Godfather Of Champions

Chapter 457: Volume Three, Red Forest leads behind

"Thirty-eight minutes of the game, it was Nottingham Forest, who took the lead! It was really unexpected! Looking at the expressions on the faces of the Barcelona players, they couldn't believe it!"

Puyol covered his face with both hands, and it was his mistake in judgment that gave the opponent this chance to score.

When the Barcelona players were frustrated, the Forest players hugged together in the rain. In the face of adversity, he took the lead, which greatly boosted the morale of the team. The idea that because there was one less person that he might lose the game was thrown away.

Tony Dunn’s team is never afraid of any opponents, whether it is Barcelona or Real Madrid, whether they are now eleven or ten, regardless of the weather, regardless of the pre-match media opinion...

When Pepe was seen pushing the football into Barcelona's gate, a burst of cheers broke out from the bench and coaches of the Forest team, and Chris Lak took the lead and rushed out.

Dunn jumped up and celebrated.

But soon, he lowered his arm and the smile on his face gradually solidified. No matter how excited the people around him are, he can't laugh at all now.

He has watched this Champions League final, and although he can't remember the specific details, iconic events like scoring will never forget.

In the eighteenth minute, Lehmann was sent off with a red card against Eto'o. Wenger replaced Pires with substitute goalkeeper Almunia.

In the 38th minute, Arsenal in a ten-man game led Barcelona with a header from Cambier.

Then... the second half...

Dunn didn't dare to continue thinking.

One coincidence is a coincidence, two coincidences are also coincidences, three coincidences...but it's not that simple.

He looked up at the sky, always feeling that this thing is strange, just as strange as he came here to become a football coach from 2007.

As if there is a pair of invisible hands fiddle...

"Tony! Tony! Are you stupid? We are ahead!" David Chris Luck patted the dumbfounded Dunn with excitement and awoke him.

"Ah, that's right, we are ahead...Leader!" Dunn nodded in response. "But the game is not over, now is not the time to be ecstatic, Barcelona's offense is very strong... we have to deal with it carefully."

"Being ahead, we can return to the way we are most used and good at it." Chris Lak laughed, "Defense. Let those rascals who look down on us look great!"

The assistant coach's heart is much higher than the head coach.

"You are right, David. We do need to defend..."

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The singing of Nottingham Forest fans came from the stands. It became louder and louder. The sound of rain could not be covered, and the boos of Barcelona fans could not be covered.

At this moment, happiness belongs to the supporters of Nottingham Forest.

"There has always been a saying in England. Although Coach Dunn never wants to admit it, he is indeed regarded as the successor to the legendary coach Brian Clough. To give the simplest example, Brian Kroff Lauf led Nottingham Forest to complete the three-level triple jump, from the second division to the first division championship, and then to the Champions League championship. And this scene was perfectly copied by coach Tony Dunn to the current forest team. Two seasons ago, they were a team participating in the English Champions League. At that time, they were not called by that name. It was the English Premier League... A year ago they were promoted to the Premier League and qualified for the Champions League. Today, they Enter the Champions League final! 1:0 lead, even the score is the same! Can his team successfully defeat Barcelona tonight and replicate that era of miracles?"

The wish is beautiful, but it is not easy to realize it.

After all, Clough's Forest team was not sent off in the final.

After the game restarted, the Forest team returned to the defense, leaving only one Viduka in front, and the backcourt players mostly took long passes and went directly to Viduka's head. Playing this way, the game is not good at all, but it is very useful in this situation at this moment. Dunn won't pay attention to what other people think, he only needs the result of victory.

The Forest team retreated to the defense, Barcelona will naturally not be polite, they pressed heavily, wanting to tie the score as soon as possible. It is intolerable for the arrogant Barcelona players to fall behind with one more person than the opponent.

"Barcelona launched a siege on Nottingham Forest, and the game is back to the situation before the Forest team scored. Now Ronaldinho takes the ball."

Albertini was in front of the Brazilian. He had a simple exchange with Arteta when he was celebrating the goal just now, and he was more experienced to defend the opponent's core.

Ronaldinho looked at Albertini who was standing in front of him, and the selection was so good that he did not dare to make a breakthrough.

But as the core of the midfield, it is not only a breakthrough. Ronaldinho can become the world's No. 1 midfielder after Zidane, in addition to his superb dribbling, it is the pass.

