Phi-Fic Chapter 750 The Finale [Big Chapter]
Chapter 750 The Finale [Big Chapter]
Chapter 750 The Finale [Big Chapter]
Udinese, Stadio Friuli.
In the 86th minute of the game, the score was still tied at 0:0.
Knowing that time is running out, AC Milan set off a storm-like offensive. Even the two full-backs Abate and Antonini have overwhelmed Udinese's frontcourt...
The game is more like half-court offense and defense.
At this time, it was really hard to defend [Black-bone Chicken] Udinese for almost the entire field. Facing the violent offensive launched by the [Red and Black Legion], he was like a swimmer in a stormy sea. He couldn't breathe well and was almost suffocated. He was in danger of drowning when he was hit by a wave at any time...
87 minute... 88 minutes... 89 minutes...
Time flies by bit by bit, the championship trophy goes away minute by minute, and the hearts of AC Milan fans are sinking and breaking bit by bit...
at this time--
There was an exclamation at the Friuli Stadium.
The live broadcast shot turned sharply, and saw an AC Milan fan wearing a red sword-striped shirt, who turned over quickly from the barbed wire fence of the stand, and then, under the staring gaze of more than 40000 people, jumped off the stand nearly 2 meters high.
This is simply a piece of martial arts drama.
The guy's behavior continued. He took off his jersey deftly while running, and fell on the staff behind him. He immediately turned into a naked 'white pig', and the big bird in the grass under his crotch was swaying in the wind...
It turned out that this dude was wearing nothing under the red and black jersey.
"Oh oh oh oh, there are fans running naked?"
"A fan of AC Milan?"
"...Who is it? When the hell is this, AC Milan fans are still rushing into the stadium to make trouble, is it difficult for him not to want the championship? Damn it, catch him and hang him!"
The pro-AC Milan commentator was outraged.
The AC Milan fans on the field were also extremely anxious. Seeing the streaking fans running past, [Swedish Scorpion] Zlatan Ibrahimovic swept the unprepared 'White Pig' to the ground with a standard sweep.
a farce.
It took a full 3 minutes for the staff to pull the streaking fan who stole the limelight, twisted his shoulders behind his back, and pulled him out of the stadium.
The game continues.
sidelines.
"Damn it, damn it...I want to complain to the Football Association. How could something like this happen? That damn guy interfered with the game, he disturbed the team's state, why did such a thing happen? What do the stadium security do?"
Allegri angrily pulled the fourth official to question.
Seeing that the game is coming to an end, and after a series of good attackers such as Pirlo and Cassano, there is still no sign of breaking the deadlock, [Red and Black Confucian Marshal] can no longer be elegant, his mood has already become anxious and crazy, and he can't wait to tear the fourth official along the way...
In my heart, there was an unbearable feeling of emptiness.
What kind of shit demeanor, shit elegance... all go to hell!
But soon—
He tilted his ears in doubt, turned his head in disbelief, his eyes were dull and full of disbelief, let go of the frightened fourth official, and looked towards the court...
On the field.
A goal has happened!
[Brain] Andre Pirlo, who has been unable to play due to injuries and tactical reasons in the second half of the season, raised his hands high to the sky, with a calm smile on his face, surrounded by cheering teammates, and in the distance behind him, AC Milan fans who were crying with joy...
On the big electronic screen at the top of the Friuli Stadium, the scene of just scoring a goal is still playing——
A thrilling white arc bloomed at Pirlo's feet.
Time slowed down.
The football flew slowly, 'moving' towards Udinese's goal bit by bit.
Pato, who was standing not far from Pirlo, watched intently. Cassano, who was stuck in the middle of the human wall, was short and turned his head. The football passed through the gap created by him. Beside Cassano, Udinese defenders C-Zapata and Pinardia jumped up in the air and turned their heads to look behind them with horrified expressions on their faces...
Goalkeeper Samir Handanovic, who is 1.9 meters tall, struggled to make a save.
However, the football is like a naughty child playing hide-and-seek, flickering past between his arms, the strange route of the signature fallen leaf ball, in a hurry, the goalkeeper's subconscious is hard to judge correctly...
Then, a piece of white net flower.
The ball is in!
From Pirlo's free throw to the final touch of the football, it took only three or four seconds.
But for all AC Milan fans, it seems that thousands of centuries have passed, the time is long enough to change any face in the world, and it is also enough to engrave any classic in the world...
In the violent heartbeat, suppressing the urge to roar, and finally watched the whole process, Allegri ran away in an instant. He jumped up from the spot, fisted with both hands, and roared towards the lawn with his head down.
"Andre...pi-er-lo-!!!"
The commentator's voice seemed inaudible in the Friuli Stadium, which exploded like a catastrophe. Like the fans, the pro-AC Milan commentators were also crazy——
"Pirlo, who came off the bench, saved AC Milan and scored with a magical free kick!"
