The referee blew the whistle to end the first half, but Heinze was still arguing with the referee. At this time, the linesman who had a stern face before smiled. He patted Heinze's shoulder soothingly and walked away vaguely.
You are so naive, boy. The penalty has been awarded. The referee's decision is like spilled water, it is impossible to take it back, do you understand?
The Anfield stadium cheered and gave their players applause generously.
The message board is still discussing the Torres goal that was influenced by Ivan:
"Did you see Torres's aggrieved expression?"
"I've seen that, too. I feel like their friendship is on the verge of breaking down."
"I don't think so. Look, Torres is walking towards Ivan."
"If it weren't for Ivan's impartiality, I would have thought that the two of them would have reached some consensus in private."
The players from both teams entered the tunnel. Of course, the obvious contrast was the heavy silence on one side and the lightheartedness and joy on the other side.
Away from the public eye, these Liverpool players, who were tense before, started laughing when they were in their most familiar room.
As long as it's not a fight, the referee won't care. The players and referee team of both teams went their separate ways and went into their respective rooms to talk in private.
Before turning the corner, Torres glanced quietly in the direction of Ivan, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself. Although he knew that referee uniforms were not as popular as players', he still wanted to reserve them in advance, just in case someone else got there first. He remembered that there were players in Real Madrid who had a good relationship with Ivan.
But he didn't have time to say anything, as he was led into the locker room by the team's big brothers.
Ivan went back to the referee's lounge to change his clothes and wanted to go out for a walk. Compared to the few toilets in the lounge, the ones outside were more spacious.
...The main thing was that the referee started making a phone call as soon as he entered the locker room. Alvin overheard and heard some family matters, probably about his son getting into trouble at school or something like that.
It’s so confusing, let’s go out.
Then he ran into Torres in the bathroom. The blush on the opponent's face had not yet faded. He changed into a clean jersey and tidied up his somewhat disheveled appearance caused by the collision during the game. His nosebleed stopped. He looked like a sporty boy next door. It was impossible to associate him with the ferocity with which he dribbled the ball on the court.
Torres didn't expect it to be such a coincidence that the two people's eyes met and then looked away at the same time.
Ivan pushed open the door and said silently: "..." I thought there was no one in the bathroom here, but I met an acquaintance even when I went to the bathroom.
To be honest, he doesn't like the feeling of taking off his pants and peeing with other people = =
Originally, Alvin didn't think it was a big deal, but when he was in Chelsea's first team, that group of people (especially Cech) liked to shout and compare sizes when going to the toilet, which made people lose interest in solving an important matter in life.
But I’ve seen it all, and I can’t just pretend nothing happened and walk away. So the two of them took off their pants at the same time without any awkwardness.
What do you do if you meet someone you know at this time? If they stand too close, it will seem weird and awkward. If they stand too far away...if you don't know, you would think there is a conflict between these two people.
Fortunately, Torres was a well-behaved young man. He said nothing and quietly solved the major issue in his life.
The two of them solved the problem quietly and washed their hands quietly. While washing their hands, Torres finally spoke hesitantly: "Ivan, can you wait for me after the game?"
Ivan raised his wet face, water drops dripping down: "Hmm?"
Torres' eyes sparkled: "I watched your previous game, and I saw you exchange jerseys with Manchester United's No. 7. I wanted to do the same." If he hadn't seen Ronaldo and Ivan exchange jerseys, he wouldn't have known that it was possible to exchange jerseys with the referee.
Of course, there are people who exchange jerseys with referees, but they are rare, and usually only with the head referee. It is even rarer to exchange with the linesman. And to show respect for the referee, if you want to change with the linesman on duty, it is best not to cross the referee. The last time Ronaldo asked Rooney for help, it was very smart.
Torres has decided to ask the captain for help later.
The two of them walked back together, turned a corner, and the visiting team's locker room was a few meters ahead. Before Torres could react, Ivan heard the noise coming from across the wall.
There was a sound of something heavy falling and a quarrel coming from inside.
Ivan frowned and listened carefully for a while, his expression changed slightly.
"What's wrong?" Torres asked with concern when he saw that he looked unhappy.
"It's okay," Ivan regained his original expression, "You go back first, do your best in the game, I'll keep the clothes for you."
