Chapter 246
After Van Nistelrooy was injured, Cristiano has been in the team's starting lineup, helping the team reach the semi-finals of the King's Cup and then qualify for the group stage of the Champions League.
Cristiano and Benzema have almost become Mourinho's fixed lineup, and the two of them are performing more and more in harmony on the field.
Although Benzema's shooting efficiency cannot match Cristiano's, he quickly found his position.
If Kaka can serve as the organizer of the midfield and the promoter of the offense, then Benzema is like the most deterrent shadow gun in front of the penalty area. He not only makes people guard against him, but also acts as a wingman, making exquisite cooperation for Cristiano's final blow.
——This does not mean that Benzema has given up his position as a shooter. He is wearing the No. 9 jersey, he is a striker and the spear of Real Madrid, but he just clearly realizes that he can't do what Cristiano did, he can't compete with Cristiano's results, so he chooses to do something more suitable.
He followed Cristiano around the field, memorizing his every move, every little movement and habit, just as Cristiano did.
He is the one who can most clearly feel how familiar Cristiano is with him. Every assist Cristiano puts at his feet is within his comfort zone. They cover each other and assist each other.
Benzema knows that what he is doing now is just a return of favor, and Cristiano has done much more for him than that.
In the 17th round of the league, the points difference between Real Madrid and Barcelona in the standings was nearly ten points, with Barcelona at the top of the list.
Such a result made all Real Madrid fans and senior management very dissatisfied. Therefore, the head-on confrontation between Real Madrid and Barcelona in the next round of the league was extremely stressful for all the starting players of Real Madrid.
The game was played at Real Madrid's home stadium. The Bernabeu hung their rectangular tifo all over the stadium, like a white ocean. Cristiano's giant number seven flag was planted on both sides of the player's tunnel, fluttering in the evening breeze on the field.
In this game, Kaka was rested and sat on the bench, Alonso, Modric and James occupied the midfield, and Marcelo, Pepe, Ramos and Varane guarded the defense line at the back.
Cristiano quickly hugged Kaka before the game and whispered in Kaka's ear with a smile: "When I score a goal, I will run over to celebrate with you!"
Kaka curled his lips when he heard this. He nodded heavily, hugged Cristiano back, and hugged him slightly hard: "Okay Cris."
"What are you two whispering about? It's time to go on stage." Marcelo came over and quickly bumped Cristiano's waist, jokingly saying, "Come on."
Cristiano responded and quickly ran back to the team with Marcelo. He looked in Kaka's direction again and grinned at him.
Ramos poked his head in the team: "Why do you always leave the team without permission to look for Kaka? What did you say?"
"I said, 'I'm going to score today,'" Cristiano said, winking at Ramos.
Modric stood behind him and laughed softly. He shook his head slightly and said: "This is very Cristiano, isn't it? But I believe it."
Cristiano laughed and hugged the Croatian. He pointed to his chest and said, "Luca, just trust me."
Modric nodded. In fact, during the season he played for Real Madrid with Cristiano, he had long been accustomed to accepting this - trust Cristiano, and then they won the game and the championship.
This is the current law of Real Madrid.
The game begins!
Real Madrid, wearing white home jerseys, was like a white army, attacking Barcelona's goal from left to right.
As soon as the game started, the competition for the ball on the field was extremely fierce, and Barcelona's several attacks to put pressure on Real Madrid's frontcourt were extremely dangerous.
Although Messi is not tall, he is very flexible and fits in front of Ramos and Marcelo, and he dribbles the ball past Real Madrid's defense several times and heads straight for the penalty area.
"Messi shoots! Casillas makes another god-level save!!" the commentator shouted, and saw that Messi's shot was directly confiscated by Casillas.
The Spanish goalkeeper, who had been trained countless times with Cristiano staring at him, was now lying on the ground with the ball in his arms. He took a few breaths to suppress his panic. He was used to dealing with powerful shots like Cristiano's, and it had to be said that this was also a great improvement for him.
He held the ball steadily in his arms.
He quickly got up with the ball in his arms, yelled at his teammates to line up again, and then kicked the ball after they were basically in place.
However, not long after, the ball was intercepted again and returned to the Real Madrid goal.
"Real Madrid seemed to be suppressed throughout the first half! The ball was almost always in Real Madrid's half! This is undoubtedly a huge test for Real Madrid's defense. Real Madrid is too dangerous!"
As soon as the commentator finished speaking, a figure rushed into the penalty area.
"Messi passed the ball in front of the goal! Xavi shot and scored! Barcelona broke the deadlock in the first half at the Bernabeu!!"
The commentator yelled, and the white human wave on the field was more like boiling water bursting out of a pot - the kind that would splash and hurt people - even through the tall buildings and glass in the distance, one could hear the anger on the field outside.
Real Madrid was one goal behind, Mourinho stood on the sidelines with his lips pursed, his hands clasped across his chest and he said nothing. Behind him were overwhelming accusations and pressure, but he took it all in.
His eyes fell on the players running quickly on the court. He let out a breath and looked at the time. The game had just begun.
Modric quickly led a counterattack with the ball. He passed the ball to Cristiano. However, the moment he kicked the ball, he regretted it. He should not have passed the ball directly to Chris. There were at least three players in front and behind the opponent!