"In the 90th minute of the game, the suspense is over...The 2010-2011 Serie A champion was born-the great AC Milan, the great [Rosoneros], and...the great Pirlo and Allegri!"
"AC Milan completed self-salvation in the last minute..."
"The ups and downs, the twists and turns, this is the charm of football..."
"...Although Crazy Li almost wiped out AC Milan, he also forced out AC Milan, who has the strongest combat effectiveness in the past ten years. After the winter break, they only had one draw and one loss, creating the team's scoring record in the second half!"
The Friuli Stadium has become a sea of changes.
During the long and anxious wait, this goal from heaven made all the fans cry with joy...
"Pirlo! Pirlo!! Pirlo!! Pirlo——!!"
Everyone stood up and raised their hands, slapped a uniform beat, and shouted Pirlo's name. In order to make their voices spread farther, some people even stood on the seats. The portrait of Pirlo was held up by tens of thousands of people at the same time...
Tears of joy soaked the stands of the Friuli Stadium.
The crimson devil cartoon mascot is swaying violently in the wind, showing glory.
When the live broadcast shot passed, the fans, in tears, proudly and frantically showed off their T-shirts prepared for the championship. Looking around, almost the entire stand was covered with red hot flames, burning the night sky of Udinese city...
"I think, at the Meazza Stadium, Crazy Li and his Inter Milan are crying helplessly, right? This is fate. The real God and [the God beside the football field] made a little joke. He was full of hope but suddenly despaired. Crazy Li won't have a nervous breakdown, right?"
A pro-AC Milan commentator said jokingly at this moment.
……
……
Meazza Stadium.
Deathly silence.
20 seconds ago, when the subtitles "Udinese 0:1 AC Milan" scrolled on the large electronic screen above the stadium, it was like a [-]-meter icy wave falling from the sky, and in an instant, the Meazza Stadium, which was burning like a flame zone, was poured transparently...
The Meazza Stadium, the place of glory of Inter Milan, became as silent as Shura's hell in an instant.
AC Milan, unexpectedly... scored a goal at this time.
The league championship trophy, which was about to be obtained, suddenly seemed to have grown wings, and was flying away in an uncapturable way...
The disaster came so suddenly that no one was prepared for it.
The broadcast camera swept across, and there were unbelievably disappointed faces in the stands. Some people covered their faces and cried, some people rubbed their hair like crazy, and some people lowered their heads and couldn't bear to watch the big screen and the game on the field...
The atmosphere of despair and unwillingness spread in the stadium, spreading...
The VIP area of the rostrum.
Moratti's face was pale, and the people around him didn't know how to comfort the helpless old man at this moment. Moratti held on to the armrests of the chair with both hands, because his legs were about to lose the strength to stand at this moment... But he knew that at this moment, no matter what, he couldn't "fall down"!
On the field.
The morale of the Inter Milan players inevitably suffered a huge blow.
The opponent's sudden goal reversed everything in an instant, and the struggle seemed a little pale, because everyone clearly felt that the big hand of fate was choking your throat little by little, making it difficult for you to breathe...
Goals, wins, are meaningless.
At the 90th minute of the game, the fourth official held up the electronic notice board for stoppage time - 3 minutes.
Time is like a cruel giant hand, bit by bit extracting the physical strength and fighting spirit of Inter Milan players...
Catania took the opportunity to launch a counterattack.
boom--! !
Catania's Japanese striker Takayuki Morimoto shot near the penalty spot, was lightly touched by Cesar, and hit the goal post hard...
It was still the Catania player who grabbed the second point—the striker Antrusi was unguarded, and he easily grabbed the point and shot...
5: 1.
Catania moved back a goal in the first minute of stoppage time.
In the stadium, there were only a few Catania fans cheering excitedly. It was not a loud voice, but against the backdrop of the huge stadium, it looked extremely bleak...
"This...is not a good sign. Are the Inter Milan players going to give up? They seem to have been crushed by the opponent's goal...Maybe the expectations are too high. In fact, they have done well enough, but..."
The pro-Inter Milan commentator Lolosta didn't know what to say.
Is this fate?
Is this the fate of Inter Milan in the 2010-2011 season?
Well... not reconciled!
at this time--
"What are you doing? Have you given up? You bastards, push me up and score goals for me... As I said, the championship is ours, no one can take it away, no one else... It's not over yet, anyone who dares to give up, let me get off, get off——!"
On the sidelines, in front of the conductor's seat, Crazy Li roared like a lion whose spouse had been robbed.
In the silence of the stadium, his voice was so clear that it reached the ears of every player on the field, and it even reached the ears of every fan in the stands...
It's a strange feeling.
However, it is so clear, word by word, as if it hit everyone's heart hard, so that the confused will wake up, and the fallen will be inspired!
gradually--
Lower your head, hold it up!
The lowered arm, raise it!