"Okay." Torres smiled, didn't ask any more questions, turned right and returned to the home team's locker room.
Ivan stayed there and waited for a while. When Torres came in and there was no one else around, he walked to the door of the visiting team's locker room and knocked.
Three long and one short, neither light nor heavy, yet with a force that cannot be ignored.
There was silence inside the door for a moment.
After a moment, someone came and opened the door.
The person who came was Raul, with a temporary calmness on his face. He didn't have time to put away his tiredness. When he saw it was Ivan, he tried hard to force a smile.
"It's you..." What's the matter? Raul wanted to ask this, but he felt that it would sound fake to say it.
The other party obviously heard the noise in their locker room and came knocking on the door.
At this moment, all the people in the room who had been noisy just now fell silent and concentrated on their own work. Cassie and Ramos turned their backs to the door and picked up the things scattered on the ground.
They wanted to pretend nothing had happened, but the panting of Sneijder, Robben and others gave them away.
When they saw it was Ivan, their eyes were filled with surprise and a barely perceptible sense of relief.
Fortunately it was him, not anyone else, not any other referee. They relaxed and didn't know why they thought that way.
If players have a conflict in the locker room before the game is completely over, the referee can also intervene. For example, there are too many players who are given red cards in the tunnel because they cannot control themselves.
Ivan caught their little emotions and he wanted to laugh. Are they so sure that they won't complain to the referee?
The atmosphere in the locker room was very bad. Coach Ramos was nowhere to be seen, and the atmosphere between other players could be described as tense, even though they have now calmed down a lot.
The ones who were the most excited and couldn't calm down were the two Spaniards who were squatting on the ground to clean up the situation. Robben and other Dutch players were leaning sideways, facing completely the opposite direction to them, with an emotion of not wanting to see their teammates - it can be seen who the two parties in the previous argument were.
- It was obvious that the Dutch and Spanish players were not in harmony with each other.
Gago's soft long hair was wet and stuck to his cheeks. His beautiful eyes seemed to be filled with helplessness and sadness, as if they were filled with some melancholy.
"The game is about to start." Alvin stated a fact. He had no right to blame anything, and he was too lazy to care too much.
Before leaving, he added one last sentence, in a very soft voice, as if speaking only to the captain Raul: "If you don't want to continue the game, you can tell me and I will explain the situation to the referee."
But everyone in the locker room heard it, and several people lowered their heads unconsciously.
Ivan gave everyone in Real Madrid a multiple-choice question. It feels like there is no hope. Should I fight for my face or just go home? It's too easy to not want to continue playing. Why make such a fuss, with the team's morale low in the second half and then be suppressed by Liverpool on the field? That's even more embarrassing.
If they dare to cause conflicts in the locker room even in an away game, there is no way they can win the game.
As a person whose philosophy is to enjoy the game, Alvin cannot understand them because there are fundamental differences between their teams. Perhaps, the conflicts among these Real Madrid players have long been difficult to resolve. The team's poor coordination, defeats, and the fans' condemnation and criticism have long worn away the few brotherhoods between them.
The second half of the game begins.
When they met in the player tunnel, Liverpool players were surprised to find that Real Madrid's aura was different.
They now exude a tragic aura of "Don't mess with me, I'm not easy to mess with."
Trailing 0-2 in the total score? I earn tens of millions a year. Even if we can't win, can Liverpool just bully me?
You won’t be able to play comfortably!
It doesn’t matter if you don’t watch those stupid teammates. The conflicts cannot be reconciled. Just play your best and have a clear conscience!
Fight for face (crossed out), fight for dignity!
Andy described the battle situation of the neighboring team and the current situation: "Chelsea scored a goal and they tied Juventus. The total score of the two rounds is 2-2. The game has become suspenseful again. But in the other two games, Bayern is definitely a sure win, but I don't know what will happen to Real Madrid."
Richard said: "Real Madrid is in a difficult situation. They have to score at least two goals in the second half to have a chance. However, the problems of the Galacticos will be difficult to solve in a short period of time. It is difficult for them to guarantee that Liverpool will not score again in the second half."
Can Real Madrid's soft waist still be hardened? Can Real Madrid's poor defense get away with not missing the ball or anyone throughout the game?
It's really hard to trust.
