Chapter 470 I'm sorry
Dong Fangzhuo raised his right hand and gently pressed it on his chest, but his chest still felt a slight pain. If it wasn't for the pain, he wouldn't choose to end up. If he could persevere, he wouldn't give up.
How many chances can you reach the finals in your life?
But fate is too tricky.
A few minutes ago, he was still shouting about the goal, and a few minutes later, sadness swept over.
Is this called extreme happiness bringing sorrow?
But this fate is too much.
He didn't open his eyes from beginning to end, listening to the sound of calls outside, which was Barcelona fans screaming and cheering for Barcelona.
The time is so long that I can’t finish the first half.
In the stands, I was sometimes excited and sometimes sighed, but they were all the voices of Barcelona fans. Dong Fangzhuo didn't have to look at it and knew that Barcelona was suppressing his teammates.
And this time, the cheers at Camp Nou were particularly loud, as if the entire court had collapsed, and the cheers of tsunamis meant a goal.
He opened his eyes in anger, but saw Ronaldinho running wildly on the turf.
Yes, he doesn't know what kind of goal Ronaldinho scored, but he is sure that Ronaldinho scored.
Rossi and Pique were surrounded by silence, and seemed out of place with the joy of Camp Nou.
People are all happy, only Manchester United players are silent.
"well,"
Rossi sighed heavily. Although he was unable to appear, his mood was the same as that of others at this moment.
1:1, the total score was 2:3, and Ronaldinho actually scored a beautiful long shot on the edge of Manchester United's penalty area.
The half ended and Manchester United still led the overall score.
In the locker room, Ferguson took the air passionately, trying to bring back the players' morale.
Dong Fangzhuo also joined the ranks of inspiring his teammates. At that time, Rooney, Ronaldo and others were still full of confidence.
However, less than three minutes into the second half, Sylvester violated Jiuli in front of the penalty area and gave Barcelona a free kick. As a result, Ronaldinho stood in front of the ball and scored a direct free kick.
2:1…
The total score equalized.
The defeat was like a mountain! Manchester United was completely in chaos, and the bigger Barcelona, the better, and they completely controlled the game.
The bad second half was like a nightmare! Rooney was mediocre in front, the midfield could not form an effective attack, the backcourt was like a loose sand, and Manchester United's third goal concealed finally arrived.
Etoo pierced through Van der Sar's door...
Dong Fangzhuo sat on the bench from beginning to end and witnessed Barcelona's final massacre of Manchester United.
pain.
This time it hurts more than when I was injured before.
When you lose the ability to play, you can only watch the team be played with by the opponent and clapped but can't do anything about it. This is really uncomfortable.
call,
It's so long, and time really has passed.
“goooooooooooooool!”
"Messi, Messi, Messi!"
In a trance, he heard the shouts from the stands again, and Messi came on as a substitute, otherwise he would have completed the final massacre.
1:4!
I, Cao Nima!
Dong Fangzhuo almost vomited blood and died, and even Messi came up to finish the attack.
"It's over."
Rosie slung her head and lay on the bench with no strength at all.
"One day, we will take revenge."
"I will definitely return it to them."
At this moment, what Dong Fangzhuo said was so illusory to Pique on the other side.
revenge?
He doesn't believe it.
Although he is in Manchester United and hopes that Manchester United can win the game, he still firmly believes that Barcelona is definitely the strongest team today. When Messi and the others become truly strong, will Barcelona still have opponents?
Pique always looks at his Manchester United teammates and former Barcelona teammates with a complex mentality...
Dong Fangzhuo glanced at Pike, as if he could see Pike's little thoughts.
"Pick,"
"You are not believed."
"This may be the glory of Barcelona."
"One day, you may return to Barcelona, we will become opponents, and in the end, you may regret returning to Barcelona, and it is definitely Manchester United who won."
Pique was silent for a while, without saying a word. Anyway, his teammates would not believe anything he said now. Who told him to come from Lamacia training camp?
Beep,
Beep,
Beep,
At the end of the game, Manchester United finally turned around by Barcelona at home due to Dong Fangzhuo's injury, and suffered a 4:1 win over at home due to the good situation of leading 1:0, and played a shameful battle in the history of the Champions League.
The Barcelona players immediately went crazy at the end of the game. Even Ronaldinho couldn't control his excitement, and carried Messi high on his shoulders and reached the Champions League final, which meant that they had one step further from the Big Ear Cup.
Ronaldo and Rooney and others hung their heads and walked slowly off the court, feeling confused. After a whole season, the most painful game was this one.
The only leading game was reversed, and the most important one.
Dong Fangzhuo finally stood up from the bench and walked into the court.
Even the stubborn Rooney shed tears at that moment, and this scene seemed familiar.
Didn’t it happen last year when I played against AC Milan in the quarterfinals of the Champions League?
“We will be back next year and we will go a step further.”
"You guys are playing well enough."
He comforted Rooney with birthday celebration, and after touching his head, he walked towards Ronaldo.
C Luo Temo cried into tears, but he was a man.
Tears were covered in red face.
"Cry your hair."
"Remember this hatred."
"From now, we will never lose to anyone!"
Facing Ronaldo, he is more of a spur.
"If you lose, you lose. It's not worth it to cry in front of them."
"Next time, let's cry when we win."
In the end, Dong Fangzhuo hugged him and then comforted other teammates again.
At the age of 21, he carries something heavier and greater hope than other teammates.
When he walked off the court, the Lord's expression was a little dull. He stood quietly, as if he was unwilling to accept the result.
Dong Fangzhuo also stopped and looked at the old Ferguson quietly. After a long time, he spit out a few words.
"sorry,"
“I let you down again.”
"I thought we could reach the final this year."
"No,"
"No, you've already performed well enough."
"I'm just sad. You know, failure always makes people feel very bad and painful. If I can get into the finals, I think I've played a very beautiful season, at least compared to last year, it's much better."
"Well, next season."
"But, can I give you some comments?"
"Um?"
Chapter completed!