my name is colane

Chapter 476 Final 3
Guardiola sat in the live broadcast room and didn't speak for a long time. He is really incompetent as a commentator. He has been immersed in this game. Although everyone's shooting opportunities are not too many, the game is smooth. The degree is worthy of recognition, and there are relatively few fouls.

Trapani's advantages have not been used, or there is no way to use them. For example, Tony's movement speed is relatively slow. It is very difficult to expect him to run the ball for such a long distance in anti-offside.

Barcelona's attack is often to press the formation as a whole and keep it relatively compact. There is a certain distance between the defense line and Valdes. This distance is not enough for Tony to counterattack. He is not suitable for such a counterattack because the distance is too long.

Deschamps' tactics rarely use Tony's height advantage as a fulcrum, perhaps considering that Barcelona's two-point protection is good, otherwise there will definitely be a big problem if the two-point protection is not good based on the height of their defense.

Barcelona seldom say that they are at a disadvantage in front of teams with strong air dominance.

"Oh! Well done! Puyol is in great shape, he intercepted Trapani's through ball!" The Catalan commentator next to Guardiola clapped his hands and shouted excitedly.

Puyol's combat value is simply off the charts, and he has a strong sense of defense and steals the card position, like an insurmountable wall. Just now he stopped Trapani's fast break.

"Pep, what do you think of these two teams now?!"

"They all played very well, played their own characteristics, and all had chances to score. I think maybe we will wait to score soon!" Guardiola guessed.

However, the development of the story was not what he imagined. Deschamps gave up the tactical play of the two-wing counterattack and began to let Trapani's midfielder try to control the situation.

On the one hand, this is because the defense has been under pressure all the time. Didier Deschamps is worried that the players will become more and more unable to bear the pressure. Controlling the ball can give everyone a break.

On the other hand, I want to see if the team can carry out a positional attack through possession of the ball, which is conducive to the use of the ability and height advantage of Tony and Klose.

Toni's performance in the previous period is definitely not a problem to describe it as poor. He touched the ball too few times and did not play too much of a restraining effect. Of course, this has a lot to do with Deschamps' tactics. Deschamps made Klose drop back frequently, and Toni sometimes faced the pincers of Puyol and Marquez.

Even with a high ball, it is difficult for Tony to get the ball once he does not get stuck in the position prediction.

Barcelona's changes to Trapani were somewhat under-anticipated. In the No.208 minute, Trapani's position advanced to the frontcourt. Barcelona didn't even arrange the defense line. Trapani's full-back Maicon easily got A chance to cross!

This time Tony finally showed his power. He jumped high in the penalty area and scored with a header. Puyol was under him. Obviously, just now he fell behind Tony in judging the landing point and failed to get stuck!

Tony's header was so powerful that Valdez's body flew up, and he could feel it with his hands, but he couldn't touch the ball!
Ruined!Valdez's heart is cold and cold!
Who knew there was a muffled sound behind him, "Boom" Tony's header hit the crossbar and bounced out of the door!
Tony fell to the ground and knelt on the ground, his eyes full of regret!
Like many fans, Hugo stretched his neck, but it was a dream, "Whoah!" There was a muffled sound in the stadium, which was the sound of fans hugging their heads in regret.

Tony's header was Trapani's closest chance to score!
Rijkaard's reaction was also very fast. He began to grasp the tactical purpose of Deschamps. He obviously had a fast horse, but he wanted to use slow to control the fast. He returned to the mode of positional warfare. Tony is very threatening. He has entered the league. A lot of headers, Toni and Klose's performance in the Champions League is not as impressive as in the league, but their threat cannot be ignored.

Rijkaard quickly came up with a countermeasure, using a high press to prompt Trapani to speed up the pace, focusing on their defense in the midfield area, forcing Trapani to make useless passes back.

The game between the two sides reached a stalemate, and the threat they brought to the opponent's goal was not as good as that of the previous half an hour, and the time of more than ten minutes was fleeting, and the first half ended with Asong's whistle.

"Alas!" Hugo just sighed. There was regret in the first half, which was the reason for his sigh. Of course, he was still satisfied with the performance of the players on the field.

"Sasha, do you know? I am still satisfied with everyone's performance. Deschamps is a good head coach. He played some of our advantages in this game, only one goal away!" Hugo and Miao Sasha stepped into the lounge, chatting while walking.

"Barcelona also has a few good opportunities!" Mu Shasha meant to remind, not to raise an argument.

"It's very difficult to limit a team like Barcelona, ​​especially if they have Ronaldinho, it's even more difficult! So, it's impossible, and he's in good form today! The most important thing now is to see who can score first on both sides, maybe the situation will be different!" Hugo laughed.

"Hey, Mr. Colani! Hello!" A voice sounded in Hugo's ear, and Hugo knew who it was, it was Laporta.

He turned his head to look at Laporta who stretched out his hand, and stretched out his hand too!
"Hello, Mr. Laporta!" Hugo also responded with a smile. Before the start of the first half, Laporta was busy bragging with UEFA President Johansson and didn't see Hugo.

At this moment, he took the initiative to hold hands.

"This is my girlfriend, Moussa!" Hugo introduced his girlfriend to Laporta.

"Hello! Beautiful lady! Nice to meet you!" Laporta said politely.

After exchanging pleasantries, Laporta smiled and said, "Mr. Collenny, you owe us an apology!"

"Why should I apologize to you!" Hugo also asked with a smile.

"You said something inappropriate about Ronaldinho! Shouldn't you?!"

"I didn't seduce him! I'm stating the facts, so I don't need to apologize! I haven't settled with you for seducing Messi!"

"I apologize to you!" Laporta interrupted.

"Ha, that doesn't count! You should apologize to Trapani through the public!"

"Don't forget, you also intercepted Pedro who should belong to us!"

"He didn't choose to sign with you, so he is not a Barcelona player. I don't need to apologize to you!" Hugo said plausibly.

"Ha ha!"

"Ha ha!"

Laporta couldn't get back his face because he didn't speculate, and Hugo was such a person who only allowed the state officials to set fire and not allow the people to light lamps. Laporta cursed and left shamelessly!
"So important is an apology?! He asked you for it on such an occasion today?!" Mu Shasha was puzzled.

"Hey, you didn't know he was looking for a place. Last time they tried to seduce Messi, I asked him to apologize to me!" Hugo said proudly.

Many senior UEFA officials watched the final live today, and many celebrities attended the game.

In the rest room, groups of three and four were chatting and saying hello. Hugo was about to ask for a drink. The famous French star Platini saw it and took the initiative to say hello to him.

"Hello, Mr. Colleni, congratulations to your team for winning the league championship, and wish your team the Champions League trophy!" Platini laughed.

"Mr. Platini, can I understand that you support us?!" Hugo joked.

"Why not? You can totally understand that!" Platini blinked, with a naughty taste.

"If we have time, can we have a good chat?" Platini approached Hugo and asked in a low voice.

chat? !Hugo's reaction was a bit slow, he really didn't know what to talk about with Platini!
But presumably the three-time European Footballer has something to say, so Hugo invited: "Welcome Mr. Platini to Trapani as a guest, and I will sweep the bed and wait for it!"

"Okay, let's just say that, I'm going to Italy before the World Cup, let's meet and talk!" Platini smiled happily
　Dear book friends!The World Cup is about to begin, let's watch the game together!Ha ha!Zhuzhu is going to stay up late to watch the football. Although he still has work the next day, he can't delay watching the football. It's a grand event every four years. Unfortunately, Italy didn't advance. I was originally an Italian fan!Now I can only take the next best thing and support France!

　　
　
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