Greatest Of All Legends-Chapter 662: Ticket to UCL Finals 2021 VIII
Chapter 662: Ticket to UCL Finals 2021 VIII
Chiesa hit the ball with the side of his left foot, but he had underestimated the power with which the ball was sent his way. His simple touch was not enough to send the ball in the direction he wanted.
The ball bounced off his foot and flew narrowly wide of the goal, clipping the outside of the bar as it flew out of play.
{Oh my god! He’s missed! Again!!!}
{Dreamlike attack, nightmare finish, how could he miss that so horridly!?} The commentator exclaimed, as pained as the Uventus fans who had to watch Chiesa’s terrible finishing since the game began.
{If Uventus don’t end up winning the game, we all know whose direction fingers will be pointed in} the co-commentator said as well, his tone maintaining professionalism.
Chiesa had his palms clasped in front of his face apologetically as he turned to face his teammates, but even their patience was wearing thin with him.
On the sidelines, Pirlo beckoned to the assistant manager,
“Set up a training for that kid, mostly shooting drills. He’s going to be training all the way to the end of the season and even after next season begins,” he told him.
“… Also, tell Dybala to start warming up. We may have to take Chiesa off soon,” he added after a pause.
“Alright sir,” the assistant replied and turned to the bench.
“Dybala, start warming up. No hurry,” he called out to Dybala who nodded and got off the bench.
On the field, Courtois sent the ball into the center of the field with a powerful goalkick and an aerial battle for possession ensued between the two teams once again.
#70th minute…
{Uventus in possession, moving the ball around swiftly, are they looking for a way in?}
{Yes, they are} the commentator said as the ball was passed to Jason on the right flank.
Jason had tried to make corrections to his gameplay after Ronaldo had given him ideas, so he had been watching his teammates before the ball came his way.
He hadn’t been able to put much together, but he had noticed Ronaldo holding off Sergio Ramos, holding open a space to run forward.
Considering Sergio Ramos’s physicality and mentality, there was no way, Ronaldo would be able to hold him off for too long, which meant the ball had to reach Ronaldo fast, however, Nacho was blocking the passing lane into the penalty box and Marcelo was standing in Jason’s way.
‘Here goes nothing,’ Jason mumbled internally as he received the ball calmly, stopping it before moving towards Marcelo.
As he inched closer to Marcelo, he made a feint to the left as if he wanted to break through on the outside, but suddenly changed direction as if he was cutting in.
Nacho maintained his distance, thinking Jason was cutting in to take a shot, but Jason instead chipped the ball into the penalty box, sending the ball over the defense line.
Ronaldo instantly took off into the penalty box, shrugging off Ramos and running forward, but Ramos instantly chased after him, trying to push Ronaldo away from the intended path of the ball. fгeewebnovёl.com
With the two players slamming into each other, neither of them could get into a good position, but in the end, Ramos’ physicality won out and he managed to reach the ball first.
Hearing approaching footsteps behind him and catching a glimpse of a pink shirt, he thought Nacho had tracked back as well and jumped at the ball to head it at Nacho, seeing no point in clearing the ball at a time like this.
However, due to being slightly off the ball’s intended path, he couldn’t put much power on the header and that turned out to be Madrid’s undoing.
Kulusevski had been near the penalty box when Jason sent the ball flying in and he had ran towards the penalty box, intending to be there if the ball spilled his way.
Staying just behind Nacho until the ball actually came his way, he burst forward and caught the ball with his leg, controlling it and then hitting it past Courtois.
{Kulusevski is there and he hits it! GOAL!!!} the commentator screamed excitedly as the ball slammed into the back of the net, but Kulusevski was already running towards the sidelines, jumping and pumping his fists as he ran, ending his celebration with a knee slide, his arms stretched wide as if to hug the world.
{You’re told many times in training to anticipate a parry or a spillage whenever the ball goes into the box and you can see that this man listened to his teachers}
{Like a shadow, he bided his time and when the ball luckily came his way, he did not hesitate to take the chance. That goal was by no means a fluke, it’s what he was there for!} The co-commentator took over the commentary with expert analysis as he watched the replay of the goal on the monitor while the Uventus players celebrated their goal.
After a few more seconds of celebrating their goal, the Uventus players began to return to their half of the field.
{After so much attacking display from both sides, it is Uventus who manage to score first, turning their away-goal advantage into a lead}
{Dire times for Madrid. They need two goals now if they’re going to earn the ticket to the finals. Can they turn this around}
The Madrid players did not need reminding that the door to the Champions League final was closing and it was closing fast.
20 minutes… that was all they had if they wanted to make a comeback and that was not a lot of time… but whether it was a lot of time or not wasn’t the question.
The real question was whether it was enough time and were able to achieve a comeback within that time?
#74th minute…
After Uventus’s goal, Chiesa was finally taken off the Uventus team and Dybala took to the field. With Dybala who was now playing on the right wing, Jason moved over to the left wing and the game continued in earnest.
The Madrid team had turned up the heat even more and were now playing with more ferociousness as they looked for a way back, however, because of this, another problem opened up.
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