Weeping eyes, imprisoned tears!
He bit his lips tightly, opened them, and made a shocking sound——
"... let's sing together towards our dreams
right here at the stadium
Watch every 90 minutes
Nerazzurri
we are here
Nerazzurri
crazy just for you
Nerazzurri
don't make us cry
don't give up we will win
Fall in love with Crazy Inter Milan
all joy is for you
All sorrows are for you"
More than 70000 people looked solemn and sang this song and the chorus anthem with the most pious and humble attitude. This is what AC Milan fans did at the Friuli Stadium in Udinese 30 minutes ago. "MILAN, MILAN" brought goals for the Rossoneri. Can "PAZZA-INTER" save Inter Milan?
Red and black have the tradition of red and black, and blue and black have the pride of blue and black!
When the game has progressed to this level, it is no longer a competition for a championship trophy, but a confrontation of beliefs!
The vigorous and passionate tone resounded through the audience with unprecedented magic power.
On the field.
The Inter Milan players had tears in their eyes.
They shouted, rushed forward according to that person's request, and completely suppressed Catania in the half of the court. Even if they were to lose, even if they lost the championship trophy that shed blood, tears and sweat, they would still fall in the opponent's half of the court!
Slowly on the green field, who will see me take half a step back?
boom--! !
Sneijder's super long shot, with all the strength and unwillingness of the Dutch midfielder king, and the expectations of all Inter Milan fans, roared away and smashed Catania's goal mercilessly...
This is Inter Milan's sixth goal in this game.
However, no one celebrated.
Nicholas Gigi picked out the football from the goal, hugged it tightly, as if holding hope that was about to disappear, turned around and rushed to the middle circle of the court, set it up, and waited for the opponent to kick off...
As if in this way, you can gain what is about to be lost.
But right here—
force--! !
The referee blew the whistle to end the game.
The last league game of Inter Milan in the 2010-2011 season is over.
At this moment, everyone made the same action, that is, turned their heads to look at the large electronic screen above Meazza. With incomparable apprehension and uncontrollable panic, everyone was expecting to see where the red subtitles scrolled, and the words "AC Milan 1: 1 Udinese" appeared...
Because at this time, that game should also be over.
What you see at this time should be the final fixed score.
Last Judgment.
Expectation, apprehension, nervousness, dry mouth, fear, despair, anxiety, haggard... all kinds of complex expressions appeared on everyone's face at this moment of turning their heads.
but--
The red subtitle scrolls - "AC Milan 1:0 Udinese"!
No change.
Tears began to flow uncontrollably.
This is the end?
In the end... still can't change the fate?
No matter how strong a person is, they can't help crying at this moment. The stands are full of tears. Husbands, wives, children, old people... embrace each other and leave sad tears!
This is a moment of extreme disappointment.
This is the moment when dreams are shattered.
This is a moment of heartbreak.
This...is also a moment when faith is tested and profaned!
The footage broadcast by the global satellite swept over every corner of the field - Moratti's face was pale at this moment, his body was trembling, and his white hair was blown to pieces by the wind. However, the old man stood firmly on his seat, with a smile on his face, and clapped his hands, expressing his gratitude to the players who did their best!
On the field.
[King of midfield] Sneijder looks lonely, hands on hips, looking up to the sky and sighing.
Cesar sat on the goal line, resting his hands on his knees, beating his head down. From the side, it can be clearly seen that there are crystal tears shining...
Nicholas Gigi, Gareth Bale, Thornton, Coutinho... some young players burst into tears. They knelt down and grabbed the lawn. Tears slid from the young faces, dripping crystal clear, and dripping on the green lawn that carried dreams.
[Big Villains] Materazzi, Eto'o, Javier Zanetti and other old players endured the disappointment in their hearts and comforted their crying teammates one by one. At this time, they are still the most indispensable support of the team!
Sorrow filled the entire San Siro stadium.
sidelines.
Li Tongfan still had a stern face, without any expression on his face. He just stood quietly on the sideline of the court, folded his hands on his chest, looked up and stared at the big electronic screen of the court, as if he was waiting for something at the end...
However, at this time, the game has ended for almost 3 minutes. That game started at the same time as the Inter Milan game. It should have ended long ago. It is impossible to exceed 7 minutes in stoppage time. Will there be a miracle?
can you?
On the large electronic screen, the subtitles still read "AC Milan 1:0 Udinese", but, perhaps because the mood was too excited, no one noticed that there were three words missing after the letters - the end of the game!
Like an indestructible javelin, Li Tongfan never took a step, and looked at the big screen firmly.
Some are finally catching on to the moves of their revered head coach.
When they followed Madman Li's line of sight, at this moment, on the large electronic screen, the red subtitles once again appeared——
"AC Milan 1:1 Udinese, the end of the game!"
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The first championship has been won.
The college entrance examination is also over.
(End of this chapter)