Godfather Of Champions

When Drogba received the football, there was no forest team defender around him. Chelsea's tireless mobilization of the forest team's defense finally played a role, helping Drogba to get rid of the annoying defense at the most critical moment. The difficult action of turning around and shooting is as common as eating for him. "Warcraft" Drogba is best at shooting this unconventional action.

The distance was too close, Van der Sar couldn't make a save and could only watch the football enter the net.

At that moment, the Stamford Bridge shook, and there was a huge cheer. The blue sea set off huge waves, temporarily submerging the red billowing lava.

"Chelsea! Chelsea! Chelsea!" the fans in blue jerseys chanted the name. At this moment, you can hear nothing except this voice.

Seeing Drogba's goal, Mourinho rushed out of the coaching bench, slid, knelt on the ground, raised his arms and celebrated with the people around him.

Chelsea cheers on the bench and bench.

"Chelsea's offense finally paid off! A beautiful offensive organization tore the forest team's defense line! 1:0! They made a good start at home!"

As the loser, the Nottingham Forest side is silent.

Dunn sat in the position, still with Erlang's legs tilted, no change from before losing the ball. But the expression on his face is no longer relaxed.

No one wants to lose the ball, whether it is planned or unplanned.

He must admit that Mourinho's move is very timely and outstanding. He didn't keep up with this change, so he lost the ball.

"Behind the away game, Chelsea let the Forest team know who is playing at home now!"

Dunn got up from his seat and blew two short whistles into the court. This is his signal to contact Wood.

George Wood heard Dunn's whistle and turned and ran over.

"Don't help defend the two side lanes for now. They want to pull you out of the middle lane. Did you see it?"

Wood nodded: "I saw it."

"It's in the middle. If they are willing to be on the side, let them toss on the side. Your job is to defend the center."

"Okay, I see." Wood continued to nod.

"Go back and reorganize the defense. Their passing is to mobilize our defense, look for loopholes, don't be fooled, and keep the formation."

Wood led away.

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The game restarted, Chelsea's morale boosted after scoring one goal, hoping to take advantage of the situation to score another goal and score many more goals to directly seal the victory. Although the Forest team lost the ball, they did not lose confidence and fighting spirit. Their defensive organization is very tight. The game fell into a stalemate again.

Five minutes passed, and ten minutes passed. Chelsea saw that the continuous attack did not score goals, and the rhythm slowed down.

Now it's the Forest team's turn to look for offensive opportunities.

The forest team's offense is dominated by defensive counterattacks, not for quantity, but for quality. If there is no necessary certainty, then I would rather give up this attack than give Chelsea another chance to score. In the away game, Dunn appeared very cautious.

It cannot be said that there is no good chance at all. At the end of the first half, the Forest team got consecutive chances to score goals.

First, Pikwe broke Drogba's dribble and then passed the football to Van der Vaart, and then van der Vaart took the ball to attack. Eastwood made a cross shift with Van der Vaart after taking over, and the football passed to his feet during the shift. Eastwood outside the penalty area did not continue to dribble the ball or pass it to others. Instead, he shot directly outside the penalty area. This kick shot was very tricky. An obvious arc bypassed Cech's hands. It didn't go around the goalpost.

The football slammed into the goal post with a crisp sound.

Chelsea fans were in shock, and Van Nistelrooy of Nottingham Forest grabbed the second point. The king of the small penalty area has a very keen sense of smell in front of the goal. He appeared on the ball's landing point for the first time and kicked the shot.

Cech had fallen to the ground, struggling to get up. But it seems that it is too late, but he stretched out his hand but he was still far from the football.

Captain Terry flew forward and leaned across Cech.

"Van Nistelrooy!"

"It hit Terry!"

"Is it handball?... It doesn't look like! The referee didn't say anything. Terry successfully kept the goal. This was the Forest's best chance so far in the first half... What a shame!

Terry blocked Van Nistelrooy's shot with his chest. If the angle is wrong, it looks like Terry turned around and blocked the football with his arm. Eastwood raised his hand to signal Terry's handball to the referee. The referee ignored him and gave the Forest a corner kick.

Van Nistelrooy, who shot the goal, didn't bother with the referee, and he scratched his head in annoyance. It's a shame not to score the goal. Before the shot he made a special observation, except for a Cech lying on the ground, and did not see a Chelsea player.

