Luca Modric did his best.
After being intercepted, Magic Diary did not waste any time and immediately counterattacked Derbych. He was unable to succeed and then decisively fouled. He grabbed Derbych's jersey and slapped it underneath and gave it a leg to sweep the hall.
But it was still too late, but it did work.
Derbyxi made a cross first, and then was knocked down by the Magic Diary. Because of the interference of the cross, Zhuo Yang was not found, but was hit by the big shot.
Give it to Leroy Sane.
Although Sane's position is single, perhaps it is precisely because of the singleness that it seems purer. His bottom, passing, cutting, shooting, and breaking through the left winger are the second only to Zhuo Yang in the team. Zhuo Yang is the second only to Zhuo Yang.
If you don't start on the left, Sane is basically the starting on the left.
Of course, the fake aloofness and occasional and sudden independence on the court are also the annoying side of Sane.
Zhuo Yang and Jesus have other uses, allowing Sane to use attack on the left to suppress Ka Dasha and Modric's side. It is obviously more reasonable than using Sterling or B-seater. This is also the old Gua chose Sane today.
The only reason for starting.
When Magic Diary got the ball on the side, Zhuo Yang and Sane were in the high position to oppress Real Madrid's defense, rather than Varane and Shui Ye being guarded. On the contrary, Shui and Wa had to avoid them.
Master Shui moved closer to the left to meet the Magic Flute, and Varane deviated to the right to increase the teammate's goal point.
Derbych steals, and the offense and defense suddenly change hands. Zhuo Yang and Sane stand alone at the front of Real Madrid's penalty area, before they have time to withdraw and disperse.
Derbich was persecuted and passed half of the cross to Shui Ye, and also to Zhuo Yang at the front point, just on the overhead attack line of Sane.
Master Shui and Varane have the ability to defeat the sky every day, and it is a little short of retreating and chasing.
Sane is 185 tall and is quite good on the football field. Although he is not known for his overhead skills, this thing is a basic skill and cannot be impossible at all. Moreover, Sane is very smart.
Sane stepped forward and rose up, smashing a rebound header in one step in the penalty area. This is the most hated type of header for all goalkeepers.
The football landing point will be a little bit inside the small penalty area line, and the goalkeeper will not fail to come out and itchy. If a little save is not done properly, the ball will be cured.
At this moment, Grandma's legs, Manchester City has reached the finals, and General Sane has not played in the Champions League this season.
It's still a father!
Kylor Navas swung sideways, and did not go directly to the predicted ball path. It was too far and easy to make mistakes, nor did he use his body to expand the area as much as possible on the goal line. It was passive, but it was countless times.
The experience of playing tennis during training has found the right place behind the football hitting the ground.
Na Dad was looking for the moment when the football just rebounded.
He hit the ground and the reflection angle has not spread yet. Combined with the ball speed, his own position and other elements, Na Dad judged that this was the place where he could best grasp the save. Moreover, he believed that with more than ten years of experience, this ball would never make mistakes.
, unable to escape his net of heaven and earth.
The football fell to the landing point, Na Dad flew into place, and he stared at the falling football with his eyes widened. After half a second, he and it would be combined into one.
The football falls lower and lower, and is about to hit the ground.
Na Dad knew that he would save Real Madrid's goal again and save Magic Flute.
Suddenly, a sexy pink 26 and a half sneaker appeared in front of Na Dad.
What is this?
The sudden gap in Na Dad's mind was not enough to remember that there were only two sneakers of this color in the audience.
The football was unable to smash the ground. It was less than ten centimeters from the ground and was padded by the toes of this Li Ning tough guy sneaker. After completing the rebound in advance, it whistled past with a larger elevation angle and acceleration, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
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Zhuo Yang quietly split the turf with a standard open hip and a horse, with his right foot in front and left leg behind. Na Dad, who was lying across his inner side, was desperately protruding his palms, just holding his two butts.
On, that's quite full.
The football fell from the inner top net of the beam, jumped alone in the door for two strokes and lost its kinetic energy, and stopped.
The suona sounded, and the whole village of Madrid ate. The suona urged the soul, and hundreds of birds in Kiev were silent.
Red umbrella, white pole, lying on the board after eating, lying on the board, sleeping on the coffin, and then burying the mountain...
