Super Marshal

June 17, 2001.

Two hundred and fifty kilometers southeast of Madrid, at the Carlos Bimondi Stadium in Albacete, the last round of La Liga matches is in full swing.

The home team, Albacete, was once a powerful team in La Liga in the early 1990s, but after being relegated in 1996, they never returned to La Liga. The second team has hired Julian Rubio, who has excellent coaching performance, and has increased investment for three consecutive seasons.

Not being able to return to La Liga this season, Albacete is also very disappointed, and the head coach Rubio also decided to leave get out of class early.

But even so, Rubio still put on a full lineup at the Carlos Bimondi Stadium, vowing to defend the dignity of himself and the team in the final round of the league.

May 41, defensive counterattack, this is Albacete's usual tactic when it encounters strong teams this season.

After winning the Copa del Rey, the visiting team Atlético de Madrid scored 5-0 in two consecutive games. The morale of the team is booming. In order to win the championship, the last round is bound to be won.

Gao Han did not become conservative at all because of the away game, and put on a strong attack tactic from the very beginning.

One side is for dignity, the other is for the championship. The two sides have been fighting inextricably from the very beginning.

It was not until the 22nd minute of the game that Atletico Madrid scored the first goal after receiving a through ball from Hugo Leal by Torres, breaking the deadlock for the Sheets.

In the second half, the two sides changed sides and fought again. Albacete did not dare to be careless, and Atletico Madrid still firmly controlled the situation on the field.

It was only in the 78th minute that Hugo Leal assisted Xavi Alonso with a long shot that once again penetrated Albacete's goal and rewritten the score to 2-0.

After that, both sides began to slow down the pace, and the game completely entered garbage time.

As soon as the 90 minutes were up, the referee Munoz blew the whistle for the end of the game.

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When the whistle sounded, the players on the court were all excited.

They rushed out of the court one by one, rushed to the sidelines, and surrounded the head coach Gao Han.

"Boss, what's the result of the Sevilla game?"

"Yes, what's the score?"

"Lost? Or won?"

"Is Tenerife up to par?"

"Boss, tell us quickly!"

Although Atletico Madrid won the ball, if they want to win the championship, they have to watch the game between Sevilla and Tenerife, so the players of Atletico Madrid are so concerned.

However, Gao Han shook his head, "It's not clear yet."

"Still not sure?"

"What do you mean, boss?"

"Yeah, what's going on?"

Gao Han raised his hand to signal them not to worry.

"It's still zero to zero, and there are still more than four minutes left."

Although the last round of the game is played at the same time, due to the difference in stoppage time, the end of the game will be slightly delayed.

But upon hearing the news, Atlético Madrid couldn't help but raise their voices again.

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When Atletico Madrid defeated Albacete, the focus of the battle at the City Stadium in Valencia also blew the whistle for the end of the game.

The scoreboard on the city stadium showed the final score of the game, three to two.

According to international practice, the home team is at the front and the visiting team is at the back.

This means that the home team Levante beat the visiting team Real Betis.

On the court, the Real Betis players wearing green jerseys were all slumped on the turf, some looked as if they had been exhausted, their eyes were empty and lifeless, and some were lying on the grass, crying bitterly .

They lost!

This defeat means that even if Tenerife lost in the game as far away as Seville, the Canary Islands team can still rely on the advantage of the two rounds to overtake Real Betis. Get third in the league.

After persisting for a year, after countless bloody and difficult battles, in the end, the result was...failure!

This makes Real Betis players unacceptable anyway!

What makes them feel even more unacceptable is that they ruined this hope with their own hands!

Luis del Sol, Real Betis' interim coach, stood alone and helpless on the sidelines, watching in disbelief what was happening inside the stadium, countless thoughts flashing through his mind.

If the opening tactics were not so aggressive, perhaps, Levante would not have relied on defense to counterattack in the first half, scoring three goals in a row, and it would not have come to the second half. After the crazy counterattack, his team still failed to reverse situation.

This is the devil's home court that has caused countless headaches for countless teams in the Second League. Why did I lose my mind before the game and want to attack them by force?

At this moment, the gray-haired former Spain international in his sixties had to lower his proud head, accepting helplessly that he could no longer keep up with the tragedy of the times.

In March, the former coach Fernando Vazquez was fired by the management after consecutive defeats to Atletico Madrid and Tenerife. Del Sol took over the team in chaos and launched the last gamble of his coaching career.

As a result, this time, he not only lost himself, but also lost the hard work of everyone in Real Betis for a season.

At this moment, he really wanted to go onto the court and comfort his players.

