. Barcelona urgently needs a player who can stand out like an arrow pointing at the goal, just like Ronaldo!"
As soon as the commentator finished speaking, Xavi took the ball and fired a long shot towards the goal.
The ball hit the goal with great force, then went off the post and flew out.
This time, Real Madrid's defense was much tighter, making it difficult for Barcelona players to organize an attack and enter the penalty area.
When Barcelona failed to enter the penalty area many times, they could only try to score with long shots, but the angle was still off.
"Nice try, at least Barcelona is trying different ways of attacking!"
As the game entered the countdown, Barcelona became more and more impatient.
Real Madrid's bus was impregnable, and at the same time, Cristiano and Benzema repeatedly launched shots at Barcelona's goal, and the goal was in danger of being lost.
Guardiola was obviously no longer as calm and composed as before in the coaching booth. He kept putting pressure on the players, signaling them to press towards Cristiano.
Cristiano is like the anchor of Real Madrid, and around him, goals are scored from multiple points. He can score goals himself and also make wonderful passes to assist his teammates in scoring goals.
Only by blocking Cristiano can Real Madrid be completely silenced.
However, it is too difficult to do this, which is the unanimous thought of every player who has played against Cristiano.
If they want to stop Cristiano, the only thing they can do is to foul him.
The players who received the instructions also exerted more and more forceful movements. Cristiano had his toes stepped on and fell out in a mess, squinting his eyes and curling up in pain.
Puyol came over and held out his hand to Cristiano. He whispered, "Ronaldo."
Seeing this, Cristiano looked up at him, pursed his lips, raised his hand and patted him perfunctorily, as if accepting the other party's apology.
——Even though they all knew how much of it was true.
Kaka jogged over, moved sideways and inserted himself between the two men, using his body to block the other's hand.
The confrontation was quite obvious, causing other players around to take a step forward. However, seeing that Kaka did not make any further moves - perhaps also because of Kaka's usual non-confrontational style - the other Barcelona players did not surround him.
After all, this was indeed a foul, and the referee only gave a verbal warning. But if they had surrounded him and started arguing, no one would be able to say for sure.
Kaka supported himself on his knees and looked down at Cristiano's condition. Seeing Cristiano shaking his head at him to indicate that he was fine, he stretched out his hands and pulled the boy up from the ground.
He glanced coldly at Puyol, then looked at Guardiola, patted Cristiano's back gently and whispered, "Be careful Cris."
"Of course, I know." Cristiano responded, pulling the corners of his mouth, holding Kaka's shoulders with one hand for support, rubbing his feet, and muttering softly, "I'm not afraid of them."
Kaka pinched Cristiano's ear inconspicuously, and he said in a low voice: "You know I don't mean this."
Cristiano winked at Kaka. He certainly understood what his lover meant and he would pay attention.
Puyol glanced over here and shrugged.
Although Kaka's behavior surprised him a little, it was nothing. He noticed that other players of Real Madrid were also slowly approaching, taking advantage of the break to adjust their breathing and rest, and also to comfort the top star who had fallen to the ground.
Seeing this, Puyol turned around and walked away consciously to avoid causing further conflict.
Not long after, Barcelona got a very good attack. Xavi passed the ball to Messi's feet, and Pepe, Marcelo and others immediately surrounded him.
"Messi made a pass! Under the defense of many Real Madrid defenders, he still imaginatively put the ball to Eto'o's feet! This ball is not offside! Very beautiful!!"
"Eto'o shoots straight away!"
"What a pity... the ball went slightly high and missed the crossbar." The commentator shook his head. Barcelona missed another great chance to score.
Guardiola's face in the coaching booth was so gloomy that it looked like ink could drip out of it.
Messi and Xavi all held their heads in frustration at the same time; they were just inches away from scoring a goal!
However, the turning point came in the next second when Barcelona got a corner kick and Iniesta kicked the ball from the corner of the field.
"The ball falls to the front point! Xavi takes the opportunity to shoot straight!" The commentator exclaimed softly, this shot is very powerful!
