Chapter 384 The Situation Suddenly Changed in 3 Minutes

Zhuoyang was substituted in this game purely because during a routine physical examination after Real Madrid closed in, it was found that his physical condition was worrying and he was approaching the critical point of being easily injured. This is normal. In the past two months, Zhuoyang has the highest attendance rate in the team and has not missed a minute of the game.

Therefore, Mourinho can only put his strategic weapon on the bench to scare people. If he can use it, then he won't use it. However, although his body was very tired, Zhuo Yang was in a very excited mood, a happy lark.

Altintop, who was chatting happily with Zhuo Yang, was not in a very good mood at first, but was so infected by him that he forgot all his worries at the moment.

In the past two international match days, the final play-off rounds of the 2012 European Cup qualifiers have ended, and all 16 strong teams for next summer are in place.

Turkey was suppressed 3:0 by Croatia in two rounds and can only sigh as it looks ahead to Poland and Ukraine next year. The 29-year-old Altintop is the captain of Türkiye.

Where there are those who are down, there are those who are glorious. Cristiano Ronaldo led his Portugal to a 6:2 defeat in the crucial second round of the play-offs. Captain Ronaldo played the most important role with two shots and two passes.

Of course, the most impressive team is Spain. The Matadors qualified early in the group stage with a complete victory, showing their domineering world championship. Therefore, Casillas and Ramos are confident no matter who they challenge.

The other team that qualified with a complete victory was Germany. Grandpa, Xiaozhu, Tuizi, Helian, Eryan, Erba, plus Westerman, loser Zepek, and brother-in-law Preuss, the German team became a horse. The world of the Diebold Gang.

Other teams that Zhuoyang is more concerned about, Italy, France, and the Netherlands, have all qualified directly as the first in the group. Those five countries have forced Zhuoyang to express who he will support next summer. Zhuoyang said that Holland will always be the champion, because those guys can't beat him, but Detu can.

There is also Greece, they have also qualified. Greek No. 18 Ninis played in the joint team in Group F. He was very cool and the Georgian captain Kaladze suffered greatly.

After the start of the second half, Zhuo Yang and Da Top were still chatting enthusiastically. No one on the Real Madrid bench understood German. I didn’t know what they were talking about, but judging from their expressions and body language, it definitely had nothing to do with football or this game. .

Mourinho also walked out of the coaching bench impatiently, and everything seemed no different from the first half. Including the Bat Legion fans at the Mestalla Stadium, their shouts were as listless as in the first half.

Brazilian midfielder Jonas passed a diagonal pass to the wing without any creativity as he did in the previous 50 minutes. However, this time, the wind blew there.

Pablo Hernandez was like an arrow in the wind. With an extremely simple pass, Granero and Arbeloa, who were defending at different positions, were instantly left behind. In half a breath, he And football appeared on Real Madrid's bottom line at the same time.

Pablo Hernandez did not sneak from the baseline into the penalty area, even though there was no obstruction for ten meters, because he didn't know what to do when he slipped in. His only ability is to be fast, as fast as the wind.

Pablo Hernandez braked Zama and passed directly, and the football passed out was also frighteningly fast, like a shot. Casillas couldn't even rush out of the gate to intercept because it was too fast.

Pepe, who was ahead, didn't rush, but Ramos, who was behind, rushed but could only watch because Soldado, who was between them, had drifted over early.

A shovel shot, the football hit the net, 1:1, Real Madrid's entire defense was still in the clouds.

There is no tactical routine, there is a shitty technical content, a hard attack on the wing and then a pass from the bottom, and shitty luck in the middle to grab the point, it is so simple and crude. Mourinho despises such childishness, but you never know which cloud will rain or which evil wind will penetrate people's hair.

Three minutes later,

The same scene happened again. Jonas's pass was not as refined as before. The pass was too big and went straight to the bottom line.

Pablo Hernandez got excited again. He simply bypassed Granero who was running alongside Te from the sideline and tried to block his position. Then he overtook Arbeloa from behind and used a sliding shovel to forcefully press the baseline. The football swept towards the center.

Pepe was in front, Ramos was behind, and Soldado in the middle poked lightly, and the score became 2:1.

So what if Mourinho looked down on him, Valencia overtook the score, and the numbers on the big screen were the last word.

What can you do in three minutes? Three minutes to make a comeback! When Soldado again flicked Pablo Hernandez's cross into the net three minutes later, Mourinho felt like he was going to collapse. Fortunately, the referee saved him. Soldado was slightly offside and the ball was invalid.

Pablo Hernandez is addicted to bullying. In the 63rd minute, Granero and Arbeloa continued to disappear in his eyes and continued to make savage passes. However, Ramos, who had learned his wisdom after many hardships, finally pressed Soldado very tightly this time, making it impossible for him to get up comfortably.

However, the football that Soldado shot hit the hand of Shui Ye who fell to the ground.

This time, it was also the referee who saved Ramos. He thought it was an unintentional handball and ignored the Valencians' protests.

Mourinho quietly stood on tiptoes and paused for a moment, finally getting his heart back from his throat back to his chest. After swallowing to make sure he was steady, Mourinho shouted: "That's enough!"

Everyone on the Real Madrid bench was shocked, and even the two German-speaking crows that had been croaking fell silent.

"Have you two had enough talking?"

Zhuo Yang looked at Mourinho innocently: What do you want to do?

"Enough chatting, let's go on stage."

You should have told me earlier! Zhuoyang and Altintop immediately began to change their clothes. It was late November and they were both wearing quite thick clothes. Zhuoyang is different from others in that he is used to taking off his pants first.

After both of them took off their shorts, Mourinho pointed at Big Top impatiently: "You, you, you, put it on, it's none of your business."

Big Top: "..."

"Dirty Dancing" Mourinho's summons, Albiol seemed to have a grudge against his clothes. He stripped himself clean with just two brushes, and he caught up with Zhuo Yang with his quickest move.

Zhuoyang and Lingwu stood side by side, waiting for Mourinho's instructions. Mourinho's face was as heavy as water.

"Zhuoyang, one hour. You chatted for an hour without stopping."

Zhuoyang shrugged indifferently.

"I really want to know what you are talking about? How can you have such a happy chat?"

"Jose, I have to criticize you. As an excellent head coach, you should always pay attention to the game on the field, rather than caring about chats that have nothing to do with the game." Zhuo Yang sincerely pointed at Mourinho. nod.

"You also know that chatting has nothing to do with the game?" Mourinho said: "This is what I am curious about, what topic makes you two so happy."

Zhuoyang smiled and patted his shoulder: "Believe me, Jose, you don't want to know."