"goooooooooooooooooal!!! Morientes!!! This is also his first Champions League game since joining Marseille. This is so beautiful! I can't believe that the Marseille team who played away actually took the lead!"

"Oh my God, Morientes' goal! Marseille has taken the lead."

"Zhang Yang's header, Morientes' header! The cooperation between the two is so beautiful."

Morientes seemed quite excited after scoring the goal. He waved his fists and roared loudly, and even took off his clothes to celebrate. He rushed to the side of the court and roared loudly.

From Real Madrid to Monaco, and then to Liverpool, now Marseille, this real Madrid shooter with pure blood should have become a great shooter for Real Madrid and Spain. She wore a white or red robe and made great achievements, but she was like an outcast and wandering around.

He worked very hard, eager to prove himself, and told everyone that he was very powerful, and that he could be famous in history like countless great shooters in Real Madrid's history for future generations to worship.

However, Real Madrid's head coach changed one after another, but he didn't pay attention to him, and his fate did not change at all.

The former Real Madrid No. 9 can only come to Marseille away from home and work hard in this place relatively far away from the mainstream league. The depression in his heart is imagined, but he still longs to prove himself. The Marseille team can play in the Champions League and the main position promised by head coach Fernandez, which is exactly what attracts Morientes. He is eager to prove himself in the Champions League when facing the giants! Is AC Milan a giant? Of course, it is! This is a giant that can be compared with Real Madrid, so after scoring the goal, Morientes is so excited.

Although Zhang Yang could not understand Morientes' depression, he knew the veteran's efforts in training, which made him respect Morientes very much. At this moment, when he saw Morientes scored a goal, he was extremely happy. He jumped up from the ground and rushed up to hug Morientes, "Congratulations, Fernando."

Morientes waved his fist hard.

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Berlusconi in the stands, with his face ashen. This was his first time in San Siro to watch football in recent times. He didn't expect that he would see such a scene. The former Italian Prime Minister's face looked ugly.

"This is not my Milan," he said to Galliani.

Galliani didn't say anything, and he also felt his own displeasure. He and Braida were both optimistic about Zhang Yang and wanted to bring this young man to San Siro. Unfortunately, the big boss Berlusconi disagreed and he had no choice. Now, he was fine. He watched the Chinese guy break out in the game, passing and shooting, making Milan so passive.

Ancelotti's face was also quite ugly. Milan had to win this game. He could not imagine the consequences of the team losing to Marseille. In the league, AC Milan started the league with -8 points due to the phone gate. The situation in the league is not optimistic. If the performance in the Champions League is bad, it would be that the two lines would be very passive from the beginning.

Ancelotti knows the importance of this game and must be won. The Milan players on the court also know that they may not have as much thought as Ancelotti has considered, but one thing they know is that if they lose to the Marseille team, they will be embarrassed.

After the game started again, Milan launched a crazy attack on Marseille. She is indeed an experienced giant team and did not feel panic because of the backward score.

As time goes by, AC Milan's strong strength can be reflected. The offensive end with Pirlo as the core constantly tests the Marseille goal.

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In the 67th minute, Pirlo made a straight pass, and Oliveira, who was inserted into the back, stabbed Dehu in front, and then accelerated and overtook Dehu. The poor old Marseille captain was old and wanted to turn around, but he fell to the ground with a garlic under his feet.

With a rumbling sound, the entire San Siro Stadium exploded.

"Go!" Ancelotti, who had been very calm, could not calm down either. He stood on the sidelines after conceding the ball. At this time, he saw Oliveira getting a rare opportunity and no longer had a calm normal state. He waved his fists and shouted loudly. There was a word he didn't say in his heart, if the ball could not be scored, you can wait!

Oliveira crossed Dehu and saw Marseille goalkeeper Carraso attacking, while another central defender returned to defense very quickly. He did not dare to delay and immediately chose to suspend the goal. The ball drew an arc and flew towards the goal, falling - higher than the crossbar! The ball flew out against the upper edge of the crossbar.

A sigh sounded in the stands, with verbal abuse and booing. It was obvious that Oliveira did not score the ball, and some fans were very dissatisfied. Milan fans saw that the team was actually behind Marseille 1-2 at home, and their emotions began to get anxious.

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Although the goal was not scored, AC Milan's offensive is growing more and Marseille seems to be likely to concede the ball at any time.

