Godfather Of Champions

"Chelsea! Chelsea! Wow!" Chelsea fans shouted their team names in the stands, big and small pubs in London, cheering for the team to take the lead so quickly.

"Chelsea took the lead. They evened the total score. As long as they scored another goal, they would be able to complete the reversal, and at the same time offset the two away goals of the Forest team... Maybe even Mourinho did not expect this game. The start will be so wonderful!" said the TV commentator watching Mourinho who was cheering and celebrating the goal on the sidelines.

"Death to Nottingham Forest! It must be us who went to Athens!"

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"Chelsea's full-court press tactics worked very well. Their crazy pressing in the frontcourt made the Forest team very uncomfortable. In fact, this loss of the ball is not unexpected at all. If coach Dunn has not made any adjustments, the Forest team will still Will continue to lose the ball! I am not alarmist."

The Chelsea players finally celebrated the goal, and they returned to their positions on the field one after another, ready to restart the game.

Albertini shouted to his teammates from the sidelines: "Don't worry, we still have a lot of time! Let them see how good we are!"

Eastwood heard the captain's shout and gave him a thumbs up, indicating that he doesn't need to worry, the team is now in good condition.

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Chelsea fans in the stands were still singing and cheering for the goal just now, and their voices annoyed the fans of Nottingham Forest.

Fat John stood in the front row and shouted back to his fan club: "This is our home court, guys! Don't let those **** Londoners go wild here! Give them a good look and sing our songs. !!!"

Suddenly, the team song of the Forest team rang from this stand. The song spread from here to all directions and soon spread to the other three stands. Chelsea fans could no longer be heard over the city stadium.

"We are the best team in England! We are invincible and invincible! We are fearless! Because we are the best team-because the world is in our hands!!!"

Amidst the singing, the referee blew the kick-off whistle.

Van Nistelrooy kicked the football lightly, and Eastwood followed and passed the ball back to Van der Vaart behind.

Before receiving the ball, Van der Vaart made a gesture to allow both sides to plug in. Then the football rolled to his feet. He did not pass it out, but controlled it, looking for a more suitable line for the ball. , On the one hand, waiting for teammates to enter the attack position.

This time he is not worried that the ball at his feet will be robbed, because there is a "shadow" behind him.

As soon as the ball came out, the Chelsea players pressed it up in accordance with Mourinho's pre-match arrangement, and Makelele directly killed the center circle from the position of the back midfielder, intending to start a robbery in the forest team's half.

Seeing Makelele rush towards him murderously, Van der Vaart knocked the football with his heel to George Wood behind him, then ran without the ball and looked up again to find the best pass line.

Makelele saw the football suddenly reach Wood's feet, froze for a moment, changed the goal and rushed towards Wood.

Wood passed the football back to Van der Vaart again, and then he ran forward on his own.

Chelsea players must still remember Wood's performance in the first round. His active offensive made Chelsea suffer. If this game is like this...

Makelele did not hesitate to turn around to follow Wood.

Dunn told Wood that his task in this game is to defend, to protect Van der Vaart, to create time and space for him to hold the ball, and not to participate in offense. Wood, who has been carefully taught by Albertini for a season, has his own judgment.

At the earliest time, Dunn asked him to protect others, just let him rely on his strong defensive ability to get back the ball lost by his teammates. Now Wood has a different vision. He believes that such protection is negative, and it does not always work in the face of powerful opponents.

Protect your teammates and create time and space for your teammates. You don't have to rely on defense, just use assists!

Wood proved his thoughts with his own actions. Makelele was pulled away, and Essien also watched the "dangerous man"'s sudden insertion. For a moment, there was no Chelsea player beside Van der Vaart who took the ball!

Van der Vaart looked up at the situation ahead. He knew that he didn't have much time. Wood's pretense would soon be seen through by the experienced Makelele. If he hadn't passed the ball, he would fall into the quagmire. .

Left or right? Or in the middle?

His eyes quickly switch on the court, Lennon, Ribery, Van Nistelrooy, Eastwood, four points, which is the most suitable for passing the ball?

This kind of consideration is only a momentary matter. The situation on the football field is changing rapidly, and it is impossible for him to think clearly before passing the ball.

Van der Vaart kicked his foot and passed the football long to Frank Ribery who was running wild on the left.

Able to break through, to pass, to shoot...I will leave it to you, Frank!

Ribery looked back and found that the football was flying towards him. He reduced his speed slightly and prepared to catch the ball.