Ivan was already standing on the sidelines. The fourth official opposite him raised a sign, indicating that Real Madrid had made a substitution. They replaced Robben, who was almost invisible in the first half, with young Brazilian defender Marcelo.
Marcelo has his hair cut very short, with short curly hair all over his head. He runs on the court, looking full of energy and motivation.
In front of the TV, Ronaldo glanced at his curly hair and then turned his attention back to the game that had already started.
Real Madrid's attack intensified a lot in the second half and they tried hard to fight for the ball.
Their midfield and frontcourt were still weak, and a clearance and back pass error gave Liverpool's midfield an opportunity. Babel dribbled the ball forward from the left and crossed the ball between two Real Madrid players, accurately finding captain Gerrard who was running to the middle of the penalty area.
Andy: "Liverpool is playing very easily now, they just need to grasp the rhythm. Okay, Babel dribbles the ball and passes it... Gerrard! Gerrard shoots!!! goooooooooal~~~~~~ Steven Gerrard! The second half of the game has just started, Liverpool 2-0 Real Madrid!!!"
Richard also shouted: "Gerrard's 100th European game, he performed well in this memorable game!"
Alvin stopped running on the sidelines and looked at Casillas who was standing hopelessly in front of the goal. His sight was blocked by the group of happy Liverpool players.
Torres tried to jump onto the captain's back again, but gave up in less than half a second because there was no point of support. He instead ran while hugging the captain.
Passing by Ivan, he couldn't help but make eye contact with him, with a mixture of happiness and a hint of regret on his face.
——The captain has scored two goals, but he still hasn’t scored any, so he’s getting a little upset.
The expressions of Real Madrid players are basically the same now, they are all in a state of facial paralysis. They were not overly discouraged, as if they had already anticipated the outcome. The only thing on their minds was trying to score a goal to make the scene look better.
The fans who came with the team were also in a state of expressionlessness. They were lifeless and didn't even bother to boo.
The singing of the fans at Anfield Stadium rang out. They sang loudly and unreservedly praising the team, their coach and the players who brought them a wonderful game.
Oh! These handsome and cool guys! They are heroes of the Red Army!
Ramos replaced Dutch attacking player Van der Vaart and Real Madrid changed to a three-back formation. The Real Madrid coach hoped to create more scoring opportunities for the team by adding an attacking midfielder.
In the 50th minute of the game, Marcelo, who had just come on the field, received a yellow card. When he was competing for the ball with Mascherano, he accidentally stepped on the opponent, and the latter rolled on the ground, successfully putting the Brazilian on the referee's book.
Real Madrid's attack became more fierce. They were desperate and captain Raul tried to break through with the ball again and again!
The Portuguese in front of the TV watched him constantly steal the ball, dribble, and break through, and then be besieged and intercepted by Liverpool players again and again.
With Ramos' more efficient crosses, Raul had more chances, but he was unable to break through.
Gago, who was already a little tired, did not give up. The Argentine's face was covered in sweat. He was breathing heavily, and he created opportunities for his teammates again and again.
In the 55th minute of the game, he got a chance to shoot, but he was unable to shoot a high-quality shot due to the double-team.
In the 65th minute of the game, Liverpool once again made a threatening shot towards Real Madrid's goal. This time it was the accurate midfielder Alonso who intercepted the ball and passed it directly to captain Gerrard. The latter shot straight into the blind corner, but Casillas saved it at an almost impossible angle!
Real Madrid players seldom communicate with each other, and players who dislike each other seem to be at odds with each other, but their goals are firmly consistent!
Stop Liverpool's attack! Break through their defenses!
As a goalkeeper, Casillas needs to do very little running, but his physical overdraft is no less than that of his other teammates.
The team's midfield was so weak that it was unsustainable, with constant passing errors and the ball being intercepted. The back line was almost nonexistent, but why, why was he still persevering and trying his best to save the ball?
Don't say that they still have hope just because they are three goals behind in the total score, and don't say that they are doing it for face or to look good. No one knows it better than him. No, it should be said that every player, including everyone sitting on the Real Madrid bench, knows very well what the complete collapse of the midfield means!
The frontcourt attack is weak and the backcourt is full of loopholes!
