Wow~~~
The San Siro stadium was in a state of excitement.
Martin Joel gritted his teeth and roared loudly on the sidelines.
But there is no way, this is their home court, and my voice can't spread very far at all.
What's more, the players have already defended very well.
A big guy like Ibrahimovic, who is over 1.9 meters tall, scores a goal with a header. There is really nothing that Tottenham can do.
After Inter Milan took the lead, their morale was high, and their attacks came one after another.
Seemingly seeing the opportunity to advance, the Inter Milan players seemed to have taken gunpowder, each one became more powerful than the other.
Even a small team like Birmingham can beat Tottenham at home, so why can't our big team Inter Milan do the same?
In the VIP stands, Moratti sat firmly on the Diaoyutai.
Although the total score was still behind, looking at the situation on the court, he still held his hands and looked elegant.
Maybe Mancini can really stay until his contract expires!
Perhaps it was pushed too hard and bottomed out.
After a successful defense, Bell gritted his teeth and suddenly jumped out.
In full view of everyone, he took the ball along the left wing and walked away.
Hello!
Hey Hey hey!
Slow down!
Wait for us!
Bell's sudden sprint left forwards Robbie Keane and Berbatov in a daze.
The two of them had just retreated to their own half to participate in defense, and Bell suddenly jumped out, making it difficult for them to keep up.
Bell really shouldn't hold it back and rush forward with the ball regardless.
Perhaps for him, keeping the ball under his feet as much as possible and keeping the ball away from his own penalty area is the safest way to win.
Upon seeing this, Inter Milan did not immediately send anyone to stop him.
Under the command of Zanetti, the Inter Milan defenders returned to their positions as quickly as possible.
First, position yourself at key positions to block Bell's surprise attack space.
After completely separating him from his teammates, he began to "catching turtles in a jar".
Relying on his speed, Bell passed Stankovic and continued to move forward.
But when he came to the edge of the opponent's penalty area, he found that he was surrounded by his opponents.
Emergency stop, pull the ball, spike, retreat, post, protect the ball...
The space for movement was compressed little by little, and in the end Stankovic and Maicon squeezed Bell to the left and right in front of the sideline, unable to move.
Just as he was about to intercept the ball, Bell felt a surge of power from nowhere.
With a loud shout, he bumped his shoulder hard, knocked Stankovic away, and at the same time turned around and slapped him with his toes.
Without being able to see the situation behind him at all, Bell's kick can be described as a "blind sniper".
Although Bell, who turned around at this moment, was standing outside the sideline, he could not only clearly see the horrified expression on Maicon's face, but also catch a glimpse of the ball rolling away from between his legs.
bingo!
Bell felt happy and immediately jumped out.
How could Maicon do as he wished?
He hurriedly bumped his body to the side and blocked Bell outward with his arm.
Under such a high-intensity physical confrontation, Bell, who had just rushed to Maicon's side, lost his center of gravity to the side for an instant.
Just before he fell, the Great Sage's eyes flashed with fire, and he miraculously stretched out his foot again and kicked the ball out before he fell to the ground.
Boom!
There was a crisp sound.
Bell's kick was neither light nor heavy, and it hit just seven or eight meters in front of the top of the Inter Milan arc.
After the mission was successful, Bell's face lit up with joy, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he fell to the ground.
However, in the eyes of the excited Bai Baihe fans, although the first one to rush to the ball was No. 4, it was not the familiar white color.
Zanetti blocked the ball firmly, turned around and faced the front court again.
There was no Tottenham player next to him at this moment, and his teammates stopped attacking as early as the moment Bell was hit.
The ball returned to Inter Milan again.
In the smoke and dust of everyone leaving, Bell sat up from the ground and looked at the open space in front of the Inter Milan arc with some loneliness.
That is the "Wang Xiaodong Area".
As long as Wang Xiaodong is on the court, no matter how fast he rushes, Wang Xiaodong will rush there immediately and wait for the return pass from his teammates.
Even if the quality of the pass is not high and the ball is intercepted, Wang Xiaodong will immediately rush forward to press the ball and delay the opponent's counterattack.
Unlike now, Zanetti didn't pass the ball until he leisurely took the ball across the half court.
...
Inter Milan's attack struck again.
Continuous passes made Tottenham's defenders panic.
In desperation, Huddlestone directly put down the shovel and knocked down Cambiaso.
"Beep!"
The referee's whistle sounded and another free kick was awarded to Inter Milan.
The position of this free kick is almost the same as the previous one. In other words, Inter Milan is very likely to copy the last goal experience and score another victory.
This time, there were two people guarding Ibrahimovic in the penalty area, one behind the other, pinching him into a meat pie.
Even so, fans are still worried.
Looking from a distance, Ibrahimovic's tall figure can be seen at a glance.
Can these two Tottenham players really be able to watch this little giant-like opponent?
Just as Tottenham were nervously lining up the wall, there was a sudden sound on the bench.
Martin Joel looked back and saw that Wang Xiaodong put his coat aside at some point and began to warm up on the sidelines wearing his jersey.
"Coach, DONG him..." The assistant coach hesitated.
"Let him go." Martin Joel shook his head, "It's not bad to keep warm-up."
Having said that, Martin Joel has already made up his mind not to replace Wang Xiaodong until the second half.
Even if 3 are entered, they won’t change!
Zanetti was looking at the Tottenham penalty area when he suddenly glanced at Wang Xiaodong, who was jogging while warming up on the sidelines.
Um? DONG?
Seeing Wang Xiaodong's figure, Zanetti couldn't help but feel a little flustered.
He also knew that Wang Xiaodong's condition was just a simple cold and fever.
And it has been more than ten days since he first received treatment when he got sick. Even a normal person should be cured.
Team coaches want their players to fully recover from their illnesses and it is common for them to take one more game off.
However, in such an important Champions League knockout match as today, even if Martin Joel pities the players, he would not dare not bring Wang Xiaodong to Meazza.
DONG started to warm up?
Tottenham are going to make a substitution?
Damn it! Did we attack a little too hard?
Such a ridiculous idea suddenly came to Zanetti's mind.
He was so stunned that he didn't even hear the referee blow his whistle.
When he came to his senses, he was faced with a wall of five Tottenham Hotspur men who were staring with big eyes and holding back, daring not to move.
Hello!
Everyone blew the whistle!
Why are you still standing there?
Seeing that both players and the referee were looking at him strangely, Zanetti rushed to the ball without hesitation and kicked it out.
Robinson on the goal line raised his neck with his feet off the ground and didn't even stretch out his hands.
The ball just flew out of the baseline.
"Oh~~"
"It's an anti-aircraft gun!"
"The quality of Javier's free kick is not high!" the home commentator said with regret.
After kicking the ball away, Zanetti hurriedly made a few gestures to his teammates, telling them to move back more.
In this way, under the command of the Inter Milan captain, the home team took the initiative to move the front line back to the midfield, and the offensive firepower also dropped slightly.
Seven or eight minutes later, Zanetti glanced at the sidelines again, and Wang Xiaodong was no longer there.
He sat back on the bench, covering his lap with his coat.
"attack!"
Zanetti's eyes changed and he led his team to attack again.
But the good times didn't last long.
Just after Inter Milan completed another shot within the goal frame, Wang Xiaodong stood up again, came to the sidelines and started to press his legs.
Zanetti quickly signaled his teammates to slow down and increase the number of kicks.
After going back and forth, even the Inter Milan players were a little confused.
Captain, are we attacking or defending?
Offensive or defensive?
Zanetti cursed silently.
It depends on whether the guy is sitting or standing?
