If someone analyzes this Turin battle, they will definitely see Sarayeta's appearance as the turning point.

  Before that, Juventus was in a lukewarm stalemate with Real Madrid, and Capello's team was still focused on stability.

  However, after substituting in Mutu first, and then Sarayeta, Juventus piled up three 1.9-meter tall ter forwards in the front line.

  As a result, Real Madrid was forced to switch to a tight defense, but the midfield and foryers still suppressed Juventus' midfield and backcourt shots.

  In particur, the pyers' movement was noticeably more intehan before.

  This couldn't be helped. With three tall ter forwards standing in the penalty area, no one could withstand that pressure.

  Sihey couldn't pete for the high balls, they had to reduce Juventus' opportuo pass high balls, requiring the midfield and foryers to put in more pressing and reduce the defensive position as much as possible.

  Gao Shen was cursing internally while making team adjustments, but even so, he couldn't stop Juventus entirely.

  First, Ibrahimovic took a le shot from outside the penalty area, which bounced after nding and was blocked directly by Casils. Then, Zambrotta made a diagonal long pass into the penalty area, Trezeguet headed it back, and Nedved appeared at the top of the penalty area, volleying directly, but Casils saved it. The subsequent er kick also created chaos, but fortunately, no goal was scored.

  Ibrahimovic also moved to the left fnk, trolled the ball, and passed it to Chiellini, who crossed from behind. Chiellini's cross into the penalty area didn't result in a shot a directly out of bounds under intense pressure.

  Just three mier, Juventus had their most threatening opportunity.

  Nedved appeared in the middle, and after receiving a pass from Mutu, he chipped the ball into the penalty area. Ramos jumped to clear it urezeguet's interference.

  The ball dropped directly into the penalty area, surprising even Trezeguet. As he moved forward, Casils decisively left his goal and puhe ball areventing a shot.

  For a moment, Juventus pressed heavily, f a siege around Real Madrid.

  Gao Shen made successive substitutions and adjustments, all aimed at strengthening the team's defense and keeping the score at zero to zero.

  After eighty mihe game remained one-sided.

  But as the game progressed, Gao Shen gradually realized that Juventus pyers also faced physical fitness issues.

  Despite Juventus' strong lineup, they were eliminated in the quarter-finals st season, and this seasoruggled in the Champions League round of 16. They won 2-3 away in the first leg and 2-1 at home in the sed leg, narrowly advang.

  The main reason is that many Juventus pyers are older.

  For example, avaro, Thuram, and hese three are key pyers for Juventus, but they are all over 30 years old, especially Nedved, whose dee is quite apparent.

  Moreover, Juventus' problems are simir to Real Madrid's. They both have star-studded main lineups, but retively weak beo ensure performand stability, Capello doesn't rotate his squad much, which has led to physical fitness issues among many pyers since March, resulting in a dee in their performance.

  This became evident after eighty minutes.

  ...

  ...

  Gao Shen had been worried since Sarayeta ehe field.

  Capello really deserved to be one of the world's top coaches. His moves were precise, targeting Real Madrid's weaknesses by deploying three ter forwards. Along with Mutu, they had four attackers, pressing Real Madrid hard.

  Gao Shen made tinuous substitutions, stantly urging his pyers to hold on.

  Each Juventus attack made him nervous.

  Only now did he truly uand why Ferguson needed a pacemaker.

  These days, being a head coach means pying with your heartbeat.

  Until the early 80 minutes, after Juventus failed to score for a long time, Real Madrid unched a terattack. Although it didn't create a major threat, it resulted in a shot, relieving the defensive pressure.

  Additionally, Juventus pyers' physical fitness began to slow down their attack rhythm.

  At the eighty-fifth minute, Gao Shen turned and saello shaking his head in front of the bench.

  He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that they had mao hold on.

  Indeed, although Juventus tio attack afterward, they failed to create signifit threats.

  In the end, the matded in a 0-0 draw.

  At the final whistle, Gao She pletely exhausted.

  The game's ups and dowo!

  Even now, he still felt his legs trembling slightly.

  For a moment, he thought he might faint.

  But sooasy filled his heart, and adrenaline rushed through his body.

  Finally, Gao Shen ched his fists a out a cheer, "Yes!"

  Whether a 0-0 away game is a good score is debatable.

