"It's really unbelievable … Real Madrid, who has been passive in the game, scored again. They are now two goals ahead of Barcelona! This goal concede is a big blow to Barcelona … "Even the radio commentator, Escudero, had to lower his head. He was surprised by Real Madrid's performance. Although he did not mention Li Ang's name, what he said was equivalent to lowering his head.
When he said this, he looked at the Chinese coach who was hugging the others in front of the technical area. He was shocked by the current score. He did not know whether it was the credit of the Chinese coach or Real Madrid's luck. Two counterattacks, two goals! Their luck was too strong.
But if it was luck, Real Madrid's two counterattack tactics were almost the same. They took advantage of the loopholes in Barcelona's defense and dealt a fatal blow. In such a passive and embarrassing situation, they were able to play a fatal counterattack tactic. It was never and could never be the mark of Real Madrid. Which Chinese coach brought this to Real Madrid?
Harrigan looked at his commentator partner. He knew that for the always venomous and stubborn Escudero, to be able to make him shut his mouth and stop attacking Li Ang, this old man was already speechless. It was equivalent to bowing his head.
Ha, it was not easy to make this stubborn donkey eat defeat and be speechless.
Harrigan also looked at Li Ang. This Chinese man named Li Ang was really surprising.
When Mata scored the football into Barcelona's goal for the second time, the reporters watching the game on the sidelines were also stunned.
The reporters who were hunched over their desks and writing news articles looked up with their mouths and eyes wide open. Just before this goal, Barcelona had the absolute initiative. It looked like Barcelona was so close to scoring. The reporters thought that Barcelona's goal was very likely to equalize the score and eventually turn the tables to win the game. They were already preparing for the game.
They didn't expect Real Madrid's substitution to bring about such a change …
It was Mata's second touch and first shot after he came on the field. The ball went in!
They looked down at the draft they had painstakingly written. There was no doubt that these drafts were useless. Even the most optimistic people did not think that Barcelona could easily make a comeback.
The Catalonia reporters were depressed. Their good mood disappeared with the goal concede. These reporters picked up the topic of the first half of the game again. They began to criticize the problem of the field and attack Real Madrid's little tricks.
The reporters in Madrid cheered for the goal and the victory.
That's right. The game might not have been pretty, or even a little ugly, but the current score was two to zero. As Madrid reporters, they were happy for every victory against Barcelona.
The rain was getting heavier, and the situation at the venue was getting worse.
Messi, who had already adapted to the field, was now in trouble again. At this time, even if no one was pressing him, it was difficult to dribble the ball comfortably. The terrible field looked like it had been plowed, which made the water accumulation even worse. It was easier to get injured on such a field.
Even in such a situation, Messi still had a brilliant performance.
Messi was dribbling the ball, and de la Red was defending him. Under the pressure of the backfield, Messi stumbled and knocked the football forward and then chased out. Then he immediately feinted to make de la Red behind him think that he wanted to change direction from the left, but he quickly pushed the football to the right and turned around at the same time!
De la Red was fooled.
However, Messi was unable to move forward. Harvey Garcia rushed over and simply shoveled the football. At the same time, he knocked down Messi.
The referee's whistle did not sound. He thought that Harvey Garcia shoveled the football first. As for Messi falling to the ground, the slippery field could be explained.
Li Ang gave the referee a thumbs up.
"Bastard! That's a foul!! "Vilanova complained on the sidelines.
Cruyff shook his head. Real Madrid's tackle was between a foul and not a foul. It was up to the referee. Considering the slippery field, Messi falling to the ground seemed normal. The referee did not whistle for a foul, so there was nothing he could do.
Li Ang stood in the rain and directed the game. The rain was heavy and dense, pouring down on his body. He put his hands in his trouser pockets like a statue.
Real Madrid's young players had exhausted a lot of their energy.
Callejón and Fàbregas were entangled and fell to the ground together. The former was panting heavily, and the latter was also exhausted. Both of them were lying on the ground and turned their heads to see the scene on the sidelines.
"That's our coach. It's cool, isn't it? "Callejón said proudly.
Fàbregas did not say anything. He got up and saw Barcelona's technical area. Vilanova was holding an umbrella. Beside him was Cruyff, who was also holding an umbrella.
Fàbregas knew that it was not right or fair for him to think that way. The standard of a manager could not be represented by being cool or not. However, at that moment, he really felt that Real Madrid's coach was really cool and looked very powerful.
The rain was getting heavier, and it was difficult for both sides to coordinate on the ground. The talented youths of the two Spanish powerhouses began to play long passes on the muddy field.
Li Ang's heart skipped a beat. He decided to make a substitution.
Li Ang called Negredo over. He put his arm around the boy's shoulder and pointed to the football flying in the air on the field. "Alvaro, what do you see?"
"The football flying in the air," Negredo said.
"Yes, there's more."
"There's more …" Negredo scratched his head.
"Idiot," Li Ang scolded. "Isn't that little cutie flying in the air your goal?! Isn't this the time for you to show your ability to head the ball?! "
Negredo looked at the field again. The football flying in the air made his eyes light up.
"Go! Tell the others to pass the ball into the penalty area when there's a chance, "Li Ang said.
"Yes, I'll tell them to pass the ball. Leave the rest to me," Negredo said excitedly.
"Ha! That's right! Just say it like that! "Li Ang was stunned. Then he laughed and patted Negredo's shoulder." Go. "
Callejon, who could no longer run, was replaced.
Negredo came on as a substitute.
Li Ang hugged Callejon. "Well done, José!" José! "He ruffled the boy's hair. The latter smiled until his eyes narrowed when he received the praise.
Cruyff shook his head as he watched the hand-to-hand combat on the field and the football flying in the air. The sound of raindrops hitting the umbrella was annoying.
Barcelona's Godfather said, "Tim. This game is over. We've lost. "
Vilanova did not say anything.
Indeed, the rain was the straw that broke the camel's back when they were behind by two goals. The field was even muddier. Barcelona had also started to play long balls. This showed that the young players had become unusually impatient. Did you expect Messi to head the ball?
At this time, even Cruyff was not wary of Li Ang's substitution. Obviously, even Barcelona's Godfather did not expect Li Ang to want to score at this time. He did not expect that person to be so bold and greedy.
That person was still not satisfied with a two-goal lead. He wanted to stab Barcelona again.
Three minutes later, Harvey Garcia shot a long shot. Barcelona's goalkeeper, Planziria, saved the football out of the end line.
Real Madrid's corner kick.
Here's the chance!
Li Ang stood on the sidelines. Through the dense rain, he saw de la Red kick the football. He saw Negredo jump high in the penalty area. He jumped higher than everyone else and then smashed the football into the net.
This time, Li Ang did not run to celebrate. He stood there in the pouring rain. The man opened his arms and closed his eyes. He was enjoying …
The referee made the gesture that the goal was valid and then blew the whistle at the end of the game. Real Madrid's under-17 team A defeated Barcelona's under-17 team A with a score of 3-0. Messi and his lads suffered their first defeat in more than half a year. And they lost to Real Madrid, an opponent they did not want to lose to the most!
Most of the Barcelona players collapsed in the mud.
The Royal Horse players ran together. They rushed to the side of the field and surrounded their manager.
"What are you doing? Ah! You rascals — "
One of the children shouted, and then the crowd saw the group of children lift their coach up and throw him up …
The biggest difference between a 3-0 and a 2-0 was that a 3-0 score had a bigger reason to celebrate and cheer.
A 3-0 score was called a complete victory.
A complete victory that no one expected!
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