Of course, Bola Luz would not let such an obvious pass pass over his own defense zone. He jumped in the air, pushed the football out, and cut off the passing route...

"Bola Luz's defense is very timely, this offense of the Forest team...Eastwood!"

The gypsy received the ball from Bolaruze. He did not hesitate to see Ribery running right behind the Dutch defender and immediately thrust his kick to the penalty area!

Ribery looked back and was disappointed when he saw Bola Luz jumping in the air to push the football back, but the inertia of the speed made him unable to slow down and he was still rushing forward. Just when he thought the attack was over, he saw the football appear again diagonally in front of him!

This is a great surprise!

Bola Luz spared the front defense and left the large space behind Ribery.

Relying on speed to break through is his favorite thing, no longer hesitate at the moment, immediately increase the speed to the highest point and chase the ball.

"Chelsea's defense has a hole, Nottingham Forest's chance!"

After receiving the football, Ribery walked into the penalty area. Carvalho, who came to defend himself, didn't dare to go out easily. He could only follow Ribery to the bottom line in an attempt to block him out of bounds.

Ribery, who dribbled in the penalty zone, slowed down and made a false move to shoot, and his feet were pulled up and down. Carvalho just made a defensive posture, and it was no better than cheating to lose his balance.

Getting closer to the bottom line, Carvalho's defense is about to succeed.

Carvalho smiled in his heart, and the pace at his feet slowed down a bit. What if Ribery was looking at the goal and passing the ball and was hopelessly kicking the ball on him to the bottom line? He didn't want to give the opponent a corner kick at the last moment.

Ribery could feel that Carvalho was not as tight as before, and he could even see the goal and goalkeeper Cech. This is the last chance!

Ribery swiped his foot again, and Carvalho thought he was going to make a corner kick, deliberately leaning back, his defensive legs were not completely sealed in front of the ball.

This is not a fake action, Ribery shoots directly!

The football flew by Carvalho, went up and over the top of Cech, who was close at hand, and hit the bottom edge of the crossbar behind him, bounced into the net!

Got the ball?

The ball actually scored!

"What a wonderful goal! Zero angle! Frank Ribery, his goal poured the flames of hope that Chelsea had just ignited into ashes!"

The cheers over the city court reached a peak.

After scoring, Ribery shrugged and looked at Carvalho, who was annoyed in front of him, as if he still couldn't believe that he could really score a goal with a small angle. His celebratory gesture was a greater humiliation in Carvalho's eyes.

Yeah, he didn't expect that Ribery would still want to shoot in this situation and still score...

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"Damn it!" Mourinho rushed out of his seat, waving his fist angrily. He was completely unprepared for conceding the ball so quickly...Who is mentally prepared?

Just now, the whole team was still immersed in the joy of equalizing the total score. I didn’t expect this to be...

"Forty-five seconds." Dunn, who had just celebrated the goal, looked up at the time on the big screen. There was only forty-five seconds of game time between losing the ball and scoring again. He smiled at the people around him: "The score was evened in forty-five seconds. Now it is Chelsea that is hit hard, not us."

"We were only ahead for forty-five seconds! What is Carvalho doing? Ribery can shoot from that angle and score!" Mourinho roared angrily, the people next to him They all dare not take a mouthful, watching the boss get angry. "This is simply a shame on the Chelsea line of defense! FUCK! FUCK!"

The foul language burst out again and again, showing how angry Mourinho is now, simply furious.

The light of hope for promotion only flashed in the front, and then disappeared. This is a terrible blow to people, and few people can remain calm in the face of this situation.

On the other side, on the bench and coaches of the Forest team, everyone was high-fiving.

"Good job, Frank!"

"I invite you to dinner after the game!"

"another one!"

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In the VIP box, Evan Daugherty saw this scene, and he remembered what Dunn had said when he went to his home to chat the other day.

Three points skill and seven points luck.

Tony's gambling luck is really good...

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"Nottingham Forest equalized the score immediately after falling behind. Chelsea didn't expect it at all. Looking at these close-ups, their eyes revealed confusion... It's pitiful, only forty-five seconds ahead..."

The Chelsea fans in the stands of the City Stadium completely turned off. The blow came too fast and too heavy, and many people could not accept this reality for a while.

The fans of the Forest team went crazy. They shouted the name of goal scorer Ribery, and returned all the depression of losing the ball to the Chelsea fans.

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Perhaps the most wronged person in this loss is Cech. He believes in his teammates so much, but he didn't expect Carvalho to release the football. It is too late to make a save at such a close distance. Can watch the football enter the goal. As a world-class goalkeeper, there is nothing to say in the face of such a loss...

