Lu Yin Silly Waist

boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

"The ball is scored!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

In the French commentary, George jumped up and slapped the table frantically. Old Monet was crying and crying.

Henry hugged his bald head and looked shocked.

Even the photographers shouted in ecstasy, causing the camera to tremble.

The entire commentary is like a dance of gods and demons.

George was pleasantly surprised to circle around the commentary stand, shouting constantly: "At the last moment of the game, Paris once again stubbornly tied the score. They retained the suspense of victory, and they successfully dragged the game into overtime!"

"We!!! There are!!! Opportunities!!!"

With this sentence, the entire Paris is like thunder on the ground.

Bars were roaring frantically.

Even those moving vehicles are constantly honking their horns.

.......

"My God!! Paris scored a goal! They scored a goal! A goal from Yi Le!!!"

Huang Jianxiang grabbed Mike and roared wildly: "What kind of game is this! What kind of game is this! This is crazy! This is crazy! At the end of the game, Paris seized the opportunity. , Equalized the score, they continued their hopes of victory in Paris! They dragged the game into overtime!"

"This is definitely the most exciting game in the Champions League final!"

"Paris is a perfect interpretation. Until the last moment, I will never give up my faith!"

"This stalemate game continues, and there is still suspense about the final victory!"

He took a deep breath and said with a trembling tone:

"Yi Le!! Yi Le! Crazy Yi Le, this is Yi Le! In the final stage, when the two major offensive points in Paris missed the match, he turned into the sharpest spearhead in Paris and scored twice in the final. He...he is a god!!"

At the Wanda Metropolitan Stadium, Paris fans also celebrated frantically.

They roared, they slapped their chests, they made various noises and vented their excitement.

The goal made them feel scalp numb, the fans encouraged the players, and the players responded.

They gave them the best response with a beautiful goal!

Yes!

With this goal, the suspense of the game remains.

Boas and others also rushed out of the bench at the moment of scoring.

Boas knelt on the ground and threw his fist up to the sky.

The others hugged and jumped in surprise.

On the other hand, Liverpool’s coaching bench on the other side is deadly silent.

The eyes of the Liverpool players widened, and they couldn't believe the scene before them.

Obviously, they were so close to the champion, but Yi Le's goal destroyed everything.

Klopp sighed helplessly, but he didn't lose too much. He knew that he needed to make the cruelest preparations.

This game may really be delayed to a penalty shootout.

The last goal was played in slow motion on the big screen, and the camera caught Yi Le's figure.

For this goal, many people have doubts.

After all, there is Matip defending beside Yi Le. How did he come to the middle?

In the playback, Yi Le immediately showed that he leaned back and hit Matip with his back, and Matip also pushed up without showing weakness.

When the two were wrestling, Yi Le suddenly started, and Matip, who had lost his center of gravity, fell under inertia.

Seeing this, the explanations of various countries will also understand.

Matip thought Yi Le was going to the back point, so he resisted Yi Le and refused to let him act.

But Yi Le's goal has always been the middle, and this fight is just a trap.

After all, Matip has too little experience in the Champions League, and although Yi Le is not old, he has been in the Champions League three times in a row and has much more experience.

It can only be said that sending Matip to defend Yi Le is not a smart decision.

......

In any case, this game has been dragged into overtime.

And the referee quickly blew the whistle.

The Paris players panted and walked to their coach's bench. They came to the coach's bench and lay on the ground.

Boas led the coaches, team doctors and some substitutes.

One by one, they find the objects they need to serve.

On Yi Le's side, the team doctor personally served.

After the team doctor walked over, he saw Yi Le lying on the ground panting, sweat dripping dripping and his body temperature was even more frightening.

The team doctor frowned, he directly took out an ice bag, pulled Yi Le's pants and stuffed it in.

tear! ! ! ! !

The cold touch made Yi Le take a breath. At this time, the team doctor said: "Don't move, your body needs to cool down, try to relax yourself, I'll give you a massage."

Yi Le grinned and nodded: "Give me some water!"

Militang rushed over and handed a bottle of energy drink to Yi Le, and then stood aside and looked at Yi Le with his eyes glowing.

What he watched in this game was an upsurge.

Especially the last header of Yi Le, the effect burst.

Miletang now has goose bumps when he thinks about it.

It's so cool.

But seeing what Yi Le looks like now, he couldn't help but think how many runs this goal was earned.

Not only Militang, the benches in Paris are also looking at the main players who fell to the ground with envy.

Even if they look embarrassed, but at this moment, they are glorious.

They are warriors who bet on the honor of the club!

Wagg was about to go to the ice towel, but was kicked by Boas.

"Boy, go warm up."

Wager froze for a while, then gave a shock, and said in surprise: "Understood, boss!"

Boas turned his gaze to the front line, watching Cavani and the others sticking out their tongues one by one, feeling helpless.

No one!

At this moment, he missed Neymar + Mbappé so much, it would be fine to have an Mbappé.

Otherwise, overtime will be stable.

But the problem is no, now Boas can only rely on this lineup to die.

Boas's tactics have not changed.

It is still a high-level press.

He also thought about kicking pass control ~www.novelmtl.com~ This can save some physical energy, but the offensive effect is not ideal.

And the burden on Yi Le is too great.

He walked to Yi Le, looked at Yi Le who was lying on his back, couldn't help asking, "How do you feel?"

Yi Le felt it for a while, and said, "Physical fitness has recovered a bit, and the body temperature has also come down. There is no problem playing for another half an hour."

This guy....

Boas grinned, Yi Le was telling himself that he didn't want to end.

It's just that Yi Le is not Dao. At this time, unless Yi Le is injured, otherwise Boas dare not put Yi Le down.

Yi Le is the only point that can threaten Liverpool, and he can't give up Yi Le.

"After the game begins, continue your previous play and help Di Mariado create some breakthrough space."

"understand!"