Super Marshal

It was still the previous VIP box, or the previous Slavic middle-aged and English glasses, the only difference is that Manchester United CEO Peter Kenyon also sat between the two to accompany.

Seeing the shocking score on the scoreboard, the middle-aged Slav was shocked and stunned.

"If he lost, he actually lost, and he lost like this!"

The last long sigh made people feel his disappointment.

He once had high hopes for Gao Han, but now he is greatly disappointed.

It's a slap in the door, but it falls short!

"I have already said that the Champions League final is completely different from other games and cannot be judged by the strength of the team."

The England Glasses are cheerful and proud of their accurate inferences before the game.

"Atletico Madrid did have the advantage in the first 20 minutes, but the biggest weakness of this team is their youth and lack of experience in major finals. This makes it difficult for them to calm their emotions after losing a goal first. It's very deadly."

Peter Kenyon also nodded hurriedly, "Yes, it has nothing to do with strength, I can only say, it's a pity."

The game is now three to zero, and there is no suspense at all.

"The good show has just begun. If you continue to play like this, you may be able to score an amazing score in the second half and set a record for the Champions League final." England Glasses said with excitement.

As a neutral fan, he has no good or bad impression of the two teams, just watching the excitement and not afraid of big things.

But after hearing this, the middle-aged Slav closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he exhaled heavily and got up from his seat.

"Let's go, look bad!"

After speaking, he took the lead out of the VIP box without any nostalgia.

England Glasses and Peter Kenyon looked at each other, smiled helplessly, and both followed out.

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"Young, too young."

In the VIP area of ​​Old Trafford Stadium, Ferguson exhaled helplessly and murmured.

Sitting next to him were the old coaches Aragones and Heynckes who had flown from Spain. They all came to support Alpine and Atletico Madrid, but they didn't expect...

"If the average age is two years older, the competition will definitely not be what it is now."

Neither Aragones nor Heynckes refuted Ferguson's judgment.

Anyone who is familiar with professional football knows that two years, for professional players, is simply a world of difference.

Especially for young teams like Atletico Madrid, two years are enough for them to mature.

If you think of a team as one person, then Atletico Madrid is probably seventeen or eighteen, in the midst of youthful and lush years, while AC Milan is like a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties, strong and experienced.

Everyone knows that Gao Han has already done enough preparations before the game. This can be seen from the steady control of the team twenty minutes before the start, but all of this was completely disrupted after the sudden goal. Up.

To be sure, Gao Han must have a plan and plan to concede the ball first, but the young players who are on the court and under the pressure of the Champions League final are probably not able to take care of them. They are already in chaos.

"Everyone said Lippi is an old fox, but in my opinion, Ancelotti is a little fox, and the Italian coach is very virtuous and cunning." Aragones scolded angrily.

As the head coach of Spain, he really doesn't have much favor with the Italian coach.

"Ancelotti is very tenacious, and has a high tactical literacy. He is a professional player and has rich experience. He has a very good timing, very resolute and decisive. In addition, the team is relatively mature and stable, so I really can't say anything."

Relatively speaking, Heynckes' evaluation is rather objective and neutral.

Listening to his tone, I also feel sorry for Atletico Madrid, but AC Milan's goal is no problem.

"It's going to take a break soon, let's see what Gao Han does." Aragones said with a sullen face.

Ferguson was surprised at hearing, "Why, haven't you planned to give up yet?"

"Give up?" Aragones sneered coldly. "Atletico Madrid's tradition is that even at the last minute of the battle, you never give up lightly. Besides, if you give up like this, then you are too underestimated."

Ferguson was slightly surprised, but soon understood.

Atletico Madrid can come to this day, it is definitely killed out of the blood of the dead mountain, without a bit of hard bones, it is impossible to do it.

"The key is to re-energize the team's morale. With Atletico Madrid's offensive power, as long as it plays normally, there may not be a chance to turn defeat into victory." Heynckes also agrees with Aragones' judgment.

Aragones nodded, "This kid Gao Han always makes strange tricks, which is surprising. I hope this time too."

What they said, Ferguson and Heynckes couldn't help but look forward to it.

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The first half ended in three to zero.

The entire Old Trafford Stadium has completely turned into a carnival ground for Rossoneri fans.

Atletico Madrid fans were silent collectively, and even appeared in live TV footage, many fans were secretly wiping tears.

The ac Milan player returned to the dressing room with three goals contentedly.

