Godfather Of Champions

After the start of the second half, Chelsea used the opportunity of their kick-off to directly launch a fierce offensive against the Forest team. Mourinho's meaning is obvious-not to relax the pressure on the forest team's defense line, not to give the Forest team a decent chance to counterattack, and to firmly control the rhythm of the game in his own hands.

If he is allowed to do so, the Forest team will have a very sad life. Dunn never doubted that Chelsea would be pressured and his goal would be lost again.

If you don't want Chelsea to attack unscrupulously, they must bring some trouble to their defense.

Fight back.

This is the guiding thinking of the Forest team in the second half, no matter how bad the situation is, it must also find ways to counterattack.

Offense is built on defense, and defense is not just to not lose the ball. It should also have a greater effect.

Pikwe won in the aerial battle with Drogba. His Chelsea cross went out and the football landed on the open space in front of the penalty area. Chelsea and Forest have a chance to get the ball.

Lampard rushed up, and George Wood rushed up too.

In the end, Lampard was the first to draw the football, but George Wood used his body to block the close volley.

After a muffled sound, the football bounced high and flew forward.

Ribery ran from the side to the center and stopped the football before Makelele. Instead of turning around to take the ball, he divided the football to Ashley Young, who was rushing on the side.

"The counterattack of Nottingham Forest is really fast!"

Of course, Ashley Young's speed is fast. Ashley Cole is not a waiter. He is fighting Yang for speed, running with the ball and running without the ball.

The two bodies were entangled in the running, and neither wanted to give up. Cole saw that the football was knocked out by Yang and suddenly tackled it. Unexpectedly, Yang's kicking speed was faster than him, and he stabbed the football before him. Now Cole’s foot is firmly stamped on the side of Ashley Young’s foot...

Ashley Young, who was originally running at high speed, was like a wild horse that lost its center of gravity, rolling and crashing to the ground.

The referee's sharp whistle sounded for the first time.

"Foul! ... God, this kick is not light!"

The tremendous energy from the impact pushed Yang out of the court, and he rolled and fell onto the billboard on the sidelines. The fouled Ashley. Cole jumped up for the first time and waved this arm to the referee who was running to indicate that he did not intend to.

"Red card!" Seeing Ashley Young fell out of the field, Dunn jumped up from the coach's bench, waving his fists and roaring at the referee.

The referee only took out a yellow card from his pocket.

"Fuck me!" Tang En, who was very dissatisfied with the result, cursed in Chinese.

Tang glanced at him.

Team doctor Fleming had already ran over with the medical kit, Ashley Young fell off the court, and they didn't need to wait for the referee's permission before going for treatment.

Before leaving, Fleming specifically said to Dunn: "You'd better ask Lennon to warm up now, Tony."

This sentence made Dunn's mood even worse.

Fleming is an experienced team doctor. He said that, it can be seen that Yang must have suffered a lot... Think about it, how could it be okay if he was shoveled from the side to the foot in that kind of high-speed running?

Tang has gone to call Alan Lennon out to warm up.

There was a bit of chaos on the court, and the players of the Forest team swarmed around the referee and Ashley. Cole intending to ask questions. The Chelsea players are separated between them, and both sides have some pushes.

"The referee showed Cole a yellow card. This is the reason for the dissatisfaction of the forest team players. Maybe they hope Ashley Cole will be sent off directly?"

"It's right to change the question sentence into an affirmative sentence. This foul is really serious from a visual point of view. If the referee sends Cole a direct red card, there is no problem...Of course, giving a yellow card is also okay. The standard of judgment is In the head referee's mind. Maybe he doesn't want to lose too much spectatorism in this game?"

Another commentator laughed loudly: "This game itself is not very interesting. It might be better to send someone off and break this balance."

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"Listen to me, buddy. I didn't mean it, hey, I didn't mean it... I went for the ball..." Ashley Cole gave it to the national teammate, the captain of the Forest team. George Wood explained what happened just now. He pointed to Yang lying on the ground and gestured for a "ball".

Wood looked at him coldly, without saying a word. Cole didn't know whether he accepted his explanation, he ran to comfort Yang who was lying on the ground and expressed his friendship.

To be honest, when he knocked down Ashley Young with that kick, he was really nervous, for fear that the referee would directly give himself a red card. Now that I have been cheap, I have to behave honestly.

"This is obviously a foul that can be directly given to the red card!" Some other forest team players surrounded the referee and protested loudly. "We injured one person, but he was only warned by a yellow card!?"

Only then did someone remember to pay attention to Ashley Young's specific injury, and several people gathered around.

"Fleming, how is Young?"

Fleming raised his head to look at the anxious players, said nothing but shook his head.

Van Nistelrooy saw this scene and hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd and gestured to the coaching bench for substitution.

