"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!! The goal is scored!! Fiorentina has expanded the score gap to 3:1! And more importantly, they also have an away goal! The goal was scored so quickly, and the game only started for seven minutes. This is probably something that many people did not expect before the game! Fiorentina showed their strong offensive firepower at Real Madrid's home court! It instantly changed the direction of this game!"

Fiorentina's goal was a very big blow to Real Madrid, and for Lucemberg, the tactics he had worked hard to arrange were completely ineffective. This made him unexpected-yes, he didn't expect Florence's attack firepower was so strong.

Even the ESPN commentator was worried about the fate of Real Madrid: "Real Madrid lost the ball at the beginning, which made Real Madrid fans worried. The gap between the two goals behind makes them have to attack with all their strength."

This is exactly what Sabato hopes. Although Real Madrid has a strong offense, once they attack with all their strength, there will inevitably be loopholes in the future. At that time, it was the opportunity for Fiorentina. He didn't want to play defensive counterattacks that Italian teams are good at. He just wanted to play against Real Madrid. Use offense to suppress the offense and convince Real Madrid's loss.

In the past Champions League, every time a Spanish team met an Italian team, if the Spanish team was eliminated in the end, then the Spanish media would definitely scold Italian football for being ugly and a regression of football.

Sabato just wants Spanish media to know that Italian football also has an offense.

After so many years, Italian football has given the impression that it is conservative, focusing on overall collaboration and tactical arrangement. However, it lacks passion and lacks the spirit of offensive adventure.

Among them, the 2002/03 European Champions League season was the 2008 European Champions League. From the quarterfinals, three Italian teams used defense to a level that shocked everyone. The 10-0-0 formation was scolded by Espanyol, but they both reached the final. The final was a match between two tactical masters by Italian media, but it was rated by more media as the most boring and shameless final in recent years. In the end, AC Milan defeated Juventus with a penalty kick and won the Champions League of that season.

What Sabato wants is not such a victory or a championship, what he wants is a victory or a championship that no one can say.

This match with Real Madrid is a very good opportunity, and it is an opportunity for the world to realize what kind of team Fiorentina is.

So when Real Madrid decided to give up their best attack, Sabato also waved his hand: Attack!

He does not look down on Real Madrid, on the contrary, this is the necessary respect for an opponent.

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The two teams played a wonderful match on the court, and Real Madrid fans seemed very excited. They cheered loudly and sang. They are a group of very stubborn people. The team can lose, but they must not win uglyly on the scene. They allow Real Madrid to lose 4:5, but they cannot tolerate winning 1:0. In Italy, winning 1:0 may be praised by the media and fans, but in Madrid, this is a shameful judgment and a cowardly behavior.

Therefore, although Real Madrid is behind now and the prospects for the Champions League are unclear, there is still a lot of time, and more importantly, Real Madrid has always insisted on attacking, so they have received the support of all Real Madrid fans.

These support put great pressure on Florence. Within five minutes, they were beaten by Real Madrid so hard that they couldn't raise their heads.

Ronaldo shot hard, but Frey didn't dare to take it directly, so he had to hit the bottom line.

"Kyle!!" Frey jumped up from the ground, "You have to force it on! You can't let him shoot like that just now!" He was a little dissatisfied with the defender's performance.

Real Madrid's corner kick, when Beckham drove the ball into the penalty area, Ramos inserted in the back row and made a powerful rush to the top!

Frey's reaction was so fast that he just tweaked it between his fingers, but it couldn't change the final direction of the football - the football flew towards the goal!

In the flash, Xiang Tao flew to the point of the goal line and hooked the football out of the penalty area!

"Wow - It's so dangerous! Xiang Tao saved Florence's life with a timely ending!"

The Bernabeu let out a huge sigh. Ramos didn't even have time to sigh, so he had to return to defense quickly. Because Xiang Tao did not kick the ball out of the sideline, he drove to the frontcourt...

Zhang Jun leaned against Sisinho, who was defending him, intending to fight for the top. Sisinho felt that it was not a person who leaned against him, but a wall that he could not push.

Zhang Jun had already jumped up, but he was still there. He was already behind, and he would definitely not be able to compete for the top. But he must not let him go like this!

Sisinho fell backwards, pretending to be squeezed by Zhang Jun, and at the same time he reached out to pull Zhang Jun in the air.

Zhang Jun was about to rub the ball, but the center of gravity suddenly lost all its center of gravity and fell directly from the air.

The referee's whistle sounded and ran to the scene. Judging from his gesture, Real Madrid was sentenced to a foul.