Ramos clasped his arms and immediately used his body to block the path of the ball. The ball bounced into the penalty area and was quickly kicked out of the penalty area.
"The ball is still there! Pique intercepted it! Pique made another high pass into the penalty area! Messi hooked the ball! He missed!"
"Iniesta quickly scooped the ball out from the baseline and put it into the penalty area again. It was a complete mess in front of the goal!!"
"The ball goes in! Who scored?! The ball unexpectedly rolled into the goal along the ground line! Casillas is too late!"
"There are less than twenty minutes left in the game! Barcelona has equalized the score!! It looks like the game is full of suspense again!" The commentator shouted excitedly, slammed the table and stood up. He watched the replay and saw that Sanchez, who had just come on as a substitute, seized the opportunity and suddenly moved forward, then gently pushed the ball into the goal!
"Sanchez scored the crucial equalizer with his first touch of the ball!! So beautiful!!"
In an instant, Real Madrid was as silent as if a vacuum had been sucked out of it. Time seemed to have suddenly stopped. Everyone watched the number on the score screen jump to 1:1. Only the screams and roars of the fans in the stands made them clearly aware that time was still moving.
Those angry roars were like a tide that was about to engulf the players.
Guardiola happily hugged the players who ran over to him, and they looked so happy as if they had already won the game and the league championship.
He patted his team members, and while everyone was here, he quickly gave instructions -
They have to hold on to the current score. As long as they can tie the score, they still have the possibility of overtaking and winning the championship in the next three games. What they have to do is to maintain the score until the end of the game and delay time as much as possible.
The game passed by minute by minute and the time entered the countdown.
"There are less than ten minutes left in the game! Real Madrid will regrettably go home with a draw this time."
Guardiola watched the countdown and a ball rolled to his feet, giving possession to Real Madrid.
He took a quick glance and saw Cristiano jogging towards him, intending to send the ball as quickly as possible.
He stretched out his foot slightly and pushed it to the side suddenly, and the ball immediately rolled away.
Seeing this, Cristiano looked over angrily. He pushed Guardiola away, who was even blocking his way, and his face turned red with anger.
Damn it, he didn't want to waste even a second here!
Seeing this, the Barcelona players rushed over, shoved Cristiano and shouted, "Hey! Portuguese guy! Get away!"
"What are you doing?!"
“Let go of your hand!”
The players tacitly pulled Cristiano into the crowd. They certainly wanted to delay time as much as possible. For them, every minute and second seemed particularly long, but for Real Madrid, every minute and second was so precious.
Pique didn't expect Cristiano to be involved in trouble in an instant. He was stunned for a second, then rushed forward, along with his quick-reacting Real Madrid teammates.
Kaka ran quickly from the other side of the field, but was still one step behind Ramos and others, and failed to squeeze into the messy encirclement in the first place.
Pique relied on his advantage of wearing a red and blue jersey and his tall stature with broad shoulders. He squeezed into the crowd with a fierce look on his face, as if he was here to help in the fight, while shouting viciously and vaguely: "What are you doing! Get out of here!"
Pepe saw out of the corner of his eye a ferocious, tall, red and blue man with a golden beard rushing into the battle circle. His radar went off and he immediately pushed the man away with force. Then he saw that the man was pushed to the other end by him. He staggered twice before steadying himself and glanced at him quickly with a speechless face.
Oh, it's Pique.
Pepe silently lowered his eyes and continued to stare at the other red and blue men intently - he knew that Pique and Cristiano had a good relationship, so it was an accidental injury on his part, but he was not innocent. Pepe thought to himself, who told him to wear this leather suit?
Pique could only continue to push his way in from the other end. While pretending to quarrel, he pushed Cristiano from the center of the battle to the outside of the crowd.
The quarrel here has long shifted its focus from Cristiano and Guardiola to other things - why they quarreled is not the point at all, Barcelona is obviously just quarreling for the sake of quarreling.
Cristiano was so angry that his eyelids were red. He couldn't stop his teammates who were suddenly provoked, especially Ramos. The anger at being equalized and the fans' mocking boos had already made their hearts feel like they were filled with explosive powder, and what happened just now was like a spark splashing into the powder, which exploded instantly.
