stonecrandall Chapter 712
Chapter 712
At the same time, under the same sky.
Spain, Barcelona, Catalonia, Camp Nou.
More than 90,000 red and blue fans in the stands are shouting passionately. Even in September when the temperature drops sharply, there is still no shortage of crazy fans, shirtless, with Barcelona flags printed on their faces and bodies.
"Let's go, Messi!!"
"Ahhh!!!"
"Goooooal!"
"Go, go! Go!"
On the court, it was Barcelona's attack. Messi, who served as the right forward in Rijkaard's Dream II Barcelona, was rushing after receiving Iniesta's cross pass on the right.
Lyon right midfielder Jeremy Toulalan first appeared at the center line, trying to stop the Argentine kid who was rushing in front of him.
With a height of 1.83 meters and a physique of 77 kilograms, Toulalan was like a giant in front of Messi, who was 1.69 meters tall!
However
Messi suddenly cut the ball and changed direction to break through the next second, but this giant turned into a slow-moving idiot.
Messi's instant burst was too fast.
Like lightning.
Until Messi passed Turan, cut the ball again to adjust the direction, and continued to dribble at high speed, Turan reacted half a beat late.
But then he realized that the Argentine boy with long hair had already opened a distance of several meters from him!
At this time, in the live broadcast room of La Liga Movistar+ TV station, the commentator was constantly shouting.
"Messi!!!"
This is the Champions League. As a Spanish commentator, he can generously comment on the live broadcast as a La Liga team fan.
As Messi continued to approach the attacking third zone.
The voice of the Spanish commentator became louder and faster.
"Messi!!"
"Messi!!"
"Messi!!"
The Camp Nou stadium was also going crazy at this time, because Messi, who had rushed to the opponent's front court, was performing an incredible breakthrough!
Messi chose to change his line and cut inside. Under the heavy siege of Lyon players, he was like a slippery loach, shuttling among them, and the football seemed to be stuck to his toes, constantly changing direction quickly following his touch.
"Duende!!" (Spanish, elf!)
"Duende!!"
"Messi!!!"
"¡Él está jugando con los contrincantes! Los jugadores del Lyon parecen ser aire delante de él!!!" (Subtitler has gone offline)
"......"
"GGGG---OOOO---AAAA---LLLL!"
"GGGOOOAAALLL!"
"GOAL!!"
"Messi!!!!"
After breaking through several people in a row, Messi, who broke out from the top of the Lyon penalty area, scored a goal with a low shot.
The entire Camp Nou stadium exploded! !
"Yeah yeah yeah!!"
"Ahhh!!"
"Ahhh!!"
"Ahhh!!"
Even the Lyon players showed an incredible expression and watched the goal replay on the big screen repeatedly.
During the replay.
When Messi was running through, he was like a zombie, a puppet with a missing brain stem, a damaged cerebellum and a long-standing disrepair!
"Leo!! Enjoy the cheers!!!"
Ronaldinho was even more excited than when he scored a goal himself. He rushed to Messi and excitedly carried Messi on his back, just like Messi's La Liga debut goal.
The melancholy boy who played in the 2006 World Cup and the first half of the 2007 Champions League no longer had a sad look on his face.
Only confidence and calmness remained.
Under the premise that Ronaldinho was in poor condition and the coach continuously improved Messi's tactical status, Messi has been firmly in the first place in La Liga since the new season with 4 goals and 3 assists in 6 games.
And in today's Champions League group match against Lyon, Messi also scored twice with this goal just now!
Scored twice in the Champions League debut of the new season! !
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“Putain!!”
“Monster, that guy is a monster. How can someone play football like that? He treated my defense as air, as the road in the morning, damn it! Damn it!!”Near the end of the first half, the team was trailing 0:2, and both goals came from the same player, and the breakthrough goal just now was so outrageous...
Lyon's new head coach this season, Perrin, broke the defense.
Messi's performance today.
It reminded him of an old friend of Manchester City in the Premier League in the previous two seasons... Yes, that's right, this Perrin is the former head coach of Portsmouth.
Su Fei!
In his mind, Perrin inexplicably connected Messi in front of him with Su Fei. Although the two are completely different in appearance, height, appearance, personality, style of play, and technology.
But Perrin inexplicably felt that the two were very similar!
Different ways of scoring goals.
The same incredible, it is hard to accept!
"Damn, am I under some kind of witchcraft? I thought that leaving the Premier League would be able to... Why did I meet such a player again!"
Perrin held his head with both hands, and murmured weakly with his head down.
Not far away.
Barcelona coach Rijkaard, with thick curly hair, celebrated with his assistant with passionate high fives and a big smile on his face.
"Although Ronaldinho is in a bad state this season and is plagued by injuries. But we have finally waited for Leo to grow up. Oh my God, if this continues, we will get another Ronaldinho!!"
"You are right, boss. We will have two Ronaldinhos!"
The assistant responded to Rijkaard excitedly, but he didn't expect that this time he flattered the horse. The Dutchman put away his smile, covered his mouth, and whispered in the assistant's ear.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Have you forgotten the thing I gave you? I asked you to contact those clubs privately and ask them if they have any ideas about Ronaldinho."
"We don't need two Ronaldinhos, we will replace him with Leo!"
The assistant's expression changed again and again, and he swallowed his saliva.
After saying this, Rijkaard straightened up again, showing his bright smile just now, and waved to Messi and Ronaldinho on the court.
"Well done! Leo!!"
"Come on! Ronaldinho!"
"You are Leo's role model, promise me, you will score a goal in this game, okay?"
On the court.
Messi smiled shyly when he heard the coach's call, and Ronaldinho showed his big white teeth and spread his hands.
He seemed to like the coach's joke.
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