I AM the Football Star

Chapter 686 176: Champions League Semifinalists, Sanremo Music Festival (Part 4)

But now, what is the opponent's state of mind?

Unexpectedly, that former Arsenal captain is going to be sold off by Barça at the end of this season.

Another top potential star falls in Barcelona.

This isn't just one person's problem; it's a series of problems.

But the result is often borne by individuals.

"You're too slow!" Morici dribbled the ball, then smoothly passed it to a teammate, and said to Vent, who was pressing him.

He was merely stating a fact, without a particularly exaggerated tone.

But this sentence hurt Vent.

"Young man, mind your tongue!" Vent glared at Morici.

"I mean no offense, I'm just curious about your Barcelona career. I hope to talk to you when available to help me avoid some wrong choices." Morici recalled what Lu Yang told him a few days ago.

It wasn't that he didn't trust Brother Lu, but... he was a bit unwilling to give up and wanted to hear other people's experiences.

Just like knowing you can only afford a 100k car, yet still watching reviews of BMW 3 Series every day.

He still wanted to struggle a bit more.

However... this sentence of Morici was no different from sprinkling salt on Vent's wound.

Barcelona career?

Are you asking about the comfort of the Camp Nou substitute bench compared to other teams' benches?

Idiot!

"You're too arrogant! Someday you'll age like me!" Vent was so angry he could puke blood.

He knew that this young man had received an offer from Barça during the winter transfer window.

Just like Vent back in the day.

Vent seemed to see a low-budget version of himself.

Because back then, the offer Barça gave him was ten million!

And that was five, six, seven years ago!

"That's why I hope to consult you, I don't want to be the next you." Morici said truthfully.

Sincerity is an attitude.

But sincerity can be really hurtful sometimes.

Bam!

Vent furiously knocked Morici over.

And Lu Yang, who overheard their entire conversation, silently helped Morici up and pulled him away.

Brother, stop talking, if this conversation gets out, everyone will want to hit you!

The main referee gave Vent a yellow card.

An Ajax player rushed over to accuse Morici, saying your plot has succeeded.

But Morici swore, at this stage, he was truly curious about everything Barça.

He truly didn't mean to provoke Vent.

In fact, Morici was already quite restrained.

When someone is crazy about or interested in something for a period, it's like being addicted.

This feeling, regardless of gender, must be familiar to everyone.

During halftime, Sotu did not change tactics, as they were in the lead.

He just specifically instructed Morici not to provoke the opponent's players further with trash talk.

Facing this Ajax, whose core weaknesses were exposed, San Remo doesn't need to win so hard, doesn't need to use such unsavory means.

Try it next time when you have the chance to play a strong Premier League team.

Heard that over there, midfield brawls are quite intense, throat-locking and leg-breaking are the norm.

At the start of the second half, San Remo launched a wave of frontal pressing.

Lu Yang, Sogel, Bai Zhami, and Morici pressed together.

Lu Yang chased from the left all the way to the center.

Ajax couldn't play out from the back, having to pass back to the goalkeeper.

The goalkeeper wanted to play tricky.

Those who watch football a lot know, many goalkeepers don't handle balls promptly, preferring to "let the ball fly" for a while.

Only when the opposing striker rushes up, do they pick it up, or pass it out.

The goal is to lure the opposing striker up.

On the one hand, it's to waste the opponent's energy; wasting even a little might pay off critically.

On the other hand, it's to pull the opponent's striker over, essentially reducing a player in the middle and back, increasing numbers advantage, and enhancing the stability of play from the back.

So this goalkeeper, capable of a long ball, dribbled a few steps forward with the ball.

But he didn't expect Sogel to have no intention of being polite at all.

Sogel charged at the goalkeeper without a hint of slowing down.

Bam!

Ajax's goalkeeper panicked and booted the ball away.

But by then, Sogel was already very close to him.

After a dull thud.

Sogel clutched his stomach and fell.

But at the same time, the ball hit Sogel and bounced aside.

In the middle of the penalty area, closer than the penalty mark, the ball bounces ever so cutely.

Bam!

Lu Yang, who had been pressing from the left, charged into the penalty area.

The ball conveniently landed in front of him.

What is this?

This is the reward for hard work!

Facing an empty goal, Lu Yang raised his foot and shot!

All in one go!

One to zero!

San Remo takes the lead away.

Ajax trails two to zero over two legs.

And since they failed to score away, to advance to the Europa League semi-finals, they need to score three goals!

"GOAL!"

After scoring, Lu Yang turned to look at Sogel.

Although Sogel got a kick in the stomach, it wasn't critical and he completed the assist.

He immediately endured the pain and got up to celebrate the goal with Lu Yang.

This is the legendary "pain mixed with joy"!