"Huh~"

"Huh~"

"Huh~"

There was no noise in my ears of the court, only my heavy breathing sounds.

The legs were already filled with lead.

Sweat slid into your eyes along your eyebrows and feet, making the vision in front of you blurred.

When that clingy guy returned to his defensive position, he was instantly shrouded in this state he is now.

Before this, all you can do is to attract defense as much as possible, run more, and create space for the team.

For this reason, I can't remember how far I ran in this game.

I only know that this is the most exhausting game I have ever experienced in my life.

If it weren't for the previous month of persistence in exercising your body, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to persist in the half-game, right?

But that guy was like a terrible person, which was really terrifying.

The teammates around him are still organizing attacks again and again, which is the team's last few minutes in the Champions League.

At this moment, Keita, who had just appeared on the court, was directly "gifted" by Lindi.

Keita, who was rolling to the ground, didn't even hesitate for a second, immediately got up and asked the caddie for the ball.

His eyes were constantly looking for someone.

After a while, he saw the familiar figure, the figure that everyone could trust.

But the figure seemed very tired. After gritting his teeth, he still handed the ball to Mascherano who came to pick up the ball first.

All of this was seen by myself, and the anxious and expectant look became disappointed.

I felt inexplicably stinging.

Yes, everyone trusts themselves so much, what's the result?

I couldn't even finish a shot in this game.

Something has to be done!

Yes, I'm Leonel Messi and I have to do something.

"Messi is running!"

"Since Lindy recovered, we have seen Messi take the initiative to ask for the ball!"

"The regular game time is over, and Barcelona has little time left. Can they create miracles?"

The lead-filled legs seemed to have become lighter with the oncoming wind.

Yes, run!

The teammates have already passed the ball, and it is time for their own actions.

With a light pull on the outside of the left foot, the football seemed to be stuck, and he looked up at Atletico Madrid's defense line.

The familiar figure was already rushing towards him.

Haha, it's a good place!

Take the opportunity to take two more steps, sink your right shoulder and make a false move that you want to break to the left.

He should be very familiar with my extraordinary people, right?

Sure enough, Lindy's figure was shaken to the other side.

The opportunity to the right is here.

A breeze blew, and several red and white figures appeared in front of me again.

But I seem to be familiar with the location here.

“Hu~Hu~”

Xavi and others were pulling the side quickly. He was on the edge of the penalty area on the right, and there was the long-haired Brazilian in front of him. He seemed to be coming up to steal?

Lindy behind her is about to catch up.

Haha, this guy can win every time he can get away with him for 2 seconds.

He strode the outside of his left foot and took a series of steps under his feet to avoid the front and back attacks of the two.

accelerate!

Accelerate again!

"Stop him!"

"Lin! Hurry up!"

"David!"

A shout sounded in my ears, but this was the corridor that I was most familiar with, and no one could stop me here.

He pulled and tweaked his right foot, and took the left foot to pick up the football. At the same time, he exerted force on his right foot, and jumped into the air.

Well, the higher air is still fresher.

I looked down and saw, what a guy!

It's so dangerous. The young man from Atletico Madrid youth training was really merciless.

Another explosive head appeared in front of me, as if to hit me.

He buckled his left foot, tied his right foot, bent his body to the side, and quickly dodged the stretched hand.

It's a dangerous situation again, and the front is empty.

The familiar feeling surged up again, and I could clearly see the line.

Swing your left foot and roll it up.

Sure enough, the Uruguayan man was fooled.

Take another step and draw the football with your left foot.

Time seems to be slow at this moment, and I can even sense the contact between my left foot and the football.

Turn your head and look towards the goal.

!!!

Why?

Why did this man appear again?

The football hit his chest and bounced out directly.

"quick!"

"There!"

"superior!"

All kinds of noisy sounds from the players on both sides came into their ears, but in their own vision, the man seemed to be fine.

Get up quickly.

Rush out again.

"Puu." After stopping, the calf became sore again, and the feeling of being filled with lead hit again.

Even the burning sensation in the breath also appeared.

Is it over?

"Lindy!"

"He appeared in the most critical place again!"

"Messi's shot after five consecutive shots!!"

"Barcelona's last blow! He was turned away by Lindi!"

The referee saw Paul Asson kick the ball to Barcelona with a big foot.

The whistle that had been in his mouth for a long time was finally blown by him.

"The whole game ends!"

"Barcelona defeated Atletico Madrid 1-0 at Calderon, but in the total score, Atletico Madrid won the first ticket to the top four in the 2010-11 Champions League in 2010-11!"

"Let us congratulate Atletico Madrid led by Simeone for reaching the Champions League semi-final for the second consecutive year!"

"Last year, they lost to Inter Milan in Meazza, led by Mourinho. I don't know how far Atletico Madrid will go this year. Let's see you in the next game!"

Lindy on the field breathed a sigh of relief, it was too dangerous.

The [God's Prediction] was just now inspired too late. If I hadn't been too familiar with [Messi Corridor], both sides might have entered overtime.
To be continued...