Italy 3:394 minutes. Andre (2)!!

The game will enter 30 minutes of overtime!!!

...

"Andre. What's this?" Castella shook her two fingers... in front of Xiangnan's eyes...

"3..." A weak voice...

"Andre... Look again. You are sure it is 3. It is another 52""

"Yes...2" Nan smiled. He decided not to tease the panicked Professor Custer anymore...

Castellachi was so angry... The old man was determined to get angry. However, looking at Xiangnan, covered in mud, the Italian chief team doctor... When he spoke, he turned into-~

"Do you want some mineral water?"

Drink full..." Xiang Nan cunned...

...

Not far away, Dunga heard Xiangnan's laughter. His eyes looked over. That was such a crazy guy...

No one doubts Dunga's resentment at this moment. If the national team can also transfer, it is estimated that the Brazilians will unite the whole country and raise up 100 million euros. Let the guy who drove them crazy... come over...

*******

"Claudio. You come on the court later... Be careful to stare at Kaka... Don't let him start comfortably..." Lippi's brown eyes stared at Marcisio.

...Overtime starts... Italy's second substitution. Camoranesi, who could no longer run, was replaced. Marcisio came on as a substitute...

Brazil began to use the last substitution slot in this game. Robinho came on as a substitute and replaced Alves...

The horn of the final battle...the sad sounded...
Chapter completed!