The game was over, Guardiola stood on the sidelines without moving, the bench behind her had become a frenzy, and the old melon stood quietly on the noisy street like a solidified scenery in the neon car river.
He was trying his best to cover up the wetness in his eyes and trying his best to calm the turbulence between his chest and abdomen.
Zhuo Yang didn't move either. He was tired as a dog while lying on the bench, but he also smiled like a dog.
17 seconds before the end of the game, Zhuo Yang broke through and scored a final goal, with Manchester City 3:2 and a total score of 4:4. Manchester City won by the away goal advantage.
17 seconds before the game ended, Guardiola replaced Zhuo Yang with Yaya Toure.
17 seconds after the re-start, before Toure could touch the football, referee Kupez blew the final whistle.
Just 17 seconds away! Just 17 seconds away Juventus can complete the feat of reaching the Champions League final in three years.
Manchester City Club reached the European Championship final for the first time in history.
The moment the whistle sounded, many players on both sides collapsed on the court at the same time, and many Manchester City players shed tears on the spot. Then, there was a clear distinction between carnival and gloom.
It's so difficult! Throughout the knockout round, only by being there can you truly know the thrilling inside.
Guardiola considers himself not a sentimental person, but now he wants to cry without any concealment, like a child.
This season is too difficult. Klopp, Conte and Pochettino were suppressed in the league, Wenger was intercepted in the FA Cup, Mourinho was blocked by the League Cup, and he didn't expect to be in the Premier League big6 at the beginning of the season.
He was restrained everywhere, and he didn't expect that the most difficult Champions League became a breakthrough.
On the cold night when Enrique beaten into a dog 4:0 at Camp Nou on October 20 last year, Guardiola would never dare to think about today.
Now, I'm going to compete for the Champions League, Enrique, Mourinho, Wenger, Conte, Klopp, Pochettino, what are you doing? Zidane, I'm here, you're ready
Is it?
Zhuo Yang, my good brother, thank you.
Zhuo Yang is as tired as a dog and smiling as a dog. He is so tired that his fingers don’t want to move, but he is thinking about Koko, because Zhuo Yang is an extremely simple man. When encountering happy things, he always hopes to be with his favorite.
People share the joy of this moment.
Koko said: My brother Zhuo Yang is a great hero.
A Ke said: Ah Yang, you are my great hero.
But Zhuo Yang knew that he was just a little man, or even a little person with no ambition.
Zhuo Yang did not dare to change the sun and the moon to a new face, did not have the ambition to split the territory and fight for the world, nor did he even have the pride of fighting for power and chasing wealth. Whether it is six hundred years in the dream or the thirty years of real life, he
That's true.
In the dream for six hundred years, the only thing he thought was to go home and travel around every corner of the world. He just wanted to go home, and never had the intention to compete with the ancients. Whether it was crying, laughing, blood, tears, or
Killing people or being killed, or being killed in war or being warned, all because you want to go home.
In his thirty years of life, he liked football and piano, so he only liked football and piano. He loved his wife and tried every means to please her and stayed with her without leaving home. The world was surging, and Zhuo Yang didn't care at all.
Zhuo Yang is a little man with no ambition. When he brings together the male protagonists of all hero stories, he will only become a passerby who cannot leave his name.
He likes football, the people he meets in football, and the pleasure brought by winning through hard work in football matches, just like now. So he is as tired as a dog and happy as a dog at this moment.
Perhaps living in this sinister world, the little man will be happier because it is easier to get happiness, just like Zhuo Yang now.
Smart people say that happiness is based on the pain of others. I don’t know if this statement has scientific basis, but Montreal Tolivo is very sad now, which is a fact.
The second brother is the first to win great honors among his brothers. He became the world champion in 2006 and he was also the best newcomer in the World Cup that year.
It has been thirteen years since leaving Madiborg. Including the second brother won twelve Serie A championships this year. It is said that they are the top three in the north, but now all the players of Milan's two heroes are combined, and there are not as many champions as the second brother.
.
Aesthetic fatigue! In fact, my second brother can't remember how many Serie A and the Italian FA Cup he has, and the media is counting for him. But my second brother is very clear that he only has one World Cup and one Champions League.
In 2010, Mourinho won the Inter Milan, which was the last Champions League in Serie A to date. As a result, the second brother became the first double-winning Ballon d'Or for seven years.
In 1996, Lippi's Juventus defeated Ajax at the Olympic Stadium in Rome, which was Juventus' last Champions League so far, 21 years.
Italian football is experiencing a cold iteration period. Meng Er estimated that he wanted to win the World Cup before he retired. It would be considered a self-deception if he said he had little hope. But the Champions League is not, Juventus has been resurrected with full health, especially this year, his overall strength is no less than any one.
The second brother's desire is this year.
But in the end, he was shattered by his own brothers.
In the eyes of the second brother's fake nobleness, except for Zhuo Yang, Manchester City is actually a bad team. Under normal circumstances, the gap between strength and Juventus is two goals in one game, and there are four in two rounds. I have to say that although the second brother's Fengyan is still there.
Hanchun, but his vision is indeed very vicious. Juventus indeed scored four goals in Manchester City in two rounds.
But Zhuo Yang scored two shots and two passes in two games, and Juventus did not lose a single goal in the knockout match. If it weren't for Zhuo Yang, Juventus would still not have conceded the ball in these two rounds.
Juventus has not lost at home for almost two years. If it weren't for Zhuo Yang, this record would have continued, and perhaps it would have lasted until the day when his second brother retired or left Juventus. Who knows!
Alas——, slut, why are you so sexy? One world champion and the other Champions League, your father is not enough~
Grandpa Mo sent a message from Dortmund: Dad, I am also a world champion, a Champions League, alas—
Little Pig: One World Cup and one Champions League, you know that I am the same, right?
Scar: Mahjong criticism, I don’t win the World Cup, but there are two championship cups...
Detu: I am the same.
The second brother seemed to hear the complaints from his brothers and immediately felt much better. As long as he was not the worst, the second brother could continue to be proud. In fact, he had the most league titles. Although this was boring,
It's pretty good to say it.
There seemed to be a sneer from Zhuo Yang in the night wind: Five stupid critics, as Europeans, don’t even have a European Cup champion, and they are still competing here, and they don’t want any face.
The Five Musketeers collectively despise: Good son, Asians take out your Asian Cup and let’s take a look?
Zhuo Yang gritted his teeth and said: Five trolls, five keyboard warriors... Bah!
Thinking of this, Meng Er's mood improved a lot. He secretly wiped away the tears left on the corners of his eyes because of his sadness and gave himself a slightly reserved and relaxed smile.
——Silly people, they cannot get it when climbing the bright moon; smart people, they follow each other when walking.
After reciting the poem, the second brother stood up and limped his legs to pull the decadent teammates up one by one from the ground.
Chapter completed!