Ashley Young was lying on the ground with his ankle in pain, and suffered such an injury in such a critical match...Although the specific examination results have not yet come out, but if he is unlucky, Yang may miss the next game against Chelsea. In the semi-finals, they may even miss the finals if the Forest team can reach the finals.

Everyone can imagine how painful it is for these professional players to miss important games.

George Wood missed the finals last season. As a result, he held back the energy of the season. During training, he was like an angry lion. He practiced desperately and seemed to vent his regrets about not being able to participate in the finals on the training ground. on.

No one has the mind to find Chelsea players to reason, Ashley Young is injured, and a fight will not make him jump up and continue the game.

Dunn saw the gesture made by Van Nistelrooy, he cursed again, and then called Lennon back during the warm-up.

"Lennon, after going up, give me Ashley Cole that point. He has a yellow card on him. Don't be afraid of him, fight him hard. If you back up, you will hit him. The harder you charge, the more he I don't know what to do. He is afraid of being sent off..."

Lennon nodded, indicating that he knew.

"In addition, Chimbunda is also actively involved in the offense, and Ribery, let him run more toward you, and the team's offensive focus will shift to your side."

"Okay, boss."

"Go!"

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Ashley Young was briefly dealt with by Fleming on the sidelines, supported by the team doctor, and limped back to the bench.

Dunn shook hands with him: "It's a pity, Yang. You almost broke through that kid. The past was a vast ocean and sky."

Ashley Yang Qiang made a smile, but said nothing.

"Go back to the locker room and change your clothes." Dunn waved his hand and sent him away.

The court has returned to calm, and after the fourth official checked Lennon's studs, he was allowed to play. He ran on the court and told everyone about Dunn's tactical adjustments, allowing the team to focus on Ashley Cole.

"Hey." Ribery laughed, "The boss has a good decision. Since the referee didn't send that kid off, we will do it ourselves!"

His words were supported by everyone.

"Wait, what if they shift the defensive focus to that side?" Leighton Barnes asked.

Van der Vaart glanced at him and felt that he was asking this question very stupidly: "Then we will pass the ball to the other side. One side is always weak."

"But if you also go to the right, who will come to the left..." Barnes asked again, and he soon found that everyone was looking at him. "Uh, me?"

"Is anyone more suitable?" Van der Vaart asked rhetorically.

"But didn't the boss say to defend firmly first?"

"The boss also said he would actively fight back."

Barnes still didn't stretch his frowning brows. "Chimbonda went up, and I went up too. Once the opponent steals the ball and counterattacks, we only have two central defenders and one George... I always feel too risky."

What he said is not unreasonable. It is almost fatal to fear that the opponent will steal the ball and counterattack.

Wood, who had been silent for a while, stood up: "I'll come."

Everyone didn't understand what he meant by this sentence, and didn't respond for a while.

He added: "Barnes doesn't have to go up. When attacking, if necessary, I go to the left. If I lose the ball, I will immediately return to defense, and if necessary, I can foul the frontcourt."

Everyone turned their heads to look at him, it was not like he had said it.

"Do you have any comments?" Wood asked when no one was speaking.

Ribery shook his head quickly: "No!"

"Neither did I."

"No no."

"Then it's settled, get ready to kick off."

Everyone dispersed.

The Forest team’s frontcourt free kick did not directly and simply make a long diagonal pass. Ribery passed the football to Van der Vaart, and the Forest team planned to organize a positional battle.

After shifting the football sideways to the left, the Forest team suddenly shot the football back to the right with a long pass. Lennon beautifully unloaded the ball in the air and faced Ashley Cole.

Cole noticed that Van der Vaart was nearby. When he was paying attention to Lennon, he was also careful to prevent Van der Vaart from cooperating with Lennon.

Lennon raised his right foot, as if he wanted to pass the ball.

Two over one?

Just as Cole's center of gravity moved, Lennon suddenly pushed the football straight out, and at the same time he started to accelerate-breakthrough!

Cole didn't expect this kid to break through so resolutely, so he speeded up without hesitation. When he reacted, Lennon had passed him like the wind, forming a breakthrough...

"Beautiful forcible breakthrough! Nottingham Forest's wing speed may be the fastest in the Premier League. Frank Ribery, Petrov, Ashley Young and Alan Lennon, everyone has a unique speed. ."

After the breakthrough, Lennon passed the football in, Van Nistelrooy grabbed a shot!

It's a pity that the angle is too straight, and Cech, who is well positioned, is directly pressed under him.

Cech, who hugged the football, jumped up from the ground and yelled at Ashley Cole: "Are you distracted, Cole!" He was dissatisfied that his full-back was so easily broken by the opponent.

Cole waved his hand in annoyance, and he looked down on the kid in front of him. Compared with "England Premier League assist king" Ashley Young, Lennon can only be regarded as a star of hope, and his kind of star of hope is not uncommon in English football, which likes to promote himself.

