Rooney was angry, and he punched the referee, but was hugged tightly by Berbatov who rushed over. At this time, Rooney looked like an enraged bull, with veins bulging out and the blood vessels in his neck almost exploding.
"Let me go! Damn it! Why did you call it off?! That was a valid goal! A valid goal!"
The roar of Rooney resounded through the night sky of Wembley. The referee stood in front of him and held up the yellow card expressionlessly.
The yellow card looked dazzling under the light.
Berbatov hugged Rooney's waist from behind and pressed his face against Rooney's back. "Wayne, Wayne! Calm down! You have received a yellow card. If you continue to make trouble, you will be red!"
Rooney was breathing heavily, his chest was rising and falling violently, and his teeth were clenching.
Zhang Kuang also ran over. "Do you referee team really have no shame? Are you blind? This is a collision with the goalkeeper. Do you understand the rules of collision with the goalkeeper?"
Referee: "I'm warning you, if you interfere with my penalty again, I have the right to give you a red card and send you off."
Just when Zhang Kuang was about to curse, his mouth was covered, and Vidić ran over and hugged Zhang Kuang.
Vidić: "Sir, the whole world is watching. Would you rather end your career than do this?"
Referee: "I only enforce the law impartially, what? Can't your Manchester United's foul be punished? What's the matter, you want to dominate?"
Vidić: "Fake, why do you still want to slander us? You..."
"Ah!"
And just when the referee was recording the penalty information of Rooney and Vidić, a scream suddenly came from the backcourt.
The referee looked back and saw Mascherano lying on the ground, covering his face with his hands, rolling back and forth on the ground, like a fish thrown ashore.
Carrick stood next to him, looking confused.
The referee asked about the situation. The Barcelona players excitedly accused Carrick of hitting someone and knocked Mascherano to the ground. When Carrick was about to retort, the referee took out a red card from his trouser pocket without hesitation.
The red card looked like a flag in the night wind, bright and dazzling.
Carrick was stunned.
"I... I just wanted to touch him lightly, but before I even touched him, he fell down. Is this a red card? Fakeyu, is this how you punished him? Your profession..."
"Please go out, go out. If you don't go out, I will apply to UEFA to increase your penalty." The referee shouted arrogantly to the outside.
At this time, Ferguson on the sidelines shouted loudly to the players to come back and to strike, which made the UEFA officials very anxious.
If UEFA Champions League strikes out in the final, the first one to bear the brunt will be the gambling company, with a direct loss of over 2 billion euros, followed by UEFA. The direct losses of UEFA include about 300 million euros in global broadcast rights, 200 million euros in advertising sponsorships, more than 50 million euros in tickets and peripherals, and more than 550 million euros in direct losses due to the strike, not to mention the subsequent impact.
Therefore, Manchester United cannot be allowed to strike, so UEFA officials are working hard to dissuade Ferguson, and are calling Manchester United's boss and CEO to put pressure, threaten, and give benefits...
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On the big screen, the replay was played.
Carrick did push Mascherano, but the force was not strong, at most it was a push away.
But the moment Mascherano fell to the ground, he covered his face with his hands in an exaggerated and comically exaggerated manner, and then rolled on the ground three times.
Martin·Tyler was silent for two seconds in the commentary box, and then only said one meaningful sentence, "Carrick specializes in guarding Xavi. When he was sent off, Xavi was released."
This sentence is like a knife, piercing the hearts of all those who understand football.
Neville answered with sarcasm in his voice, "Oh, blow away Rooney's goal, and then free up Xavi, Barcelona's midfield, and the game will be better. I understand, I understand everything."
He Wei was silent for a long time in the commentary room of CCTV-5, and finally said, "Dear audience friends, we saw a... very difficult to understand consecutive penalties.
First, Rooney's goal was ruled invalid. The referee ruled that Rooney had collided with the goalkeeper. This penalty itself was quite controversial. If this was considered a collision with the goalkeeper, then offensive players would not be able to touch the goalkeeper in the future.
Then Manchester United's Carrick caused Barcelona's player to fall to the ground due to an ordinary push. The referee directly sent him off with a red card. Does this constitute a red card? Before that, how can we explain that Piqué's shoe-stud tackle only got a yellow card?