He twisted his **** and made a fake move to make Albertini focus on preventing him from breaking through, and then passed the football to Eto'o in the penalty area ahead.

Eto'o leaned on Pique, who was defending him, and did not stop the ball. Instead, he directly swung the football to the left side of his body and turned around quickly!

The explosive power of the African cheetah was amazing, and immediately left Pikui behind!

He turned and broke through, facing the attacking Paul Gerrard... shoot!

Pikwe’s tackle looked more like a formalistic interference — completely ineffective. Paul Gerrard became the savior of the team at this moment. He attacked in time to block Eto'o's shooting angle, and then reached out to the football at the very moment of the game!

The football changed line to hit the goalpost and pop!

There was a huge inhalation sound from the stadium.

It's not over yet!

The football bounced back and Eto'o had fallen to the ground, too late to get up and shoot. At this time, Ronaldinho, who was still outside the penalty area, suddenly appeared in the penalty area. Facing the ball coming over, he swung his feet and wanted to volley directly.

At this time, the slippery field saved the forest team's fate. When Ronaldinho stretched his right foot, his supporting foot slipped and his weight was lost. His body fell to the left. His raised right leg didn't hit the football, but passed the ball. !

After catching up, Albertini quickly kicked the football out.

"Woo-" The sigh sounded again.

"Ronaldinho... what a pity! Paul Gerrard’s shot was hit by Paul Gerrard at the most critical moment, changed direction, and hit the goal post. Ronaldinho’s The supplementary shot did not hit the football."

"This bastard, the speed is too fast..." When Pikwe got up from the ground, he was still complaining. He thought that if he got stuck in the position, his opponent would have no chance. He didn't expect Eto'o to break through with the most direct defense. Up him. Turning around can threaten the goal.

After getting up, Pikwe saw the goalkeeper Paul's face tense, his tight facial expression was like his tight nerves. When he appears in the big roster, it may be more to make up the number, because the rules stipulate that there must be a goalkeeper on the substitute list. He himself doesn’t think there is any chance to play. For such an important game, Van der Sar will definitely be the starter, and the goalkeeper is the most stable position, with few injuries... In this arena, it is absolutely impossible...

Paul Gerrard's heartbeat was very fast. Just now he watched the football fly over his body, his heart raised his throat, and he knelt on the ground feeling his knees weak. Of course he knows that he has encountered football, but he may not be able to save football when he meets football. These are two different things.

The football finally hit the goal post, did not bounce the goal, he saved Eto'o's shot. Nevertheless, the beating heart has not yet calmed down.

Of course, Pikwe can understand Paul's inner feelings. As a substitute goalkeeper who often doesn't get the chance to play, he played for Van der Sar in the Champions League final, and the pressure was not light. No matter what his abilities, after all, destiny made him the goalkeeper of the forest team in this game. They must trust this man, encourage him, and let him play his best...

"Good job, Paul..." Piquet patted Gerrard on the shoulder and pulled him up. "You saved my life." He was right. If Eto'o scores the ball, goalkeeper Gerrard doesn't have to bear any responsibility, Pikwe must be responsible for poor defense.

Albertini also ran back and patted Paul Gerrard. "Well done."

The encouragement of his teammates finally relieved Gerrard's nervousness.

"I stick to my opinion, Paul Gerrard is not a player who can perform miracles. But...at least at this moment, he did a good job. He saved the first half of the game, Barcelona's most threatening one. Attack the door."

This was indeed the most threatening first half for Barcelona, ​​because shortly afterwards, the referee blew the whistle at the end of the first half.

At the end of the game, Albertini also found the referee and asked him about Van der Sar’s foul penalty. He thought the referee had sent the penalty too heavy. Although according to the rules, this really deserves a red card, the main goalkeeper of the Forest team was penalized just eighteen minutes into the game. Albertini believes that such a penalty is open to question.

The referee politely replied to Albertini, and did not want to get entangled in this past sentence. Albertini also wisely shook hands with the referee and left.

Only Dunn was very upset and stared at the referee who walked off the court with the two linesmen. Van der Sar's sending off will surely become a turning point in this game. If he loses the game, Dunn will hate the referee for a lifetime.

