Chapter 619 - 321: Comeback!!!

"Liverpool's counter-attack opportunity!"

"TJ!"

"He's advancing with the ball from his own half!"

"Messi is chasing behind him!"

"Busquets is coming up to pincer him!"

"A change of direction to get past! An unreasonable dribble!"

"He's still going!"

"TJ!"

"He's so fast! Rakitić has been left behind!"

"He's got a whole army chasing him now!"

"Piqué steps up and crashes into TJ!"

"It didn't affect him! My God! TJ is practically committing a crime out there!"

"He has broken through Barça's defensive line all by himself!"

"He's broken into the Barça box!"

"He shoots..."

With the Liverpool official commentator's hoarse voice, Tendou, under the pincer of the Barça goalkeeper and a defender, completed his shot.

The speed was not fast, but it was as if it had a soul and a mind of its own.

The ball was chipped through the gap in the three-man pincer and bounced into the Barça goal at a leisurely pace.

At this moment, the hearts of the Barça players were broken.

And behind him, Messi, who had chased Tendou for more than half the pitch, could only stop now, staring blankly at the ball in the goal, a bit dazed.

The Camp Nou had lost its voice.

But the next second, the emotions of the twenty thousand away Liverpool fans erupted like a volcano.

BOOM!

Goal.

Liverpool had scored the comeback goal in the 2nd minute of stoppage time.

"Aaaaaaargh~~~~"

The Liverpool fans let out a series of strange, meaningless cries.

They didn't know what they were shouting, but right now, they just needed to vent.

Tendou was the same.

He excitedly took off his jersey and ran aimlessly on the pitch.

Then he held up four fingers, then retracted one, then another, then another...

With his actions, the Liverpool fans cooperated and shouted loudly.

"4!"

"3!"

"2!"

"1!"

"0!"

The moment the number was cleared, it also meant that Liverpool had completed the comeback.

Before Tendou could continue to act cool, on the field, the entire Liverpool team rushed towards him like madmen.

More than twenty players piled on top of each other at the Camp Nou, with Tendou at the very bottom.

Among them, the most excited was Arnold.

"You did it! No, wait, WE did it!"

"FAK! TJ!"

"You're a fucking superman!"

"..."

The frantic Liverpool players formed a stark contrast with the dazed Barça players.

Ter Stegen was unwilling to get up for a long time. Looking at the motionless ball in the goal, he punched the turf hard.

A 3-goal lead away from home.

A 90% home win rate!

And the result?

They were mercilessly killed by Liverpool in the final moments.

Some of the more emotional Barça fans couldn't help but start crying, their eyes blurry with tears.

And Tendou, he seemed to have thought of something.

After getting up from the ground, he held up his own jersey with both hands and displayed it around the Camp Nou, making the stadium forever remember this number and this person.

"I fuck your mother!"

Of course, the Barça fans didn't say it like that, but the translated meaning was more or less the same.

The referee ran over with a 100-meter sprint and showed Tendou a yellow card.

But Tendou didn't care.

The pressure that had been building up for days was completely released at this moment.

"GOAL!"

"The unbelievable Liverpool!"

"The great Liverpool!"

"They have completed the comeback in the final moments of the match!"

"The Miracle of Istanbul has descended once again!"

"God has once again favored Liverpool!"

"In the past 90-plus minutes of this match, he was the incarnation of God!"

"A haul!"

"He has scored an insane 4 goals in this match, at the Camp Nou, one of the most famous stadiums in Europe!"

There were less than 2 minutes left in the match.

This time, it was the Barça players' turn to urge Liverpool to quickly resume the match.

And on the internet, the fans had long since gone crazy.

"A miracle has appeared! They've come back from 4 goals down away at Barça!"

"A haul! A haul!"

"Liverpool! This is Liverpool! This is a team that truly has the comeback gene, not some bullshit Manchester United!"

"4 goals in a single match, and at Barça's home ground! My God!"

"Liverpool is awesome! The big score, the opening odds, I hit it all! I'm going to retire tomorrow!!!"

"Fuck you, Barça! You stinking dwarf! You couldn't even defend that! Go die!"

A 4:1 scoreline in a single match!

The aggregate score was 4:4!

If this scoreline held until the end, then Liverpool would advance to the Champions League final on the away goals rule.

The match restarted.

At this moment, all the members of the Liverpool coaching staff, including all the players, were standing on the sidelines, nervously watching the pitch.

After the restart, Barça launched a fierce counter-attack...

And Tendou, after scoring the winning goal, unhesitatingly chose to throw himself into the defense.

He just wanted to hold on for these last few minutes, and then they could go to the Wanda Metropolitano.

Although the stoppage time was only 2 minutes, considering this was Barça's home ground, and they had also wasted a lot of time celebrating, the referee would definitely add on some time.

At this moment, the Liverpool players were very tired, but they were all gritting their teeth, facing the Barça players' counter-attacks one after another.

In the 95th minute, one minute of stoppage time had already passed. The referee had not blown the whistle, and the Barça players were still frantically attacking.

Klopp was constantly complaining that the match time was already over.

Messi received the ball.

Arnold and Tendou came forward at the same time, double-teaming him.

Messi immediately jumped forward and fell.

The referee decisively blew the whistle.

Tendou and Arnold, as if by telepathy, immediately went over to protest.

After all this, the match had already reached the 96th minute.

The Barça players came over and pushed them away from the referee, quickly setting up for Messi's free kick.

Tendou and Arnold's protest was definitely not meaningless.

At the very least, the referee had looked at his watch again.

At this moment, it was already more than 2 minutes past the stoppage time, about the same amount of time Liverpool had wasted celebrating their goal.

But he still gave Barça one last chance to attack.

Whether this ball went in or not, the match would be over.

Messi clearly understood this and didn't act anymore. He quickly got up and adjusted his state.

A free kick from over 30 meters from the goal.

The furthest free kick he had scored in his career was in a match against Paraguay in September 2012, when he had scored from 25 meters.

Many Messi fans believe that his free-kick technique is no worse than CR7's, because Messi's free-kick conversion rate is as high as 9.4%, and this season it's even reached 14.6%, with 6 goals from 41 free-kicks.

However, a ball that Messi can kick, CR7 can also kick. But a ball that CR7 can kick, Messi can't.

Among them is this kind of ultra-long-range free kick.

Messi clearly knew that this kind of long-range free kick was not his specialty.

After hesitating for a moment, he went for a tactical play.

BANG!

The ball was kicked into the Liverpool penalty area, over the wall.

However, before Piqué could jump, Tendou, who had long since guessed that Messi would play a tactical free kick, had already jumped up a step ahead of him and headed the ball out of bounds.

The next second...

TWEEET!!!