"I won't blame you for the goal in Real Madrid in the first half. But your defenders must also take on the responsibilities they should bear! In the second half, I stared at the two dangerous elements of Raul and Robinho, especially Raul! Even if his legs were broken, I was not allowed to relax my guard!" Sabato said with murderous intent, as if he wanted to go up and kick Raul's legs himself.

"On the offensive aspect, continuous attack! This is my home court, and we have no reason to retreat. We can't just score one goal if we can score two goals. If we can score three, we are not allowed to score two. If we can score more goals here, it will be difficult for us to score more goals next week."

Zhang Jun nodded repeatedly, and he was thinking what he thought. He must make good use of his home advantage. If he only wins a small goal at home, it will be no different from failure.

"Zhang Jun!"

Hearing Sabato call him, Zhang Jun raised his head and looked at the head coach.

"In the first half, you actively ran, expanded your range of activities, and increased your chances, which is very good. But... you need to consider your physical strength in the second half. We have to play double games a week in the past two weeks, so don't overdraw your physical fitness."

Zhang Jun nodded, "Don't worry, boss. I know."

I don’t know when the players called Sabato as the “boss” and Jalimian as the “chairman”. Sabato was not opposed either. He actually hoped that the players would call him “godfather”, but since he came into contact with Ren Yudi, he didn’t dare. Because he always felt that the young boss behind the scenes had a mafia aura…

"Anyway, Real Madrid's defense is still their weakness, and we don't need to retreat to defend their offense. That is a negative defense! I want you to save and attack, fight against them, and use our offense to suppress their offense! Use the best offense to replace defense!"

Sabato believes that the reason why Florence has risen so quickly is that it is all about the word "offensive".

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In the second half, Fiorentina launched a fierce attack on Real Madrid according to Sabato's instructions. Real Madrid still used its own attack to suppress the home team, and the two sides had a stalemate from the beginning.

Van Persie just grabbed a shot from the penalty area and was saved by Casillas. Real Madrid immediately counterattacked. In the end, Robinho made a strong shot, but Frey saved it.

"The offensive and defensive speed of both sides has been significantly accelerated, so the game has become more beautiful. The biggest difference between the Champions League and the league is the elimination system, and both sides cannot afford to lose in a game!"

This is the third game of Cru's return from injury. Judging from his performance, he recovered very well after surgery. Of course, he has to thank Florence's physiotherapist and team doctor - Feng Qing. Especially Sabato, he would be even more grateful. If it weren't for Feng Qing, Cru might have recovered at home and was simply impossible to appear in the Champions League match against Real Madrid.

Kru took the ball forward in the midfield, and faced Baptista who was returning to defense while running. Kru stepped on his bicycle. Just when Baptista thought he was going to break through, he poked the football to the side and passed it to Mascherano who was inserted behind.

Mascherano is not polite. He is still twenty-seven or eight meters away from the goal, and he just swung his feet and shot a long shot!

The football flew into the air, crossed everyone's heads, and flew towards Real Madrid's goal.

"Ikel!" Ramos shouted.

When he turned around, Casillas had already flew up. He took a very high air, raised his right hand high and shot Mascherano's long shot with a very high quality out of the crossbar.

"Ah--Fuck! Hell!" Sabato, who was fully focused on the sidelines, suddenly waving his arm and jumped up. He thought the ball might have been in.

Two minutes later, Real Madrid attacked and Fiorentina defended. Guti made a very accurate long pass, and Raul perfectly removed the ball, but he did not break through or pass it into the penalty area, but instead distributed it to Beckham on the right.

Beckham didn't stop the ball and made a pass directly.

Robinho is too short and it seems he has no chance. But Beckham's ball is not passed to Robinho, but to...

Baptista inserted in the back!

The tall and strong Baptista jumped high during the sprint, glided, and then rushed to the top with great force!

Frey was so quick that he almost soared into the air while Baptista reached the ball, then stretched out his hands and grabbed the incoming ball firmly in his hand. Even if he fell from the air, the football did not lose his hand.

"The performances of both goalkeepers are very exciting! This is a wonderful game. With Fiorentina and Real Madrid, the game will never be boring! Two teams that advocate offense have contributed a wonderful attack for us... Well, to be honest, I really hope that when we arrive at the Bernabeu next week, both teams will still have such performances. This is football!" ESPN's commentator shouted excitedly.

But for Sabato, attacking can certainly entertain the audience, but the most important thing is to win first.

