Chapter 603

"Eto'o left the field injured, Rij Kaard is ready for a substitution. Barcelona, ​​which had just taken the lead, was also hit, but fortunately, they still have Ronaldinho..."

The fourth official on the sidelines raised the electronic display board in his hand.

Rij Calder replaced both of them in one go.

Iniesta replaced Eto'o, Edmilson's successor was Good Johnson.

Barcelona did not give up the team's frontcourt offensive requirements just because they took the lead.

Rij Kald knew that now was not the time to allow him to defend with peace of mind.

Arsenal's offensive power is well known all over the world. As long as the ball is handed over to the opponent, even if they are still in the leading position, in the last 20 minutes, Barcelona will always face Arsenal's fire attack.

Their gates are also very likely to be breached at some point.

The offensive power must be guaranteed, so that Arsenal have concerns that Barcelona may also counterattack and expand the score advantage.

Shao Bo frowned, watching Barcelona's substitutions, he did not continue to use the substitution quota.

The current team's lineup is already the strongest at present, and substitutions may not necessarily achieve better results.

With the end of the substitution adjustment, the remaining game time is less than 10 minutes.

Eto'o dealing with the injury, when Barcelona's players were making substitutions... all of this was a huge waste of time.

Shao Bo did not protest. At this time, Arsenal need to calm down more than get angry.

For a team like them, maybe they can score a goal with just one chance.

It doesn't make much sense to struggle for just one or two minutes.

Most importantly, equalize the score first!
"Barcelona used two substitutions, but now Arsenal only uses one. Does Coach Shao Bo believe that their team can successfully overtake? Is the current Arsenal enough to adjust?"

In the studio, the narrator questioned.

"Just change someone? Shao Bo is too confident? Hurry up and change everyone!"

"I said just now that the players lacked physical strength, otherwise how could Eto'o not be able to catch up while running? Fuck! This is a loss!"

"Fart! Shao Bo has won so many championships, but this one is still missing? If you can, you can win, if you can't, don't make noise!"

"I'm talking, what's the matter with you..."

"Hey, don't fight! Fight out!"

There are many fans watching the game in the bar, and many Arsenal fans are waiting for the team to complete the Champions League three consecutive championships and celebrate happily.

However, Arsenal are now behind. If they don't make changes as soon as possible, they are likely to lose the championship because of the penalty just now.

With only the last championship left, Arsenal can be crowned seven times. Every Arsenal fan does not want to lose at this time.

Stimulated by alcohol, many fans vented their dissatisfaction with Shao Bo.

However, there are also many fans who have become enthusiastic fans of Shao Bo due to his outstanding performance in these years, and they cannot tolerate others to say anything bad about Shao Bo.

When the team was lagging behind, both sides were in a bad mood, so they started working in a few words.

This game has touched the hearts of countless people.

Emma, ​​who was sitting in the stands, could only twist her hands together and silently pray for the team.

Come on, Arsenal!
"Come on, Arsenal!"

"We are warriors in red and white shirts..."

"The great old Arsenal..."

The Arsenal fans in the stands in the stadium began to spontaneously sing a fan song written to support the team when the score was behind.

Barcelona fans are also supporting their team, and the entire stadium has now turned into a music hall. The voices of tens of thousands of people gather together, as if it is a magnificent epic drama.

The 21 players on the field are the leading actors.

"Barcelona's attack... was cut off, Arsenal launched a counterattack!"

"Arsenal has entered the penalty area! Henry shot with his kick - unfortunately, it was just a little bit wide."

With the passage of time, more than 80 minutes of the game have passed.

Arsenal have attacked many times before, but they have not achieved good results.

Moreover, Barcelona's offensive threat is not small, and Arsenal must also guard against Ronaldinho and the others.

Valdes wiped sweat from his brow with the back of his glove.

Henry’s kick just now startled him.

Henry, who flew over from the left, almost scored the ball when he pushed from the far corner.

Fortunately, teammate Marco arrived in time and blocked the ball with his body.

Otherwise, I will let Arsenal successfully equalize the score and become Barcelona's sinner!

Valdes still remembers the own goal that Arsenal made himself unlucky at the end of the first half.

Thinking of that own goal, Valdez's nose ached.

Fortunately, it didn't affect the second half of the game, otherwise he would have a lifetime of grudges!

"Another free kick! Now Barcelona is a bit too big in order to defend with all their strength. They should be careful."

In order to defend Klose, Puyol moved too much and was whistled a yellow card by the referee, and also took a free kick.

"This is an opportunity!"

"Defend carefully!"

At this critical moment, in the No.803 minute of the game, both sides should not be negligent, and problems may arise if there is a momentary carelessness.

Ronaldinho put his hands on his knees, panting.

In Barcelona's last season, Ronaldinho had already won the glory of the La Liga championship and the King's Cup, and was crowned the double crown.

In the Brazil national team in 2002, Ronaldinho also contributed a lot.

It can be said that apart from a Champions League, he does not lack any other honors.

At the beginning of this season, Ronaldinho has already exposed the common problem of other South American players-once he becomes famous, he will slack off.

Late for training from time to time, go to nightclubs whenever you want, and party all night.

