Godfather Of Champions

You will see a completely different world...

Rebrov looked up at Millwall's goal. The opponent's goalkeeper was standing forward with few guards. With a large area of ​​space, he saw countless routes from here to the goal.

Yes! I saw!

Tyler got Phillips behind him, he looked up at the ball, and he glanced at Rebrov from the corner of his eye. The teammate in the yellow away jersey is waving to him, the gesture is for him to push the football back.

Give it to you!

Taylor leaped up and pressed Phillips under him, and then the header was sent to the high ball from Reed to Rebrov who was rushing forward!

Wise had better continue to keep up with the opponent's preparations, but he didn't expect the Forest Team's No. 10 to suddenly accelerate, and only two steps away from him! He wanted to catch up, but found that his body was not at his disposal. He was getting old... He could only watch Rebrov staggeringly at the flying football, leaping forward, stretched his leg and pulled towards the football. ...

"Taylor, header..."

I see it, this is the way to the goal, this is... a whole new world!

"Rebrov...REBROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOV!"

Millwall's goalkeeper Tony Warner (Tony`Warner) did not expect Rebrov to volley directly outside the penalty area, about 30 meters away from the goal! He is standing too far forward, no matter how hard he jumps up, no matter how much he stretches his arm, he can't stop this powerful volley! The football passed by his hand, then fell rapidly, and hit the net with the roar of the commentator!

"It's incredible! It's incredible! Super long shot! From Sergey Lebrov——!"

A huge cheer came from the visitors' stand surrounded by police. At this moment, they suppressed the singing and boos of Millwall fans. At this moment, Nottingham Forest made Millwall people shut their mouths!

"This is Rebrov! Great goal! Tony Dunn's team showed us their amazing courage! They equalized the score on the away game! The home team was silent in the stands, and everyone was shot from long range. Stunned! Beautiful! Beautiful! Millwall's goalkeeper Tony Warner lost nothing!"

After finishing the shot, Rebrov got up from the ground and looked up at the goal. The football just hit the net. He knew he had succeeded! He was so excited that he didn't hug Taylor, who assisted him, but turned and ran to Tony Dunn, the team coach who celebrated with Walker on the sidelines. He wanted to thank this man, he gave himself a new life!

He is not good at words and can't say anything nasty. At this moment, the only way to express his inner gratitude is... he hugged the man in his arms tightly, and almost suffocated Tony Dunn. . His teammates swarmed behind him, threw him and the coach to the ground, and then all pressed on...

"Ah! Damn! My ribs!" Dunn, who was at the bottom, let out a cry.

※※※

"...This is the quarter-finals of the English League Cup! Millwall vs. Nottingham Forest! After the fan riots in the final stage of the first half, the second half of the game continues! Less than five minutes after the start, we will watch Here comes a beautiful goal! This is a goal worth the price!"

Mortensen’s passionate voice came from the TV in the bar, and the TV has become a sea of ​​cheers. A few excited fans jumped on the table and poured down the big glass of beer in their hands. More people followed their example and poured their beer into the air. There was a rain of beer in the bar, and the liquor sprinkled on everyone. They didn't care, opened their mouths and then the beer dropped from the sky, while waving their fists and shouting: "Good job! Ukrainians! Good job! Tony! This is the best response to those bastards!"

"No one can be safe after offending us! No one!"

"The idiot at Millwall will regret it! You shouldn't mention Gavin's name!"

※※※

The cheers and celebrations in the forest fans' stands continued, the game has restarted, and the dissatisfied boos of Millwall fans rang out again.

McCrelly, who was equalized, walked to the sidelines in a panic, trying to restore the situation. Dunn glanced at him disdainfully, this man did not pose a threat to him at all.

After he led the first team in more than a dozen games, the only head coach who impressed him was Sheffield United head coach Neil Warnock. Because the old guy defeated himself in the most crucial game, leaving a failure that he will never forget.

