In the 2016-17 Champions League final, in the 901st minute of the game, the score was Manchester City 4:3 Real Madrid.
Zhuo Yang was so tired that his eye sockets were swollen, his thighs and legs were sore, and his back was sore. This was a symptom of exhaustion and muscle deprivation of oxygen. He was tired. He had been adjusting for almost half a month before this game, but he still played like this.
After a while, I couldn't bear it any longer.
This is Zhuoyang's most difficult Champions League final, surpassing the one he led Madiburg and Barcelona in 2006. As for the others, 07, 09, 11, and 14, they were intense but not difficult.
Just now the fourth official Milorad Mazic called for five minutes of stoppage time. Guardiola jumped on his feet and loudly protested. No matter how he tried to persuade him, the referee Bruchy rushed over to give him a warning. He succeeded in delaying it a little bit.
Time is not easy for me.
9 on 11, Manchester City can no longer talk about possession of the ball, and even the organization is chaotic. Facing the championship, which has a strong foundation and is still at the peak of its strength in recent years. At this moment, it has defeated the anxious Real Madrid. Manchester City can only
After grabbing the ball, he destroys it with his big kick and waits for every second.
The shooting ratio between the two sides was 21:13. Manchester City had not shot since Zhuo Yang's go-ahead shot, and Real Madrid did not have a good chance. Although Manchester City had two fewer players, its hysterical defensive tackle was truly worthy of a fight of flesh and blood.
Four characters: body.
Thirty thousand Blue Moon fans stood and sang in the stands, singing the cheering war hymn over and over again. The momentum was so huge that it completely overwhelmed the 50,000 Welsh fans who had gone on an expedition to Meiling and had defected to the enemy.
When it comes to the purity of fans, they love you even when they win and when they lose. England fans are indeed more accommodating of poverty and are more loyal than Germany, Italy and France.
In fact, there was no one sitting in the Millennium Stadium at this time, including the coaching benches and benches of both teams were empty, and there was not a butt on the seats.
England fans have been good at singing and dancing since ancient times. While Blue Moon sang for their own star Zhuo Yang, they also used their singing to mock Real Madrid's top goalkeeper Cristiano Ronaldo without any bottom line. Not only because of Real Madrid, but also because Cristiano Ronaldo was once a popular player of rival Manchester United.
He bullied Manchester City a lot in those years.
"There is only one Ronaldo, he is Brazilian, la la la, who is the Portuguese? La la la~"
"Cristiano, do you want to learn to shoot? Zhuo Yang can teach you, la la la, as long as Zhuo Yang is willing~~"
"Cristiano, do you want to learn from others? Zhuo Yang can teach you, la la la, as long as Zhuo Yang is willing~~"
"Cristiano, do you want to learn to play football? Zhuo Yang can teach you, la la la, as long as Zhuo Yang is willing~~"
"There is only one Ronaldo..."
It was too crowded, and it also caused a lot of hatred for Zhuo Yang. But Zhuo Yang had no time to be embarrassed, and Ronaldo didn't care at all. He has made away fans jealous over the years and has become thick-skinned and thick-skinned.
Especially in La Liga, in the two years since Zhuo Yang left, Cristiano Ronaldo was often shouted "Messi" by the home team fans in unison when he went to away games. There is no way, his image and personality are indeed not as lovable as Boss Mei. Let Messi go
No matter where I went, I never heard anyone shouting "C Ronaldo".
For Ronaldo, scoring a goal is the best counterattack and the best slap in the face, bang bang.
One more goal! One more goal can complete the hat-trick and drag the game into overtime. There are more possibilities in thirty minutes. It is not impossible to score four goals or even five goals in the final. According to Manchester City's current chicken
It's like a flying dog jumping around, it won't last long.
Beyond Zhuoyang, today, right now.
Cristiano Ronaldo dribbled the ball towards Manchester City's right rib.