Therefore, the referee's penalty is extremely controversial. Now Manchester United seems to have requested a strike, and relevant parties are coordinating. A good game should not be ruined by factors other than competition."
Xu Yang: "This... this penalty scale... I really don't know how to describe it. We often criticize the fairness of Asia countries, but it seems that there are the same problems in Europe and the United States. This is still the UEFA Champions League finals!"
The Internet has exploded into a pot of porridge.
Weibo, Twitter, Facebook, all social platforms are like a bomb has been dropped.
"Black whistle! Black whistle! Black whistle!"
"Barcelona can't beat the game and it depends on the referee, right? Two goals were disallowed and one midfielder was sent off. Is this a final or a show?"
"Barcelona's player acting skills can be compared to Oscars. Mascherano's three laps are more standard than ballet."
"La Masia Film and Television Academy, well-deserved!"
"Manchester United is afraid of losing. How can we beat Barcelona with one less person? Zhang Kuang can't carry eleven people by himself."
"If Barcelona wins this game, the championship will be marked with an asterisk, which will never be washed away."
"Calm down and misjudgment are part of football."
"Misjudged your mother! This is blatant manipulation of the game!"
"..."
On the sidelines, Ferguson's face had turned the color of pig liver, and he was still very angry.
He rushed towards the referee and almost poked the opponent in the face with his finger.
"You are murdering the game! Murdering football! I have been coaching for thirty-five years and I have never seen such dirty law enforcement!"
The referee took two steps back and raised his hands in a gesture of comfort, "Sir Alex, please calm down, we will record your opinions."
UEFA officials are discouraging Ferguson.
"Calm down?" Ferguson roared, "Our man was sent off with an unwarranted red card, and our two goals were disallowed. You tell me to calm down?"
He turned around and walked to the bench, grabbing his coat.
"Strike, must strike!"
UEFA Official: "Sir Alex, have you considered what will happen to Manchester United if we strike? Will English Football Association agree? Will the Queen agree?"
"I don't care! The worst I can do is retire, whoever wants to do whatever they want with me in the future," Ferguson shook off his hand, "I would rather not win this championship than let the whole world see what these people are!"
UEFA officials turned pale at this. They did not expect Ferguson to react so decisively and had to suppress him, so they stopped Manchester United's players from leaving the field while making phone calls...
The scene fell into chaos.
More than 80,000 fans in the Wembley stands could no longer hear what was going on, but seeing Ferguson's furious look, the Manchester United fan area began to roar in unison:
"FUCKUEFA! FUCKUEFA! FUCKUEFA!"
The Barcelona fan area was surprisingly quiet. Some people lowered their heads in embarrassment, and some pretended not to see the replay on the big screen. Only a few extreme fans were waving flags and shouting 'Barcelona! Barcelona!'
After about 10 minutes of negotiation and noise, even Glazer and David·Gill negotiated on the spot. In the end, UEFA seemed to have reached an agreement with Glazer In the end, Glazer reached an agreement with David and UEFA officials. In the end, Ferguson passively accepted it. He appeared on the sidelines of the court angrily, and his face was ashen.
He summoned Rooney and Park Ji-sung, and then explained something to the side.
Immediately afterwards, the broadcast camera discovered that the head referee and assistant referee had all been replaced, and at the same time, a substitution sign was raised on the sidelines.
Rooney was replaced and Park Ji-sung came on as a substitute.
In other words, the referee changed, but the penalty was maintained. Manchester United played one less player. Ferguson replaced Rooney, who was carrying a yellow card, and replaced him with Park Ji-sung, a midfielder. He still maintained the number of people in the midfield.
Rooney didn't high-five anyone when he walked out of the venue.
He walked straight to the bench, and then punched the plastic awning of the bench. With a "click" sound, the awning cracked a big hole.
He gritted his teeth and his eyes were red.
In the stands, Rooney's wife Coleen covered her mouth.
He Wei said solemnly in the commentary box, "The game will continue. The referee team has all been replaced. Manchester United made adjustments. Rooney was replaced and Park Ji-sung came on.