"The first half of the game is over, but Barcelona, ​​which has the upper hand, is behind Nottingham Forest, which is one less man. They tried everything they can to score a goal to tie the score. Rijkaard should make adjustments during the intermission. ...As for Nottingham Forest, although they play conservative football, which we least like to watch, I still applaud the courage of this team. In the unfavorable situation of one less person, they are ahead of Barcelona. For the first time Coach Tony Dunn, who led the team to the Champions League final, was amazing."

The commentator's evaluation is fair and objective.

Dunn turned angrily and walked towards the tunnel, he didn't notice that the rain was getting smaller and smaller.

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All the Forest players in the locker room panted heavily, took off their wet jerseys and threw them on the ground, and sat down to rest.

One less person, fighting in the rain, the opponent is powerful, and the attack is more than violent. Psychological pressure turned into a huge consumption of physical energy.

Van der Sar is still blaming himself for his foul, maybe at that moment he let Eto'o pass and let Barcelona score a goal, as long as they are well organized, there may not be no chance of equalizing or even overtaking. He sat in front of his cabinet and said nothing.

Dunn pushed the door in and looked at everyone. Apart from the gasp, there was no other voice in the locker room. No one spoke, everyone was silent.

This mental state is not good.

"Hey, what's wrong? Did we fall behind in the first half?" he said. "Why do you all look listless? Didn't we lead Barcelona by one goal? Barcelona! That was blown to the sky before the game, invincible and invincible, the best in the world, perfect synonymous Barcelona! The Spanish League champion, in Bernabeu beat Real Madrid to the north, swept across the European continent, set off an offensive football frenzy, had the world's best midfielder Ronaldinho, and had one more person than us... such a **** one. Almost invincible team, led by us! What else are you unhappy about?"

"Before the game, there was a multimedia hype about George Wood’s absence. It’s like Nottingham Forest’s absence of George is nothing the fuck! The result? Do you know what I want to do most? I want to raise those bitches. Slap in the face! You did a good job, all of you did a good job, what is there to be silent?"

Speaking of this, Dunn squeaked behind and George Wood pushed in.

Dunn looked back at Wood. Wood stood at the door and looked at him. The two stared at each other with such big eyes.

Reminiscent of what he said just now, the locker room was silent for about two seconds before bursting into laughter.

"Aren't you watching the game with your mother on it?" Dunn felt strange.

Wood nodded: "I want to come down and have a look..."

Looking at the expression on Wood's face, Dunn laughed: "Isn't it accustomed to sitting in a luxurious box watching games? Come in." He waved to Wood.

Wood came in and sat in the corner.

Albertini stood up: "Boss... I think everyone was silent just now, just because they were tired?" At this point, he turned to look at his teammates, hoping that they would stand up and support his statement.

So a group of people nodded desperately: "Yes, yes, too tired... After all, we are one less person, boss."

"Well, I accept this explanation. I just hope you all understand that no matter how bad the situation we face, don't give me this dejected face." He tapped the tactical board, "Say Tell me what shall we do in the second half..."

"Barcelona will definitely strengthen their offensive in the second half because they are behind." Dunn carefully searched for Barcelona's two goals in the second half in his mind. "We must pay attention to Eto'o. We did a good job defensively in the middle. They have no chance. , So be careful of the opponent's offensive side in the second half."

"In addition, if Barcelona can't start the game too late, they may eventually switch to Larsson, an experienced forward. Also, be careful of his ability to play the ball."

Both of Barcelona's Arsenal goals were related to Larsson, which was his most glorious moment of that season. Dunn believes that as long as he suppresses Larson's performance, he can successfully change the result.

"Guys, we are ahead of Barcelona, ​​let those who didn't look at us before the game to hell! I tell you, if you are not the most popular team, you must win the championship! It is not who has high media support. The strongest!" Perhaps deep in his heart, he was still worried about the future of this highly similar game, but in front of his men, Dunn did not show it at all. He waved his fist and gave the ball to the ten players. The team cheered up and used their own words to motivate the players to perform miracles in the game.

"The football match is the result. Whoever wins the result is the strongest! We are now ahead of Barcelona, ​​and we are better than them!" (To be continued, if you want to know what's going on, please visit WWW.CMFU.COM, chapter More, support the author, support genuine reading!)

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