Godfather Of Champions

No one thought that Javier Zanetti would suddenly give up his position and rush to the midfield to grab the ball. Perhaps, his move did not even think of his teammates...

Cambiasso was a little surprised as he watched the captain cut the ball from Albertini's feet, and then watched him rush to the center circle with the ball.

"This is Inter Milan's counterattack! The last moment!"

There was an earth-shattering cheer from the stands of the Meazza Stadium.

"Javier Zanetti! He was still fighting at the end of the game!"

Albertini watched the football suddenly fly out from under his feet and was startled. Then he saw the back of his old opponent, Inter Milan's No. 4, passing in front of him.

He wants to return to defense, the ball is cut off here, if Inter Milan takes this opportunity to score, then he will become a sinner... absolutely must not let this happen!

But just as he was about to run, he saw another figure running by him at high speed.

This is definitely not Inter Milan's correspondent player, because this figure is red, red...No. 13!

"After the heavy pressure on Nottingham Forest, this is the best opportunity for Inter Milan. If they are 3:1, they can go to Nottingham with peace of mind...Oh, no! George Wood...Gosh, he is so fast! Isn't he really just playing?!"

George Wood quickly moved closer to Zanetti, who was dribbling the ball. He was running at full strength, like a leopard chasing prey.

"Asshole! Go up and meet him!" Regardless of whether the players on the field can hear and hear clearly in such a noisy environment, Mancini yelled from the field.

Dunn also rushed to the sidelines, but instead of calling the players back to defense, he was waving forward!

"Don't go back! Damn it! Charge up... Losing one is a loss, losing two is a **** loss! This is our last chance... George, give me the **** cut off the ball!"

Wood caught up with Zanetti who was running with the ball in a flash.

Now the captain of Inter Milan has Pepe standing in front of him, and George Wood is close by him. He knows that looking at speed or forced breakthroughs to get rid of defense will definitely not work, he is not a speed player. But if he is asked to stop and control the ball and wait for the support of his teammates, I'm afraid the opponent will return to defense. Although this can control the football on your team's side and drag it to the end of the game. But Zanetti didn't want to do this. Only one goal was won at home, and when the opponent went 1-0, Inter Milan would be eliminated. For the safety of the team, in order to ensure that they can be promoted, the goal is to win as many goals as possible at home.

The last chance to attack before this game must be seized!

The fourth official appeared between the two referees, and he held up the stoppage time sign. But almost no one turned their eyes to him, and now everyone was attracted by the sudden changes on the court.

"In three minutes of stoppage time, Inter Milan is attacking... If this goal is scored, Nottingham Forest will lose two goals and it will not be easy to return to their home court. But if..."

The narrator hasn’t finished speaking yet, George Wood saw that Zanetti’s lap was slightly larger, and he slammed into it, forced overtaking, and then tackled the ball before Zanetti stabbed the football again. The football shovel was given to Pepe in front!

Zanetti, who couldn't stop the car, kicked Wood in his lap, staggered, and then fell forward...

"Foul!" A huge roar erupted from the stands.

The referee raised his right hand and shook his index finger as he ran along.

"nice shot!"

The roar instantly turned into hiss, deafening, almost heart attack.

Pepe easily received the ball from Wood. He originally wanted to drive forward with a big foot, because most of the Forest players have not had time to return to defense, and long passes are the most time-saving way when they are eager to tie the score. .

But he saw George; Wood had risen from the ground and was waving to him.

wave?

what does that mean?

"Give me the ball!" Wood was stunned when he saw Pepe, and finally couldn't help but shout out.

Pepe passed the football obediently, but still suspected that he had heard it wrong. When will Wood take the initiative so strongly?

Wood received the pass from Pepe and didn't kick forward with a big foot. There was a large gap in front of him. The Inter Milan players had just switched from defensive to offensive and then suddenly changed from offensive to defensive. The players have not yet reacted. No one came up to defend him.

At the same time, in the stands, a faint song suddenly sounded out of a huge boo. Of course, this is not to sing to cheer for Inter Milan, this is the singing of two thousand Nottingham Forest fans. The singing was intermittent, always covered by the boos and roars of Inter Milan fans, but it could not be completely overwhelmed. It is as if a boat fighting with the wind and waves, after being overturned by a wave into the water, it will come out again. Strong winds and waves can throw it into the sky or into the water, but it cannot overturn and no longer appear.

Martins was chasing Wood with his own speed. He quickly caught up to the target, but he was completely at a disadvantage in the physical confrontation with Wood! He wanted to stop the counterattack of Nottingham Forest with a tactical foul from behind, but he didn't expect to hit him. Wood's footsteps were just a stagger, but Martins himself lost all of his weight and fell to the ground.

The boos in the stands were even louder. Inter Milan fans have already determined that every time their player fell to the ground in a physical confrontation with Wood, Wood must have committed a foul. The referee didn’t judge it just because the cunning man’s small movements were very hidden. !

Wood staggered, but quickly stabilized the football.

