Dear Gua
Chapter 468 Advancing to the Top Eight (Daily Transition)
"Different, Buffon faces fewer challenges at Chelsea."
"Often, the midfield resolves potential crises."
The match restarts at the center circle.
Cavani passes the ball back to Verratti from the kickoff.
Chelsea's attacking players quickly begin pressing.
The ball is passed back rapidly across the green field.
Thiago Silva observes his teammates' runs and launches a long pass.
"The intention is clear."
"The objective is simple: find Di Maria on the right."
"Wow!"
"The Argentine is like an eel."
Chelsea's right half, forty-meter zone.
Di Maria dribbles past Fabregas with ease.
Then he bursts forward with the ball.
He may not be at his peak, and his stats may not be outstanding, but he provides the team with a second reliable attacking point.
Although his dribbling success rate in European competition is very low.
Kante quickly reinforces the defense, working with Rudiger to pressure the Argentine to the outside, launching an all-out attack.
The two little black eggs, climbing to their peak, won't make the same mistake as in the first leg.
*Pa*.
Di Maria sits down on the grass.
The ball rolls out of bounds.
"Judging by the direction the linesman is pointing... it's Paris Saint-Germain's ball."
"Di Maria doesn't need to be discouraged. The Champions League knockout stage is a hurdle. Even superstars who shine in the league and national team may not shine on this stage."
"For example, Hazard, a strong contender for the world's third-best player, has only scored two goals and provided zero assists in the Champions League knockout stage over the years!"
"Morata is the opposite, a big-game player, stronger against stronger opponents. In the 14-15 season, no matter what giant you were, he could score in the Champions League knockout stage!"
"Alves wants to take a quick throw-in, but Rudiger is blocking him."
Alves's desire to win is strong. His first instinct is to pick up the ball and throw it quickly, rather than help up his teammate.
Unfortunately, he is blocked by the German black egg.
The opponent is also speaking strange languages non-stop.
The referee jogs over and physically separates the two.
The Samba full-back throws the ball in.
Motta receives the ball and plays a long cross to Kurzawa, who is running up on the left half.
At this moment.
Paris Saint-Germain's midfielders and forwards are trying to flatten Chelsea's defensive formation.
Can they flatten it?
They can't.
Kurzawa dribbles stubbornly on the wing, pushing into the thirty-meter zone, then looks up and seems to see a blue forest.
He can't find any passing space forward at all.
It's like facing Atletico Madrid and Juventus "with their full squad"!
It's a bit despairing!
"As long as David Luiz doesn't do anything stupid, Chelsea are unlikely to concede a goal in positional play!"
"Buffon is directing the formation."
"Kurzawa wants to find Mbappe, a mismatch attack... the ball is lost."
Time passes second by second.
The referee blows the whistle for the end of the first half.
Chelsea fans cheer.
Tuchel and the coaching staff engage in a heated discussion.
Paris Saint-Germain fans are increasingly desperate: trailing by four goals on aggregate, the opponent's defensive hardness at home is comparable to Atletico Madrid and Juventus, and their counter-attacking efficiency is even better. How can they win?
Emery frowns.
Four hundred million, and they can't break down Chelsea's goal.
66th minute of the match.
A sudden change occurs.
Mbappe explodes with terrifying speed on the right, outstripping Azpilicueta!
He charges into the penalty area unstoppably.
Then he falls to the ground.
Stamford Bridge erupts in a chorus of gasps.
"Penalty!"
"Red card!"
"The referee shows David Luiz a red card!"
"Looking at the slow motion, the decision is undisputed."
"The Brazilian center-back has given his old club a great gift."
David Luiz doesn't argue and silently leaves the field.
His weaknesses are obvious, but most of the time they are covered up by Kante and Buffon.
Just now, he encountered a little black egg who had descended to earth as a god; there was really nothing he could do.
Livestream.
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[PSG is going to turn the tables! Eleven against ten!]
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[The Ruby Warrior Card is useless now.]
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[Since 2014, apart from the German and Dutch second divisions, in every match I've watched where there's a red card midway, there are basically no more goals.]
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[Don't talk nonsense, there's no way they won't score this penalty.]
Mbappe gets up and tosses the ball to the twelve-yard spot, pointing at his teammate.
He doesn't plan to take it himself.
The first person to pick up the ball is Alves.
He shoves Cavani aside with his shoulder and shoves the ball into Neymar's arms.
Before Neymar can hold the ball steady, Cavani snatches it away.
"The Frenchman creates a penalty, and the Brazilians and Uruguayans fight over it."
"Another familiar scene."
"This season, Paris Saint-Germain's attackers have argued over penalty rights for the third time!"
"The scene is met with boos."
On the sidelines.
Emery sees a glimmer of hope for a comeback.
As for who should take the penalty?
He has already solved this problem: the most bizarre plan in football history... take them in turns.
In an interview with the media, the Paris coach even said a joke that exploded across Europe: "We will try to create more penalties, so that Neymar and Cavani can both get more opportunities to take them."
As for whose turn it is now?
He really can't remember.
On the other side.
Tuchel sits on the bench, his arms crossed, shaking his head: "The Paris coach has too many problems to solve, and these problems are often unrelated to tactics."
Dino is full of confidence: "Buffon has done his homework well. He memorized the penalty habits of the Paris team before the match."
On the green field, Buffon looks relaxed, signaling to his teammates that there is no need to worry.
He doesn't make any exaggerated or strange movements.
Many people say he's bad at saving penalties.
In fact, in his long career, his penalty save rate is as high as 31.89%.
"Cavani finally gets the right to take the penalty."
"In the first two penalty disputes, Neymar created the opportunities himself, but the Uruguayan striker missed."
"This time, Mbappe created the penalty, so Cavani is even more eager to grab it."
"Deep breath."
"Run-up."
"Shot!!!"
"Oh no, the ball flies into the stands!"
"What a wasted opportunity to equalize the score!"
Accompanied by cheers and boos.
Cavani falls to his knees, angrily pounding the turf.
Neymar rubs his forehead, without uttering a single complaint.
Paris Saint-Germain fans are furiously denouncing Cavani: three times he's fought for a penalty, three times he's missed!
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[It's over.]
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[Paris is finished.]
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[Cavani doesn't mean any harm, his penalty success rate is very high, he wants to contribute to the team, not for personal stats.]
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[Who exactly is the first-choice penalty taker?]
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[Neymar, the super core bought for 220 million, doesn't even have the right to take penalties. When he was at Barcelona, Messi even let him take penalties.]
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[I think this is the club's problem.]
The match continues.
Chelsea's stamina distribution is very reasonable. In the final stages, they unleash waves of highly impactful counter-attacks, making Paris Saint-Germain miserable.
The audience can't even tell who has been sent off.
The Ruby Warrior Card is once again validated in the Champions League.
82nd minute.
Paris Saint-Germain, pressing forward in large numbers, lose possession again.
Kante, transformed into a center-back, passes the ball to Fabregas.
The latter launches a precise, guided missile from the thirty-meter zone in his own half.
Morata and Li Kang both rush past the center circle, sprinting in the empty Paris half.
A legendary connection.
Li Kang's pass bypasses the alert Areola.
"He didn't go for it himself."
"Too selfless."
Morata, ten yards from the goal, scores with a simple push into the empty net.
Finally.
The referee blows the whistle for the end of the match.
Chelsea 2:0 Paris Saint-Germain.
Advancing to the Champions League quarter-finals.
Not fully recovered, my mind is not clear, and I feel unwell. I will try to resume updates tomorrow.
(End of chapter)