Two goals ahead!
Barcelona’s fans were all smiles, the team had utterly seized control of the match.
Even though Barcelona was at a disadvantage in physical confrontations, Iniesta, Xavi, and ssi’s one-touch passes, along with their nimble runs and vision, allowed them to dominate the midfield control.
Real Madrid’s players could only be led by the nose by Barcelona.
After scoring the penalty, ssi also ran toward the away fans’ stands. If it weren’t for the yellow card he was already carrying, he might have wanted to display his jersey at the Santiago Bernabeu Stadium.
Gradually, so Real Madrid fans chose to leave the stands.
On the sidelines, Guardiola’s face showed a relaxed expression, while Pellegrini’s face was dark with anger; he wanted to make changes during the halfti break!
"Get your spirits up!"
"The match is not over yet!"
"We need more movent!" Chen Zhong pumped his fist, loudly encouraging the players, "Baptista, you need to run more actively."
Baptista wasn’t the most "active" player; even though he hadn’t been on the field long, he wasn’t particularly enthusiastic in this run.
Chen Zhong’s response to Barcelona’s passing and control was simple: press, press, press!
Run without sparing energy, powerful tackles.
Force Barcelona to make mistakes, find their gaps.
Barcelona’s players on the sidelines were still celebrating. From falling behind to equalizing to turning the tables, and at the Santiago Bernabeu Stadium no less, all this was worth celebrating for them.
In this season’s first leg at the Camp Nou, the sha of being defeated by a last-minute goal would be washed away in this match.
"Later, just charge forward whenever you can."
Chen Zhong’s words quickly reached the ears of C. Ronaldo and Kaka, while Negredo was instructed to drop back a bit, pulling Barcelona’s defensive line to create cutting opportunities for C. Ronaldo and Kaka.
Barcelona players finally ended that "long" celebration. As they returned to their positions, they looked at the Real Madrid players and at Chen Zhong with sowhat mocking eyes.
Keep playing your passing and control ga!
Making a fool of yourselves, don’t you know how vast the sky is.
Do you think the orthodox passing and control ga is at Real Madrid?
"Under the referee’s warning, Barcelona finally ended their celebration."
"So Real Madrid fans up in the stands began to leave."
"The numbers are not large, but it’s noticeable."
"Real Madrid kick off."
"The ball is still given to Chen Zhong."
"In this match, Chen Zhong has the highest number of passes and touches of both teams."
Both Barcelona and Real Madrid were involved in passing and control. Compared to the agile Barcelona, Real Madrid seed a bit "rigid."
If Barcelona resembled a series of flexible triangles, then Real Madrid was like a spiderweb or an X shape, everything centered around a focal point.
They had already noticed a pattern: you don’t have to worry about the ball passed to Chen Zhong, as long as you pay attention to the direction it is passed out to, you can find ways to break through.
And when the ball ca to Barcelona’s feet, Real Madrid, except for fouling, gained nothing.
Chen Zhong controlled the ball under his feet, players from both teams were actively moving, Negredo started to drop back, while world-class players C. Ronaldo and Kaka, both Ballon d’Or winners, were also obediently retreating.
"Chen Zhong with ball control."
"He’s slowly dribbling forward."
"Hasn’t passed yet."
"Keita is closing in on Chen Zhong."
Chen Zhong had driving ability, but not "much." Keita’s approach was more to apply pressure on Chen Zhong.
At this mont, Negredo also started to drop back, Ziglinsky followed for a few steps, only preparing to turn away once Negredo reached Busquets’ defensive zone.
At this mont, the first thought in everyone’s mind was that Chen Zhong wanted to seek short-pass cooperation to complete a one-two.
Yet, just at this delicate ti point, Cristiano Ronaldo and Kaka initiated their moves, Pique quickly closing in on C. Ronaldo, while Kaka drove straight into the gap left by Ziglinsky’s departure.
On the sidelines, Guardiola sprang to his feet, already aware of the danger, while on the bench, Pirlo’s eyes glead. If he were on the pitch right now, at that position, he would slip the ball into the open space, and then Kaka could...
Keita looked at Chen Zhong not far away, smiling at the corner of his mouth, his mind sowhat puzzled, not knowing what this man was smiling about.
The next mont, he saw Chen Zhong smartly flick a lob, the ball soared rapidly, then after reaching a certain height, quickly fell, C. Ronaldo and Kaka converging. Although C. Ronaldo was blocked by Pique, a running Kaka was unstoppable.
Valdes sensed the danger, his heart racing, without a mont of hesitation darting toward the falling point of the ball.
There’s ti!
Everything is still on ti.
Valdes had already thought of several ways Kaka might play the ball.
And no matter which way, the advantage was his.
"Chen Zhong with a brilliant lob pass."
"Real Madrid’s change at this mont caught Barcelona off guard."
"The ball falls toward the edge of the penalty area!"
"The goalkeeper charges forward!"
"Kaka!"
Kaka watched the ball descending, watched Valdes rushing out toward him, and in the end, he was still a step quicker.
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