  But fao Shen and Real Madrid, the score was excellent.

  More importantly, this game gave Gao Shen a deeper uanding of both Juventus and Real Madrid.

  Real Madrid's pyers are all top-notch professionals with high tactical literacy. When they follow the coach's arras and work together, they perform exceptionally well, with almost no mistakes.

  In fact, apart from Ramos' slip, Real Madrid made very few mistakes throughout the game.

  "Zero to zero, yoing to be heavily criticized wheurn," Lucas said with a wry smile.

  Gao Shen shook his head indifferently, "Let them criticize. We'll take down Juventus in the sed leg."

  "Have you found a way?" Lucas asked, surprised.

  Gao Shen smiled and nodded, but didn't eborate, just as the pyers were walking off the field, and he immediately greeted them.

  Real Madrid's pyers had given their all, and many were walking heavily.

  Fortunately, with Bueura's arrival, the team's training level had improved. After more than a week of training, Real Madrid's pyers had recovered a lot. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to eonight.

  Even if they didn't colpse, their teical movements would have faltered, leading to mistakes.

  "Well done!"

  "Thanks for your hard work!"

  "You did your best!"

  "Leave the rest to me!"

  Gao Shen stood on the sidelines and hugged each pyer as they walked off the field, ign their sweat-soaked shirts.

  When each pyer passed by, he hugged them tightly, encement and affirmation.

  When Beckham passed by, he poio the score on the scoreboard, "Yoing to be heavily criticized." Then, the Englishman ughed, feeling proud and satisfied.

  He knew early on that Gao Shen's goal was a 0-0 draw.

  While this is a good score, the process was somewhat ugly.

  "Don't worry. When we secure our p the semi-finals, they will take back all their criticism," Gao Shen said fidently.

  Beckham and the surrounding Real Madrid pyers were stunned and turo look at Gao Shen.

  Gao Shen nodded firmly, "Let's talk about it ter!"

  Everyone looked at each other, notig the surprise in each other's eyes.

  This n!

  …

  After sending off the pyers, Gao Shen waited for Capello.

  The Italian coach wsses and looked gentlemanly, but earlier, he substituted in two strikers, especially Sarayeta.

  "Iure, if someone calls me servative, I will defiell them that pared to the young coach of Real Madrid, I py offensive football," Capello joked, his mouth curling up in a rare smile.

  "Whether it's offensive football or not, we'll see in the sed leg," Gao Shen said fidently.

  "I'm curious," Capello said, still with a calm, wise expression. "Why are you so sure you'll win the sed leg?"

  Gao Shen chuckled, "Because I'm the hero of the novel."

  Capello was momentarily stuhen couldn't help but ugh.

  "Because I found your weakness!" Gao Shen said, his expression turning serious.

  Capello's expression grew solemn, his eyes sharp as he stared at Gao Shen, then he shook his head, "Are you bluffing me?"

  "You don't really think you're so perfect that you have no weaknesses, do you?"

  "Of course not."

  "Then, wheurn to the Bernabeu, I will definitely scainst you!" Gao Shen said fidently.

  Capello, having experienced many ups and downs, would be ughed at if he were deceived by a 25-year-old.

  If it had been before this match, Capello would have scoffed and said, "Labor is not Xiamen Uy!"

  But now, he had some doubts.

  Capello knew his team wasn't perfed had many problems, but ecific weakness had Gao Sheified?

  Only the oppo knows best.

  …

  "Did you really find a weakness in Juventus?"

  When Gao Sheuro the locker room, Lucas followed and asked curiously.

  "Yes," Gao Shen replied.

  "Then you told him? Isn't that like giving him a heads-up?" Lucas was very frustrated, thinking Gao Shen was too amateurish.

  Gao Shen ughed, "So what if I tell him? Guess what he's thinking now?"

  Capello is very rational. This quality, while positive, also make someone servative and risk-averse. He likes to calcute everything clearly and eliminate all risks.

  When Gao Shen told him that he would definitely score at the Bernabeu, Capello would do everything possible to figure out what weakness Gao Shen had identified and try to fix it.

  When Capello es to the Bernabeu, he won't take a gambler's approach from the start; he will seek stability.

  And that's exactly what Gao Shen wants him to do.

  Only then will Juventus' weaknesses be exposed.