He jumped around the field anxiously, like a child who couldn't eat lollipops, staring at the players on the field with eager eyes, as if lollipops might fall from their bodies.

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Crew did not continue to dribble the ball when facing Garcia's defense, but stopped, facing the La Liga card king. He didn't seem to be worried that he would be injured again by the fierce midfielder in front of him.

The screams were only offered to Krue in the stands at Frankie Stadium, and they were asking Krue to pass the Uruguayan.

Cru had his legs spread apart and his right foot circled around the football. Seeing that Garcia was unmoved, he planned to go around again.

After three consecutive rounds of his right foot, Garcia couldn't hold back. As long as Cruy did it again, he would definitely step on his feet, whether it was tackle or shoveling.

Sure enough, Cru seemed to deliberately show off his footwork and went around again. This time, Garcia shoveled to the football without hesitation!

But he did not tackle the ball. Because Cru took a step ahead of him and passed the ball out with his right heel. Just as it was Mascherano who inserted it and received the ball.

It turned out that he just circled four times to wait for Mascherano to come up.

After Mascherano broke through Real Madrid's first defense line, he continued to drive the ball forward. This time he was facing Guti, but he did not continue to drive the ball. He picked up the football while running, and his hand was beyond Guti's expectations. He raised his head and watched the football pass over his head, and then fell to Zhang Jun in front.

Zhang Jun received the ball with his back to the goal. He jumped up and stopped the football with his chest. When the football fell, he shook his left ankle very concealedly and picked the football from the heads of the two Real Madrid defenders behind him! Then he immediately turned around and passed between Raul Bravo and Woodgate!

"Breakthrough! Zhang Jun's opportunity! Florence's opportunity!"

Casillas attacked without any hesitation. He didn't want to give Zhang Jun too much space and angle shot.

Zhang Jun glanced at Casillas who was attacking, and then when the football was still at his chest height, he suddenly turned sideways and volleyed!

The body was very stretched, the arms were spread out to maintain balance, the legs were swung out like scissors, and then the right foot was like a pistol striker, hitting hard behind the football.

The football rushed towards the goal like a bullet. Casillas reacted very quickly and reached out to block it. But how could he block it when the powerful volley was only two meters away from him?

So when the football had already flown into the goal, his hands were raised - it was not that he was not moving fast enough, but that Zhang Jun's foot was volleying too fast.

"Oh!Oh!Oh!Oh——Greatgoooooooooooooooooooool!!!Wonderful, Wonderful, Wonderful!Zhang'sgoal!"

The moment the football hit the net, a huge cheer burst out from Frankie Stadium. Everyone raised their arms and jumped up, shouting: "Long live! Zhang Jun! Long live! Florence!!"

"Fiorentina surpassed Real Madrid 2:1! They took the lead at their home court, all thanks to Zhang Jun's wonderful personal performance! Scoring twice, Zhang Jun's explosion!"

Zhang Jun, who scored this goal, could finally vent his anger. He ran to the corner flag and shouted loudly with his teammates.

When Li Yan saw this scene in the press conference seat, he thought he could imagine what Zhang Jun thought in his subconscious mind.

Real Madrid is his favorite team, Raul, Ronaldo, and Beckham are his idols. So when he can defeat his idols upright, it may mean that he will take another step forward. Finally, he no longer has to look up to these people, but look at them with them.

In the future, he may have to step on the corpse of Real Madrid and embark on his own path and future. At that time, he will become the idol and goal of transcendence of other juniors.

Isn’t football lasting forever because of these people?

And don’t they just have food to eat for football reporters?

Li Yan glanced at the field while keeping his fingers on his laptop:

...Maybe Zhang Jun himself would not take the initiative to realize how important this game with Real Madrid will be to him. But I can say that when Zhang Jun defeats his former idol, he will become a new idol. This is the replacement of the old and new forces.

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After leading the game, Fiorentina once had an advantage on the court, which made Real Madrid, who was not good at defense, very passive. At this time, Lucemberg sent Ronaldo, who had been warming up on the sidelines since the second half.

"With twenty-five minutes left in the game, Luxenberg sent Ronaldo, and the meaning was very obvious. He was unwilling to end the game like this."

Ronaldo replaced Pablo Garcia, who played in the midfield defense.

When Zhang Jun saw the fat man jumping on the sidelines for the final warm-up, he remembered that when he was a high school student, Ronaldo became famous in the world football world. It can be said that he grew up watching Ronaldo play football. He really missed that time.