Guti came up and pulled Ciscinho up, then patted him on the shoulder: "Good job!" This was a tactical foul. If Zhang Jun successfully hit the ball, there was a large amount of space behind him, and Van Persie had already rushed up. At this time, the foul was just right.

Zhang Jun seemed very dissatisfied. He was applying for a yellow card for Ciscino from the referee. But the referee ignored him.

Mascherano sent the free kick, and after a series of cooperation, it did not pose much threat to Real Madrid's goal.

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Time went quickly in the confrontation between the two sides. When the audience came to their senses, they realized that the first half was coming to an end.

"In the thirty-nine minutes of the first half, if Real Madrid cannot equalize the score before the end of the first half, then they will become very dangerous in the second half. Well... Obviously Real Madrid also realized this problem and they strengthened their attack."

Fiorentina was a little relaxed at the last moment. They gave up the offensive tactics that had lasted for almost forty minutes and began to think about how to defend until the end of the first half.

When Sabato saw this clearly and wanted to make a sound to stop them, the Bernabeu's home cheering blew his curses without a trace.

The support of fans is the best motivation for the team to work hard. Real Madrid sieges Fiorentina like crazy. Fiorentina's ball was almost passed by half. Zhang Jun had to come back to participate in the defense in the end.

Defense is not what Fiorentina is best at, especially when facing a team like Real Madrid with super attack power, defense is like a dead end.

Frey worked hard to block Raul's shot and then threw away Ronaldo's follow-up shot again. He had performed well enough, but he felt his heart beating very fast in his heart. He was afraid of losing the ball. This fear made him breathe rapidly and his movements were a little too fast-reacting - that was, he was nervous.

Almost every time Real Madrid shoots, he has to use all his strength to save the ball, as if he is afraid that he will not be able to save the ball if he doesn't do this.

When Zhang Jun cleared the football in the penalty area, he gasped and said to everyone: "No...no! We have to fight back!"

"You're so light..." Xiang Tao threw his sweat and muttered, "Our pass was cut off even if it couldn't pass through the midfield. Real Madrid's overall pressure will be over. If you go up, you will easily get offside."

Zhang Jun turned his attention to Krue and could only rely on Krue's personal technological breakthroughs to create opportunities.

"It's up to Crue to pass the ball!"

But soon Zhang Jun found that the road was not accessible. Once Krue got the ball, he would fall into the siege of at least three Real Madrid. No matter how good his skills were, the personal skills of Real Madrid players were not bad, and they would be cut off soon.

But Sabato was yelling anxiously below: "Damn it! Zhang Jun shouldn't go back! He couldn't pass the ball forward when he went back!"

Real Madrid's offense gave everyone who was watching the game a feeling: the storm.

That's why Real Madrid, who was forced into a desperate situation, had a huge combat power, and their attacks and pressing gave people a breathless pressure.

Florence's goal was shaking in the face of such a storm.

When the fourth referee held up the two-minute stoppage time sign on the sidelines, it seemed like a signal that Real Madrid had strengthened their attack again, and Fiorentina suddenly felt the pressure increase by one point again.

Beckham kicked the ball again, but this time it was not a simple cross from the wing, but a long diagonal pass at a forty-five degrees in the midfield, directly hitting the ball from the right side of the court to the left side.

Ronaldo retreated outside the penalty area, stopped the football with his chest, and then swayed his upper body, making Bonela tilt towards the bottom line, but he went around from the side.

"Oh! Ronaldo has broken through!"

"Damn it! Don't let him go!" Frey shouted, his voice not sounding very good.

Xiang Tao rushed from the left to the right to support the defense line, and he unceremoniously shoveled towards Ronaldo.

"Idiot!" Frey really wanted to kill this rash man. What if this fat man fell to the ground and cheated on a penalty kick?

Ronaldo had no intention of cheating the penalty kick. He pushed the ball out with his right foot and then jumped up. Although he was clumsy, he effectively dodged the slide shovel, and then he swung his foot and hit it!

Frey's highly nervous state made him rush to the right direction the moment Ronaldo shot, the far corner, and the speed was so fast that it could be described as an arrow off the string.

But he never expected that Raul, who was hiding in the penalty area, suddenly stretched out and just stabbed the football.

To be honest, not only Frey didn't expect it, but also the defenders of Florence didn't expect it. All their attention was on Ronaldo just now, who would have thought that Raul would appear here?!

The football was poked by Raul's toe and flew towards the completely opposite close corner. Frey was already in the air. He turned his head helplessly and looked at the football flying towards the goal, helplessly.

