Chapter 702 Head, do we really want to do this?
It's Marco Materazzi!
It's him again!!
"Ma-te-la-qi-!!! Score with a direct free kick!"
"In the past, the all-round horse of attack and defense at its peak is back!!"
"I want to confess to God that when I was counting the top scorer in Inter Milan, I actually forgot the former top scorer in Perugia... When Materazzi's career was at the beginning of his career, he became the top scorer with excellent free kicks and penalty techniques!"
"This is a typical Materazzi-style free kick, with a cunning arc and unexpected position selection, often hitting the most uncomfortable position for the goalkeeper... Such a shot, even if the world's first god Buffon comes back from injury and stands on the goal line, it is difficult to block!"
"Inter Milan's tactical corner kick deceived everyone..."
"Nicholas Gigi's ecstasy flash is the finishing touch of the whole goal!"
"Coutinho's performance is also good. At least he successfully attracted the attention of Juventus and made a perfect cover for Materazzi..."
"Oh, oh, oh, oh, Materazzi is celebrating crazily... Huh? What is he holding high above his head... One side... is Inter Milan's... team emblem? Is it really the team emblem?
"The dilapidated team emblem? What does this mean..."
On the field.
The strong light of the stadium and the golden glow of the sunset in the evening of Apennine are mixed together, with an indescribable sacred light, with a bright color sprinkled on the broken coarse cloth team emblem!
Although the whole team emblem is tattered, the whole is still faintly recognizable!
The sun is setting, and the sun is like blood!
Materazzi, who is tall and tall, is like a veteran who has been triumphant in a hundred battles. A broken battle flag hunts in the evening wind... heroic, sad, solemn, inviolable, and all the momentum is vividly displayed from this back!
The glory and glory of the Triple Crown, the tenacity and unyielding of the Triple Crown are at this time!
Who is the enemy?
Who dares to be the enemy?
The Juventus fans in the stands were angry, but in an instant, they couldn't find any words and actions to fight back. Delneri in the seat subconsciously reached out and pushed the gold glasses on the bridge of his nose, opened his mouth, and did not spit out a word. His eyes were blank!
Inter Milan is like a spring!
They had been exerted great power by Juventus before. They should have pressed hard to the end. Maybe they could crush the spring, but they were relieved when they were about to press to the end and put their hope on the second half. Now, the power accumulated in the spring is like a mountain. It rebounded like a flood, and immediately opened the skin of Juventus's spring hand... In the 45th minute of the first half of the game.
At the last moment, [Nerazzurri] scored another goal, expanding the score to 2:0!
The gap between the two balls is like a sky!
The New Alpine Stadium is filled with astonishment and panic. Inter Milan fans are excited and do not hide their joy and ecstasy at all. They not only applaud the heroes on the lawn of the court, but also deliberately pointed to the Juventus fans!
This is a blue-black moment!
Materazzi still seems to be holding the battle flag, holding the shabby team emblem high.
Inter Milan's players gathered around him, and everyone was angry. The anger accumulated in the week before the start of the game broke out at this moment like a flash flood and huge waves!
The tattered team emblem in Matera's hand was exactly half of the Inter Milan emblem that was burned by the crazy provoked Juventus when the team made its debut on the Turin-Milan highway!
At that time, Materazzi rushed out of the bus, put out the burning flames, and carefully put away the tattered team emblem!
Now!!
It's this moment - when this flag appears again, the enemy bows down!
............Haep break.
Both teams returned to the locker room.
Speaking of which, the locker room of the New Alpine Stadium is also very interesting.
The home team's dressing room is very gorgeously decorated, with a spacious area and a variety of auxiliary facilities. It is even connected to the hot water bath room, which is enough for 12 players to enjoy a beautiful hot shower at the same time. The light of the whole dressing room is bright and the color is bright. Even if a person in a dark mood walks in, he will instantly feel the mood. Comfortable, suddenly cheerful feeling!
The visiting team's locker room is much narrower.
The whole dressing room is crowded, like a small underground coal kiln. The light is slightly dim, and the color of the walls and the wardrobe are also extremely dim. The whole room is like a cursed gray place. Not to mention other auxiliary facilities, there is no shower equipment at all, and the wardrobe is also the simplest kind... Such a space, No matter how good a person is, he will be depressed as soon as he enters!
Such a design is said to refer to extremely profound psychological principles to achieve the purpose of invisibly destroying the opponent's state in the game by affecting the opponent's mood.
Of course, this is not the original of Juventus.
