Chapter 84 Fight back again? "The ball is in!" "Flying, flying Chinese!" "Gao Qi used an incredible method to break through Barcelona's goal!" “Like an eagle spreading its wings.” "The whole person was suspended in the air, and he delivered a volley elegantly and domineeringly." "Incredible!" “Unbelievable!” "The entire Eternal City is overwhelmed by this goal!" "Pinto had no choice but to watch the ball go straight into the corner!" The commentator was so excited that he almost dropped the microphone.
If he was sitting in his living room and witnessing this goal, he would just want to shout, "That's awesome!" Coach Zhang next to him laughed a few times and then continued to giggle. The pen and paper in hand did not stop. Barcelona solved several important hidden dangers in the first round tonight: after Messi retreated, Villa moved to the front of the formation, Messi helped Xavi relieve the pressure in the midfield, Bartra replaced Mascherano to strengthen the aerial defense, and Pinto's goal line technology was better. However, a more fatal problem was exposed: Batra was completely suppressed by Gao Qi. Studio. Barrage flying. - [Gao Qi is awesome! So awesome! ] - [That Pukas Prize.] - [I thought Gao Qi would dive for the ball, but he actually flew up and volleyed the ball.] - [This kind of goal requires a high level of overall physical fitness, and even higher requirements for inspiration and imagination. 】 - 【Florenzi's pass is awesome! 】 - [What should I do? Roma is four goals ahead of Barcelona in total. Did I read the score wrong?] - [The game has just started. If Roma leads Barcelona 1:4, the two teams can play overtime. ] Far away New York. Vilanova and Robert looked at Cruyff blankly. "teacher" The fruit knife was picked up, and Cruyff said arrogantly: "Why are you looking at me? The imagination of a genius can transcend time and space." There was jubilation at the Olympic Stadium. Applause and cheers poured down from the south stand like a tide, drowning the Roma No. 23 on the green field. Gao Qi stood firmly and couldn't help but sigh inwardly: The platinum module is ridiculously powerful. Can turn impossible chances into goals! Even the shadow is golden. 【Excellent performance, you conquered this land. 】 [Hidden achievement unlocked: Pride of the Eternal City. ] [Introduction: Eagle-Oira, Gray Wolf-Romolo. ] [Permanent special effect: When you step onto the Olympic Stadium, you will be able to perform at a stable level.] Hidden achievements? A small home buff?
Gao Qi glanced at the time on the large LED screen in the air. What he had to do now was to celebrate. Rushing towards the corner flag area. Facing thousands of Roma fans who are like a maple leaf forest. He made a 'white crane spreading its wings' gesture. The Olympic Stadium was detonated again. "hero!!!" "High, high, high, high~~" The Roma teammates rushed forward one after another. Totti patted Florenzi on the shoulder and gave him a thumbs up: "Great assist." The latter was stunned for a moment, and just as he was about to explain that he didn't pass it well, he immediately nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes." The entire Barcelona team tried hard to adjust their mood. Goalkeeper Pinto had a dull look in his eyes, as if he was trying to capture the creative inspiration of that moment. He is also a producer for Sony Music. Pique and Busquets are "educating" their younger brother Bartra: "How can you be so easily thrown off by his false tendencies? Don't use your brain so much, just stick to him! Leave the rest to us." Batra was at a loss, and could not even cry. I really can't stick to it. He now regrets listening to Guardiola's advice: "Don't play as a center forward, you will shine as a center back." Villa rushed into the net, picked up the football, and ran back waving his arms to encourage his teammates. Command area. Enrique and the old assistant coaches calmed down their excitement a little. He waved his fist and couldn't help but start micromanipulation: "We have completely grasped the advantage of advancing. Next, we can restrict Barcelona's backcourt passes. Master Cruyff once said that if we let the opponent's worst player touch the ball more, we can win the game!" "Barca set up an attacking phase in the backcourt, allowing Gao and Morata to press Pique and Busquets, forcing Barcelona to pass the ball to Bartra to handle." The old assistant teachers couldn't help but want to cover his mouth. The advantages are huge. Stop messing around. Ivan touched his bald head, his expression still nervous. He believes that although Barcelona has a shortcoming on the defensive end with Bartra, the offensive end has been optimized. The offensive of the red and blue giants will be more fierce than in the first round. The other side.