Come on, kid, I won't let you go this time!

Ashley Cole looked at Lennon and said inwardly.

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The Forest team made a comeback, but the person who hit Ashley Cole was not the Lennon he wanted to meet, but the sharper and more experienced Ribery...

Cole successfully pushed Ribery to the wing and prepared to let him stay out of the bottom line, but he didn't expect Ribery to make a hook and stabbed it from Cole's legs when the football was about to go out of bounds!

Before Cole turned around, Ribery suddenly speeded up and got rid of Cole. Form a breakthrough again!

After breaking through Cole, Ribery did not choose to pass directly, he was still rushing in, planning to go straight to Huanglong!

Carvalho cursed secretly and forced him to make up his defense. The space behind him can only be given to other teammates.

Ribery still wants to break through, but the space he can display in the penalty area is too small. Carvalho kept the football out of the bottom line in response to changes.

The Forest team got a corner kick.

"The Forest team launched attacks on their right side in a row. They successfully broke through Ashley Cole twice in a row.

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Mourinho stood up from his seat. Of course he could see that Dunn wanted to focus his offense on Cole's side. He did not intend to change Cole. It is not certain whether a person can withstand this kind of shock. His way to make up for it is the team's defensive support.

"Terry!" he yelled off the court, and when Terry looked over, he pointed at Cole, "Go and help over there!"

Don't need to be too clear, Captain Terry knows what to do. He commanded the defensive line to tilt to the left on the field. The Forest team wants to come forward and carry a yellow card for Ashley Cole, and they absolutely can't let them succeed.

After Chelsea focused defensively on Cole's wing, the Forest team's offense was hindered, and they were unable to score several times and could only wander outside.

After Van der Vaart took the ball again, he was still facing the heavily defended Chelsea on the left. He glanced at the other side: nothing.

Huh?

The Dutch frowned. The guy Leighton Barnes was afraid that the rear would fall behind and stay behind, but what about George? Didn't he say that if he needs to attack, he will go to the left to support it? Where are the others now? Not a single shadow!

Stupefied, Van der Vaart's ball was stabbed by Essien!

bad!

Van der Vaart wanted to turn around to grab it, but it was too late. Nevertheless, he turned around and desperately pursued it.

He only ran two steps before not chasing, because Essien's dribble was stopped by George Wood. The two met in high-speed sports. The final winner was the stronger Wood. Essien threw out, but he kept the football.

Van der Vaart came back to meet Wood, and Wood passed the ball to him.

"Where were you just now?" Van der Vaart asked him after receiving the ball, "I was looking for you, so I was cut off..."

"Preparing to run over." Wood replied very concisely. After speaking, he ran to the left.

Looking at his back, Van der Vaart shrugged helplessly, always a little uneasy...

Facing the bloated right-hand corridor again, Van der Vaart looked at the middle road. The middle road was abrupt... it seemed impossible. Only to pass to the left, he transferred the football bigfoot.

At the moment of the pass, Wood was still out of sight.

Will he really appear there? After playing football, Van der Vaart thought a little regretful.

"A wide range of transfers, but there are no Forest players over there...ah, wait!"

A red figure rushed in from the TV camera like lightning.

That is George Wood.

He appeared exactly where the ball fell. However, it is quite difficult to stop the football in this high-speed running. What's more, football was very, very close to being realized at that time, and the height was not low.

Van der Vaart's pass was a bit big.

Let it out of bounds?

He didn't give up the word in Wood's mind.

He leaped high in the sprint and stopped the football with his chest on the touchline!

"The stop is beautiful, but..."

Makelele appeared in front of Wood unconsciously.

Many people did not expect this meeting, including Van der Vaart who passed the ball to Wood. He originally thought that there was already a blank open space, as long as Wood stopped the ball, how to adjust and how to adjust, it is not a problem to pass or dribble, anyway, no one will follow up for a while.

Unexpectedly... Makelele had already been waiting!

Mourinho leaned his body on the back of the chair. Dunn's adjustments could not be beyond his expectation. Next, it depends on whether Makelele, who specializes in defense, is good or you, a half-hearted offensive player, are good...

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The football stopped a bit high. Makelele waited for it to fall a little on the touchline and robbed the ball. Anyway, Wood had already jumped outside in order to stop the ball. He was not afraid.

Damn, why is this football so tall... Makelele looked up at the falling football. Because Van der Vaart passed the ball very hard, in order not to let the ball go out of bounds, Wood didn't care about the technical action of stopping the ball with his chest, stopping straight up and down, the height is indeed a bit outrageous.

The height is right...

Makelele was about to jump up and head the ball out, but someone jumped out one step ahead of him. A dark shadow obscured most of the sky above Makelele.

