Thursday, September 3, 2004, at 2:30 pm, Louis II Stadium, Monaco.

The Louis II Stadium is home to Monaco and is home to the annual Super Bowl of Europe. The stadium can accommodate 18,500 spectators and the rest of the stadium is underground.

The outdoor temperature is thirty-nine degrees, so in the hot weather, it is not a weekend, there is no audience in the audience. On the green turf, only the players on both sides of the game are preparing for the game.

The hot sun, emitting a lot of heat, seems to want to burn the earth. There is no cloud in the blue sky, as if they are afraid of the hot sun, hiding at the end of the sky, and appearing again on a cool night.

Tang's sweaty face, breathing hot air, every breath is like a fire, drilling into the lungs. It is very uncomfortable for him to compete in such weather. In addition to the competition of skills and tactics, the two sides are still competing for the quality of the will.

Tang is in the process of grabbing the ball with his teammates, and Sack is lazily grabbing the ball. Lackenbe was alone, sitting under a parasol, picking up the water bottle in his hand from time to time, taking a sip, complaining in his mouth: "This damn weather!"

Lakenberg will hand over the task of preparing for the event to the assistant. In France and even in Europe, there is nothing wrong with doing this. The main job of the team's head coach is to think about the team's style of play, the arrangement of the players, and the overall plan of the team's training. A lot of specific training work is done by an assistant coach.

Gamero is working with the players to practice the ball. He yells from time to time, as if he is raising the excitement of the players. In such weather, he always feels a sense of drowsiness.

Monaco players, wearing traditional red and white jerseys, red shorts, red socks. Paris Saint-Germain player, wearing a white away jersey, blue shorts, blue socks.

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Three o'clock, the game begins on time!

After the whistle of the start, the two beasts came up with fierce fighting. Without temptation, they played together for many years, and from the age of seven or eight, they started a showdown. The characteristics of the two sides play, the technical characteristics of the players are clear.

Here is the home of Monaco, they need to beat their opponents and defend their home court. They didn't go through the boat, they waited for the opponent to come. In terms of physical fitness, they have an advantage.

More importantly, last year they were runners-up in the Youth League, and Paris Saint-Germain was the fifth, they dominated the strength. In the two games last year, they achieved a complete victory, which made them very confident.

To defeat the opponent is their only goal!

Attack is their theme!

attack! attack!

Monaco took the lead in attacking from the two sides, because there was Sack in the middle, the iron guard who was famous in the French youth competition. Monaco's two sidewalk players, like two red swords, frequently appear swords.

Paris Saint-Germain's defense line, under the organization of Sac, patiently with the other side. For a time, Monaco did not form a good shot. Slowly, Monaco's offensive efforts began to increase, and the players in the Paris defense line were busy, and Sack began to yell.

For fifteen minutes, Monaco has been pressing at the half-court of Saint-Germain in Paris. For fifteen minutes, wearing the No. 17 jersey, Tang did not encounter a ball. Tang stood in the middle circle and watched his teammates run hard. He didn't have a way. Arendt leisurely stood on the west side of the stadium, where there are shadows to avoid the hot sun.

Tang spit on the turf, and there was a hot wave in the mouth. He glared over the scorching sun and ran to the backcourt. Standing here to bask in the sun, it is better to return to your own half,

Maybe you can steal the ball from the opponent's foot.

"Pang!" A loud noise, the football hit the crossbar of the Paris goal, the football flew out of the stadium from the beam. Paris goalkeeper Arnold was shocked by a cold sweat. Arnold stood up from the turf and shouted to his guard: "Osaga, don't let him rush in! Look at him!"

Osage is a right back and he is under a lot of pressure. Most of Monaco's offense was initiated from his side. Osaga had some annoyed turn, and the teammates on the field shouted: "Come back! Come back!"

Monaco is dominant in the situation, and their momentum is also strong. Their offense has become more aggressive, and most of the players in Paris have returned to their own half to participate in defense. Arendt didn't come back, it was really cool.

Monaco No. 9 striker Brott is very excited. Today is his 17th birthday. He wants to celebrate his birthday with a goal. Just hit the ball on the crossbar, he broke through Osama. This is his second shot in this game.

In the 23rd minute, Brott completed the third shot!

Monaco's right-winger Kutadel broke through the sidewalk and quickly flew along the sideline, passing the ball to the penalty area three meters from the baseline. The football quickly entered the restricted area, and Sac took a step forward and kicked the football out of the penalty area with his left foot.

Brott, standing on the arc of the restricted area, lifted his right foot and intercepted the football. Not waiting for the back of Paris to block, he is on the restricted area, kicking his feet!

"Hey!" A crackling sound, football like a white cannonball, attached to the turf, whistling to fly to the goal.

Arnold flew to save, his extended arms pointed to the fast-moving football, and his eyes instinctively closed when the football hit his fingers. The hair on his forehead danced in the wind.

There is no wind in the stadium, this is the wind brought by football!

The ball has not arrived, the wind has arrived!

The ball is like a cannonball, you can think about how powerful the ball is!

Since it is a cannonball, it is full of strength, Arnold's fingers, can not stop the football's footsteps, football flying over the goal line, drilling into the net!

The ball is in!

Monaco leads by one to zero at home. Monaco's bench was full of joy, Brotte began to cheer, today is his birthday, what better birthday gift than the goal?

Brott flew to the bench, and the Monaco team surrounded him and sang a birthday song. The song is warm and the ambition of the Monaco player to win is even stronger after the song.

Be sure to win and give Brod a wonderful birthday present!

The war is burning in their eyes, and the war is raging!

There is a flame in the eye, and there is war on the body!

The red jersey is the flame, the dozens of flames are burning, the fire is getting bigger and bigger, and the heat is about to be higher than the sun!

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Arnold frustrated from the net to pick up the football, kicking a kick to the midfield. He yelled at his lower back. Sack is very frustrated. If the ball is played a little higher, Brott can't intercept it, and there is no such goal. There was an annoyance in his eyes, so Yang Tian screamed at the sun.

This loud noise is both to vent their own annoyance, but also to motivate themselves and motivate their teammates. He knows that his teammates are working hard, but this damn sun is too hot and drowsy. From the rhythm of teammates running, they did not reach their best.

Tang is very annoyed, halfway through the first half, he has not shot once. Tang was very annoyed. When Brotte shot, he was seven meters behind Brotter. He couldn't stop Brotte's shot.

Rackenbe couldn't sit still anymore, and he went out to the side and shouted. This damn weather, in this weather, is a torture. Their players are sleepy, and the game has been over halfway since the game. And his own team didn't even have a decent shot. This is not the true strength of your team.

Is it that the score of last year has to be repeated, and the score of four to one is a shame.

Is there any other reason besides the weather?

Lackenbe thought of a possibility!

Damn, sure to go out and fool around last night! Damn, can't you finish the game and go to the ghost?

The other side is in a strong position, but his team is...

Rackenbe's face began to gloomy, he began to worry, he had an ominous premonition, this game may be...

Rackenbe's worries appeared in the thirty-ninth minute, and Brott won a chance in the scuffle in the penalty area and scored twice. Monaco leads two to zero!

At the end of the first half, Monaco, who played at home, led two to zero. Brott scored twice and gave himself the best birthday present!