In fact, in some famous super stadiums, the locker room of the home team and the visiting team will be slightly different. Legend has it that the dressing room of the visiting team at Stamford Bridge, the home of Chelsea, even has a mysterious mechanism that can make the head coach of the visiting team disappear in an instant... At this time - Juventus' home team's dressing room.
Gorgeous decoration, luxurious equipment and bright light can't make the Juventus players feel better at all. They still haven't figured out why. Obviously, they have an absolute advantage in the whole game. They even played the powerful Inter Milan. I can't afford to raise my head... But why is the leader the opponent?
The team's leader [Zebra Prince] Del Piero did not get a chance to play in the first half. His face was not good-looking. Once upon a time, he was also a figure who dominated the Italian national derby. He broke through the door of the [Blue and Black Legion] countless times and made contributions to the Alpine fans, but now Not to mention scoring goals, he can't even get a chance to play... The team's backwardness, the professionalism of observing discipline and his desire to play the game make his heart full of contradictions. He knows that he must give coach Delneri enough authority at this time, otherwise once the seven pairs are in a mess, they will really lose. It's on the floor!
When Delneri pushed the door in, he smiled.
"Well, the luck of the opponents in the first half is a little better... As we all know, the theoretical success rate of positioning tactics in football matches is only 8.7%, and it is still the team's tactics and player lineup that create the most goals. Therefore, in fact, the advantage is still in our hands, Inter Milan's middle and back. The defender's partner and the front waist are still their dead hole. As long as we continue to exert pressure like this in the second half, sooner or later they will collapse and pull back two balls easily..."
Derneri said this and confidently turned his palm: "In the second half, continue to maintain the pressure. Hey hey, the myth of overturning the madman Li is like it's easy to turn over the palm of your hand..."
Unfortunately, Delneri didn't know that there was an idiom in Chinese that was intertwined, otherwise with this action, his words would be more imposing. However, Delneri's incitement still played a role. Juventus players thought that it was easy to grab the ball from Coutinho's feet in the first half of the game, and thought about the smooth feeling of controlling the football under their feet and attacking at will... Confidence, it seems that suddenly I'm back!
"The boss is right. I think the Brazilian boy on the other side is simply an automatic ball delivery machine. I have successfully robbed from his feet three times... Ah ha ha ha ha... Er..."
Gregra wanted to liven up the atmosphere and laughed at Coutinho, but suddenly found that his teammates were looking at him together, but he didn't laugh. He quickly stepped on the brakes and stopped laughing.
If it hadn't been for Grigera's mistake, he wouldn't have been scored by Inter in the first half.
Juventus players have repeatedly made wild words to the media before the game, but the game has long been full of guys. Delneri also shook his head secretly. If it hadn't been for the lack of a suitable substitute for the time being, he would have replaced this guy with a much stronger mouth than his feet!
...the other side.
The cheers in the locker room of the visiting team Inter Milan finally stopped.
"S boss, are you sure... Er, we're going to wear this in the second half?"
"Yes, today's weather..."
The atmosphere was a little strange. The hammers were laughing and the madman Li was discussing something, and they were a little hesitant.
"Hey hey, believe me, that's right!"
A stuffy man replied firmly, "Of course, you can reserve your own opinions... But it's hard for you to really dare to doubt the wise me?"
"Cut--!!"
The hammers fought back neatly with a gesture that the boss often used to despise and mock them, spit out a character that the head often expressed disdain, and then immediately turned around and left the locker room... Barty looked at Li Tongfan's stunned look and laughed.
"Hey, Felipe, wait a minute..."
When Coutinho was about to walk out of the locker room, Li Tongfan suddenly stopped him. Brazil's small front waist thumped in his heart, thinking that the main coach was to save some face for himself and criticize his performance in the first half when his teammates were away... But - just as Coutinho turned back to the locker room with a shameful expression and was ready to bear the anger of the boss, he saw the head coach suddenly bow down. "Well, the shoelaces are open..."
When Coutinho reacted, Li Tongfan had tied the shoelaces that he didn't know when he had scattered, and then stood up and patted him on the shoulder: "The corner kick in the first half was so beautiful!"
"I..."
What does Coutinho want to say? Li Tongfan has turned out of the locker room and hidden into the player channel outside.
He was stunned.
Where the shoulder was patted, there were bursts of warmth and heavyness. Originally, I thought it was a scolding - because Coutinho also knew that his performance was definitely at the disaster level, but who knew, the expected criticism did not come, and what came was a compliment.
He lowered his head.
When I saw something, I couldn't help laughing in an instant. The original heavy mood immediately became extremely relaxed... First more.
(to be continued)