Green Life

v3 Chapter 62: Shirtless

It turns out that this is what the Camp Nou looked like when it was full of fans. The moment Maqin stepped onto the court during the warm-up, it was a bit shocking.

The red, blue, flags, and sounds of the Wuyang Wuyang can no longer be called sounds here, but a kind of agitation that is almost materialized.

The oval-shaped multi-story grandstand stands tall and looks majestic, but it is depressing. If you look down from the sky, the whole shape is very similar to the ancient Roman arena.

Today, here, the ultimate showdown of the Champions League semi-finals of the 08-09 season will be staged!

This stadium can accommodate nearly 100,000 people, is the world's largest football stadium after Maracanã, and is also the largest five-star stadium in Europe.

From the stand on the four sides of the stands, you can’t see the heads at all. There are a lot of Liverpool fans today, but they can’t be seen among 100,000 people. Mark Qin just knows that the spirits of Sam and Shankly are here, but Standing on the court can't see at all.

Barcelona fans are creating an atmosphere of horror. Regardless of other things, the loyalty and enthusiasm of single-round fans is indeed one of the best in Barcelona.

Mark Qin ran onto the court and, under the leadership of Xio, began to warm up. The rain was about to come.

The stadium is big and wide. When they got used to the stadium in advance, this feeling became obvious. The Camp Nou’s pitch was three to four meters longer than a standard football pitch.

For a team like Barcelona that loves through-stop, this is simply paradise.

What is the concept of three or four meters? Adults have their legs shoulder-to-shoulder apart, and it should be about one meter, that is, on the left and right sides of the stadium. There are two more people running here than most stadiums.

For the front and back, the distance of these three or four meters, let alone the short-distance explosive star, the distance of one meter is the difference between the sky and the underground.

"Run, run", Xio yelled loudly with a whistle, "feel every inch of turf under your feet carefully, in a while you will run here for 90 minutes, and I want you to give it to me from the first minute Completely enter the state"

"Barcelona, ​​Barcelona, ​​Barcelona...Sa...", the deafening voice has sounded. This is the first time Maqin has come to the Nou Camp. This season, he has visited several famous home stadiums in Spain.

From the group stage to the Champions League semi-finals, they have forged an indissoluble bond with the Spanish team. With their current results, they can be called the Spanish killers.

If they can smoothly eliminate Barcelona after this game, they can become the top matador this season, and they match their red suit.

Ninety minutes later, is it to survive or destroy!

"This is the last time the Red Army Liverpool played against the Spanish team in the Champions League this season. Regardless of today's result, they will become England's knights against Spain alone." Peterson and McManaman sat in the studio early and prepared to start live broadcasts. The ultimate showdown.

"This is Camp Nou. Although Liverpool still leads by two goals, for them, they will face a huge test today. Not long ago, Bayern had a net four bombs here. We hope Liverpool can pass this level smoothly and let The Champions League final once again staged the British duel!"

Countless live broadcast cars are already ready, and there are too many stars, coaches, and politicians in the stands today. This is a game that affects hundreds of millions of people.

Whether the Red and Blue Army will fully bloom their beauty, or the **** Red Army will break through with swords, this game is a confrontation of styles, a confrontation of stars, or a political confrontation.

Platini and Laporta sat in their respective boxes early, and they did not expect that Liverpool would be so strong, beyond their expectations, strong.

If they say that they can steal victory from Barcelona by positioning the bus and occasionally counterattacks, they can understand that after all, the team is not a god, and it is impossible to be in such a good state in every game.

However, Liverpool's tactics have restrained Barcelona's current tactics, which makes them feel unbelievable. Barcelona is now in a good state, but their last game was fair and honest and lost.

The minds of countless people gathered in the Nou Camp, waiting to see a big show.

Mark Qin glanced at Guardiola not far behind, he still seemed calm, or the Camp Nou gave them strong confidence.

Those red and blue teams lined up, there is no panic on their faces, two balls, at the Nou Camp, it is really not a problem, they may regard the game as an accident.

Looking further ahead, it is the once great referee, Henning, who left a lot of stories between him and Chelsea in his previous life.

There are rumors outside the door, but no one knows what is going on inside. He missed a foul by Chelsea, and finally sent off the Barcelona players. Whether it was a premeditated or a level problem, no one can tell, Ma Hacken did not expect to see him here today.

What should happen is destined to happen, Maqin did not take it to heart. This is the Champions League semi-final, which is highly anticipated. Even if he is partial, he does not dare to be unscrupulous.

Where is the home whistle, where is absolute fairness? , Instead of entangled in this, it is better to do your best, let all the haze, like smoke meet the wind, like snow meet the light.

"Victory, victory, victory...", the game is about to begin, Liverpool is still in a group, invigorating their spirits, shouting the slogan of winning.

"Listen, guys", after Gerrard yelled, Mark Qin immediately followed up, "This is the Nou Camp. There must be a home whistle. Please calm your mind. Don't make any additional moves because of that. The referee may zoom infinitely"

Carragher is not there, he is the second captain on the field, he has the right to speak, even if he is just 18 years old, this is Liverpool's heritage.

