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Volume 1 The Style of a Prince Chapter 90 Desperate Situation

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    "Diego Milito, this veteran who can only be ranked as the fourth forward in the Argentine national team, is known to fans all over the world at this moment. He broke Real Madrid's goal and helped Inter Milan, who was not expected by anyone before the game.  Lead!"

    After Milito scored, the whole world began to boil. Before the game, everyone thought of various results: Real Madrid led in the first half, led in thirty minutes, led in fifteen minutes, led in five minutes, and even led in one minute!

    But no one thought that Inter Milan would take the lead. The gap between the players in various positions and the strength of the two teams is really too big.

    Inter Milan¡¯s elimination of Barcelona in the semi-finals is considered the biggest upset of this Champions League. Facing the La Liga hegemon Real Madrid, which is even stronger than Barcelona, ??as long as they don¡¯t lose too miserably, it is already a victory.

    But this idea was shattered when Milito scored, and Inter Milan took the lead. This is not a dream, but a fact!

    Even the Nellas themselves did not react. When Milito came to them and opened his arms and shouted wildly, they began to give out loud cheers and applauded for the team's lead.

    On the sidelines, Mourinho clenched the pen in his hand and shook his fist at Schuster, showing his excitement.  This naturally made the German look ugly, but he couldn't sit still and stood up.

    "Don't worry, continue to attack the way we do!"

    Schuster shouted on the sidelines and said to the unwilling Gago.

    Indeed, Real Madrid¡¯s players were very unwilling.  From their point of view, they should be the ones in the lead. No one would be reconciled to being suddenly bitten by the opponent they had been suppressing!

    So, after the game started, Real Madrid's offense became more and more crazy. Gago and Robben almost broke the two wings of Inter Milan into a sieve.  Maicon is better here. His reputation as the world's best right back is not just a boast. He can at least maintain his position in the face of Robben's attack.

    But things are completely different here in Chivu.  The Romanian is originally not as strong as Zanetti. Facing Gago, the number one player in football today, he is simply a show-off.  He is basically a wooden pile in front of Gago.

    It's just that the help of Cambiasso and Samuel made it difficult for Gago's breakthrough to play a big role. Both of them are his teammates in the national team, and they are very concerned about the way Gago plays, the core of the team.  More familiar than my own.  There is no way to not be familiar with it. Basile is rebuilding the Blue and White Army with Gago as the core. Anyone who is not familiar with it will be waiting to sit on the bench.

    This also led to the fact that after Gago's action, both Cambiasso and Samuel knew whether he was going to pass, shoot or break through.

    After knowing the purpose, and then making targeted defense, the success rate will be greatly improved!

    On the sidelines, Mourinho's expression became even more grim.  Now is the most critical moment. As long as his team can hold on to Real Madrid's crazy attack during this period, they can take the opportunity to steal another goal.

    As long as he leads by two goals in the first half, he will definitely dare to put up an eleven-man defensive formation in the second half and suffocate them with their most disdainful defense at the Bernabeu.

    ¡°We must keep it!¡±

    It¡¯s not just Mourinho.  All Inter Milan players hold this belief in their hearts. They know that as long as they play this first half well, half of the championship trophy will already be in their pockets.

    Even Moratti in the box looked very nervous, although in terms of score, his team was in the lead.  He had been looking forward to this championship for forty-five years. The former Queen of Europe actually did not win the Champions League, which is known as the club's highest honor, for forty-five years.  This is unforgivable for Moratti, who is determined to restore the "Great International Era".

    It was precisely because of his persistence in the Champions League that he fired Mancini, who had won three league championships for Inter Milan, and invited the more powerful Mourinho. Now, it is he who has been with Inter Milan since he became the chairman.  The closest moment of the St. Braden Cup, he couldn't help but be nervous.

    On the contrary, Florentino looked relaxed and indifferent, as if it was not Real Madrid who was lagging behind on the court.

    And under this situation, Real Madrid's offensive became more and more fierce, and Inter Milan's defense became more and more difficult.  In the frontcourt, Gago and Robben's breakthroughs brought a lot of set kicks, but whether Gago's direct free kick or Silva's corner kick, they were all blocked by the pair of Samuel and Lucio.  The golden partner's perfect blocking, coupled with Cesar's continuous shocking saves in front of the goal, in the 40th minute, Inter Milan once again launched a perfect counterattack.