This is a very cruel decision, but Rooney carries a yellow card, Manchester United now has one less player to play, and Ferguson has to do this.
Rooney had two goals disallowed in this game, and now he has been substituted. We can completely understand his mood. This will be a UEFA Champions League final that will be remembered for decades, just like the UEFA Champions League final that Liverpool reversed in the 2006-07 season will be remembered forever."
Martin·Tyler said, "The game started again. Manchester United endured the humiliation and beat one less player. After Park Ji-sung came on the field, he took over Carrick's position and stared at Xavi.
But the problem is, no matter how good the physical fitness of South Korea is, it is impossible for one person to do the work of two people. Barcelona now has one more person to fight, which is almost a decisive advantage for them."
Neville: "I just hope Zhang Kuang can do what he has been doing for the past season: create miracles. This game is not just about football anymore, it is a war between justice and ugliness."
Martin: "Perhaps it is like this for Manchester United fans, neutral fans and the fairness of football, but for Barcelona it may be another way..."
The game starts again.
Barcelona was like a shark that smelled blood, and quickly took full initiative.
With one more player, their ball possession rate soared to nearly 80%. The ball bounced back and forth in Manchester United's half. Xavi, Iniesta, and Busquets stretched Manchester United's defense to pieces like a cobweb.
Park Ji-sung ran after Xavi like a mad dog for ten full minutes. He did not dare to let Xavi kick the ball forward. If something went wrong, he would use corresponding means to intercept the ball.
Although it seems that Manchester United is just missing one frontcourt player?
Wrong, it is not just as simple as losing one frontcourt player, but it also triggers the beginning of a crack in the midfield, because before Rooney had to involve a defensive player, but now no one is involved, so the defensive player can join the midfield battle.
This makes the pressure faced by Park Ji-sung double that of the previous Carrick. It is already difficult to defend one Xavi alone. Now we have to add another Alves. Can Park Ji-sung defend two by himself?
Even if he has the title of Iron Lung, it is still difficult. These are not two insignificant players, they are the top midfielders and full-backs in the world.
In order to reduce the pressure on Park Ji-sung, Ferdinand and Vidić came over to help defend, but this gave Barcelona a gap!
Fifty-four minutes.
Iniesta took the ball on the left side of the top of the penalty area. Park Ji-sung had been taken to the right by Xavi, and there was a short space in the middle of the midfield.
Iniesta passed the ball across the middle to Puyol, who was filling in in the middle. Barcelona formed a four-midfield pattern for a while. Puyol kicked the ball through and Messi received the ball at the top of the penalty area.
Before Ferdinand had time to save, Messi had already completed the adjustment. He pulled with his left foot and pushed with his right foot, and the ball flew against the turf towards the lower left corner of the goal.
Messi's pace is quite stealthy and fast. It must be said that his talent is really strong. Once he has the support of his teammates, he can perform at a phenomenal level.
Van der Sar fell to the ground fast enough, but Messi's shot was too tricky. The ball rubbed the inside of the goal post and went into the net.
The ball went in!
2:2.
Barcelona equalized the score.
Messi ran towards the corner flag area with open arms, and Barcelona's bench rushed out to cheer.
Guardiola punched hard, then put his hands together and thanked God in the sky.
Martin: "GOAL! The ball was scored. Messi activated his goal-scoring skills. Manchester United really had no choice about this ball. The midfield formed a 4-on-3 situation, so he couldn't guard it at all."
Neville: "Yes, even if Berbatov returns to the midfield to defend, it will be useless, because Berbatov's retreat is actually equivalent to bringing in a Barcelona defender into the midfield."
Martin: "This is the crux of having one less player. The numerical advantage can sometimes allow a weak team to defeat a strong team."
The boos in the stands almost drowned out the cheers.
Manchester United The roar from the fans area pierced the night sky, "Black whistle! Black whistle! Black whistle!"
Zhang Kuang stood there with his hands on his hips, watching the Barcelona players huddle together in celebration.
He wasn't angry or frustrated, he just looked at it expressionlessly.
Then he turned around and clapped his hands towards Van der Sar.