Nottingham Forest, which used a world wave to equalize the score, is already in full play. Even Wise feels at a loss when facing the wildly influx of Forest team players. For the first time in his 19-year career, he has such a sense of powerlessness from the bottom of his heart... He is old, and the stadium belongs to young people.

Seven minutes after the Forest equalized the score, they managed to overtake the score again. This time it was Andy Reid. The Forest team cooperated in front of a beautiful penalty area, let him dribble into the penalty area, and then broke the net with a low shot on the left!

After the 2:1 lead, the Forest team played more proactively. And Millwall's players can also see that their opponents are addicted and never want to stop there.

Because Mark Phillips couldn't prevent Gareth Taylor, Kevin Muscat was ordered by coach McReilly to mark No. 18 in Nottingham Forest. The opponent was ten centimeters taller than him! The gap is not only reflected in height, but also in physical strength.

Muscart spent all his energy in entanglement with Taylor, and his anger was rising rapidly like a thermometer placed in boiling water. He really wanted to kick this big man's leg off, and he was sent off by a red card, but the other party might be lying in the hospital for the first half of the year!

When he brought Gareth Taylor down again behind his back, Taylor screamed and fell to the ground, and then he hugged his ankle and rolled in pain, as if it were really broken.

The referee's whistle sounded, and Australian defender Muscat accepted his ending with a smile-a second yellow card and a red card. This was what he expected. He didn't even make any excuses. When his teammates were still surrounding the referee to intercede for him, he pulled the shirt out of his pants and looked at Taylor lying on the ground grinning.

Boy, I go down, you are carried down, this is our respective ending. Which do you think is better?

He just finished thinking about this, but saw that the big man who was still on the ground just now, reached out his hand to call the stretcher in despair, stood up in front of the team doctor! And walked off the court by himself!

Of course he didn't forget to smile back at Muscat.

Friends, we all go on. But then I can come up, and you... go back to the locker room to take a shower and change clothes, and then go straight home!

The smile on Kevin Muscat's face solidified...

※※※

Millwall, who was missing one person and still lagging in the score, did not give up the game. They were ready to fight back wildly amidst the cheers of the fans.

But their fighting spirit was extinguished in their hearts before they started.

Muscart had just walked to the sidelines, and there was another huge cheer from the stands of the visiting team.

"Gareth Taylor! Beautiful header! Poor Mark Phillips couldn't prevent Taylor, who is the same height as him, and Nottingham Forest's top scorer this season, adding his personal goal to the eleventh! 3:1! The Nottingham Forest at Newden Stadium leads!"

Muscat saw Tyler, who was huddling with his teammates to celebrate the goal, and slammed his fist on the side railing with regret. He was fooled by this big man, no, fundamentally speaking, he was fooled by that man!

He cast his eyes on the coaching bench of the Nottingham Forest team, and Tony Dunn was jumping up and waving his arms excitedly.

He suddenly felt that not only he was deceived, but the team's head coach, Mr. McCrelly, was also caught by Dunn.

This... asshole!

Under the urging of the fourth official, Muscat, who was sent off by a red card, finally left the court unwillingly and got into the player's hallway.

Next, the Millwall fans in the stands also gradually became silent. They could only watch their team being massacred by the sudden outbreak of the forest team and could do nothing. Who made them want to provoke Tony Dunn's team with the name "Gavin"?

Look, this is the end!

4:1!

5:1!

6:1!

7:1!

The Forest team went crazy, as if they could score a goal with a shot. No matter what substitution adjustments McReilly makes, it will not save the team's fate of a disastrous home game.

He stood on the sidelines in a daze, almost unable to believe what he saw with his eyes. Why... why did it become like this? Before the game, he was full of ambition, he had a bright future at halftime, and now... everything that happened now is a shame for him!

The referee finally blew the whistle for the end of the game. Millwall's 38-year-old coach Alan McReilly and his team, as well as the Millwall fans in the stands, had their nightmare over...

(To be continued, if you want to know the future, please visit WWW.CMFU.COM, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)

Like the champion godfather, please collect it: (www.NovelMTL.com) The literature of the champion godfather has the fastest update speed.