Lula suspected that he was hallucinating. He tried hard to control his expression and try not to let his anxiety affect his teammates. Mascherano on the bench was a little helpless: he would definitely not be completely defeated by Gao Qi like Bartra, but due to his height limitation, he could not withstand Roma's high-altitude bombing. The game continues. Barcelona's last stand. While taking care of controlling the court, Xavi also directed the team to speed up the passing rhythm. Enrique directed Roma's aggressive pressing from the sidelines. "Villa can solve the problem of Messi's retreat. Enrique shouldn't play like this." "In 2007, high pressure became popular again in the Champions League for a while, but was quickly suppressed by the midfield combination of Havertz and Baibu." "It's useless. The precise and varied passing and control makes it impossible for people to steal the ball, and it can't even interfere with the opponent's play." "The most reasonable approach for Roma is to defend intensively and look for counterattack opportunities." The 24th minute of the game. The three lines of Rome moved forward in unison. A one-on-one game is formed locally. Overall oppression. Prevent Barcelona from establishing attacks in the backcourt. At the front of the formation, Morata pressed towards Bartra. The latter is very strong in other abilities except defense, especially dribbling and passing. An excellent striker with poor shooting skills VS an excellent central defender with poor defense. "A freehand dunk!" "Barcelona's backcourt has opened up the ball!" Morata staggered. Bartra has found space to pass the ball. Bah! The football stuck to the grass and penetrated Roma's two lines of defense. The young central defender regained his confidence. Although his defense is poor, his dribbling is strong. Messi stopped the ball and passed it back to Xavi. The latter touched the ball.
Pick it up towards Iniesta. Barcelona's attack accelerated in an instant. Snapped! clap clap clap! Continuous and intensive sound of ball touching! The silky passing lines gently crushed Roma's defense. Messi attracted most of the defensive force and made a light pick. The football jumped towards the starting Spanish striker Villa. "Not offside!" "La Masia's football philosophy," "David Villa!" "Natural Born Killer." "Single sword!" Benatia did not give up. He chased back frantically, and in an instant he burst out with a terrifying sprinting speed, taking big strides, trying to destroy the one-on-one environment of the Barcelona striker. Caught up. Villa slowed down, lowered his head, and reduced his center of gravity, and in an instant he performed his famous skill, "one-step horizontal kill". His terrifying waist and abdominal strength allows him to connect and shoot in a very short time after cutting the ball. Bah! The football shot out. Stekelenburg dived for the ball but failed to prevent Roma's net from being blown up. 1:1! ! ! Catalan fans shouted hysterically. “It seems like time has gone back to the 2010 World Cup in South Africa.” "David Villa, the end point of the passing and controlling philosophy!" “He didn’t give in to adversity!” "Will this goal sound the clarion call for Barcelona's counterattack?" Villa did not celebrate. He lowered his head and continued to rush forward, picked up the football from the net, turned around and ran back. still have a chance. hurry up. Studio. - [Why is this guy so strong? ] - [Regardless of strength, he had a strong fighting spirit. He led Zaragoza to reverse the first Galactico team that had superstars such as Zidane, Carlos, and Figo.] - 【Academic shooter.】 - [A small town boy who has been working in mid- and lower-level clubs for many years. 】 - [Barcelona is about to start a comeback! There are more than 60 minutes left in the game, let's score three more goals. ] - [Yes, it is impossible for Barcelona to be eliminated in the round of 16 of the Champions League. ] Courtside.