His waist was broken by the opponent, and getting in and out to steal the ball was as easy as drinking water. How could he expect to score a goal so easily?
As the game time passed, the only hope was that the Liverpool players were exhausted due to continuous running. But Real Madrid players had little physical strength left due to frequent ineffective running.
Why do you spell like this? What else do you want to prove?
Ivan had a clear view of the situation on the field. Liverpool's attack was not relaxed at all, and it was obvious that they wanted to score more goals; Real Madrid tried their best to find opportunities and try to seize the chance to break through.
for what?
There is almost no suspense for Liverpool. Kuyt even walks with a limp. When the next ball comes, he still insists on speeding up. Did he get cramps?
Real Madrid's elimination is a foregone conclusion, their weaknesses are clearly visible, and they even made a big fuss during the 15-minute break in the game. But now they are all sweating and working hard for the same goal?
It's hard to say.
Including Cristiano Ronaldo, who was watching the game seriously in front of the TV, all of them seemed to have the answer in their hearts, but they couldn't tell what it was.
In the 70th minute of the game, Van der Vaart dribbled into the penalty area and passed the ball to Raul before being besieged by Liverpool players and falling!
Raul turned around and was about to shoot, but even the goalkeeper fell down, and there was an empty goal in front of him! However, the most desperate thing was that the referee stopped the game.
——In slow motion, Van der Vaart was trampled by a bunch of feet and could hardly move. He had to hold his head to save his life.
The referee was only concerned about Van der Vaart's safety and did not pay attention to Raul's actions, so he blew the whistle directly!
The most suffocating thing is that despite such a big conflict and foul in the penalty area, the referee did not give a penalty or the yellow card, but instead gave a free kick in the penalty area!
Reina said that it was reassuring to see a bunch of people standing in front of the door.
Sneijder took the penalty and he kicked the ball directly away.
The referee found a very good balance. After giving Mascherano a yellow card to show that he was not a referee biased towards the home team, he began to turn a blind eye with a clear conscience.
The game is almost coming to an end, and he doesn't care if it's too much. If nothing unexpected happens, the completion rate of this law enforcement mission is still very good!
Who said he was not good to Real Madrid? Didn’t he see that when the Liverpool players raised their hands to indicate that Gago was suspected of handball, he didn’t give a penalty?
The referee's mind is now filled with the hope that the game will end quickly so that he can go back and teach his disobedient child a lesson.
After the Liverpool manager replaced players with excellent performances such as Alonso, the lineup on the field was more defensive, while their players were still looking for opportunities to attack.
They are addicted to attacking, they are pursuing to score another goal.
They soon found another opportunity!
After Real Madrid launched a desperate counterattack and Liverpool defended like crazy, Andy kept talking like a machine gun: "Liverpool attack! Gerrard kicked the ball to Torres with his heel! Torres broke through!"
Casillas makes a great save!
The shot was too powerful and he lost his grip!
Richard: "There's still a chance! Liverpool! Oh! Cleared!"
Mascherano is following him everywhere. He won’t be able to play in the next game, so he must fight hard this time! He used his unique skills again and kicked the ball back into the penalty area!
The Real Madrid defenders suddenly became smart and they all took a few steps back in an attempt to create offside. Ivan paused and narrowed his eyes, as if he was assessing the level of this offside.
It happened in just a moment. The closer linesman didn't see it clearly, and he wasn't sure either. He just watched Torres take the ball and rush inside, then raise his foot to shoot!
"Torres! The ball goes in! Goal!!!!"
Just as Andy's shouting died down, Richard's surprised voice rang out: "Huh? Torres is offside?"
On the field, everyone looked at the young linesman holding the flag. He was holding a flag with a distinct color, and his breathing was not at all unstable after running vigorously. He firmly conveyed a message to the stunned Torres -
You are offside.
You still didn't score. Gerrard was great, he scored twice, you beat Real Madrid, but it had nothing to do with you, you still didn't score.
Ahhhhh! At that moment, the Spanish golden boy's heart was broken.
Ramos and others who successfully created an offside position got excited. Damn! They originally thought that since there was no time to steal the ball, they might as well just create an offside position. To be honest, they didn't hold out any hope, but they didn't expect it to be successful!