This season, Ronaldinho's depravity has not been so obvious, and the damage to his body has not been so serious.

But after a whole season of conquests and 10 minutes of fierce competition, Ronaldinho also felt that he was very tired.

He just wants to survive the last few minutes, be crowned champion smoothly, and then return to Barcelona to enjoy the wine and beauties...

Shaking his long hair sticky with sweat, Ronaldinho hoped that the game would end soon.

"Henry is going to take this free kick...Aren't Arsenal making substitution adjustments yet? Oh! Alonso was replaced and Ronaldo came on!"

"The second substitution quota! Arsenal has already used up the second substitution quota. It seems that Shao Bo hopes to use this free kick opportunity to tie the score. Wait... Rij Kald He used up the last substitution in his hand!"

"Van Bommel was substituted! Belletti...It seems that Barcelona is preparing to strengthen their defense. In the last few minutes, they will maintain a one-goal lead until the end of the game. Can they do it?"

"Actually, in my opinion, doing this is also related to delaying time. Look at the way Van Bommel walked slowly towards the field..."

The Arsenal fans behind Shao Bo have already protested loudly for Barcelona's deliberate delay.

Arsenal have done such things in the past, but now they have become victims, so of course they are absolutely unwilling!

Shao Bo sat calmly on the coach's bench, waiting for the result.

After replacing Ronaldo, Shao Bo explained to him the main points of the next tactics.

"Okay, Arsenal are ready for a penalty!"

"Henry took this free kick! Ronaldo and Klose have already run into it. It seems that Arsenal is bound to win!"

"Henry free throw... Valdés! Valdés has done it - Barcelona counterattacked! God, are they going to score another goal and seal the victory?"

The Catalan commentator shouted excitedly: "Long live Barcelona! Glory belongs to Catalonia!"

"Depend on!"

Shao Bo saw Henry's free throw was directly punched by the jumping Valdes, and then fell to the feet of the Barcelona players, allowing them to counterattack smoothly, stood up abruptly, and cursed in a low voice.

With minutes to go and one more conceded goal, Arsenal would not have much hope of winning the title.

The Barcelona players did not expect Valdes to hit the ball smoothly, but their professionalism still allowed them to launch a counterattack quickly and tacitly.

Iniesta, who first received the ball from Valdes, passed it to Ronaldinho, who dribbled towards the Arsenal goal.

"Arsenal is in danger now. Is Barcelona going to give them a fatal blow at the last moment of Arsenal's seven-time crown?"

"Ronaldinho went around Schweinsteiger, Terry and Kolo Toure in front of him! Don't know if they can block the ball!"

"Ronaldinho is almost in the penalty area! Can Arsenal hold on?"

"Kolo Touré made a tackle! Is he not afraid of repeating the same mistakes as Gilberto Silva? Fortunately, Kolo Touré did not foul, unfortunately, he also failed to break the ball Down!"

"Ronaldo escaped Kolo Touré's attack. He slowed down the rhythm. Was he looking for a more suitable shooting position? If he slowed down, Cech would pounce!"

Ronaldinho's footsteps finally stopped in Arsenal's penalty area.

He is now also looking for a more suitable shooting position, and in order to protect the ball, he will not be taken away by Terry while still standing.

And Cech in front of the goal has a great responsibility, and Terry dare not make too much action.

If Ronaldinho falls down again and a penalty kick is taken, Arsenal will really be doomed.

Just like that, Ronaldinho slowly moved forward with the ball, and Terry slowly backed away.

"Shoot—!"

Slow and fast, after finding the right position, Ronaldinho quickly raised his leg and shot.

Sensing Ronaldinho's intentions, Terry's eyes widened, and when he saw the ball being kicked by Ronaldinho, he rushed over desperately.

"boom!"

It hurts...

"Counterattack, counterattack quickly!"

"Arsenal! Pass the ball, play!"

"Henry! A goal at a critical moment, they equalized the score!"

……

"Hey, wake up!"

"How's it going, buddy?"

Terry felt a burst of severe pain in his head in a daze, and he took a breath after touching it with his hand.

Opening his eyes, teammates Petr Cech, Kolo Touré and others surrounded him, and several team doctors were checking him up.

"What's wrong with me?" Terry asked in a daze.

"Dude, you are awesome enough, you dare to block the ball with your head, you really use your head as a ball."

After chattering for a long time, Terry finally understood that when he subconsciously tried to block Ronaldinho's shot, he happened to be hit by the ball, and then he passed out, until now.

More importantly, just after he blocked the ball with the ball, the ball hit Kolo Touré who had just got up, and then Kolo Touré passed the ball to Schweinsteiger... and finally to Henry.

Taking advantage of Barcelona rushing out to fight back and the rear was empty, Henry successfully reversed offside, rushed into the penalty area, and kicked a 30-degree shot. The ball drew a beautiful arc on the grass and went straight to the dead corner of the gate!
This time, they didn't intercept Puyol.

The Barcelona players originally thought that they could take the opportunity to counterattack Arsenal and widen the score gap. As a result, they all made unforgivable mistakes this time.

"What does that mean? We're tied now?"

(End of this chapter)

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