He got up and fished out the football from the net, squeezed it in his hand and looked at it for a while, then kicked it back into the middle circle. He can only use this action to express his dissatisfaction, and he can't growl at Carvalho.

Carvalho himself knew it was his mistake, he lowered his head and said nothing. At first, everyone thought that if they equalized the total score and continued to work hard, they would hope to win the game and advance to the final.

Unexpectedly, one of my own negligence... all efforts were in vain.

For this loss, Terry was also disappointed. But he is the captain, and there are more things to consider. He came over and patted Carvalho on the shoulder.

"Don't take this to heart. There is still time for the game. It's not the last minute, who knows the result?"

Carvalho nodded.

"Don't give them a chance, those people have to be very careful." Terry said, looking at the Forest players who are still celebrating the goal. "Although it is strange to me that I haven't won them a game in the past few seasons, I must admit that they are very strong. Hmm... Although the boss said he hoped to go to Athens, no one was left behind. But I think... …If you don’t work hard, you won’t be able to win this game."

Terry smiled at Carvalho.

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The match experienced two mid-round kick-offs in a few minutes, and the atmosphere of the stadium gradually developed into a white-hot. These two goals ignited the passion on and off the court.

Chelsea still insisted on their full-court pressing strategy, and it would be even more useless if it is not pressing at this time. The Forest team responded with a small range of midfield passes.

The two sides competed fiercely in the midfield, and football changed hands many times. No one wants to easily surrender control of the midfield.

The first half came to an end in this chaotic stalemate.

Chelsea are not reconciled to this score, they desperately want to score again. The forest team's defense was more vigilant than before the ball was lost. Even if Chelsea used the frontcourt to steal the ball, it would be difficult to threaten Van der Sar's goal.

On the other hand, Nottingham Forest will focus more on entanglement with Chelsea in the midfield, and the offensive efficiency is also not high. Despite George Wood's protection and sharing, the iron gate of the midfielder composed of Makelele and Essien made Van der Vaart very uncomfortable.

Everyone had no chance. By the end of the first half, the score was still 1:1.

However, the expressions on the faces of the players of the Forest team were obviously lighter than those of Chelsea. This score is not bad for them, even if it remains unchanged until the midfield, it is still them who advance. The Chelsea players are different, one by one frowning, heads down and quickly walked towards the hallway.

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In the visiting team's locker room, Mourinho looked at Carvalho with a bad face, while the Portuguese iron guard who came to Chelsea from Porto with his mentor bowed his head and did not dare to take a breath.

Because of Terry, everyone did not express dissatisfaction with the goal just now, but many people still feel a little unhappy. At this time Mourinho glared at Carvalho, and no one stood up to say something for him.

The boss's tactic is to use physical overdraft in exchange for a lead in the score. They almost succeeded. They didn't expect that Carvalho's defensive negligence gave the opponent a chance to equalize after forty-five seconds. As a result, forty-five minutes of physical energy was wasted, and in the end nothing was gained.

It is an individual who feels uncomfortable when encountering such a thing.

The results of our hard work made it so easy for you to send it out... What you gave out was not a ball, but a ticket to the European Champions Cup final!

Staring at Carvalho for a while, Mourinho said with a gloomy face: "I don't want to see any mistakes in the back line in the second half." Although this was to the whole team, he still looked at Carvalho. . "I want you to understand that maybe there can be one or two mistakes in the defense of Nottingham Forest, but we can't afford half of our mistakes! We are not qualified to make mistakes, we are not qualified to be negligent, we are not qualified to think that victory is in sight! Before the final whistle, keep your nerves up and don't relax!"

After giving lessons to Carvalho, he turned his head to look at Captain Terry again: "John, you should also pay attention to me. You got a yellow card in the first half, pay attention to your actions in the second half."

Terry nodded: "I'll pay attention, boss. But..." He hesitated.

"But what?"

"But boss, you know, there are some things in the football game that are hard to say, and I don't know. In case of a foul, I won't hesitate." Terry stood up and said to his coach.

Mourinho looked at his captain and did not speak. After a while, he turned around and said: "Then you better pray that that never happens before the end of the game. Dunn made it to the final without Wood, and they ultimately failed. I don't want the scene in Nottingham Forest to be mine. Repeat on the team."

Terry sat down silently.

Carvalho, who had been bowing his head, turned to look at him, but said nothing. (To be continued, if you want to know what's going on, please visit www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, authors are supported, and genuine reading is supported!)

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