Pique pulled Cristiano behind him. He saw Kaka coming over a step later out of the corner of his eye. He then pushed Cristiano away inconspicuously. It seemed like they were arguing angrily, and he pushed Cristiano directly to Kaka's side.
Then he quickly plunged into the business of quarreling, fighting, and helping to fight - this time he was fully focused and serious.
He fought with Pepe two more rounds to avenge the beating he had just suffered.
It seemed like Ronnie just cried again. After being kicked by Pepe, Pique was distracted in his mind and thought that he must have been crying because he was angry. They were going to lose. He was still as crybaby as before. Maybe he should comfort him after the game? Hopefully Ronnie won't take this personally.
The referee came over quickly and gave a yellow card to Ramos, Pepe, the two most aggressive players on the Real Madrid side, and Guardiola.
Guardiola put his hands in his pockets and watched expressionlessly as the referee blew the whistle to resume the game.
Getting a yellow card is irrelevant.
"Injury time! The conflict just now delayed the game a little, so the injury time was increased a little, but it is still too short for Real Madrid!" the commentator sighed.
Cristiano took a deep breath and looked at his other teammates. Di Maria and Alonso were standing not far from him on both sides, panting. They looked tired and weak, as if they had already accepted the end of the game. He turned to Pepe and the others. His good friend nodded at him, looked at him firmly, and made a gesture from a distance.
Cristiano knew they still had hope, because no one could determine the final outcome of the game until the last second.
He ran hard and fast on the field, like a savage leopard, tearing apart Barcelona's organized defense and scattering them.
"Pepe steals the ball! Marcelo passes the ball to Kaka! Kaka dribbles the ball quickly and pulls the defense line on the side!"
"Compared with Benzema, Kaka's impact is still very outstanding——"
"Kaka passed the ball in an arc to the front of the penalty area! Cristiano accelerated and suddenly rushed forward! He broke through the three defenders and got a single shot!"
"The linesman didn't raise the flag, it's not offside!!"
"Cristiano shot directly from a small angle! The ball! It went in--!!!"
"Incredible!!! Cristiano scored the winning goal against Barcelona in the last seconds of injury time!!! God has descended!!! Regained victory for Real Madrid!!"
"An imaginative pass from Kaka! Ronaldo made a strong breakthrough with his personal ability and shot the ball! Valdés was completely stunned by Ronaldo's attack!"
After scoring the goal, Cristiano ran to the sidelines and looked at the fans who were screaming at him crazily - some were cheering and celebrating, shouting Cristiano's name as if he was their savior; some were angrily cursing, shouting his name as if they were chewing the bones of their blood enemy.
He ran to the fans and pressed his palms down: "Calm down, calm down."
He knew very well what kind of energy this goal created at Camp Nou, like a comet hitting the earth. Those crazy fans might tear their home team apart and eat them up after the game.
And then there are the Real Madrid fans, who will probably treat them like royalty tonight.
These extreme and intense emotions surged over him more violently than the tide.
He pressed his palms down again and called on the fans in the stands to shut up and calm down.
Kaka rushed over and hugged his boy tightly at the first opportunity. Cristiano was caught off guard and his feet were completely off the ground.
The moment Kaka picked him up, Cristiano no longer felt those surging extreme emotions.
He seemed to be enveloped, and all the sounds were drowned out by Kaka happily whispering his name in his ear.
He subconsciously hugged Kaka's back, and the next second, Ramos, Raul, Di Maria...
attack
Even Mourinho and the assistant coaches on the coaching bench rushed up frantically, lifted Cristiano up and threw him high into the air!
"Real Madrid defeated Barcelona 2-1!!! With this, Real Madrid has secured the league title in advance!! Congratulations to Real Madrid!" the commentator shouted excitedly.
His voice was hoarse from the series of yelling just now!
Who would have thought! ! Barcelona was thwarted by Cristiano's clean goal in the final seconds? ! This is even more incredible than fiction! !
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