The players subconsciously turned their heads to look at Herning, then turned their heads, their eyes firm, no one can stop us from entering the finals here today, this is the pride of the great Liverpool!

Henry sat on the bench with mixed emotions. Even if the team can win, what does it have to do with him? Guardiola's game is really broken.

Before the game started, he stood firmly on the sidelines. This was a game he could not neglect for a second. Liverpool may be the most restrained opponent they encountered this season.

"Guardiola did not use their last 20 minutes without a front line. Iniesta replaced Henry to play the left wing. The teenager Butzkerz got the starting opportunity. What is his idea?" After being seated, Peterson frowned as he looked at Barcelona's formation.

It's okay without a front line as a surprise team, Guardiola will never start an important game with an untrained formation, and they need to score goals.

This is a game where no one has any secrets anymore. Guardiola stared at the court firmly, watching the teenager standing in the middle circle preparing to kick-off with Torres, feeling mixed.

How much he hopes that the young man he fancy is wearing red and blue, is to put on his clothes and armour, but now he has become their strongest opponent.

That is a kind of unobtainable, lonely.

Then, his eyes condensed, his heart squatted, and immediately following the opening whistle and the sudden flying ball, he looked in the direction of his goal. Only he dare!

This is Camp Nou. This is where one hundred thousand Barcelona fans gather their eyes. The visiting team has always been under pressure.

But the ball is like a sharp sword, just like the Old Trafford he had witnessed on TV, the stadium was strangled by a big hand and quacked.

"Mark..." Peterson screamed straight into the sky at the beginning, "The opening hanging door..., how can I forget, how can I forget, he will definitely come this hand"

Not only him, but the red and blue soldiers on the field all turned their heads and trembled, Valdes, don't you **** do not slip, fortunately, Valdes seemed to have heard the prayers, and jumped up on the small penalty area line. , Will hold the falling ball and hold out the beam.

"Oh...", a huge exclamation. Many Barcelona fans were gasping for breath with their chests. I rely on it. If you lose the ball at the beginning, I don't dare to think about it.

Then they gathered their gazes on the teenager who caused the trouble, "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

"Makqin's kick is too imposing," Zhan Jun exclaimed excitedly. "He announced Liverpool's attitude at the beginning. Don't think this is the Nou Camp, we will catch it!" he shouted excitedly.

Makqin kicked the ball to a point outside the penalty area in the corner area, and the penalty area was dragged for confrontation, but Liverpool had a dominant header and Scotter beat Pique and hit the ball over the head.

"Scott, header, oops, over the crossbar", Zhan Jun said regretfully, "Liverpool attacked twice in a row at the beginning of the game, and the momentum was very strong."

Guardiola breathed a sigh of relief. Liverpool's offensive efficiency really made him feel scared. He racked his brains this week before he came up with a way to crack the defense. If they just start the game He attacked one, and he couldn't cry.

"Stay steady, hold steady!", he shouted with both hands on the sidelines, Liverpool's attack has already cast some psychological shadow on them, and their counterattack in the last game was too sharp.

Valdes kicked off and Liverpool quickly returned to the backcourt. Their strategy in this game has not changed. Mascherano and Kuyt still follow Xavi and Iniesta.

Only today, there was an extra Butsk, Pique and Yaya Toure played double central defenders, but when attacking, Pique will be pressed, Yaya Toure and left back Abidal reclaim protection, but this In fact, there is no difference between the non-frontal formations. They are all organized in the middle and attack by tearing Liverpool's ribs.

Barcelona still dominates the ball, especially with Pique and Butzkotz sitting in the midfield ~lightnovelpub.net~ to make their possession more stable than in the last game.

"Agge, Agge broke the through ball from Butzkerz to Messi, handed it to Gerrard, Gerrard, was tackled by Pique, Barcelona's press came up very quickly, it seems they are fighting back against Liverpool The routine is well prepared"

Peterson looked at Barcelona's attack in the opening game and was a little worried, because Liverpool was indeed a bit embarrassed like the last 20 minutes of the previous game.

"In this game, Barcelona actually arranged six midfielders. The purpose is to crack Liverpool's targeted defense. Now it's up to Liverpool's counterattack to seize the opportunity like the previous game. This is crucial for Liverpool. Important," McManaman said solemnly.

"Agge, seal Messi's inside cut." Taking advantage of the out-of-bounds ball, Maqin quickly arranged a defense. He had to press out to watch Butzkotz, and he could not let him and Pique pour the ball.

"Gary (Cahill), Dirk is looking at Iniesta, you can collect in the penalty area appropriately, assist Martin (Scott), Ager is out", he ran over and took a picture. Cahill said from the back, nodding his head in response.

In this game, Guardiola finally sealed all the loopholes, attacked Liverpool with a crushing force, waiting for them, will be the stormy waves.

But so what, I don’t believe that you will never make a mistake!

He ran to the midfield to meet him, and hit the backcourt with a volley. Torres was fighting against Yaya Toure this time. Yaya Toure's squeeze made him slow, and Valdes ran out of the penalty area. A big foot outside ended Liverpool's attack.

Football is always a game. He met a top team and a top opponent. They gave him a 60-minute loophole, which is already commendable. This allowed them to score three goals.

Nowadays, shirtless, there is only one left to draw...