"Yes! Gooooooooooal!!! Raul! Real Madrid equalized the score! This is a very important goal, and they still have hope in the second half! Everything is not over yet!"

After scoring the goal, Raul kissed the ring in his hand and ran towards his teammates. The Bernabeu made a huge cheer.

“HalaMadrid!!!HalaRaul!!!”

"What a fuck... shit!" Sabato cursed in annoyance. "It's a shame to keep the ball to the death! All of them should remember this ball to the death!"

The Fiorentine players on the court also seemed very frustrated. Xiang Tao held his head with both hands and looked at the football inside the net.

Zhang Jun looked at the big screen and was replaying the scene of Raul scoring. He noticed that Raul was not in the shooting position, but was suddenly inserted before Ronaldo shot. It seemed as if he knew Ronaldo would shoot like that.

What a terrible shooter.

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The two sides tied 1:1 in the first half. During the break, Sabato looked at his disciples in the locker room with a pale face.

Players rarely see Sabato so angry. Even Xiang Tao, who has always been fearless, lowered his head and dared not say anything.

Sabato didn't say anything, just stared at them, for a full minute.

"I... I really have to congratulate you." After a long time, Sabato spoke, but his mouth was a naked sarcasm. "The retreat at the last moment successfully allowed the opponent to equalize the score. Isn't it? Is it... who asked you to retreat for me?! Which idiot asked so much? Am I?" Sabato pointed at himself.

Of course it wouldn't be himself.

"If we can continue to put pressure on their defense line before the end of the first half and keep the lead of this ball into the second half, then we have at least one foot into the quarterfinals! But now everything is different! I don't oppose defense, but I hate it and hate choosing defense when it is inappropriate! For example, why do we have to defend? We started playing well. How difficult it is to suppress Real Madrid? You have done it and why do you have to be conservative again? You are equivalent to letting a tiger out of the cage! So stupid! Too fucking... stupid!"

After Sabato cursed, he stood there for a long time without saying anything.

No one dared to say anything without speaking. The room was silent, allowing the precious halftime to pass by minute by minute.

It took a long time - Zhang Jun felt that it took a long time - before Sabato re-speaks: "Okay, we won't pursue the low-level mistakes you made in the last moment of the first half. I now reiterate that Fiorentina's football is offensive football. We pursue as many goals as possible, rather than as few goals as possible. As for when defense is needed, I will notify you. Before receiving my notice, no one is allowed to change the tactics privately. You just need to insist on attacking! If you lose because of the offense, I will be responsible. In this game, this is even more so! If you don't think about attacking in your mind, then there is no way to win Real Madrid! Their situation is worse than us now, so they will come up with all levels and want to defend against them?!" Sabato showed a contemptuous expression.

"Observation! Offense! This is what I have always been talking about. I hope you will know in the future that as long as I am on this team for a day, I will always persist like this. My football philosophy is - it is better to die if you don't attack! Let us play like Juventus, it's better to let me die! The second half should be persistent in attacking like the first forty minutes of the first half. You must have confidence in your attack. As long as you can push Real Madrid back, we will win half. Always keep pressure on them, no matter we lead one or five balls, you must keep on attacking! Even if we fall behind, or the situation is dangerous and unfavorable to us, do as long as we do it!"

Sabato's words were full of momentum, and rekindled the fighting spirit of the team members who had been scolded.

"Go! Come on the court! Remember what I said, offense! Offense! At the last minute of the attack, you still have to attack me! I don't want to stop, no one is allowed to stop!"

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After the second half started again, Real Madrid found that Fiorentina had insisted on attacking again, and it was even more violent than the first half.

They even got three very threatening opportunities within two consecutive minutes. If Casillas hadn't performed bravely, Real Madrid would have been defeated by the city gate.

After Zhang Jun shot a ball, he hugged his head in annoyance. At the beginning of the second half, Fiorentina had many opportunities, but they didn't catch it. What a pity!

Real Madrid's offensive is still very strong, but Fiorentina is not inferior to them. The scene returns to the exciting situation after the game begins. Both sides have many opportunities, but both sides have a super ability to squander opportunities. Many times when watching football pass by the goal, the fans can only sigh and then slap the table and curse.

Now what we are looking at is which side can seize the opportunity and change the course of the game.

Fiorentina attacked strongly in the middle, but unexpectedly Cru's dribble was cut off by Garcia. Real Madrid took the opportunity to launch a counterattack, and Garcia handed it to Guti. Guti did not pass it to Baptista in the frontcourt for a transition, but launched an attack directly from the backcourt, with an accurate long pass of more than 40 meters, and directly sent the ball to Ronaldo who had already started!
To be continued...