Chapter 785 **** for tat

   "Goal!! Goal!! Roquel!! God! Hoffenheim scored the first goal, hahahahaha!!"

  The German commentator jumped up from his chair happily and danced.

   And the German fans in front of the TV are also boiling!

   They held their heads in surprise, showing disbelief.

   Before the start of the game, they never thought that Hoffenheim would score the first goal!

  Although Hoffenheim has performed well in these two seasons, as a new club, fans still feel that Hoffenheim is a certain distance from the old giants.

but now!

   It was Hoffenheim who scored the first goal!

   This is simply shocking!

   The entire 'Dome Stadium' set off bursts of cheers, and the thunderous applause continued for a long time.

  The fans jumped up from their seats in surprise, and all of them, men, women, and children, showed ecstasy and hugged each other to celebrate.

   And in the Koch stand, the diehard Hoffenheim fans have gone crazy!

   Huge flag waving in the wind!

The crowd below    boiled like a pan.

   They chanted Roquel's name, unable to extricate themselves.

   They have never been so happy as this moment.

   All the applause, cheers and shouts to Roquel.

   And Roquel stood on the field, like a hero, welcoming the cheers from the fans.

   However, soon Roquel was also thrown down by his teammates who were chasing him. They rolled on the ground, happy like children.

   The Hoffenheim players are happy at this moment.

   OMG!

   They are ahead of Barcelona!

   On the other hand, the Barcelona players were a little dazed.

   Scored a goal?

   How did you score a goal?

  Maybe they are used to the peaceful life, and they are very unaccustomed to falling behind all of a sudden.

   Even in the Champions League, they are rarely behind.

   But now, they are really behind.

   And still behind the country team they taunted.

   Suddenly, they remembered their previous words, those words that mocked Hoffenheim, and slapped their faces like big slaps.

  Especially some Barcelona players who were talking before the game felt feverish on their faces.

  The big talk made them talk, but the current situation is to turn them into clowns directly.

   "Head up! Cheer up, it's just a goal!"

   Suddenly there was a loud roar.

   Everyone turned to look.

   They saw Fernando clapping his hands, encouraging them loudly.

   "It's not that we haven't experienced falling behind, this is just a goal, it cheers me up, we're going to start a counterattack!"

  The words of Fernando as the captain played a lot of roles. Many players began to shake their heads, throwing the messy thoughts in their heads to the back and focusing on the game.

After the    celebration, the two sides came to their respective half.

  Barcelona's Tukal kicks off in the middle circle.

  The game resumes.

   After Barcelona fell behind, they showed no signs of being anxious.

   is still pulling the back line at his own pace.

   And in this constant pulling and control, the defenders of Hoffenheim felt uncomfortable and disgusting.

   "Shit!"

  Manny felt a little overwhelmed.

   If they can’t effectively drive the opponent out of their own half, then their pressure will still exist, and it will get bigger and bigger.

   But now the situation is that Hoffenheim is difficult to make a steal.

  Although Hoffenheim has the tactic of pressing from a high position, this tactic cannot be used frequently. Once used too much, it will eventually lead to a serious consumption of their own physical energy and eventually ruin the game.

   That's the case now, Hoffenheim can't get the ball with a high press.

   But Barcelona's pass-and-control push gave them a lot of pressure.

  Manny turned to look at the time, 41 minutes.

   There are four minutes left and the first half is over.

   He hoped that he could turn faster in these four minutes. If it dragged on for too long, he was afraid that he would not be able to withstand it.

  Barcelona are still playing very calmly.

  The midfield partner of Fernando and Xavi Alonso constantly passed the ball and tested the weakness of Hoffenheim's defense.

   In the frequent pulling, Hoffenheim also appeared unable to keep up with the rhythm.

   Seeing this, Fernando decided to execute a wave of attacks.

   Fernando kicked the ball to Tukal, who returned to Fernando.

   Hoffenheim was accustomed to this kind of temptation.

   But the difference is that this time Fernando kicked up again and stuffed the ball into the space in front of the right.

   Almost at the same time, Harvey Abano and Piani started.

   The two ran swiftly along the sideline, standing almost parallel, pushing each other.

   "Piani, get out of the way!"

   "Arrogant! Don't even think about it!"

   As opponents in the youth training period, they naturally knew each other.

   But at this time, the battlefield of the two people shifted from the youth training training match to the Champions League.

   And now they all have different degrees of growth.

  Piani's body has been trained to some extent, so he can suppress Harvey Abano, who is not very strong.

   However, this suppression suddenly became unbalanced at a distance of five meters from the ball.

  I saw that Harvey Abano suddenly accelerated and overtook Piani in an instant.

"what?"

  Piani was shocked. He didn't expect Harvey Abano to be able to accelerate with such explosive power.

   On the other side, after stopping the ball, Harvey Abano directly blocked the path in front of Piani.

   The two collided firmly.

   But Harvey Abano was well prepared, so he went straight into the penalty area with the impact.

   On the other hand, Piani fell behind and fell behind, so he could only watch Harvey Abano leave.

   At this time, three people appeared in Barcelona's penalty area in Hoffenheim.

   And Hoffenheim's defender is also three people.

  Three against three, offensive and defensive dominant.

  Harvey Abano took advantage of Slanka to defend his space and passed the ball diagonally behind.

  Tukar made a shot, which attracted Manny and Ross Grimman's flying block.

   But the next second, Tukar gently lowered his raised right foot and tucked the ball to the left wing.

  Surem on the left wing had no defenders in front of him. Facing the goalkeeper alone, he calmly pushed a near corner.

  The ball rubbed the goal post and got in.

   In the 43rd minute of the first half, Barcelona successfully equalized the score.

After    scoring, Surem raised his hands high, pointed his index finger to the sky, and showed a happy smile.

   In the scene, except for some wailing Hoffenheim fans, it was the 3,000 excited Barcelona expedition fans.

  Spanish Champions League commentary seat.

   "Surem! This is the scoring ability of the La Liga super scorer, this is the La Liga giants!"

   "Even if they are behind, they still play extremely calmly, because they know that they will never fail!"

   "Go on! Barcelona! Let's go to the top of Europe together!"

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