Green Life

At this time, Guardiola was finally hit by this targeted defense and counterattack, breaking through the inherent ball possession mode in his mind.

Four-three-three, the full-backs plug in, the midfielder holds the ball, and the two wingers cut in the ribs. This lineup has been unfavorable for most of this year.

But today, it’s no good. It turns out that they have studied me so thoroughly. It turns out that our tactics can really be defended.

Since this season, unless the team's own state is not good, they really haven't lost much, and they have always won by a big score.

The fans cheered, and the media said that they were playing the most beautiful football in the world, and also the most dominant football, but here today, all of them lost their effectiveness.

3:0, how long has it been since Barcelona lost so cleanly? How long has it been since you were so downcast?

Whoever said that possession of the ball must be played four-three-three, what the hell is your head so funny, Guardiola patted his forehead and repented on the sidelines.

"Barcelona made another substitution, and two people in a row. Bojan replaced Eto'o, and Hleb replaced Henry. How is Guardiola planning to play?" Peterson questioned.

Because there is no center forward in this change, how can you score goals without a center forward? Who is the fulcrum in the restricted area?

Mark Qin racked his brains for restraint, and finally forced out Barcelona's frontless formation in advance. Although they haven't undergone systematic training, they have only one goal in the remaining 20 minutes, and they will rush to my death!

"Let's see, Guardiola may have to change," McManaman said uncertainly.

"Eh? This is, Bo Yang is not a center forward, he is a winger." Zhan Jun and Zhang Lu asked the same question.

Didn't you all see my midfielder, then I will let the players all be midfielders, see what you think! , Guardiola thought fiercely in his heart, 3:0 will not make them despair, not even 4:0, because they still have Camp Nou.

"Attention, attention, Barcelona is going to die..." Mark Qin, who returned to the backcourt, saw that Barcelona changed two people in a row, and replaced Eto'o, and immediately turned his head and shouted to his teammates.

Everyone's eyes were fixed, and Mark Qin really hit the mark, but Mark Qin did not expect that Guardiola would let Yaya Toure retreat, which has to be said to be a finishing touch.

"Hleb, Cahill didn't push out, he was afraid of leaving a space behind him, Alonso went to help defend,

Bojan, Bojan pulled out of the penalty area, my God, Barcelona don't want strikers..."

Liverpool's targeted defense can only be cracked if no forwards are used. Mark Qin immediately ran to the top of the penalty area to fill Alonso's position. He knew this would be the result.

When Barcelona attacked the middle and put 6 midfielders on the field, he knew that for the rest of the time, neither side had any secrets, just do it!

"Agg, come on," he yelled over his shoulder, and at the same time he pushed on Bojan, which he had to do.

So Bo Yang returned to Pique who came up, and Mark Qin didn't dare to continue to go up, so that the top of the arc in the penalty area would leave room for Messi to play magic.

"Fernando (Torres), don't let Pique get the ball easily", he can only call Torres back, run, guys, now you can only run more.

When Messi got the ball again, he finally felt that there was a gap in the world, because only Enrique and Gerrard were left beside him. When Alves came up, half of Enrique was taken away.

"Look at Messi, don't be afraid of Alves' cross, there is no one in their penalty area", Mark Qin is like a coach on the field at this time, constantly reminding his teammates how to defend.

But even if there are two people, it is enough for Messi to play. His foot frequency is as fast as a butterfly wearing a flower, and he flicks left and right. Enrique and Gerrard can only block the road of his restricted area, and there is no extravagant hope Can steal the ball.

"Messi, Messi, he dribbled the ball horizontally to break through", he slammed the ball out with his left foot, and then quickly smashed the ball, avoiding Gerrard's outstretched leg with one movement. It was very simple, but it was fast.

Mark Qin hurried over to make up for it, and Alonso has also returned. Now it is time to compete who is faster, because Liverpool's defense is also forced to move.

Messi made a fake move and continued to walk horizontally along the penalty area. This is his special skill, whether he passes or shoots, or suddenly or takes, you have no way of knowing what his next move will be.

Ma Keqin had no choice but to stick to him as before, and with a flick of Messi's left foot, the ball was sent to Bo Yang's feet, quickly passing one by two.

It was Alonso at the top of the arc in the penalty area. In such a small space, it was enough for Messi to move around. Mark Qin still followed him closely. Skrtel came up not as fast as Messi.

"Messi, Messi, break through, Mark shovels, Messi is a fake move", Peterson was also nervous with Messi's movements.

Scott held his position firmly and did not stretch his feet. His choice was correct, because if he stretched his feet, he would be passed. Messi evaded Mark Qin's shovel with a light flick, and also opened the gap. Rubbed the ball with his left foot directly and quickly.

The ball stuck to the turf, drew a small arc, bypassed Skrtel, and went straight to the far corner of the goal, but one arm made a contribution today, and it was Reina who quickly fell to the ground and threw himself sideways.

"Reina, Reina, he did a great job," Peterson shouted excitedly, "He saved Messi's must-have goal, which was Barcelona's most threatening shot in the second half."

"Oh," Guardiola covered his head with both hands, the ball touched Reina's finger, and then flew out of the baseline by rubbing against the post, "Just play like this, keep going"

He ran two steps up and shouted, this idea is correct, they can penetrate Liverpool's defense, there is still hope, we still have 90 minutes at the Nou Camp.

"Silly x, hurry up and put on another defensive midfielder." If Mourinho scored 90 points for Sami Lee in the first half and replaced him in the second half, he would fail directly.

"What's wrong, it's 3:0 now, if you hold it, you win. You are a fool, you can change Mark, or you can change Torres, but you should change that quickly", Mourinho even wanted to command by himself.

