During the intermission, Dalglish did not have any special explanation.

Suarez had no major problems after being checked by the team doctor. It should be a slight thigh muscle strain, and he will be fine after resting for one to two weeks.

For Liverpool, judging from the first half of the game, the promotion is not a big problem.

The mentality and state of the players are also adjusted quickly.

What kind of bullshit [Trident of the Sea God] tactic, Dalglish felt that Barcelona must have eaten too much sea cucumber, and their brains were broken.

Not thinking about how to score goals quickly and efficiently, but thinking about controlling the midfield, is simply putting the cart before the horse.

Why did I still play 451 at the beginning? Isn't it just to guard against you?

As a result, you fought against me in the midfield when you came up, which is why Liverpool only conceded one goal in the first half.

After feeling strenuous in the midfield, Lindy decisively directed the team to shrink the defense.

Barcelona's offense has become dominant and it is difficult to score goals.

"In the second half, protect yourself and take less cards, Mike, can you read some players who must not get cards in the second half."

Dalglish looked around at the players who were still excited, and slowly stepped aside to rest.

The second half of the game started quickly.

Players on both sides walked out of the player channel confidently and slowly.

For Liverpool, the goal in the second half was to defend the victory.

For Barcelona, ​​it's about fighting for honor.

In the second half of the game, the two sides fell into a hard fight from the first second.

Dalglish could only smile helplessly at this: "It's better to be young as expected, and finally look a bit like back then."

The game time is 47 minutes.

Lindy tried a long shot 30 meters outside the penalty area, and Busquets had no time to step forward to block it.

Looking at the whizzing football, his heart rose to his throat.

"Boom~"

The football hit the crossbar and flew out of the bottom line, and Valdez let out a sigh of relief.

The game time is 52 minutes.

Messi fought back, he threw away the two of them in his own corridor.

In the end, when facing Lindy's block, Messi wanted to score too much. He actually precisely controlled the football to bypass the eye-catching Lindy.

But just like this, the football flew out of the bottom line against the post.

Barcelona missed a great opportunity.

Before Messi entered his corridor, Harvey, Pedro, and Iniesta continued to cross positions, attracting the defense to find a suitable opportunity for Messi.

In the next game, the two sides continued to test each other's goal.

It's just that Barcelona is the main attack, while Liverpool is the main defensive counterattack.

But Liverpool did not blindly defend, only defending but not attacking, and it was only a matter of time before they were scored.

At this time, the sharp knives on the front line have more opportunities.

The game time is 58 minutes.

Lindy suddenly let go of Messi's defense. Busquets was about to pass the ball when he was surprised, but Henderson snatched the ball from behind.

The cheers at the scene exploded immediately.

I don't know what medicine to take, but this guy ignored Lindy's request and just kicked the football.

Lindy tilted his head: "Is it difficult for me to speak? Is it because I can't lift the knife or is he floating?"

But after a while, Lindy regretted it a little. The football flew straight to Barcelona's back defense, where there happened to be a red figure running wildly.

"Henderson passed the ball beautifully, Liverpool's chance!"

Like the fans at the scene, Lao Zhan stood up excitedly.

Salah was preparing for the moment Henderson stole the ball. Now, behind him, Piqué raised his hand and Puyol gritted his teeth and chased desperately.

Without looking back, as if Salah had an agreement with the football, the football slipped against his right foot and obediently followed his footsteps.

Run quickly!

Salah's speed is getting faster and faster, and he came to the edge of the penalty area in just a few seconds.

Facing the attacking Valdés, the young Salah flicked his left foot, directly passed the goalkeeper who opened his body, and easily pushed the empty goal into the net.

"The ball has been scored!"

"7 to 3!"

"Salah! Get out of the goal beautifully!"

"Three thousand guests in the house, Mohamed Salah!"

This poem suddenly appeared in Lao Zhan's mind, and the rhyme level directly made the fans in front of the TV drenched.

After scoring the goal, Salah was even more excited. This broke the gate of Barcelona, ​​how could he not be excited.

He turned his head, instead of rushing to the corner flag area to stage a golden rooster independence, but pointed to Henderson who passed the ball.

Everyone immediately hugged into a group.

"Thank you, Jordan, for a great pass!"

Henderson smiled shyly and scratched his head: "Don't thank me, there is no sincerity, or how about giving me your one at night?"

Salah was obviously taken aback. You bastard is so shameless, but he can't refuse directly, so he can only tactfully save the country: "Isn't Team Lin paying the bill? Can't I have one more?"

"Ahahaha~"

The others laughed too.

But soon, Lindy patted everyone on the shoulder, pouted and pointed towards the middle circle.

The Barcelona players are already there, ready to kick off.

Messi was expressionless and just had one foot on the football.

If you press all the way up, you will definitely lose the ball, but it doesn't matter, keep going!

Get ready and go.

The Liverpool players also restrained their smiles. At this moment, Barcelona was a little scary.

Dalglish looked at his opponent: "Fortunately."

Yes, luckily!

Just 5 minutes later, Barcelona pulled back a goal with a stormy goal, tying the total score to 7-4.

Busquets insisted on Henderson's foul defense and sent a beautiful through ball.

Villa appeared in the penalty area like a ghost. Facing Maguire's defense again, he easily swung an angle and then distributed the ball to the middle.

Everyone in Barcelona looked at Messi, but no one passed the ball to Messi.

Harvey circled the ball on the line of the penalty area and easily passed De Gea's ten fingers.

Before Lindy reprimanded Coutinho for his poor defense, they saw Messi rush into the goal, picked up the football and ran towards the center circle.

At this moment, the Barcelona fans in front of the TV burst into tears.

This is their god, their idol, and their group favorite.

Lao Ma is right, at this moment, no one is qualified to criticize Messi like this.

But the football game is not desperate will have the result.

In the ensuing game, people seemed to see the peak Barcelona team, they pressed Liverpool and bombarded wildly.

It's just that time doesn't slow down because of your efforts.

Liverpool led by Lindy is like the sea wall of the port, facing waves of stormy waves, standing still.

"beep~"

With the referee's whistle, this "Lin Mei Controversy" finally came to an end.

The Barcelona players were either disappointed or sad and lay down or sat down.

Today, they are losers.

But there was a figure standing quietly among the "fallen" Barcelona people. He pursed his lips tightly and looked up at the sky, as if he wanted to ask something.

Messi's picture is very similar to last year's Ram.

Are you unwilling?

No, it cannot fall down.

At least, he can't fall down!

Messi knows that he lost the Champions League and the Ballon d'Or.

In a European Cup year, the result of losing this game is fatal.

He looked at Lindy who was celebrating with his teammates:

"Lin, let's fight again next year!"

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