Fernandez glanced at the watch on his wrist nervously. The game had been going on for seventy minutes and there were twenty minutes left. Now AC Milan's offensive is becoming more and more fierce. The Marseille team has almost fully returned to defense. Even if there is an occasional opportunity to counterattack, it will be quickly destroyed by AC Milan players. At this time, the score is behind, and the Milan players don't care about elegance. When it's time to put the tackle, they will definitely not hesitate.

In addition, the players of the Marseille team used the full-game pressing tactic in this game, which also reduced the physical strength of the players on the field very quickly.

At this moment, the captain of the Marseille team, Dehu, seemed to have cramps. The veteran faced the impact of Inzaghi, Kaka and then Sidorf today, and now faced Oliveira again. The defensive pressure was extremely high and he fought fiercely.

"Zubar, Yashioy, you two go to warm up." Fernandez said to the two on the bench.

When the two young men heard this, they immediately agreed excitedly and got up to warm up. If they could play, it would be their debut in the Champions League.

Hiltney was puzzled by Fernandez's possible substitution strategy. Dehu was cramped and replaced the captain Dehu and replaced the young Zubar. However, why did it be that midfielder Yasioi got up and warmed up? Shouldn't we use more defense players to strengthen the defense at this time?

However, the decision to substitution was made by the head coach, and he could not raise objections, but could only temporarily suppress the confusion in his heart.

Fernandez saw the assistant's puzzled expression, but at this time he had no time and thought to explain, and the situation on the field was in jeopardy.

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At this time, a huge cheer burst out from the stands. This was a good opportunity for Oruma to cooperate with Nasri in the frontcourt, but his pass was intercepted by Gatuso, and AC Milan's quick counterattack.

"Gattuso! Beautiful interception! AC Milan counterattack!"

"The Marseilles just got the opportunity to attack and were intercepted. Now they are being hit by Milan to counterattack."

Mawuba rushed up and wanted to intercept the ball from Gattuso's feet. He saw this Milan strongman, famous for his rough style, thrust the ball to the left and accelerated from the other side.

The man ball has been divided?!

"The man ball has been divided! Is this Gattuso?!" the commentator shouted.

Ma Wuba was also stunned. He thought that Gatuso was not a player who played the skills. This guy just now was so beautiful. Ma Wuba did not react at all, as if he was passing a wooden stake.

After Gattuso passed Mawuba, he did not continue to dribble. Dribbling was not his strength, so he passed the ball to Pirlo.

Pirlo received the ball, and he looked at Beer who was intercepting him, unexpectedly picked up the ball with his toes, lifted the ball high, crossed Beer and the entire Marseille defense line.

Almost at the same time, Girardino inserted the ball and formed a single shot.

This time, Girardino did not waste Pirlo's pass, he observed the goalkeeper Carraso's position and shot low-

The ball has entered!!

“gooooooooooooooooooaaaaal!!”

"Gattuso's interception, AC Milan's counterattack! Pirlo's exquisite pass through the top pass crossed the entire defense line of the Marseille team. This time Girardino did not waste any chance! He seized the opportunity! A beautiful shot, the ball flew into the goal! AC Milan equalized the score when the game was 76 minutes old! What a pity, the Marseille team! They were leading for a while and almost created a miracle!"

“2:2!”

Giladino scored a goal, and AC Milan players hugged each other in front of the Marseille goal. They howled and cheered, and tied! Finally, they tied! None of them expected that this game would be so difficult before the game. Many people did not take the Marseille team seriously before the game, but the game was extremely difficult. When they were behind, they could not believe their eyes at one point. Now the score was finally equalized, which made them feel like they were escaping from death.

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Ma Wuba sat on the turf and he cramped. In this game, he was under great pressure. AC Milan's attackers were all top stars, and he struggled to deal with it. However, compared with the cramped legs, he was even more depressed and lost. He thought he could create a miracle, but he didn't expect to concede the goal in the end. In fact, if AC Milan players hadn't wasted more opportunities, the Marseille team might have been behind long ago.

Louis stood in front of the goal blankly, looked at the football inside the goal, and kicked it hard again! He felt extremely angry in his heart. This feeling of failure can make people crazy.

Zhang Yang looked at Giladino, who was celebrating the goal crazy, and spat on the ground with an unhappy look, "It's a Milan player, it's just a goal, are you so happy?"

He may not know that after he scored in the first half, Girardino also laughed at him as a country bumpkin.

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ps: Let’s send it out first. The rain is getting lighter and you can write.

You can go to the group or Zhutou’s Sina Weibo to see the photos. It’s so sad. I just moved in and encountered this on the second day. ‘Pigtou’s Scarf’ is the id of Zhutou’s Sina Weibo.

The third update is about ten o'clock.
Chapter completed!