Chapter 133 Maguire's Analysis

Maguire pulled out his notebook, looking serious.

"Consider the past records of the two teams over the last three seasons."

"From September 14, 2014, to now, Real Madrid and Atletico Madrid have played each other ten times, with Real Madrid only winning two games, one of which was the Champions League final."

"So, how many times did Atletico Madrid win?"

"Five times."

Welbeck looked astonished. Who usually cares about this kind of data? "Then how come Atletico Madrid can't shake Real Madrid and Barcelona's dominance in La Liga?"

Maguire shook his head:

"Let's not talk about anything before the 21st century."

"Starting five years ago, Atletico Madrid began to shake the dominance of Real Madrid and Barcelona."

"Copa del Rey champion, La Liga champion, European Super Cup champion... They reached the Champions League final twice in three years."

"But I still think Real Madrid can reverse the situation and advance tonight!"

"Atletico Madrid's defense is plagued with injuries, especially on the right side! Juanfran can't play, and the young player Lucas Hernandez is starting in his place. That guy is not suitable for the right side at all, but Simeone has no one else to use."

"Real Madrid can blow up Atletico Madrid's right side!"

"Real Madrid will advance to the final."

Welbeck gestured: "Atletico Madrid's right side is Real Madrid's left side."

Bernabeu Stadium.

The Madrid derby was filled with fighting spirit.

Zidane looked relaxed.

Simeone frowned.

The soccer ball passed quickly between the white jerseys.

The Galácticos launched a series of attacks targeting the flanks of the Colchoneros.

Atletico Madrid's youth player, Lucas, was under a lot of pressure.

He was in his formative years.

Which defender's Champions League debut is against attackers of the caliber of Cristiano Ronaldo and Marcelo?

And it was at right back, a position he wasn't even good at.

Guardiola said I'm a golden left-footed genius defender... Why did Simeone put me in this position!

Although he likes to beat his girlfriend, Lucas gradually entered the game.

He had to seize the opportunity.

Like Li, turn the tide.

Finally, the game ended.

Real Madrid 3:0 Atletico Madrid.

Isco missed many chances.

Cristiano Ronaldo descended like a god, with excellent positioning, scoring a hat-trick to help the team complete the comeback and advance to the Champions League final.

On the Atletico Madrid side: the poor young Lucas in his formative years was blown past by Marcelo and then outplayed by Asensio, who came on as a substitute... When trying to cover the center, he was faked to the ground by Benzema, and repeatedly overlapped positions with Savic and Godin.

Simeone stood with his hands in his pockets, expressionless.

Zidane didn't celebrate excitedly, just raised his fist simply.

Although the Real Madrid coach has been criticized as "mystical," "a title for any dog," "too slow to adjust on the spot," and "lucky," he is actually very good at seizing the opponent's weak points in tough matches and then hitting them hard.

His only headache was Isco.

Why was it so easy for him to do when he was young, but this kid can't do it?

"The result of the 2016/17 Champions League final is officially out."

"Real Madrid versus Arsenal."

"The Galácticos versus the Gunners."

"The two teams will arrive at the Millennium Stadium in a month. No matter which side wins, it will have great significance."

The front pages of major sports media and websites were replaced with pictures of Real Madrid and Arsenal.

Fans spread the word.

Everyone was looking forward to this clash at the top of the Champions League.

A two hundred million man versus a star-studded Galácticos.

North London.

Welbeck gave Maguire a thumbs up.

"Your predictions were so accurate."

"Can you defend against Isco, Benzema, and Bale?"

Maguire was full of confidence: "With Li here, I can definitely defend against the first two. Don't worry, Simeone has already given us some hints on a tactical level in the two semi-final matches!"

Everyone laughed.

There was still more than a month before the Champions League final.

The most important thing right now was to win the Premier League title and the FA Cup title.

Li Kang put away the red lines in his God's perspective.

Simeone's tactical deployment had a clear plan.

As for Zidane's tactics?

It was close to what fans say: playing blindly, winning with mysticism.

Only a few tactical adjustments at key moments could reveal some clues.

Zidane was still skilled.

The days passed.

His teammates' injuries gradually recovered.

The various boosts from the "Turning the Tide" module gradually disappeared.

The comprehensive bonus from the "Eternal Heart" module also dimmed.

Li Kang's life was peaceful and monotonous. Apart from the coaching team closely monitoring his body's various indicators, almost nothing else distracted him. He focused on preparing for the games and exams.

The little assistant postponed most of the advertisement shoots: He hadn't expected Arsenal to reach the Champions League final. It wasn't a lack of confidence, but he had overlooked it in terms of scheduling.

"Li, you know what? Tottenham's Alli! He got drunk and posted a nude photo of himself on social media!"

"And Balotelli, he was live-streaming while hugging a big-breasted cow."

"Ghanaian striker Anas mentioned his wife when giving a speech after the game, but he accidentally said his mistress's name."

"Mertesacker and Cech are retiring after this season, one will stay at Arsenal to work in administration, and the other will switch to playing ice hockey."

"Arsenal has given you a salary contract for next season in advance. They want to give you a raise, as well as more generous tiered bonuses."

The little assistant chattered on, stopping to sip mineral water when he was thirsty.

He enjoyed his current work.

Li and Worrell were both easy to get along with.

The Premier League matchday arrived.

Round 32.

Arsenal hosts Liverpool.

Klopp brought his youth storm to the Emirates Stadium.

'If you're suffering, think of the Liverpool * Army.'

This youth storm still hasn't solved the problems in the defense, and the Premier League coaching teams quickly found their weaknesses.

After the answer was revealed.

Wolves.

Southampton.

Swansea.

Crystal Palace.

Hull City.

A group of mid-to-lower-tier teams have thoroughly ravaged Klopp's team.

Anfield was breached repeatedly.

Liverpool's coaching team was overwhelmed.

The problem with the defense could no longer be solved at the tactical level.

They had to buy players!

Klopp was also troubled: Coutinho was flirting with Barcelona, ​​吵着闹着 (chao zhe nao zhe - insisting on) breaking up, and Barcelona's offer was 130 million! The question was, how should he spend so much money?

Li Kang stood in the stands, rarely able to enjoy the spectator's perspective. Welbeck and Maguire next to him were cheering wildly.

The Arsenal coaching team was very confident in winning this game.

But they didn't want the two hundred million man to be consumed by the opponent's mad pressure.

The outcome aside.

Playing against a team like Liverpool, it was easy to get beaten up.

The game was particularly intense.

The two sides exchanged blows.

Sanchez kicked a penalty wide.

Coutinho's long shot broke the deadlock.

Morata ambushed Karius and successfully pushed the ball into the empty net, tying the score.

Firmino's bicycle kick helped Liverpool take the lead again!

Giroud's scorpion kick

The intense battle of 'whoever defends is a grandson' made fans on both sides cheer!

In the end.

Arsenal 4:3 Liverpool.

Morata, Sanchez, and Giroud scored successively, successfully defending their home ground!

Arsenal was only one game away from winning the Premier League title!

I came back too late and fell asleep after drinking. Good night everyone, rest early.

(End of this chapter)