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Zhuo Yang made an accurate prediction before Derbych intercepted the ball, and then immediately seized the open shot.
Derbyci made a brave pass, and Zhuo Yang knew that he had no place to land, but he did not turn around to watch the show. Instead, he made another prediction while Sane headed the ball.
Sane shook his head in the air, and Zhuo Yang quickly went down. This was the supplemental shooting consciousness of an all-round and top shooter.
If it were someone else, even if you could make a superb prediction, the ball would be gone. After all, the ball speed and Na Dad's reaction were very fast. But Zhuo Yang would have much more, and at this moment, a charming horse saved all the time.
There is only splits, and there is no time to do anything else. There is only the rogue suona that can defeat Western musical instruments collectively.
1:0, the ball was lying in the net, and Zhuo Yangcha was on the ground.
cold.
Na Dad let go of Zhuo Yang's butt, lay on his back and covered his face with his palms. He didn't hear Zhuo Yang fart because of the coldness below, nor did he smell the odor on his gloves.
He held his hips and legs and competed with each other, and the horse was bounced up flat on the ground. Zhuo Yang shook his arms in a bold horse stance.
Huh—
Suddenly I remembered that the ball that entered the old club did not celebrate, so I quickly retracted my horse stance and lowered my arms, and greeted my teammates with a blank expression.
But I still want to celebrate, I really want to think about it.
Zhuo Yang tried his best to suppress the urge to celebrate, and he had to pretend to be full of all. In the end, he just opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, vomited like a fool, and was almost held in the mouth by Derbyxi, who was holding a full body.
Derbich was kicked by the Magic Flute very much, and his ankle was sore that he almost couldn't get up from the ground. He was not a good temper, so he really wanted to give Magic Flute a punch to the crotch and punch him in the face immediately.
But he just like Zhuo Yang held back the celebration, and he also held it back, because this was the Champions League final and it was illegal to beat people, and he didn't want to embarrass Zhuo Yang anymore.
Old Matthew made another new contribution, Sanei made a second pass from the penalty area.
Matthew made a contribution actively, while Sane just passively became the second setter. Maybe he also blamed Zhuo Yang for grabbing the contribution: How can you know if you don’t have to pad the ball?
In fact, Sane's idea also makes sense, but the goal is definitely calculated to Zhuo Yang. So far, in the 62-year history of the Champions League, a scorer has made the number of goals scored in a single season reach '2'.
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20 goals are enough to make the latecomers desperate. 20 goals, the Champions League, like the League Cup, has a goal record with the word "2".
Hey, what a coincidence, the record of 27 goals in the League Cup was Zhuo Yang, 2004-05 season.
Lu Xun said that human joys and sorrows are not consistent.
Croatian literary scholar Luke Modric has never read Lu Xun, nor has he heard of it, but at the moment when Manchester City was jubilant, he only felt sad.
If Real Madrid loses this game, even if Zhuo Yang makes ten mistakes in the game, people will only remember this time with Magic Diary because they lost the ball.
This mistake actually ended the fantasy of the Magic Flute's year-end prize this year, unless Croatia can become the world champion in two months.
Magic Di looked at Derbyxi who was holding Zhuo Yang and kissing him hard, and wanted to go over and say "I'm sorry". The legs behind the hall were not Modi's style. He was a literary and artistic young man who was knowledgeable and polite.
My former idol was Meng Er, although Meng Er was essentially a despicable person.
Because it is beneficial to the offensive side, the referee Ma Riqi did not whistle just now and interrupted the game, but after the goal was announced to be valid, he still gave Magic Flute a yellow card very dedicatedly, which is also the number one yellow in the game today. To be honest, Ma
Riqi's heart is kind, Magic Diary just now had a red card move.
...As the suona sounded, the white cloth cover was covered, relatives and friends waited for the food, buried the mountains, cried and shouted, and the whole village had a meal together. There were umbrellas and umbrellas, and after eating, they lay down on the board together...
Magic Di was afraid that this mistake would eventually lead to Real Madrid losing to Manchester City again, and there were still 40 minutes left, and he was eager to make up for his mistakes.
Zidane was even more scared. He brushed away the chill from his scalp and immediately changed into Bell.
Chapter completed!