Everyone laughs at Cristiano Ronaldo for not being able to pass, because they have forgotten how frivolous he was when he was a teenager on a bicycle. Everyone laughs at Cristiano Ronaldo for being just a shooter, because they forget that he was once able to make sudden moves, grabs, and make wonderful passes.
Cristiano Ronaldo has abandoned flashy tricks in his playing style, but that doesn't mean he doesn't know how to do it. Others have forgotten it, but Cristiano Ronaldo himself has not.
Everyone was laughing at Cristiano Ronaldo's legs that were as hard as two sticks when he knocked the ball behind him, but they ignored that he could still create the fastest change of direction in football. Zabaleta and Fernando didn't ignore it, but they were still both beaten.
It was so flash that I forgot everything.
Although Kompany is not the top defender today, he is the defender with the strongest one-on-one comprehensive strength in the Manchester City team. Especially his frontal defense is not inferior to anyone.
Ronaldo's bicycle is indeed very weird, not as showy as the Brazilians, Argentinians and Chinese, but it is still enough to confuse the opponent, and his direction change of the ball is always top-notch.
Kompany was deceived, and he was deceived for granted. There are very few people who can't be deceived by Ronaldo, who is determined to cheat.
Breaking through the ribs, Ronaldo went solo.
From this step forward, Ronaldo has 10,000 ways to break down Manchester City's goal. He is a goal scorer.
There is only one Caballero left, and he is nothing more than a corpse in Ronaldo's eyes.
Even Zhuo Yang, who had been alert, could not catch up with Ronaldo at this time, let alone stop him.
Zhuoyang glanced at Ronaldo, bowed and took small steps, knowing what he wanted to fart. Before he could help, he passed diagonally between Kompany and Stones and went to intercept the ball on the predicted line.
Zhuo Yang's reaction was not unpleasant, but Ronaldo's breakthrough speed was faster, and Zhuo Yang rushed over and was already behind him.
Cristiano Ronaldo flies the ball away from his feet. Unless Zhuo Yang's legs suddenly skyrocket, otherwise this football has nothing to do with him. The next step is to have 10,000 possible Cristiano Ronaldo.
The next step is the penalty area. The distance is too short. Even if Zhuo Yang is a flying man, he cannot intercept the football in front of Ronaldo. Unless a hidden weapon is used, Zhuo Yang cannot stop Ronaldo himself.
A hidden weapon does not refer to a weapon that cannot be seen, but to reveal its intention. It is obviously not a weapon, but you suddenly use it as a weapon, which can always beat the opponent's face with blood, such as the iron broom of the sweeping monk of the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple.
Zhuo Yang used a hidden weapon, and it was the most unexpected hidden weapon. He threw his own body as a hidden weapon.
With a lunge, Zhuo Yang flew through the air and grabbed the ankle of Ronaldo's hind leg that had just left the ground with his left hand.
There were still two meters away from the penalty area, Zhuo Yang took the back road, and Ronaldo almost threw Tianling Gai into the stands when Feilong caught him.
Oh my god! Cristiano Ronaldo’s overnight meal is in his throat, and he can spit out white water chicken when he opens his mouth.
It's so tragic to use a hidden weapon to trip up a horse's rope, and it's so self-destructive. This is not what a god should do. But Zhuoyang can't do it. If he doesn't do it, he will lose today.
A wall suddenly built up in the hearts of the Manchester City teammates, making them uncomfortable. Everyone stood quietly and looked at Zhuoyang silently, and many people's eyes sparkled.
Brusch was unselfish, and Zhuo Yang was sent off with a direct red card. Four minutes before the end of the game. This foul was too red. Even if Zhuo Tongtong was enforcing the law, Zhuo Yang would have to be sent off, otherwise God would not tolerate it.
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Zhuoyang didn't take a serious look at Bruchy. He took off his armband and threw it to Kompany.
"Lao Kong, be on guard."
Kompany viciously hit his chest twice with his fist, "Boom! Boom!" The force was so strong that it seemed like he was going to turn himself into a scumbag.
"I promise, I-guarantee!!"
"Brothers." Zhuo Yang said to everyone again: "Prevent the game."