Enrique looked confused. Ivan and the assistant coaches called De Rossi and Pjanic to their front and made quick adjustments. The other side. Lula bent over and clenched his fist excitedly. The Barcelona players on the bench excitedly rushed to the sidelines to cheer for the team. The Red and Blue Army saw hope of a reversal! new York. Cruyff was holding an American magazine and reading it with great interest. Vilanova and Robert were very excited. "Continue the attack!" "Don't stop! There are still three goals to go!" "We want to advance!" CTV5 live room. Coach Zhang had a worried look on his face, mumbling: "Villa released Messi, Messi released Xavi, Iniesta changed speed, Pedro acted as a wingman, and Barcelona's midfield and frontcourt offense has returned to normal levels." "Rome will become more and more passive next." The commentator quickly added: "Enrique must find a way to break the deadlock." Coach Zhang hesitated for a moment and said, "It's impossible to break the game. Xavi, who is sharing the pressure, can control the game. What I mean is that Roma should not think about how to break the game, but to maintain the advantage." The 40th minute of the game. Morata passed the ball back to Castan. Barcelona's morale was boosted and they launched a frantic pressing campaign. "Go sideways." "Balzaretti." "We almost lost the ball. De Rossi made a timely assist and passed it to Totti." "Totti's great pass!" "That's the right idea. Find Gao Qi!" Gao Qi is active between the two fronts of Barcelona. He didn't think about how to break the impasse. The dish is made according to the ingredients used.
Creating offensive space is what is suitable for him to do. Busquets predicted the direction of Roma's attack in advance and approached the moment the ball stopped. Number nine and a half vs. number four at La Masia. There was no game of wits this time. Gao Qi pulled the ball and used his body to domineeringly push away the bamboo-like Busquets. Batra provided defensive support. His Taoist heart has been restored, and his fighting spirit to fight against Gao Qi has been rekindled. Another hand-to-hand fight. The football lost control and bounced into the crowd. There was chaos between the two lines of Barcelona. "This is Gao Qi's tactical role." "His ability as a frontcourt fulcrum is too strong." "Neither of the two opponents can easily steal the ball from him." "Disrupt Barcelona's defense!" "Help the team establish an offensive advantage, and space has been created!" Gao Qi has the advantage of a frontal position. Stumbled out of the double-team. He pushed away Iniesta who was trying to control the ball and kicked the ball with a small kick. Snapped! The football stuck to the grass and stabbed into the blank area of Barcelona's defense like a sharp blade. Morata starts early. Insert diagonally into the empty space. "Golden partnership!" "Stop the ball." "Turn around." "I turned around and pushed the ball with the outside of my right foot, avoiding Pique's kick." "One stop, one turn, one swing, what a dazzling Spanish talent!" The audience couldn't help but breathe rapidly. Enrique subconsciously pressed his chest as he watched Morata about to shoot. Morata has not mastered Villa's terrifying connecting shot.
Barcelona's local defense adjusted very quickly. Pique chased back and used his long legs to block. Alba approaches from the side. Roma cannot lose the ball. The forward made the most correct choice in an instant. Still a heel tap. The football rolled backwards. Make Barcelona's double-team ineffective. Florenzi suddenly appeared and stopped the ball. This stop. This gave Barcelona's defense enough time to get into position. next moment. Barcelona's defense is in chaos again. Gao Qi appears in Area 14. Batra followed closely behind with a determined look in his eyes: I can’t be fooled again, no one can fool me. "Rome's offensive intention is obvious!" "Florenzi is looking for Gao Qi again." "Hey?" "Gao Qi misjudged the landing point? No, he deliberately cut diagonally to the front point, taking away Bartra and Busquets, and the distance between Barcelona's defense lines was widened!" "Pull the defense back and help the team create finishing space." "Wow!" Florenzi didn't expect this. He clearly wanted to pass the ball to Gao Qi, but Gao Qi didn't run to the landing point. At the moment of lightning. It dawned on him. Back point. The football falls. A thin figure rushed out. There was only Alves on his left, and a large open area on his right had been "pulled out" by Gao Qi. "Lamela!"
