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Chapter 478 Buffon Dreams Back 2012
The score on the field was 3:0, and the total score was 5:3.

Gao Yuyang was crushed by his teammates who ran over to celebrate wildly on the field, and all the substitutes stood up immediately. Emery hugged Coach Camara excitedly, and all the cheering emotions of the Parc des Princes were here. The moment was perfectly released without reservation.

"PSG—GAO!!!!"

"PSG—GAO!!!!"

"PSG—GAO!!!!"

Everyone knows that it is stable, and it is absolutely impossible for Paris to give the opponent any more chances, so they cheered heartily.Every "PSG" is followed by cheers for Gao Yuyang.

"Gao Yuyang set a new record! This night is really special. Paris is infinitely close to advancing to the semi-finals of the Champions League again in 23 years. With [-] goals in a single season, Gao Yuyang is eligible to leave a mark in the history of the Champions League scorer list The name of the Chinese player! But this is not the end, this is his manifesto and ticket to officially become the top scorer in European football!"

He Wei shouted excitedly, and at this moment the fans were elated.

In the "Boulogne" stand, Paige and his friends jumped up, Gao Yuyang waved his fist to the sky with one arm, everyone in the stand stretched out one arm, countless excited fists echoed him, countless A cry that was so excited that it ecstatically blended into the night sky of the Prince's Park this night... In this city, there are many such scenes this night
"Labrue, stop hugging your little daughter-in-law! Now is the time for her to contribute!"

LaBrue's guitar blared, and Page stood up and leaned forward.

"High—it's a victory song! It's yours!"

The singing sounded immediately and quickly spread throughout the stadium. He Wei, who was not present at the scene, was very moved: "Paris fans started singing the songs they wrote for Gao Yuyang again! This is the charm of conquest in the football world!"

All the fans heard it through the screen, and CCTV even thoughtfully added the text of the song.

“In the capital of great romance!”

"In the holy Parc des Princes!"

The Prince of Greater Paris is here!

"He made us cheer," he said.

"Call his name—"

"GAO! GAO! GAO—GAO—GAO—"

"He is the opponent's nightmare!"

"A tower-like body, unstoppable!"

"Speed ​​like a storm, destroy everything!"

"Never stop scoring goals,"

"All opponents surrender to us!"

"Oh--"

"He is our hero!!!"

"GAO! GAO! GAO—GAO—GAO—"

"Hail his name, victory is never far away!"

"Sing his name, and the miracle finally comes!"

"GAO! GAO! GAO—GAO—GAO—"

"He made us believe that fighting Paris is invincible!"

"He made us believe that great times are approaching!"

"GAO! GAO! GAO—GAO—GAO—"

"Please let us believe that the dynasty of Paris will finally begin!"

"We will always believe, because of you—"

"The champion is here!!!"

The live singing instantly brought the atmosphere into the rhythm of victory, which was already a celebration-like atmosphere.

At this time, the players are actually very easy to drift. For example, Nkunku did a good job of stealing and assisting just now, but when he turned around and passed the ball, he became casual, and being intercepted by Pjanic almost caused a catastrophe. , Higuain reversed offside and inserted into the penalty area. Fortunately, Areola was finally deceived by the opponent's fake action and resolved the opponent's single-handedly.

"Christopher, are you too lonely? Want something?"

Gao Yuyang walked over and asked Nkunku directly.

"My fault, I didn't notice him just now."

Nkunku answered casually, but his expression was relaxed and casual, without the slightest sense of tension.

"Better show me clearly, it's only seven or ten minutes now!"

Gao Yuyang stared at him, he is such a player, he doesn't think about the score at all on the court, so what if he leads by three goals?

Whenever there is a chance, it is to fight to death!
After receiving a pass from Draxler, he almost rushed directly to the top of Bonucci's fierce and fierce bald head in the penalty area, and Buffon leapt forward and dived to save the ball directly.

But now his expression was quite anxious, he got up and yelled at Bonucci directly: "Leo, don't let me call you a waste!"

With the initiative in hand, Paris is not in a hurry to attack the penalty area again and again. At this time, Emery began to replace some players with the ability to control the field, such as Di Maria.

Allegri's series of substitutions weakened the defensive strength of the midfield. He stood on the sidelines and signaled the players to strengthen their fights, but at this time, they are counting on Marchisio and Pjanic, who are talented players on the offensive end. The dirty work of defense requires you to have the spirit first.

The only thing they have left now is to attack, and this is something that players like Pjanic who have just entered the field with plenty of energy have the mind to do. After all, they have held back for two games.

But at this time, he would never have thought that Gao Yuyang would run back from the frontcourt to catch up with him and steal it.

"Attack! The game is not over yet!"

In fact, he had already passed the ball to Di Maria who had just entered the field, and the frontcourt had already rushed up, but after running back to his position from behind, he yelled at everyone.

The commentator of Turin TV showed a kind of grief and desperation: "Can't Juventus show a little courage? What a losing game! Obviously the Parisians don't intend to stop here! They want to make us feel ashamed." As a result, leave!"

But it's useless for him to say that, his physical fitness can't keep up--Barzagli can't keep up with Di Maria who just played vigorously.One step of acceleration and change of direction was thrown away.

When Di Maria accelerated towards the bottom line, he kept looking at the middle of the penalty area, attracted Buffon at the near corner, and gave the ball to the middle with a pick pass, which had exposed more than half of the empty goal.

Gao Yuyang rushed up from behind to head the ball but missed it by a hair, but at the back point Draxler just hit the horse and pushed the ball into the empty goal with a light pad.

75 minutes, 4:0.

Gao Yuyang walked over to high-five Draxler: "This is the best result, well done! Julian!"

"We're going to the Final Four! High!"

"Oh, oh, go to the semifinals! Go to the semifinals!"

All the players started shouting collectively.

Behind them, Buffon sat in front of the goal, threw the ball angrily, bowed his head and said nothing.

"The game is over! For Juventus, the season is over."

When seeing Buffon in this state, the Turin commentator announced this sad ending in advance.

He is the true soul of this team, but the team spirit is not invincible, and the "young player" is not always full of energy.

There are countless peak moments in Buffon's career, but after all, in his twilight years, the darkest moments will always come.

"This night is definitely the experience that Buffon least wants to recall, just like the night of the 2012 European Cup final, he watched Spanish football defend the European Cup and reach the pinnacle of a dynasty... At this moment, does he have a dream in his heart to go back to that 2012? A night of sourness?"

To be honest, this sentence is really embarrassing for the generation of Chinese fans born in the 80s.

The teenager will eventually grow old. The 2012 European Cup was the end of Buffon's era of goalkeeper in the Italian national team, and he was beaten by the peak Spanish team.

[Author's note: The author himself prefers to regard the 2012 European Cup as the closing performance of Buffon's national team goalkeeper era. From the perspective of the entire career, the Brazil World Cup is more like a side story or postscript after the ending]

So what about tonight?
The entire European football scene has witnessed the arrival of a super-scorer, but for Juventus in the Buffon era, it is difficult to believe that this is just an easy defeat...

(End of this chapter)