George Wood, who was bypassed by Zidane, did not get up immediately to continue the battle as usual. Instead, he sat on the ground for a while before he stood up again. Real Madrid's first attack had ended.
Zidane ran past him and returned to his position. George Wood leaned towards the middle. His eyes were fixed on Zidane the whole time. It was a fierce gaze.
He felt humiliated, which was unacceptable.
The turn just now made him feel as if he had returned to the El Madrigal Stadium a year ago. On that terrible night, he was fooled by an Argentine attacking midfielder.
The indifferent Argentine always glanced at him with an even colder look, as if to remind him: Who do you think you are?
He could not stand this contempt.
When Zidane ran past him, it was as if he was surrounded by a mass of air.
In fact, this was normal. Who would have the time to pay attention to an ordinary opponent? But George Wood had a bad association.
He wanted to defeat this Frenchman. No matter how terrifying Ribery made him out to be, he wanted to defeat him and leave a deep impression in this man's mind. Just like the impression that Riquelme left in his mind back then …
Nottingham Forest's offense was unable to enter Real Madrid's thirty-meter zone. Due to the small number of players invested in the offense, their pass was intercepted by Gravesen after the third kick.
This time, the football was not given to Zidane. It was given to Guti.
Like Zidane, Guti was also a midfield playmaker for Real Madrid. He had a high talent and passing ability, but he could not become a main player. It was just that Rosenberg needed the team to attack heavily in this game, so he replaced the Uruguayan defensive midfielder, Pablo Garcia.
When Guti debuted, he played as a center forward. He was a forward with the same future as Raúl, but as time went by, he played in many positions and even played as a center back. Now, he was fixed in the midfield. His trademark was a scalpel through pass.
But the biggest difference between him and Zidane was that Zidane was a waterfall, while Guti was just a fountain — Duan Yu's Six Pulse Magic Sword was sometimes effective.
His role in this game was not to organize the offense, but to assist Zidane and help him share the pressure. When the experienced Real Madrid saw that George Wood was marking Zidane one-on-one, they changed their playmaker at the right time.
Guti was Albertini's opponent.
I believe that the people at the Bernabéu stadium are no strangers to the Italians. When he played for Atlético Madrid for a short time, Albertini used a beautiful long shot to beat Real Madrid in the final game. It was a Madrid derby, and after the game, Raúl took the initiative to exchange jerseys with Albertini.
This time, Albertini was very active. He used a beautiful frontal defense to intercept Guti's dribbling. Furthermore, he immediately organized an attack on the spot and sent the football to the front field with a beautiful long pass!
"Albertini's long pass! Anelka! "
Anelka, who had just rushed up to attack, did not have time to return to defend when he saw the football flying toward him again. Anelka's eyes lit up at the sight of Anelka, who could never focus on defense.
His chance had come!
When he played for Real Madrid, he was ridiculed for only scoring two goals in a season. Although he helped the La Liga powerhouse team win the Champions League that season, when people later tallied up the season, they ignored his contribution to the team and only saw his bad side. The Champions League title had nothing to do with him. The entire Bernabéu was his enemy. Until now, when he received the football, he could still clearly hear the boos from all directions in the stadium. This was clearly a "welcome gift" to him.
He hoped to score a beautiful goal here and complete his revenge against the Bernabéu.
"A beautiful stop!"
Anelka stopped the football steadily. Salgado rushed up to defend, but Anelka was not in a hurry to rush forward. He first controlled the ball at his feet. When Salgado came up, he suddenly pulled the ball with his feet and tricked his former teammate into stumbling.
Then he suddenly moved and inserted diagonally!
Salgado, the "desperate man," naturally would not let Anelka pass so easily. He turned around and chased after him with both hands and feet.
Anelka firmly stuck his opponent behind him and protected the ball as he rushed into the penalty area.
Elguerra rushed to defend Anelka.
It was another teammate from back then …
The French striker clenched his teeth, his leg muscles contracted rapidly, and he came to a sudden stop! His body jerked back, and it was too late for Salgado, who was chasing after him, to go around. He forced himself to a sudden stop, but it was difficult to speed up again. Anelka interrupted Salgado's rhythm with a sudden stop, and at the same time, disrupted Elguerra's rhythm.
As a former teammate, Anelka was well aware of Elguerra's defensive problems. No matter when, he was used to facing his defensive target with his back and buttocks. For this reason, he often easily slipped past Elguerra during training.
This time, it was no exception!
Anelka's sudden stop made Elguerra think that the Frenchman was going to shoot. He hurriedly braked and turned to block the shot.
The French striker was waiting for the moment when Elguerra turned around. He nimbly pulled the football to the side and disappeared from Elguerra's field of vision.
The boos in the stands were loud enough to give people a heart attack, but Anelka could not hear anything. He only had the goal in front of him, and he only wanted revenge!
Ramos flew to the rescue, but it was too late. Anelka, who had slipped past Elguerra, raised his leg to shoot in the shortest time possible, and Casillas did his best to save the shot!
But this time, "Saint Igor" did not save Real Madrid.
The football brushed past his fingertips and flew into the goal behind him!
"GOOOOOAL!"
"Nicolas Anelka!"
Tang En stood up from his seat with his arms raised high.
The Frenchman, who had scored the goal, put his index finger in front of his lips and turned around in front of the goal toward the stands.
He had never felt as happy as he did now!
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