When Van Nistelrooy took a shot, Dunn also lifted his **** away from the seat, stretched his hands forward, ready to cheer for the goal. But when he saw Terry blocking out the football like a heavenly soldier, he slapped his palms on the ground, unable to celebrate, and became a creeping posture.

"Luck! Luck! Luck is too **** bad!" Unwilling Tang En kept muttering.

"Chelsea escaped, Mourinho took a sigh of relief in the seat. Now there are three minutes before the end of the first half. If there is no accident, Chelsea will enter the halftime with a one-point advantage."

The Forest’s corner kick has been adjusted a bit. Before the Forest team got three corner kicks, all of them went straight to the goal, the effect was not good. This time they switched to a short corner kick.

Van der Vaart passed the football to Ashley Young, who came up to meet him. Yang did not rush to pass, but passed the football to George Wood. The Forest team intends to make full use of the last three minutes, they pass the ball patiently, looking for Chelsea's defensive loopholes.

Chelsea all retreated, intending to defend until the end of the first half.

The Forest team kept passing the ball from left to right and from right to left. Chelsea are not fooled, their defensive formation is kept very close, not giving the Forest team a chance to find a straight pass to the dangerous area.

Van der Vaart is the core organization of the Forest team. Football has been passed to his feet many times, but he does not have a good chance to send the football to where it should go. Now he is more like an ordinary passer. The ball is passed out again, and then the ball is received and then passed out. Football always moves laterally.

Now what the Forest team needs is not a horizontal pass, but a penetrating pass. If it's just a cross pass, that is what Chelsea want to see most.

With little time left in the first half, the Forest team was still helpless to face Chelsea's deadly defense.

George Wood in the back was a little anxious. If he could not tie the score in the first half, it would be a big blow to his morale.

He looked around, except for the two central defenders, they all went up. But everyone going up may not have a good effect. Now that the front is crowded with people, our transmissions have passed on our own route and space.

For George Wood, offense is forward. If you can’t move forward, it’s not an offense. If everyone passes sideways, then even if you keep the football on your side in the 90 minutes of the game, you won’t be able to get in.

Do you want to say Wood has any good way of passing the ball? nor.

Van der Vaart's experience and ability in organizing offenses are much higher than him, and there is no way to face Chelsea's barrels. How can George Wood pass football in?

But George Wood has George Wood's football philosophy and methods.

He ran up and waved to Van der Vaart, who was facing him with his back to the goal, motioning for him to pass the football.

At the same time, the fourth official held up a one-minute stoppage time sign from the sidelines. The game time has reached forty-five minutes.

Van der Fatello hesitated. He also wanted to find a pass that could cause a fatal blow and directly penetrate the opponent's defense.

Wood ran closer and closer, and Chelsea players had already noticed him.

"Pay attention to that kid!" Terry yelled from behind, and Essien raised his position a bit, ready to stop Wood.

"Give me the ball!" Wood couldn't help yelling.

Van der Vaart had no choice but to pass the football back to Wood.

The football is rolling towards him, and Essien pounces at him with the football.

George Wood has his own set of football philosophy, which is not complicated at all, very simple—complex does not work, it is simple and straightforward.

He didn't want to transfer football to a defensive corner beautifully-he never thought about it!

Essien initially thought Wood would pass the ball after receiving it, just like the other Forest players involved in the offense. But soon he discovered that the situation was not right. Wood's running speed and pace do not seem to mean stopping the ball... Obviously, he is sprinting, adjusting his pace, he wants...

Shoot!

Essien speeded up the reaction and threw himself out, intending to block Wood's shot with his body.

Wood's sight went over Essien's body and went straight to the goal. He didn't see a path for passing the ball in the crowd, but he saw a path for shooting...

Just a moment, enough!

He stepped on the ground hard with his left foot, raised his arms, twisted his body, and moved his right leg, and slammed up against the rolling football!

"Boom!"

"George_WOOOOOOOOOO...GOOOOOOOOAL!!! What_a_great_GOAL! What a great goal!"

The football camet across the sky above Stamford Bridge and plunged into the net, arousing great glory.