But, will they accept my kindness?

And the club officials sitting in the stands, what should they be thinking now?

complain? anger? prevarication?

Are you still thinking about whether you should sell the players in exchange for a reconstruction fund and make a comeback in the new season?

But, it should be nothing to me, right?

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Seville, Pizjuan Stadium.

Rafael Benitez felt that the tie on his chest was so tight that he couldn't breathe, so he had to untie it, but he still felt oppressed in his heart.

Eighty-seven minutes later, the score between the two sides was still zero to zero.

But I have just received the news that Real Betis rushed to catch up and chased two goals in a row. With the strength of Real Betis, it is not impossible to chase two more goals at the last moment.

Anything can happen in football.

Therefore, a zero-to-zero result does not guarantee that Tenerife will advance, so he has to think about it.

In the second half, he made substitutions and adjustments one after another, each time making targeted changes to the situation on the court, but Caparros of Sevilla was not a fuel-efficient lamp, so he adjusted quickly.

Just now, he replaced Mista and Simutenkov in one breath, just to further strengthen the team's offense.

Now let's see if these two substitutions can work.

"God bless!" Benitez prayed.

At this moment, there was a crisp whistle in the stadium, and immediately after that, the entire Pisjuan Stadium was blown up.

The fans in the stands were booing, booing wildly.

"What's going on?" Benitez turned and looked over.

"Red card! Red card!" The assistant hissed from the side.

The Spanish coach saw that the referee Reinales held a shocking red card on his raised right hand.

In front of him, Sevilla defender Hector was defending his innocence, but the referee undoubtedly pointed to Mista who fell on the ground, indicating that Hector's foul action should be seen by himself. Clearly.

"Oh my god, it's the eighty-eighth minute, and it's going to be the eighty-nine minute soon. Give us a red card at this time?"

The entire stadium booed the referee's actions, but to no avail.

From the steadfast eyes of the referee and the slow-motion playback on the court, it can be clearly seen that Hector did have an obvious foul action, and there is no doubt that he got a yellow card.

But he already had a yellow card in the first half, two yellows turned into one red, and he was directly sent off by a red card.

Seeing Hector drooping his head and walking out of the court, still cursing angrily, Benitez was excited.

"Attack! Attack me! Press me up!"

The chubby Benitez bared his teeth and claws with excitement on the sidelines, wishing he could rush onto the court himself and have a big fight.

Tenerife won a very good chance to set the ball in the frontcourt, the Russian player Simutenkov took the penalty, and almost all the high points in the team rushed into the Sevilla penalty area.

"Setting the ball, well, we have focused on rehearsing before the game, don't worry, take your time, and follow what we rehearsed before the game."

Benitez was so nervous that he muttered to himself on the sidelines.

On the court, Simutenkov seemed to think so too, and kept gesturing to his teammates in the penalty area.

Backed away slowly, and waited until the opponent had set up a human wall before he waited in full force.

Caparros is ready for a substitution, and center back Michel will replace center Sarajeta.

Michel is a tall central defender with good frontal defensive ability, but this time the substitution can only be made after the free kick passes.

"Last chance!" Benitez exhaled nervously.

Seeing the court, Simutenkov took a deep breath and rushed forward quickly.

There was only a bang, and the ball crossed an arc and bypassed the wall.

"Okay, the landing point is well controlled, the central defender came over to grab..." Benitez murmured.

This is his strategy when rehearsing his set-piece tactics before the game.

Sure enough, the central defender ran over to grab it, and got the first spot.

"...Ferry to the back point..."

The central defender rubbed against the ball, and the ball changed direction, crossed the penalty area, and fell to the back point.

"...Get the back point... get the back point...who the f*ck give me the back point!" Benitez gnashed his teeth and roared.

At the critical moment, a figure flashed suddenly, appearing from nowhere, and Mista appeared at the back point like a ghost. Under the condition of no one marking, he faced the ball and jumped forward. A header.

The ball hit Mista's forehead just right, turned in one direction, and crashed into Sevilla's goal.

Line crossed, whistle blows, goal scored!

In an instant, the entire Pisjuan Stadium fell into a deathly silence.

The fans are silent!

Everyone looked at the ball that was still beating inside the goal in disbelief.

Come in!

The ball is in!

Mista jumped up from the ground, rushed into the goal excitedly, hugged the ball covered with the sweat and grass of countless people, kissed it heavily, then turned and ran.

The whole Pizjuan Stadium was booed!

Benitez breathed a sigh of relief, as if his whole body had collapsed.

Finally scored!

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