As he grows older, Ronaldo's weight is also increasing, but no one dares to doubt his threat within five meters in front of the goal. This experienced veteran is about to retire. Now he is gradually losing his main position in Real Madrid, and he has even said that he will retire after the end of this season.

Zhang Jun thought that he would never have the chance to compete with such a great player again. This idol who has watched football since he was a child, the person who was closest to God on the forward line, with his youthful memories, will retire this summer. It would be a little sad to think about it. But now all Zhang Jun can do is play the remaining twenty-five minutes, defeat them, and defeat Ronaldo, and express his respect for Real Madrid and those former superstars in this way.

The word "fat" is a nickname for Ronaldo among Real Madrid fans, and is a favorite name. If it is called out from the mouths of opponent fans, it is a naked provocation and insult.

So when Ronaldo ran onto the court with his big belly, the whole Frankie was shouting: "Fatty! Fatty! You'd better go down and rest!"

Ronaldo himself has become accustomed to this kind of provocation and insult. In a World Cup South American qualifier, the opponent's fans once played a banner and called his wife cuckold him, and he completed the game normally. So, when Fiorentina fans were still mocking Ronaldo's figure, he had already hit Frey with a beautiful five-meter raid.

After he suddenly started at the front of the penalty area, he suddenly shot without adjustment. Frey did not expect that he squatted a little slower and almost let the football pass through his crotch. Fortunately, his body still suppressed the football at the critical moment.

"Hey! Frey!" Zhang Jun shouted loudly, "What are you thinking? Don't relax your guard!" He did not call Frey's name, but called his last name. It seemed that he was also very dissatisfied with Frey's performance just now.

Frey raised his hand to apologize to his teammates.

"Don't look at him first, he's amazing." Zhang Jun said to others, "Although he's old, his shooting skills have become more and more perfect. If you're not careful, our leading advantage will disappear in an instant."

Ronaldo's performance certainly calmed the Fiorentine fans at Frankie Stadium. He seemed to be telling the fans at home with practical actions: "I'm here, I'm not dead yet, what are you calling?!"

Frey scared Sabato so much that moment. When he watched the football roll back from him, he thought everything was over. He let Real Madrid score two away goals, and basically they had no hope when they arrived at the Bernabeu.

"Oh, damn it, did that bastard Frey meant to make me suffer a heart attack?" Sabato wiped his sweat.

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On the one hand, Fiorentina should pay attention to the successive bombings of three Real Madrid strikers. On the other hand, they are absolutely not satisfied with winning 2:1 at home. If the score remains until the end, then for the next reunion, Real Madrid only needs to KO Fiorentina 1:0 at their home court.

Fiorentina, which has to take into account both ends, is a little disconnected. Offensive players want to score goals, while defensive players don't want to concede goals.

Ronaldo dribbled the ball outside the penalty area again. This time, he relied on five-meter acceleration and bicycle cycling to force the ball through Bonella's defense. Then he suddenly shot at the short angle. Frey made no mistake this time and fell to the ground to hit the ball out of the bottom line.

Bonella was very depressed by the breakthrough. He really didn't expect that Ronaldo, who is at this age, could run so fast. He only shook twice, then started, and in just one step, he couldn't keep up.

"Push him outward and don't defend the inside!" Frey reminded him.

Bonetra nodded and spat on the ground: "I won't let him come in so easily next time!"

When the defenders of Fiorentina were having a headache for defense, Zhang Jun was also worried about how to score again. After scoring twice, Real Madrid's defense against him was obviously more tight, almost reaching the point where people were inseparable. No matter where he ran, there would be people following him. Running forward was Woodgate, and retreating back was Garcia.

For a while, he couldn't even catch the ball well. When did Real Madrid's defense become so powerful? Zhang Jun was puzzled.

How could he know that it was not that Real Madrid's defense had improved, but that Real Madrid players were forced to get angry and burst into blood.

Before the game, Sabato's words made Real Madrid players have the mentality of "winning", but they didn't expect that they would be led by Fiorentina. How could they accept such a result?

Raul tried his best to intersperse the midfield and frontcourt. He had a spirit of never giving up in the club and the national team. Now he needed to put this spirit to the limit. He is the captain, and he must fight, and to the end.

Zhang Jun looked at Raul's sweat-soaked back and remembered the halftime smile, it was really hard to connect these two images to one person.

Mascherano got the ball in the backcourt and wanted to fall down and delay the time, but Raul rushed up from the side and took the ball down. The referee blew a whistle to indicate that he was fouled, but he did not go up to Lamacherano, but ran straight back.
To be continued...