All eight people banged their chests, and the thumping sound was so deafening that the Real Madrid players thought they were on a construction site.
"Brothers, this is my sixth Champions League final. I have won the first five times. Today will not be a surprise."
"Brothers, since I debuted, excluding my absence last year, I have won a heavyweight championship every season. I have never been empty-handed, and this season should be no exception." This time, Zhuo Yang told the truth.
, did not deceive teammates.
"Brothers, guard the game."
Boom boom boom..., the construction site football symphony.
Zhuoyang slowly explained the 'future affairs', but no one from Real Madrid dared to come over to urge him. In this way, Bruchy also saved the trouble, he just waited.
In a Champions League final, there were three red cards, and they were from the same fucking team. No matter what the reason for each one, but it was such an unprecedented event, Bruchy must bear the blame for the referee's field control ability.
Cristiano Ronaldo finally figured out the east, west, north, and south from his confusion, and was immediately furious.
"Zhuoyang, you are going too far. I remember that we are still friends, right? I even treated you to dinner. Well, I was almost thrown to death by you. You are so cruel to your friends.
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"Mr. Luo, stop being so fucking pretentious. Ask others if I'm trying to trick you. If I really wanted to trick you, I wouldn't have done it. Do you believe I can let you retire immediately today?"
When Ronaldo thought about it, this was really the case. They were all red cards anyway. If Zhuo Yang made a tackle from behind just now, it was up to him to decide how long he wanted to rest.
What a wonderful opportunity for a hat-trick savior! Knowing that Zhuo Yang was showing mercy, Cristiano Ronaldo was still unwilling to give up, so he continued to look grim.
"What happened if you invited me to dinner?" Zhuo Yang said, "You also invited me to play table tennis!"
Ronaldo: "..."
Uncle Liu Guoliang is the eternal nightmare in the heart of Cristiano Ronaldo, the number one table tennis master in football. The wretched short fat man he tried so hard to forget was mentioned by Zhuo Yang. At this moment, it slowly appeared in Cristiano Ronaldo's mind again. He couldn't help but shudder.
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Zhuoyang walked off the field, and Guardiola and the Manchester City people on the sidelines applauded to welcome him, and then applauded him as he walked into the tunnel.
8 and 11, the most disparity in the number of people in the history of the Champions League final, the game still has to continue. Zhuoyang hugged Jesus with his left hand at the entrance of the tunnel and Delph with his right hand. The three unlucky red card fools were watching the field together.
superior.
Cristiano Ronaldo took the direct free kick himself, and the shot turned into a cloud of fog. Zhuoyang finally breathed a sigh of relief, his mission was completed.
Next, crosses from both sides of Real Madrid rained into Manchester City's penalty area. Shui Ye and Varane had become the forwards, and Cristiano Ronaldo, Bale, and Sloppy were the center forwards.
"Brother Zhuo, I thought only people like me would be sent off with a red card." Jesus said, "I didn't expect that you with thick eyebrows and big eyes would be here today."
Well, this naughty kid is good at everything except he can't speak.
"Brother Zhuo, if anyone who loses this game wants to use you as a scapegoat, I will be the first to refuse."
He is very righteous and heroic, but why does Zhuo Yang want to slap him so much?
It's still raining in Manchester City's penalty area.
Bale is getting more and more anxious, and the more anxious he is, the less likely he is to succeed; Morata is a future center with two inverted feet, although no one has noticed it yet; and Ronaldo's eyes are all that Fatty Liu who can't play table tennis.
Shui Ye's mind was filled with Zhuo Yang's shamelessness throughout the game. The most important thing is that Zidane lost his metaphysics today. The symbol of metaphysics is toughness, and Qi Zu met Zhuo Yang, the toughest guy in the football world.
The actual stoppage time was more than five minutes, but it eventually ended.
Aguero grabbed the ball from the Magic Flute outside the top of the arc and ran to the opposite half with his last strength. The whistle sounded.
4:3!
Chapter completed!