Sure enough, as soon as Cristiano got the ball, Pique and Alves quickly surrounded him, and Cristiano was almost prepared. As soon as he touched the ball, he stepped back and knocked the ball directly to James, without letting the ball be intercepted.
Alves stretched out his foot to try to block Cristiano's pass, but it didn't work. He bent his calf slightly and knocked Cristiano backwards.
Cristiano immediately lost his balance and sat back, but it was obvious that they were attacking at the moment, so he did not complain to the referee. After falling, he quickly got up and immediately ran to the frontcourt to provide support.
As the team pressed forward, Pepe noticed Alves' endless small movements. He frowned, feeling that Cristiano was being targeted.
After getting the ball, James broke through from the left side.
"James takes the ball! This Colombian rising star has performed very well in Real Madrid during this period! He has gradually been given more starting opportunities on the field! Look at how he handled this kick!"
"James made a high shot from a small angle and sent the ball directly into the penalty area! Ronaldo quickly made a feint forward and attracted the attention of the Barcelona defender! Good opportunity! Benzema was waiting for an opportunity in front of the penalty area! He quickly headed the ball forward!"
The commentator spoke very quickly, and the ball was headed directly out by Benzema and hit the audience stands behind the goal.
It was an excellent opportunity, with a wide field of vision and angle. Even the opposing goalkeeper and players on the defensive line were attracted by Cristiano's forward run, and the defensive intensity against Benzema was greatly reduced. However, such an excellent scoring opportunity was missed, and Benzema almost fell to the ground in frustration.
God, there could never be a worse time than this. He thought painfully in his heart.
Countless fans booed him loudly, even throwing paper balls and plastic bottles at him. On the Bernabeu stadium, he was judged and mocked like a sinner.
Cristiano was stunned and frustrated for a second. This ball was indeed a great opportunity to equalize the score in the first half, but it was not the only one. He quickly cheered up and then noticed that Benzema was still kneeling on the ground, so dejected that his face was almost invisible.
Cristiano noticed the insults on the field that wanted to trample them into the mud. The love and support of these fans was like a twisted relationship. The fans loved them, but also knew how to easily hit them with words and destroy their confidence.
He quickly pulled Benzema up, hugged the frustrated Frenchman tightly, and whispered in his ear: "Karim, look at me, listen to me, this is just a missed shot, this is normal, we will have the next chance, you will score, we will all score, and we can win."
"Don't listen to them, just let them shout, we are the masters of this game, do you understand?" Cristiano's voice gradually sounded.
James and Bale also ran over. When James heard Cristiano's words, his eyes lit up slightly. He looked at Cristiano and saw that man turned to the thousands of fans on the stadium. He raised his index finger at those people and repeated it many times, signaling them to be quiet, to stop booing, and to stop the crazy mocking of Benzema.
James even felt inappropriately that Cristiano's action of stopping the fight was like what kindergarten kids would do when they were quarreling, and it had no deterrent effect at all.
However, the fans at the Bernabeu gradually quieted down.
In the first half, the referee gave three minutes of injury time.
Barcelona's one-goal lead did not reduce their attacking intensity, but Casillas made another successful save.
"Casillas kicked the ball with a long foot! The ball went straight to the midfield! Cristiano successfully won the first point in the midfield! The ball was passed back to Alonso!" The commentator breathed a sigh of relief, Casillas saved Real Madrid's goal again.
Alonso was like a conductor in the midfield. After he got the ball, he calmly moved it in small movements.
Cristiano was already familiar with the opponent's ball path. After transferring the ball to Alonso, he immediately accelerated and ran directly from the midfield to the opponent's frontcourt.
"Alonso made a long pass! There was no unnecessary movement! Directly connected to Ronaldo!!"
"Ronaldo grabbed the ball in front of the penalty area, but two old acquaintances, Pique and Puyol, stood in front of him again!"
"Ronaldo did a bicycle kick, and the ball fooled Barcelona's defense in front of the goal!"
"An accelerated disguise! Ronaldo passed Puyol! Directly shot the ball!! The ball was sticking to the grass! Ronaldo pressed the ball line at a tricky angle and shot it directly into the blind corner of the goal!!! Valdes guessed the route correctly! But the ball brushed against his goalkeeper's gloves and still went into the goal!"
"This kick!! The extreme speed and angle!! Ronaldo's shot was completely based on his personal ability!! Alonso's accurate long pass helped the goal!! Real Madrid scored a goal in the first half's injury time!!"
Cristiano had no intention of celebrating after scoring the goal. He ran into the net quickly, fished out the ball and kicked it immediately.
The race against time during injury time is like engraved in our bones.
But soon, the referee blew the whistle for the half-time break, and Cristiano slowly stopped.
Benzema, James, Alonso and others all ran over, as if they were going to make up for the goal celebration that was interrupted by Cristiano, but their speed was not as fast as Cristiano, and they could only watch Cristiano run straight to the bench.
"Oh, he must be going to find Kaka, no need to ask." Marcelo walked over slowly, glanced at James and others who were still looking at the bench, and said casually.
Alonso touched the tip of his nose and said with a smile: "I can't stand this guy. He has to run to the bench to celebrate, right? I wonder if he will go if he scores again in the second half."
"It depends on whether you can stop him first." said Marcelo.
Alonso: “…”
James smiled, showing some interest, and said eagerly: "If Chris scores a goal in the second half, I will definitely give it a try."
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