"Stop the ball." "Go to the right front!" “Wide open space!” "Dribble past the goalkeeper!" "Push the empty door!" "In!" 2:1! ! ! The hearts of Catalan fans were like being poured with a bucket of cold water. Like falling into an ice cave. Just when we finally saw hope of a comeback, the team conceded another goal. They were not even willing to calculate how many goals Barcelona had to score to advance. “Great kick!” "It flows like water." "Gao Qi's tactical value to Rome's offense is beyond words." "Protect the ball stably in the frontcourt, help teammates attract firepower, take full advantage of confrontation, and then help the team establish spatial advantages at critical moments." “The game turned into a life-and-death battle.” "Florenzi assisted and scored twice!" "Lamela's fatal blow helped Roma expand their lead!" Studio. - [It has become a life-and-death battle. According to the home and away rules, there will be no overtime for a tie tonight. The total score is Roma 6 to Barcelona 2. Barcelona needs to score four more goals to achieve a reversal and advance. ] - [Barcelona's morale had just been boosted, but now it's been suppressed again.] - [Bartra was miserable tonight, being tricked to death by Gao Qi. Will he become mediocre like Senderos after being traumatized by Drogba?] Lamela did not celebrate alone. For some unknown reason, I don't like my previous rebellious appearance. He excitedly rushed towards his teammates and celebrated together. Gao Qi rubbed his eyes. He felt that in the offensive chain just now, his performance was a little bit above average. The offensive ideas also became a little clearer. in view. Countless tiny lights rose from the south stand like fireflies. Transformed into galaxies.
Majestic and magnificent. The mechanical and cold electronic synthesized sound gave another reminder. 【You have become the pride of the Eternal City. 】 [When you step onto the Olympic Stadium, the encouragement from the home fans will help you to perform better and more consistently.] Next game time. An even crazier offensive and defensive confrontation took place at the Olympic Stadium. Xavi is in no mood to control the situation. With fifty minutes left, we need to score four goals to advance. The football philosophy of the third generation of La Masia has never been so extreme. The control strategy has changed. Reduce midfield transitions. Quickly hit the front court. Speed up the transmission frequency. Draw troops away from the back line to participate in the front line attack. The crazy red and blue giants trampled without reason. As a result, the probability of Barcelona losing the ball in the frontcourt increased significantly, leaving the back defense empty. The 52th minute of the game. Lula is still hesitating whether to replace Mascherano. Roma intercepted the ball in the backcourt. The crazy red wolf bared its sharp teeth at the red and blue giants again. "here we go again!" "Gao Qi!" "Fake move to receive the ball with your back to the basket, step in the opposite direction, and crush Bartra!" “Kicking like crazy!” "He's in great shape today!" “The whole person is glowing!” Batra felt like crying. He finally understood what kind of terrible monster his big brother Mascherano was facing.
The body is suppressed. IQ is also suppressed. The moment Gao Qi completed the escape, he attracted most of Barcelona's defensive forces. Morata and Lamela advanced on the left and right flanks at the same time. Cross position again! Snapped! Gao Qi made a lob pass! "Alves and Busquets won't come back." "The ball went over Pique's head." "What can Alba do when he can't handle it alone?" "Morata!" "Header!" Bah! Without the protection of the back line, goalkeeper Pinto tried his best but could not prevent the score from being rewritten. 3:1! ! ! crazy! Roma is playing crazy! Enrique and Ivan are crazy! Lula is crazy! Total score Roma 7:2 Barcelona? Is this a movie? Roma fans felt like they were dreaming. The club has more than one foot in the Champions League quarterfinals. Leading by five goals and with just over thirty minutes left in the regular game, how can Barcelona turn the tables? Barcelona fans are devastated. Completely collapse. The camera moved to the north stand, where many Catalans were in tears and covering their mouths in sadness. The peak dream of the three dynasties gave them a sense of superiority over Europe. Everything, all the pride, was shattered tonight. Not finished yet. The game is not over yet. Some people even prayed that Roma would not score any more goals. The nightmare is not over. The 89th minute of the game. The newly replaced Alexander Song brought down Gao Qi near the top of the penalty area. Beep! The referee blows the whistle.
"Roma got a free kick opportunity in a good position!" "It's rare to see Gao Qi suffer a loss in a confrontation." "Foul! That's a foul!" Gao Qi was helped up by Morata and limped a few steps. No delay? Correct. There is no time to delay Roma from continuing to score goals. Pjanic and Totti were relaxed. They briefly communicated and started taking free kicks. Beep! Totti takes a run-up. Big leg swing! Bah! The football drew a "⌒" arc in Barcelona's penalty area! Fall into the net! 4:1! ! ! Pinto fell to his knees and covered his face with his gloves. Harvey lay on his back on the turf in despair. Iniesta was dejected. Messi put his hands on his hips, looking confused. finally. The referee blew the whistle to end the game. Total score. Roma 8:2 Barcelona. The Champions League tragedy was born. (End of this chapter)