Everyone’s face is full of excitement and excitement, because they all know that this score is enough to ensure they win the Champions League, but they are not proud of it.

Because there is still the second half.

As experienced professional players, all of them know that Atletico Madrid is not as weak as the score shows. As long as you are careless, you may immediately be reversed by your opponents and even turn defeat into victory.

Of course, this possibility is minimal or even impossible.

But they still have to be cautious.

As usual, after entering the locker room, the big guys began to discuss the first half of the game.

Among the frontcourt players, Seedorf performed very poorly. Not only did he not contribute in the three goals, but even in other offenses, he looked like he was invisible.

"That fellow Marcos Senna stared at me very closely," Seedorf explained.

Everyone could tell that he was a little nervous.

This affected his performance.

But Maldini pointed at him unceremoniously, "Clarence, I have to remind you to be careful when defending. Your area is always a breakthrough for the opponent."

"I need to move for the offense, so sometimes it's too late to get back into position."

"No, no, you should think about defense first, and you always run to the center." Maldini couldn't allow him to retort.

For Maldini, no one in AC Milan's locker room refused to accept.

Because of his rich experience, he can always see through his teammates at a glance.

The same conversation also happened to other players, such as Gattuso and Ambrosini who did not perform well, as well as Karadze.

Participating in the Champions League final is the dream of every professional player.

But when this moment really comes, there will be many people who feel nervous about it, and then perform abnormally.

Even the thick lines of Gattuso and Ambrosini can't help but fail to perform well.

But everyone knows that Pirlo's weak defensive ability as a delayed playmaker makes midfielder Ambrosini and Gattuso a necessary condition, especially the latter.

Therefore, everyone is more tolerant towards them.

But even in the Champions League final, even if it was already three goals ahead, but the whistle did not sound at the end of the game, everyone was still burdened with heavy pressure and burden, so the voice in the dressing room was getting louder and louder, and so were accusations and rebuttals. It became more and more intense, and it even seemed a bit like a quarrel in the end.

When Ancelotti walked into the locker room and heard his players noisy like the aunt of the market, his face immediately sank.

"Everyone shut up to me!"

Ancelotti shouted, and everyone was silent.

As a star of AC Milan, he has such weight and influence in this team.

"I'll give you five minutes to think about your poor performance in the first half. If it wasn't for Atletico Madrid to miss too many scoring opportunities, we would not have known how many goals we would have lost, and we could still carry three intact. Than zero back to the locker room?"

Ancelotti's accusation made all the players bow their heads, because this is true.

"In five minutes, I don't want to hear any of your voices. You can't do a single word. Please calm me down."

Ancelotti glared around the crowd, making everyone whose eyes glanced overwhelmed.

"Five minutes later, let's summarize the first half and study the second half."

"But I want to remind you one thing, Atletico Madrid is not so easy to be knocked down. The opponents who are forced to desperation are often the most terrible."

Ancelotti's words made everyone in the dressing room serious.

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"Losed, oooooo, we lost!"

"I can't believe that we actually lost."

"Oh my God, how can this be possible?"

"We finally got here, how can we lose? Don't we always win?"

"Woohoo..."

"Brest star four to zero, Barcelona four to zero, is it our turn now?"

...

At halftime, compared to the euphoria of AC Milan fans, Atletico Madrid fans were full of grief.

The zero to three lag in the first half made them completely desperate for the game.

Each of them loves this team deeply, but at this moment, they have to accept reality.

Zero to three, they have already lost!

Among them, most of the fans have also given up, and their feelings are diminished.

But there are also a small number of fans who still persist in perseveringly.

When they hear the frustrated voices of their surrounding companions, they can't help but persuade them.

"No, there is still the second half, brothers, we still have a chance!"

"Yes~www.NovelMTL.com~ The game is not over yet, we can't just give up like this!"

"Oh my God, are you still the sons of Seagod? Are we going to give up early?"

"In the tradition of Atletico Madrid, there has never been a word of surrender!"

"That's right, maybe Gao Han is trying to turn the situation around in the locker room. We can't give up so soon!"

"Sing, come, brothers, let's sing, don't lose to those **** Italians!"

"Fight with them!"

"Sing our team song, brothers, don't give up lightly!"

"Come on, we won't lose to anyone!"

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The faint singing gradually sounded in the stands of Atletico Madrid fans, and it was easy to be submerged in the wave of ac Milan fans’ celebration, but they struggled stubbornly to survive, and gradually infected people around them, gradually spreading...