He saw that face clearly...

George Wood!

Bastard, since when did this kid... Makelele temporarily changed his mind, he didn't bounce with Woodby, he was stuck!

He twisted his body to separate Wood's body from the boundary. He knew that Wood was going to push the football into the pitch. As long as he got stuck in the position, Chelsea would still have the football push in. He was still not afraid of losing the ball.

Wood jumped in the air to push the football into the field, and Makelele saw the ball fly in and let Wood go to chase the ball. If he is still blocking there, he is blocking the foul...

At the speed of Woodby, Dunn smiled when he saw this scene off the court.

It's almost the same for Luo!

When Wood headed the ball, he exerted a lot of effort. He knew Makelele was waiting for him. If the ball was lightened, the opponent would only need to take two steps to get the ball. So he topped far enough that he would neither fall behind Chelsea players nor let Makelele easily get it.

After he landed, Makelele had already ran three steps, about three meters away.

George Wood looked like a cheetah preparing to attack behind its prey. With a low growl, his muscles exploded with tremendous energy, rushing out like an arrow.

Makelele didn't have to look back to be able to feel the dangerous aura quickly approaching behind him, which was instinctively felt. Of course he knows that he and Wood can't take advantage of the speed, but he can use his experience to get the position. As long as the position is stuck, you must slow down no matter how fast you are.

The football is still jumping in front of the two, attracting the two to fight for ownership.

Makelele moved a step sideways and got stuck in Wood's path. But before he could stand firm, he felt a huge impact on his back, bumping him into a stagger...

When Wood saw Makelele’s running posture, he knew that he was going to jam his position. If he really got stuck, he would have no other choice but to foul... He relied on his strong physical fitness to forcibly change to the left and hide. After driving this route, the speed did not decrease, and he still rushed towards the football.

Nevertheless, his impulse was brought to Makelele.

In the world of football, France's Makelele is an alternative. He is not good at attacking, his body is not strong enough, and his height is only 1.7 meters, but his defensive ability in the midfield can be ranked in the top three in the world. His rich experience, excellent defensive skills and accurate judgment are the tricks that make him unique in the world of football. With him in the midfield, it is as if there is an indestructible iron gate, which makes the back line and goalkeeper feel at ease.

Chelsea can win two consecutive seasons of Premier League titles, which has a lot to do with Makelele's tireless running and interception in the midfield. His presence ensures that Chelsea's defense is limited and threatened.

But this time, the iron gate was knocked open by a crack...

Makelele staggered and couldn't guarantee balance. Seeing Wood overtaking by his side, he threw his whole body up unwillingly, intending to drag Wood forward.

So everyone saw such a strange scene-Makelele hugged his hands on Wood's waist in embarrassment, but Wood did not intend to stop at all. He dragged Makelele to continue running forward, although his speed was affected... …

The referee put the whistle in his mouth, he was still hesitating whether to blow it or not...Is this situation considered a "favorable attacker"?

Wood finally got the ball again. He didn't care that he was still dragging a Makelele on his body. He kicked and shot directly while running!

"Here again! George Wood-the ball...did it score?"

The commentator saw the football on the broadcast stand as a cannonball blasted towards Chelsea’s goal. Cech flew to make a save, but the net behind him was still lifted. He almost shouted "The ball is in again!" The calmness of the moment did not make him embarrassed.

Cech was lying on the ground, looking up at the net lifted by the football, the football had fallen in front of the billboard. He has a feeling of escaping from the dead...

The football didn't make it to the goal, and Wood's shot from about a forty-five degree angle missed the goal, shocking the Chelsea man in a cold sweat.

Watching the football hit the side net, Wood waved his hand a little annoyed. Only then did he turn around and see Makelele lying on the ground, the other side also looking at him.

Is this kid a monster? Makelele stared at Wood steadily, as if he wanted to see through him, see through his infiltration structure, and see whether the creature standing in front of him... is it a human or something...

Stamford Bridge was shocked by the scene just now and fell into a brief silence. No one knew what to say about the attack just now and booed it? Still applause?

Wood looked at Makelele, did not go up to stretch the man, turned and ran away.

If it weren't for this pesky, he could have a more relaxed choice. With a living person on him, he can only choose to shoot in a hurry... In fact, he wants to pass the ball to his teammates. He knows how many catties he shoots.

A failed attack. Because he didn't score a goal, Wood gave himself such an evaluation in his heart.

But who knows what kind of attack you see in the stands, on the court, behind the TV, through those pairs of surprised eyes...

Tang En, who was in a trance, was suddenly awakened by a "pop". Dunn next to him pressed his thigh and grinned, "You can win!" (To be continued, if you want to know what happened, please visit www.qidian .com, more chapters, support authors, support genuine reading!)

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