At this time he suddenly stopped worrying about how he was going to pass the ball because he couldn't care about it.

He saw a lot of open space ahead, so he decided to take the ball forward.

Albertini saw this scene in front, was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly turned and ran forward. Inter Milan's players are defending the original offensive players of the Forest team. If George suddenly plugs in, it will surely disrupt the opponent's defense, so he or others will have a chance. It depends on whether Wood can see it, think of it, or pass it!

Wood is dribbling the ball, but also in a straight line. In front of him finally appeared a man who came up to defend him-Cruz.

As a forward, Cruz's defensive level is really not flattering. George; Wood just flicked the football to Cruz, then tried harder and accelerated! Just walked around the Argentine...

It's so simple to pass a person. Wood didn't have the time to be complacent about his success this time.

But Cruz was stunned. He didn't expect Wood to be so fast. He just turned around and Wood, who was two meters away from him, had already swept past him... It was not that he didn't want to react, such as It was deeply pulled, stretched out and tripped, but he couldn't react at all!

George, who passed Cruz by speed; Wood is already very close to the penalty area where Inter Milan is heavily armed. If he rushes past with his head sullen at this time, there is probably only one result-the ball is broken.

Wood is not an idiot, he slowed down but still moved forward. Cambiasso looked at George; Wood, remembering that when he introduced the opponent before the game, he focused on his defensive ability. As for his offensive level, one sentence passed--" When the Forest team is attacking, you treat him as if he doesn't exist." The previous performance in the game also proved this. How did we score our first goal? Wasn't it because Veron took the initiative to break this kid's ball?

Veron can, why can't I?

I don't know what happened to the opponent, this kid, he wants to take the ball and tear our defense line by himself... He must be crazy!

Let me end you, boy.

Because it was the closest Inter Milan player to the opponent, Cambiasso rushed forward.

Wood's dribbling looked slick, and he did a good job of basic practice, but it was too rigid.

Cambiasso knew that Wood was in good shape, so he didn't plan to hit him like that fool like Matrazzi. A steal also requires a little trick. As long as I make you think that I am going to steal the ball directly and force you to make a move, I will be able to see the opportunity to cut off your botched dribble...

Look good, kid.

Cambiasso stretched out his foot and stabbed at the football. As long as Wood dialed the ball out in a panic as he expected, he immediately turned to jam, then broke the football off, and then organized a counterattack. Zanetti and Martins, Adriano and Cruz have not had time to come back. This is really a great opportunity to fight the Forest team...

George; Wood is also in trouble now, he drove the ball to this place in one breath, what should I do next? Now the front is full of people, and there is a Xie Ding man trying to break his ball. Wood knows very well that if he does not pass the football and stays at his feet, he may be interrupted again. The best case is that he fouls immediately after the opponent steals the ball and delays Inter Milan's attack.

This is not the result he wants. He hopes the Forest team can score and tie the score. Otherwise, why would he have to dribble the ball for more than 30 meters in the backcourt and rush up to do what he is most bad at?

Just when he didn't know what to do, he saw a red figure dangling in front of him and disappeared into the blue-black crowd.

"If you don't know how to pass, pass the ball to the teammate you see. It's that simple."

He didn't see his teammates around, except for the red figure.

The player who fell from the other side was ready to move, and another blue-black figure rushed up, seeming to be trying to double-team him in an attempt to steal the ball and fight back. No time to think about it, let's do it!

Cambiasso's toes were already very close to the football. He did not directly stab the football, but went to the side of the ball, so Wood's stroke was naturally broken. But he overlooked one thing...

England boy, your show time is over...Huh?

Wood did kick the ball when Cambiasso made a steal, but it was not a hasty dial before the breakthrough, but... a direct pass! And, most importantly, what didn't make Cambiasso think of the least is that the football slipped between his legs! In order to steal the ball successfully, Cambiasso split his legs very wide, but he did not expect to open a path for Wood!

Wear the crotch!

But in the crowded penalty area, to whom did his kick pass?

"Albertini!"

No. 4 Nottingham Forest suddenly appeared in the middle of the defensive line. There was no Inter Milan player who specifically marked him around. He received a direct pass from George Wood!

The Inter Milan players did not expect that Albertini would suddenly appear here, and what he did not expect was George, who had been doing poorly on offense; Wood could pass such a penetrating ball. Come!

Albertini stretched his feet to lead the ball, and turned around. He could already see the goal. It was very clear. The expression on Cesar's face mixed with horror and surprise was very clear.

Unexpectedly, the boys of Inter Milan?

Nice job, George! I knew you could do it!

"He's dying, interfere with him!" Matrarch shouted loudly, and rushed up first. Now in the penalty area, he will naturally not use a foul to prevent this shot, but he believes that he can interfere with Albertini's shot by relying on it. Before Albertini was breathing heavily in the front court with his knees on his knees, he remembered clearly that this kind of physical strength, with a little influence, could make him shoot the ball.

