Sixty-three minutes into the game, Barcelona still led Villarreal two to one, and news of a goal finally came from El Molinon.

This is bad news that Rijkaard doesn't want to hear.

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Gijon, El Molinon Stadium. The entire stadium seemed to be shaking. The fans hugged each other warmly in the stands, shouted and yelled. Some were stamping their feet, and some even cried with excitement!

In the commentator's seat, a high-pitched sound of "Goooooooooooooooooooooooool" was heard.

When Mata scored his fourteenth league goal of the season, the big boy jumped to the sidelines and hugged Li Ang directly. He wanted to dedicate the goal to this man and the championship.

Give it to this person!

"Boss! The championship is for you!!" Mata shouted proudly. Little Mata was very proud of himself for being able to score in the most critical game of the championship. His proud look was unabashed, as if to say,

I'm awesome, boss! Praise me! Praise me! Praise me quickly!

"Well done!" Li Ang laughed loudly and touched Mata's head, "But one goal is not enough, you can score a few more!"

Then, Li Ang kicked Mata in the butt and kicked him back onto the court.

At this time, the commentator's seat was already boiling.

"Mata! His speed! A beautiful shot after a breakthrough! Esteban has absolutely nothing to do with the ball! Two to one! Sporting Gijon is in the lead again! Now, Gijon is only one step away from the league championship

Half an hour left!" D'Agostino shouted excitedly. One goal ahead. For Sporting Gijon, which only needs a draw to win the championship one round ahead of schedule, it is really too close to the championship now.

too close.

PS: Happy Children’s Day to all my friends!
Chapter completed!