To be honest, they had all thought about how they would protest after Torres scored. It happened too quickly, the offside was not obvious, and the home team was putting pressure on them, so they didn't dare expect the referee to react much.
What kind of eyes are those, Alvin! His reaction was as fast as his breakthrough!
No wonder they say that people who are good at playing football have sharp eyes and ears and a good brain!
Andy muttered excitedly: "Look at this slow motion! Didn't you see it clearly? Let's do it again! Line marking! Look! The Real Madrid defenders were finally reliable for once. They created an offside, but did they succeed? Wow, I still can't see it even with the slow motion. Wait, let the machine analyze it for us..."
Richard: "Dear audience! The eyes can deceive us but the data can't! The data tells us: DeWitt's judgment is correct!"
Andy was stunned. "Oh my God! Should I believe that DeWitt didn't guess? But how is this possible? Our complete data shows that he has never made a wrong judgment in the few competitions he has participated in so far!"
Enough! So scary! Telling me that he guessed everything is like telling me that you took the college entrance exam without preparation and got into Harvard. It's suffocating!
The key is that even if Alvin DeWitt is guessing, he is very confident! He is not weak at all, he is very calm and composed!
How many times did the other two referees hesitate? Only Alvin! He's not afraid!
Liverpool players were protesting, and the referee thought for a while before deciding not to count Liverpool's goal as Alvin wished.
You guys are sure to win, why are you so excited? One less goal won’t be a loss! It's the second round now, and it's useless to have one more goal.
His teammates were protesting, but Torres did not join in. He stood there with a look on his face as if he was about to cry. If you didn't know, you would think he was the one who was going to lose the game. His presence was obvious, and he was full of resentment. Ivan seemed to see an invisible little mushroom appear above his head.
He couldn't help but smile.
When the camera was turned to Ivan, it captured his dimple that was inadvertently revealed, and the crowd who were still giving him a 66% for his operation changed their attitude again.
ah! Our Alvin is committing a foul again!
I caught you offside again. Look how happy you are! She tried to hold back her laughter and thought we didn’t see it, what a dark little sweet girl!
Andy still didn't believe it, so he pressed the replay button again. He was glad that the live broadcast had the same idea as them, and this time the slow-motion replay gave Ivan's angle.
From running at high speed, to stopping, and then to the moment when Ramos, Pepe and others were preparing to create offside and were just about to move, Ivan tilted his head unnoticeably and narrowed his beautiful eyes.
Lazy, elegant, and dangerous, it makes you hold your breath.
——It was just like the time when he was looking for space to score a goal, standing in front of a dense wall of people, with that hunter-like expression!
Exactly the same!
Ahhhhh! This time no one believed that he was directing the game recklessly! Is it scary? What’s scary is his amazing intuition! The figure of Ramos in front of him was blurry due to focusing problems, but it was clear that he had just raised his leg. Ivan, who was farther away but with a clear figure and expression, seemed to sense something, as if he knew that Ramos was going to create an offside and would succeed!
Walter couldn't sit still! He stood up and went to find the phone in the hall! He couldn't help but ask the English Referees Committee to remind UEFA again!
Terrible talent, terrific insight!
Whether he was a player or a referee!
Sometimes, geniuses of different identities on the court really have something in common! They all have similar advantages, and they seem to be in completely different positions, but the moments of shock and awe they bring to people may be late, may be temporarily silent, but will never be absent!
Their existence itself is the strongest miracle in football!
Don’t you understand yet? Why do they try their best regardless of the consequences? Why, no matter whether they win or lose, no matter whether they reunite or leave afterwards, they will never give up until the last moment? Why do they have to stand up again even though they are covered in wounds?
Who should I explain to? For yourself?
That was for my original intention of playing football!
I focus on this and I have no regrets! God is unfair and injuries always happen to me, but I will grit my teeth and persevere!
Just for the eternal hope above the green grass - my unchanging childlike heart pursuing dreams!
The author has something to say: My eyes are turning black. I wrote this in one breath. I don't know what I wrote. I'll revise it later if there's anything wrong.
Even if there were so much reserve food under the text, it could not stop the author from dying. The next game may be lost for the cute Messi and silly Muller?
I will fix the previous bugs from tonight to tomorrow, so I will post some fake updates.
What else do I need to say? Forget it, I can't remember it orz
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