"It's okay, there's still time! And me!"
Van der Sar nodded, took the ball out of the goal and kicked it back into the center circle.
The other teammates also gave each other high fives and encouraged each other. At this time, their fighting spirit began to rise.
The game continues.
Barcelona is getting tighter and tighter like a python.
Their passing and control level is really very high. Manchester United's players can't catch up at all, let alone stop them. The only thing Manchester United's players can do is not to give them a good passing route. Controlling the route is equivalent to controlling the danger.
In the 60th minute, Xavi sent out a scalpel-like straight plug, and Messi inserted it at high speed to form a single knife.
He faced Van der Sar and shot into the far corner with his left foot!
The ball missed the far post and everyone gasped.
Van der Sar got up from the ground and yelled at Ferdinand in front of him, "Rio! Stay close! Don't give him space!"
Ferdinand gasped and nodded.
Sixty-nine minutes.
Barcelona once again controlled the ball and advanced, Busquets distributed the ball in the middle to the Villa who inserted on the left.
Villa took the ball and cut inside, shook Fabio away, and made a curved ball at the top of the penalty area.
The ball drew a wonderful rainbow, passed over Ferdinand's head, and fell towards the upper right corner of the goal.
Van der Sar flew to save and touched the ball with his fingertips, but the force was too great and the ball still fell into the net.
2:3!
Barcelona overtaken it.
Villa ran frantically towards the corner flag area, slid to his knees, and pointed his hands in the sky.
Barcelona's bench erupted, and everyone rushed out and hugged each other.
Guardiola breathed a sigh of relief, then looked back at the bench, signaling Keita to get ready to warm up.
But in the stands, the boos became louder and louder.
Almost all Manchester United fans stood up, waved their scarves, and shouted, "Manchester United! Manchester United! Manchester United!"
Barcelona's comeback has disillusioned many people who were willing to take chances. Barcelona, such a strong team, is still 11 against 10. How can Manchester United be able to withstand it?
Martin: "Manchester United can't stand it anymore. The pressure of 10 against 11 is really great. At this time, a Hero needs to stand up. I wonder who Hero of Manchester United will be?"
Neville: "If Manchester United has Hero, it will definitely be Zhang Kuang. I hope Zhang Kuang can bring Manchester United back and at least equalize. If there is an equalizer, there is still hope."
Ferguson stood on the sidelines with his hands in his pockets and his expression as gloomy as water.
He didn't make a substitution, he just shouted to Zhang Kuang on the court.
"Zhang! What are you doing?! Don't retreat, press forward!"
Zhang Kuang looked back at him and nodded.
Seventy-five minutes.
Scholes put a shovel in front of Manchester United's penalty area and intercepted the ball cleanly from the feet of Iniesta.
The thirty-six-year-old veteran fell to the ground, and when he lost his balance, he used his toes to push the ball forward!
Zhang Kuang started.
Abidal rushed forward to intercept. Zhang Kuang dropped his shoulders and moved the ball to the right with his left foot. The whole figure passed by Abidal like a red lightning.
Abidal reached out and grabbed a handful, only to catch a ball of air.
Mascherano rushed over from the side. Zhang Kuang did not slow down. He dunked his right foot and the ball passed under Mascherano's crotch. He himself passed by Mascherano's side and the ball passed!
The whole audience burst into deafening cheers.
He Wei: "Very good, Scholes broke the ball to Zhang Kuang. Zhang Kuang was holding the ball and pushing forward at high speed. He passed Abidal and penetrated Mascherano. Quick, only Puyol and goalkeeper Valdés were left in front of him..."
Zhang Kuang rushed towards Puyol with the ball. Captain Barcelona lowered his center of gravity, opened his arms, and stepped back step by step, staring at Zhang Kuang's ankle.
Zhang Kuang didn't make any extra moves. He just pretended to spike the ball with his left foot, but the outer instep of his right foot gently moved at the moment Puyol's center of gravity shifted...
The ball rolled from behind Puyol to the other side of the penalty area.
Berbatov rushed over!
Everyone's breathing has almost stopped. How should Berbatov deal with it?