    Lucio made a decisive move and handed Silva to the Maison??'s pass was intercepted and then quickly handed to Cambiaso. Before Sneijder came to interfere, the ball was promptly transferred to Stankovic's feet in front.  Alonso and Heinze promptly blocked Stankovic's ball route, but Ibrahimovic's quick response made their containment useless.

    Pepe, who came back to defend, rushed towards Ibrahimovic fiercely, but just when he put it on Ibrahimovic, the ball was sent out again, and Milito, who moved to the left, got the ball.

    "Diego got the ball again. There was only Albiol in front of him, but Heinze, Alonso and Pepe all started to catch up behind him. On the other side, Eto'o relied on his own speed to catch up.  !¡±

    ¡°Let¡¯s see what he will do!¡±

    In this situation, Casillas did not attack blindly, because there were defensive players in front of him. At this time, he must trust his teammates.

    But just when the four people were about to complete the siege of Milito, the Argentine veteran threw away Albiol with two consecutive spikes on the left rib of the penalty area, facing Casillas alone.

    ¡°F***!¡±

    With a curse in his mouth, Sankasi could only attack to block the near corner. At the same time, Milito did not use the fake action like before, but directly swung his right leg and quickly pushed the far corner.

    Gago liked Milito, a late-blooming player, very much. The first year he came to Real Madrid was the year Milito broke out. He scored goals in one season in the small team of Zaragoza.  Twenty-four goals, second only to Van Nistelrooy, won the La Liga Silver Boot.

    At that time, he once broke through Casillas' goal twice. His extremely accurate shooting skills gave him the confidence to continue to score goals.  He doesn't have Ruud van Nistelrooy's sense of smell, nor does he have a body like Cristiano Ronaldo, nor is he as young and comprehensive as Gago.  In terms of body, he may not even be able to compare with Messi, but this is the man who now broke through the goal guarded by Casillas twice again in the Champions League final.

    "Good guy, his shooting skills are even better than mine. Young people today are really scary!"

    In the box, although he came to cheer for Real Madrid, Caniggia could not help but stand up and applaud after seeing Milito's precise push shot past Casillas again.

    "He is thirty-one years old, not young anymore!"

    As Argentina¡¯s head coach, Basile knows Milito¡¯s information very well. After Caniggia said the word ¡°young man¡±, the corner of his mouth twitched and told the truth!

    After hearing this, Caniggia was stunned, and then said something that was on the mind of the managers of major European clubs.

    "Everyone's eyes are blinded. If this guy reaches a wealthy club early on, we might be able to go one step further in the World Cup in Germany!"

    Regarding Caniggia¡¯s words, everyone present nodded in agreement. Forwards who rely on superb shooting skills to dominate, they never have to worry about their status, because their shooting habit has been deeply rooted in their bones.  He won't become useless after old age like a striker who relies on strength.

    "It's a pity that Real Madrid is now in a desperate situation. If they don't get a goal back before the end of the first half, I'm afraid they will disappoint the home fans!"

    After Madoni said this, Redondo's lips trembled, but in the end he said nothing, but turned his eyes to Gago who was standing in the midfield watching Milito celebrate!

    "Fair, you can only rely on your own strength now. If you want to surpass me, this is what you must do!"

    Gago didn¡¯t hear Redondo¡¯s words, but Gago¡¯s thoughts were the same as his. When the team is in such a desperate situation, he, as the flag, must stand up. This is what the fans expect of him!

    On the sidelines, Schuster couldn't sit still at all. He put his hands on his hips and looked at the court solemnly. Beside him was Mourinho.

    The Portuguese did not provoke him this time, but signaled to several players on the bench to warm up. Now, he is ready to defend with all his strength!

    "yeah¡­¡­¡­¡­"

    In another box, Moratti ignored Florentino beside him and jumped up and down in cheers. His forty-five-year wish was finally coming true. How could he be unhappy?

    At this time, Florentino's expression finally changed, his brows wrinkled slightly, and the wrinkles on his forehead clearly emerged. He began to worry at this time.

    But just for a moment, the expression on his face became indifferent again. In the final analysis, this year is still Calderon's term. Even if Real Madrid wins the supreme Triple Crown, nominally it has nothing to do with him.

    For him??For a pure businessman, as long as it doesn't concern himself, he won't even blink an eyelid even if there is a flood or the end of the world.

    "If I don't win the championship, the pressure on me to become the chairman of Real Madrid will be even less. If there is a reversal in the end, then it will be a happy thing for me. This is to welcome me back with the Triple Crown!"

    Thinking of this, Florentino once again looked at this game with detached eyes!
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