Cech hasn't even changed his position. He was blocked by the dense crowd at the front of the penalty area. When he saw the football appear, the ball seemed to tear through the sky and rushed out of the billowing clouds. It was in front of him in an instant, and it was too late to make any moves. , The football whizzed past my ears...

The speed is too fast, the power is too great...

This is George Wood's football philosophy and method, simple and direct, but also the most effective.

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"George Wood! This is the first goal he scored for the Forest in the European Champions Cup! As a defensive midfielder, his shooting level is not praised, but this kick... is a world wave. There is no doubt about the world wave!"

There were cheers in the tavern in Nottingham City at the same time.

"You are the best, George!"

"Fault them, Captain!"

At the same time at Stamford Bridge, Chelsea fans were temporarily silent, and Forest fans were ignited by this goal.

"George--" Fan leader Fat John roared from the stands.

His brothers followed up and loudly connected: "——WOOOOOOD!!!"

This is a volcanic eruption, and as the temperature rises, the sea water starts to boil. The entire Stamford Bridge stadium is like a pot boiled with boiling water.

"This ball is so beautiful! It's hard to imagine that it came from George Wood's feet... The speed, strength, and angle... If you let him do it again, I don't know if I can score it? But anyway, Nottingham Forest Relying on George Wood's world wave to tie the score, when the first half was about to end, the two sides returned to the same starting line!"

This time, Dunn didn't waste his expression and style on the sidelines. When the football rushed into the net, he jumped up and turned around in the air. After landing, he couldn't wait to hug everyone around him.

"Nice job!" he shouted the phrase through gritted teeth. "Fuckingly beautiful!"

"But I'm really surprised that it was George who scored such a goal..." said Chris Lak next to him.

"Even luck, as long as the ball is scored!"

George Wood, who scored the goal, didn't stop on the court to celebrate with his teammates. After reacting to his goal, he turned and ran to the bench for the first time. After running all the way, he gave a strong hug to Albertini.

De Mie is about to leave. He has taught himself for three seasons, from defense to offense, from how to be a professional player to how to be a captain, he is even more influential than those coaches.

This is for you, Captain...Thank you!

The old and new captains of Nottingham Forest embraced each other.

"George Wood dedicated this goal to Dmitrio Albertini. In his career, this Italian man is one of the most important people in his career. Albertini will retire at the end of this season. If the Forest team can finally reach the finals, it will be the best parting gift for him! George Wood's goal brings the Forest team hope of promotion. An away goal is often worth a thousand dollars at a critical moment!"

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Mourinho has nothing to say about this loss. His players performed well enough to give the Forest team no chance to pass the football in. Unexpectedly, Wood, who has always been the most bad at shooting, pierced Cech’s ten-finger pass with a shocking world wave...

This... is really a crime of non-war!

He is holding a small mini-notebook computer with real-time data of the game on it, which is convenient for him to observe the game and understand the trend of the game. Just now, the statistics of George Wood's shot were also punched out, and it was displayed on the screen.

one hundred forty.

This is the speed of that foot ball.

Mourinho threw the laptop to his assistant, shook his head and said, "What else can we say? That **** is so lucky that even people like George Wood can enter the world wave..."

The Chelsea coach was silent. As Mourinho said, they didn't know what to say. Such a goal is completely unplanned.

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Without even giving Chelsea a chance to kick-off, the referee blew the whistle at the end of the first half. Players from both sides walked towards the tunnel. Wood was favored by the television broadcast, and the camera lens followed him all the time, giving him close-ups, interspersed with replays of his previous break. That's really an exciting long shot, and I can't help but jump up from the seat...

Tang and Dunn stood on the sidelines, watching the players exit.

"Now you can watch Demi's retirement with your usual heart?"

"My old friend is leaving, how can I still have a normal heart?" Dunn curled his lips. "George is George and Demi is Demi. But I am very happy to see George grow up every step of the way, and Demi is also very happy.

In the eyes of the two, Albertini was waiting for George at the gate of the corridor, and grabbed him and patted him on the head. The feeling of intimacy is as if the father praised his excellent son.

"It was an important decision in my coaching career to go to Italy to **** Demi from Atlanta. I hope Demi will help me lead this young team and pass on his experience to young people. He did a great job. Great, now it's my turn to fulfill my promise." (To be continued, if you want to know what's going on, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)

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