Godfather Of Champions

Roshanbach himself never thought that his foul could receive such a miraculous effect. The price of a yellow card was so insignificant when the opponent's main forward was injured and left the field. He doesn't have to worry that he is carrying a yellow card now, can't let go of the defensive kick, and has to shrink back. After Eastwood came off the field, the Forest team did not have a special midfielder, and there were not many opponents that needed him to entangle.

He doesn't need to target a certain forest player anymore and he even has the opportunity to dribble and assist.

Sporting Lisbon intends to take advantage of the Forest team has just made adjustments now, when they are still at a loss, to narrow the gap between the two sides.

Perhaps this method is not glamorous, but the head coach of Sporting Lisbon, Jose Pesero, still has to praise Rochenbach for the kick just now. At the risk of being sent off with a red card, helped the team solve the most dangerous enemy.

At Sporting Lisbon’s offense, Fabio Roschenbach took a look at the backcourt and found that except for the forest player as high as a telephone pole, everyone was on his side. Everyone went back to defend. It would be useless if he stayed behind. , It is better to participate in the offense, score a goal or assist data.

Albertini is commanding George Wood's defense, letting him pay attention to the possibility of the opponent's breakthrough from the wing, ready to help Ribery at any time.

Wood nodded, but his eyes fixed on Rosenbach, who leaned in quietly.

He didn't know the name of this person, but he remembered the person's appearance and number, and he thought he would not mistake the person.

Sa Pinto (Sa_Pinto) is dribbling the ball, he found that the success rate of forward passes will be very low, because George Wood and Albertini are like a wall, blocking the possible passing route.

At this time, he heard someone calling him behind him.

"Sa! Sa!"

It was the voice of Rosenbach.

George Wood raised his head, looked over Sa Pinto's shoulder, and saw Rosenbach hiding behind him.

Pinto heard Rochenbach calling him and knocked the ball out with his heel. Almost at the same time, George Wood dropped his defense zone and rushed out. The target was Rosenbach who was about to catch the ball!

Rosenbach didn't seem to see Wood. He stared at the football and made a catch.

The ball arrives.

Wood arrived.

Rosenbach, who swept Wood from the corner of his eye, suddenly had a crazy thought: Why not just put this silly boy down by the way?

Roschenbach shifted the football to the outside, ready to induce George Wood to foul, as long as he pretends to be a bit like, maybe he can let this number 13 go straight out!

Come on, kid! bring it on!

I'm here, bastard!

George Wood, he shoveled out when he was still some distance away from Roschenbach, Roschenbach had just finished turning, and Wood's right stud had already stepped on his left ankle!

The sturdy...stomp on it.

With a muffled sound, even those spectators sitting in the stands can clearly feel the power of this foot.

After hitting Roschenbach from the side, the castration was unresolved. George Wood continued to slide forward, while Roschenbach was shoveled from the ground, turned over in the air, and then fell to the ground... He started, and then fell on Rochenbach.

The noisy stadium was quiet for a moment, and then the harsh whistle sounded.

The referee ran quickly to the scene of the accident, and at the same time stretched his hand into his chest pocket, flipped a red card from the inside, ready to show George Wood. The back shoveler is undoubtedly a direct red card sent off.

Wood ignored the referee, got up and walked directly off the court. He knew what was waiting for him before he got out, but that didn't stop him from completing the blow. Obviously, since the goal is complete, he doesn't care about the judgment that befalls him.

The referee showed George Wood a red card. He was again madly booed and insulted by the home fans. In their opinion, since Wood has been sent off, the Roshanbuck who shoveled Eastwood should also be sent off directly!

Rochenbach's goal was achieved. He managed to make the Forest team lose two core main players alone. But as a price, he might not be able to continue playing this game-Roschenbach, lying on the ground, only felt that the place of his left ankle was numb and completely lost consciousness. He tried to regain control but was powerless. As a professional player, he knew in his heart that it was time for him to end.

He didn't expect that George Wood kicked so hard, so fast, not for football at all. From the beginning, he just wanted to get off the court himself!

George Wood walked off the court with a calm face, unhurriedly, not at all sorry or guilty for just hurting someone. The angry Sporting Lisbon players rushed to him, wanting to ask for an explanation, but before he got close to Wood, let Ashley Young and Viduka push away.

The scene suddenly became chaotic again. The players from both sides are mixed together, which means they have to fight. The referee had to drop the injured Rosenbach and whistle towards the entangled players of the two teams. Of course... he didn't forget to wave to the court to signal the stretcher to enter the arena quickly.

Dunn saw the whole process off the court, and this result was what he had anticipated when he saw Wood rushing towards Rosenbach. It's useless to say anything now, anyway, the Forest team is destined to have ten players.

He stood on the sidelines, waited for Wood to come down, and patted him on the shoulder: "Go back to the locker room to take a shower and change clothes."

No scolding, no complaints.

Wood nodded.

"In addition, applaud to express my gratitude to the fans." Dunn again ordered.

No player has ever raised his hand to greet the fans after being sent off, because that kind of behavior is too ironic. The sent off players often walk back to the locker room with their heads down, for fear of facing the fans. But Dunn asked Wood to do so, as if in his eyes, Wood was not sent off, but replaced as normal.

Wood raised his hands obediently and applauded the Forest fans in the stands.

What did he get?

From the three stands, thunderous applause.

"This is really an incredible scene, maliciously assaulting the opponent, George Wood, who was sent off by a red card, has become the hero of the city court!"

Wood's behavior was regarded as a provocation and insult by the Sporting Lisbon people. Even the people on the Sporting Lisbon bench rushed to the side to protest loudly, but Wood ignored it and waved to the fans while walking towards the player's tunnel. What makes Sporting Lisbon coach Jose Pesero even more dissatisfied is that Forest team coach Tony Dunn not only did not feel ashamed for this behavior, but stood aside and applauded Wood with the fans!

"Do you still have sportsmanship, Mr. Dunn!" Pesero pointed at Dunn in unfluent English.

Dunn responded with a smile: "Good question, Mr. Pesero. Please refer this sentence to Fabio Rosenbach for me."

"you……"

The fourth official appeared between the two of them, glared at them, and Pesero returned to his coaching bench obediently, while Dunn continued to stand on the sidelines and cast his eyes on the court.

The riots have subsided, and thanks to the efforts of Hierro, Albertini, Van der Sar and other veterans, this one finally failed to fight.

George Wood had also disappeared in the hallway, and the applause in the stands turned into boos again. The boos were so violent that even the players on the court almost forgot that they should continue the game.

David Chris Luck came up and stood beside Dunn: "It's a terrible game, isn't it, Tony?"

"Yes, it's bad, David." Dunn gritted his teeth. "Go and call Gunalson back, I think he should be on the court."

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