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　　 Zhuo Yang, Kaka, and Inzaghi ran across the south stand under their shoulders, pointing to the die-hard Rosenner to celebrate. Teammates are rushing in, from their own half, from the other half, from the bench.

　　 South stands cheered a majestic duet.

　　 "Who is the best in the world?"

　　 "Pibo!!"

　　 "Who is the best in the world?"

　　 "Kaka!!"

　　 "Who is the best in the world?"

　　 "My-KING!!"

　　 "Who is invincible?"

　　 "Milan! Milan! Milan!!!"

　　In just ten minutes, he already has a 2:0 lead, how can this not make Milanese ecstatic. The teammates caught up and hugged the three of them tightly. The home team had no one but Ancelotti on the bench.

　　In the main stand, Maldini and Costa Kuta, who were not on the roster today, stood up and cheered their arms, flexing their muscles with their fists clenched. "Liverpool on Dog Day, wash your neck and give me someone to wait." Maldini gritted his teeth.

　　Cotton Costa Kuta also glanced. "It's great to be able to avenge this hatred before retiring."

Although Ronaldo next to 　　 was also cheering, it was obvious that he was a little lost, because he didn't have the part to reach the finals. "I really want to go! I have won all the world championships, but I haven't won the Champions League, so **** hell."

　　Martini has a similar feeling. He and Ronaldo are just the opposite. The four Champions League big ear cups have won the team's soft hands. However, Italy's arrogance at the World Cup last summer has nothing to do with him.

　　 "Ronnie, don't worry." Maldini pointed his eyes at Zhuo Yang and Kaka in the venue. "Next year, we will continue next year."

　　 Ronaldo's eyes were dazed: "Next year? Next year..."

　　 Simic heard the conversation, and said: Alas, next year? Let's get the qualification for the Champions League next season...

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　　 The cold ice rain patted randomly on his face, and Ferguson couldn't move if he wanted to. He also saw it, not only Vidic, but also not the defender. Milan's offensive trio's casual shifting made Manchester United's 30-meter area riddled with holes, and even the consistently stable Mtessa Kedu's steps were heavy.

Ferguson didn’t dare to let Manchester United beat the ball at this time, without a strong fighting spirit and a good offensive state. With AC Milan, an experienced and moving team, the oppressive battle was to find death. Rome was like this before him. The tragic death, don't think that Zhuo Yang's stinky boy is honest.

　　 can only stabilize first, and never dare to appear low-level vulnerabilities again. Ferguson instructed Manchester United to kick back, hold back the position and then try to make plans. AC Milan is not too scared to fight their position.

　　 Sure enough, under Pirlo's schedule, AC Milan also slowed down the pace, 2:0 is a huge advantage, this advantage is not in the score, but the situation in the battle.

　　 AC Milan can use the rhythm of the world to control the slow-paced mushrooms. Anyway, 2:0 is enough, but if Manchester United still have illusions about the final, they must attack. Haha, when it comes to hitting the other side, AC Milan may not be convinced.

　　After another ten minutes, the battle was completely stabilized, and Ferguson thought about adjusting. Is it to strengthen the striker and try to equalize early goals, or adjust the defense to continue the established tactics? The dilemma is a headache.

　　 However, the players on the court helped Lord Ye make a choice-Grandpa was injured.

　　 The Mertesacker defender took the ball, flashed the entangled Inzaghi, and stepped the ball to the side. Unexpectedly, the ball kicked out, Grandpa Mo also bounced. The grass was wet on a rainy day. When he stepped, he was hit by a small hole hidden under the turf. His body was bouncing under his inertia. The football kicked and fell right under Kaka's feet.

　　 This is a perfect opportunity to fight back. Kaka's conditioned reflex is about to cut to the ribs to see Mertesack ‘Aw~’ with his legs planted on the ground. Without hesitation, Kaka knew Zhuo Yang and Grandma Mo's relationship, and everyone had been on vacation together, Master Ka immediately kicked the ball out of the court.

　　 Zhuo Yang has already rushed by. "What's the situation? Grandpa."

　　 Grandpa hugged his legs and grinned. "Hi--I fuck, you San Siro is really a mine buried under the turf. I fuck! It may be a bad thing. I **** me!"

　　 The turf quality of the Serie A stadium is the worst in the top five leagues. San Siro's venues and turf are inferior in Serie A, and they are not worthy of the status of Milan's giants.

　　A and Inter have to let their base staff carefully check the turf and make up temporarily before each home game, and every time they are busy with a group of maintenance workers. Today's game is the same. Before the game, it also passed the field inspection of the duty referee, but letting the nonstop rain soaked, the exposed area could not be filled. So, Grandpa Mo grandpa.

　　The two Milanese have long wanted to renovate the venue and turf flowers vigorously, or simply replace them with brand new ones, digging the ground three feet. However, the ownership of San Siro (Meazza) belongs to the Milan city government. The Milan duo only rented it to play. Therefore, the turf field has been completely closed. The three companies have been pulling the skin year after year.

　　The giants all over Europe mocked and criticized San Siro's venue conditions, which was simply disgraceful. As long as they can't lift the two Milans in other ways, those giants will immediately use San Siro's turf to talk to each other~lightnovelpub.net~At this time, the Milan duo can only shut up and dare not even say anything.

After a simple examination by the team doctor, he made a substitution gesture to Ferguson. Lord Lord directly scolded his mother, and then angrily let Ferdinand warm up. It is conceivable how Ferguson will spray AC Milan after the game, and there is no way to win or lose.

　　 Zhuo Yang and the Manchester United team doctors slowly jumped down with Grandpa Mo, and Grandpa was upset. "Zhuo Yang, this kind of venue dared to be placed in Old Trafford. Lord Jue has blocked the door and scolded the street. You also need to be careful, this **** ground, maybe someone will be planted again one day. …Bah, bah, no taboos.... How lazy the Italians are after all these years!”

　　 "I look back and find a chance to scold Moratti and give you relief." Zhuo Yang said quickly.

　　 "Why scold Moratti? Why not scold Berlusconi?" Grandpa didn't understand.

　　 "The mayor of Milan is Moratti's sister-in-law. Scolding him means scolding the mayor, their family."

　　 "I fuck!"

　　 Inter Milan boss Moratti's sister-in-law Leticia ran for Milan mayor with Moratti's wife Millie last summer. The sister-in-law defeated her brother-in-law and became the new mayor of Milan. However, Moratti and his wife Millie are both politically left-wing, while their sister-in-law and right-wing leader Berlusconi are political allies, and the family pee is not a pot.

　　Diagnosed after the game, Pell Mertesacker suffered a ligament strain on his left knee, ending the 2006-07 season early.

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