I can't run anymore, and I don't have the energy to chase the defense, but because of the trust of the coach and teammates, I was not replaced. Before the game, the boss said that I would play the whole game. I can't just end my game like this without showing anything.

Materach, when I played in San Siro, you kid didn't know which low-level team you were in. I am the master here!

I’m Dmitrio; Albertini, this is my way!

Albertini stretched his foot to take a shot, and Materach flew to block, raising his foot high. But he was out because it was just a fake move. The No. 4 of Nottingham Forest, the No. 4 of AC Milan, exaggeratedly lifted his leg and buckled it again. He flashed past Materach, but Samuel He also rushed over, looking at his appearance, it seemed that as long as Albertini raised his leg, he could take the opportunity to knock the football off.

But Albertini won't give him this chance, he just kicked and shot!

The football flies between Samuel and Materach. It is not fast and not powerful, but it is sudden enough! An arc passed around Giulio; Cesar's hands, then fell, got into the goal and hit the net...

"Fantastic goal!"

"God! Nottingham Forest equalized at the last minute!"

"GOOOOOOOAL!"

"Dmitrio; Albertini, the captain of Nottingham Forest, captured the city of Inter Milan!"

"Nottingham Forest's Jedi counterattack, they won! Two away goals, two!"

Dunn rushed out from his seat, constantly waving his fists vigorously, showing off at Inter Milan's home court.

Albertini, who scored a goal, couldn't suppress his inner excitement, turned and rushed to Wood who passed the ball, hugged him, and then pulled him to the ground forcefully.

"Thank you, George! Thank you!"

"Captain, good job!" Eastwood rushed forward, and more teammates rushed forward, layering on top of each other. Even the veteran Van der Sar ran from the goal side, jumped up and waved his fists.

"George Wood's assist... is really unexpected, looking at the excitement of the Forest team, as if they have already advanced. But two away goals can make the Englishman leave Italy with a smile."

The boos, swear words and roars at the Meazza Stadium disappeared. The singing of two thousand Englishmen resounded throughout the audience. The wind stopped and the waves stopped, the boat was still above the sea, under the sunny daylight, the boat

"... We are from England... We are the best team in England! We are the best team in the world..."

What an arrogant and arrogant lyrics, but looking at this scene on the court now, the word "arrogant" is hard to think of anyway.

Because they really did it.

An away draw with Inter Milan, 2:2! Two away goals are worth a thousand dollars!

Mancini has a gray face and his lips bite white. He seems to have foreseen what he and his team will face in England a week from now.

Damn... asshole!

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The crazy celebration of Nottingham Forest players had to attract the referee to interfere in order to continue the game, but in fact, the time less than two minutes was useless.

After Inter Milan kicked off, kicked into the front, hoping that Recoba on the wing could receive the ball. But the kick was too hard and it flew directly out of the sideline, and they just handed over the ball for nothing.

The next thing is simple. Albertini retreats to the backcourt and uses his skills and experience to firmly control the football at the foot of the Forest team. He does not rush to kick forward and slowly consumes the remaining time. Finish.

When the referee blew the whistle for the end of the game, the players of Nottingham Forest raised their arms and entered the venue to celebrate, while the players of Inter Milan walked back to the dressing room with their heads down. Mancini must come up to shake hands with Dunn because of etiquette.

"Congratulations, Mr. Dunn." Despite his dissatisfaction with the score, Mancini congratulated Dunn with a smile.

Of course Dunn knew that Mancini's smile was squeezed out, and this result would definitely not make him in the mood to laugh, so he replied very wittily and briefly, and the two left. Mancini was interviewed by several reporters in the mixed zone, and then left in a hurry.

Dunn walked to the court and celebrated the "tie victory" with his players.

Albertini led the players to thank the English fans who came from afar, and George Wood followed him.

He thought of the last goal. I didn't expect Wood to pass that kind of ball...Is it bad?

However, regardless of the process, good things are good things. He got the results he wanted, so don't care how Wood passed them on.

Looking at the players celebrating, Dunn didn't want to disturb, he turned and walked towards the corridor.

Inside the pocket of his clothes vibrated, it was a mobile phone. He will tune into vibrations during the game.

There are two text messages, the first one is from Chris; Gronia.

"The game was very successful and the last goal was perfect. Thank you for your support and cooperation these days, Mr. Tang En. I wish you all go further in the Champions League."

Dunn replied, "Thank you too, Miss Gronia", and then turned to the next one.

This is not a text message, but an MMS.

What appeared on the screen of Dunn's mobile phone was a photo taken with his mobile phone.

Shania stood in front of the camera, made a "V" gesture, and smiled happily. Behind her is the crowded stands of Meazza Stadium. At the far end is a red stand, which is a phalanx of Nottingham Forest fans.

Dunn raised his head and cast his gaze to the stands. The fans were already leaving, and he couldn't find any Shania in the chaotic stands.

But this is not important.

The important thing is that Dunn believes that Shania will come, and Shania will come.

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