It's just that Sammy Lee is not Mourinho after all, he also feels a bit dangerous, especially after the substitution, but who can be replaced, the 11 players on the field are the strongest.

"Look at people, look at people, hold on", Gerrard was sweating profusely, but still clapped his hands to encourage his teammates, "Victory will be ours in the end, this is Anfield"

Barcelona took a tactical corner kick. They seized the time to attack with their best offensive method instead of relying on the hopeless header. Slowly, they really suppressed Liverpool this time.

"Reina made a big-foot clearance and was almost snatched by Bojan. The ball flew out of the sideline. Barcelona's offensive has been very strong recently."

"Pique, Piqué inserted into the penalty area, shot..., and was blocked by Mark flying out of the baseline. Liverpool was a bit embarrassed during this time."

"Alonso, long ball, Torres and Yaya Toure fight for speed, Torres is a bit tired, he ran the whole game, he was squeezed by Yaya Toure, alas, the counterattack did not fight"

Liverpool can really be described as jittery in front of the goal during this period. It's not that they slammed and shot, but that Barcelona's attacks came one after another. They just defended once and came again immediately.

The game has gone on for more than 80 minutes, and everyone is panting. In the past ten minutes, Liverpool received two yellow cards, Enrique and Gerrard, both of which were used on Messi.

That is the unstoppable elf.

Barcelona was bloody too, but Mark Qin still didn't let Mascherano and Dirk Drivet change their defensive tasks. He would rather have a remnant team against a remnant team than release the complete Barcelona.

"Fernando, don't retreat too deep, then Abidal will also come up. When Pique is near the center circle, you can harass him. We are the defense." Mark Qin pushed Torres who wanted to come back to defend the corner kick and said.

"Barcelona, ​​it's another tactical corner kick. There are less than ten minutes left. Liverpool must defend it," Peterson said nervously.

"After Barcelona didn't want a center forward, how did it become so powerful?" McManaman was also very nervous.

The atmosphere in the stadium is almost stagnant. Barcelona is a 3:0 lead, and it is not completely reassuring team. Their offensive explosiveness is too strong. They hit you 4:0, 5:0 in the first half, yes For them, it's not out of reach.

Then, Messi did come.

"Messi, another unsolvable dribble, he broke through directly in the middle, Mark, Mark, Messi gave it to Bojan, Bojan handed it to Pique, Pique picked the pass..., Messi..."

Ma Keqin didn't care about others at all, he followed Messi closely, followed him into the penalty area, but Agger, who turned around a little slower, still blocked him.

The ball went over the defender's head and fell directly to the bottom line. The more and more people came out, the red and blue Messi.

"Messi, he inserted into the penalty area and turned offside, he was too fast, Mark came up", Peterson's speed could hardly keep up with the rhythm of the two.

Ma Keqin was one position behind and didn't stick Messi, but he still obliged to put the shovel, just to delay him a little time, and Agger who turned around was about to come back.

The ball fell slowly, and if Messi smashed the ball with his right foot and shot with his left foot, he would also admit it, because the rest was Agger's task, which was trust.

His right foot volley was not as good as his left foot, but Mark Qin, who flew out, saw the scene he least wanted to see.

Messi gently placed the instep of the ball under the falling ball, and the ball flew up leisurely, flew over the helpless Reina at the near post, flew over the head of Skrtel in the center of the small penalty area, and landed straight at the far post.

Then a smaller red and blue figure smashed the ball into the empty goal, Bo Yang!

"Goaaaaaaaaaaaaaaal, Bojan...", this must be the Catalan and neutral caster, the British caster did not come to this.

"Shh...", "Huh", it was the booing of the audience and the sound of Ma Keqin lying on the ground panting, and finally, still, he couldn't stop it.

But he has no regrets. He is proud to be able to force Barcelona to this level, and the game will soon be over. Come back when you return to Camp Nou. I accept this victory.

"Hurry up, hurry up and kick off", Guardiola greeted the players to come back and kick off again, and he wanted to get two more.

But Mark Qin and Liverpool didn't give them this chance. Sami Lee finally made a substitution, replacing Torres who couldn't run with Valle, who was also fast.

Then they saw Ma Keqin, who was dragged further back. His purpose was to delay the time until the end of the game. There is nothing shameful.

"Mark, he ran to the right of the side, Cahill, Mark, Alonso, Mark is stepping back, he is almost at the corner flag area," Peterson said.

The Barcelona players also knew what he wanted to do, and they all rushed over. Hleb, who was positioned as a left midfielder, ran over first.

Ma Keqin immediately stepped on the ball with his back, avoiding Hleb's grab in a small space, "Mark, Mark, he is still leaning on Hleb, Iniesta and Bojan are coming up."

"Mark picked up the ball, big foot, oh..., Hleb raised his leg too high, and pushed Mark, yellow card, there is no doubt about it, Barcelona is already in a hurry..."

"Ah..." Ma Keqin felt a tingling pain on his feet. It was because he hit Hleb's spikes, and he fell down holding his feet.

"Hush...", "Fuck you", "F**K", Hleb knew what was going to happen when he fouled Mark Qin at Anfield, and didn't even look over to the stands.

"The linesman raised the stoppage time card, 3 minutes, and there are only three minutes left in the game." Guardiola looked helpless, pointing at the field with his hands spread out...

"Beep, beep...", when Ma Keqin, who had spent a lot of time, stepped on the court from the sidelines again, the referee's whistle had already blown.

Guardiola first shook hands with Sami Lee, then went to the sidelines and patted the head of Mark Qin, who was unable to advance or retreat, and said in a low voice: "You boy, stop drinking after the game, see you at the Nou Camp!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked into the tunnel. Hell, he was beaten 1:3 at Anfield and failed.

Ma Keqin raised his arms high and joined the ocean rushing across the field...