Vol 2 Chapter 97: Score or eliminate!

"Dortmund's defense is very strong, we can't find a neutral position and organize an effective attack."
Lawrence looked at the timer for 79 minutes. Since the second half started, it has been 34 minutes. No matter how Tottenham bombarded, it was impossible to break the door of Dortmund.
These guys turned into a wall and rejected Tottenham's numerous shots.
In the high-intensity offensive, the physical fitness of Tottenham players has been in a very severe test.
Yi Lei gasped on his knees and Dortmund's iron bucket array made him feel exhausted. This tactic completely killed Yi Le's pass.
Their offense was blocked and the ball could not reach the penalty area.
They need to change ...
Yi Le wiped the sweat on his face and took the opportunity of a dead ball to walk to Sun Xingmin and Dele. Ali.
"I remember you two are very good at long shots!"
Wen Yan, Sun Xingmin and Ali looked at each other and nodded one after another.
Yi Le pursed his lips and said: "Next, the rest of us continue to harass the big penalty area. You two look for opportunities to try more long shots. In fact, Dortmund tactics make us helpless!"
Sun Xingmin frowned: "But my long-range shot with Ali is not good!"
Yi Le sighed: "A miracle! I believe you."
Subsequently, Yi Le patted the shoulders of the two and left.
Dele. Ali was dumbfounded and said, "What does he mean?"
Sun Xingmin laughed bitterly and said: "He let us go to Mongolia to score a goal!"
Dele. Ali: "........."
...
After the sideline kicked out, Thomas Carroll caught the ball and saw him glancing at the big penalty area, frowning slightly, and then passed to Yi Le in the middle.
Yi Le catches the ball for a right-hand transfer.
Sun Xingmin took the ball to break through, but was eventually forced by Dortmund's defensive player and had to pass back.
Yi Le held the ball again. He looked at the defensive net that gradually transitioned from the right to the middle, his eyes lit up.
It's now! !
Yi Le greets the football with an instep push.
This is a ball.
It just happened in Dortmund's defensive gap.
Dele. Ali struggled from the rear, he adjusted the angle, and he was angry with the football!
boom! ! ! !
Accompanied by a mumble.
Football hits the goal like a comet.
It's just that the goal of this ball is not good, and it failed to pass through the defensive crowd, kicked on Schmelzer's back and rebounded.
...
"Dele Ali's long shot !!!!!!"
Lawrence stood up until he saw the football bounce out, and then howled: "No goals, it's really a pity, but Tottenham have begun to change their tactics, they started to try long shots outside the penalty area, this is no problem, only However, Ali's long-range shot needs more practice. "
Lawrence also knew that Dortmund really disgusted Tottenham.
They gathered a lot of defensive forces in the big penalty area, directly blocking the various passes of Yi Le.
When Yi Le can't work at this point, Tottenham need to seek change.
In the next five minutes, Sun Xingmin and Dele. Ali successively tried long shots, but the results were very general.
Tottenham rarely breaks through long-range shots, at this time it can only be regarded as a temporary grinder.
Dortmund's defense is firm.
Tottenham is also increasingly anxious.
Time is running out ...
87 minutes!
The narrator Lawrence has begun to pray ...
"God! Let's score a goal, just a goal !!!"
In the Tottenham stands, the fans also got up one after another, and they looked anxiously at the Tottenham players who were bombing in front of the Dortmund goal.
The entire White Hart Lane is quietly rare ...
Everyone is praying.
They held their hands tightly on their chests or pursed their lips tightly, holding their heads in a tense look.
Each face is engraved with anxiety and longing!
A pair of eyes stared at Dortmund's big penalty area, they wanted to wear it!
Only one goal is needed!
I beg you!
Just one goal! !
Tottenham fans secretly prayed.
...
In the second half, ninety minutes!
Has entered the injury stoppage time.
Tottenham is one goal away from the promotion!
At this moment, Tottenham has done everything!
On the field, Tottenham's 11 players were exhausted, including goalkeeper Lori came to the frontcourt to participate in the attack!
They want to score!
Do everything and score!
At this time Tottenham had stood on the edge of the cliff, they did not retreat.
Taking a step back will be the boundless abyss! !
...
"The game has only the last 90 seconds left." Lawrence's hoarse voice spread through the loudspeaker.
"This may be Tottenham's last offensive opportunity!"
"No goal! Eliminate!"
"Captain Lori has abandoned the door and the time to let go is now!"
...
"Press! Press! Press me on !!"
Lori roared in his throat, his voice trembling and anxious, and he beckoned the players to press up.
"Sun !!! Pull the right wing !!! Pull out a neutral for Torres !!!"
Yi Le couldn't care about anything else at this time. The heavy physical exertion made his legs as heavy as lead pouring, but his forward steps could not be stopped.
Sun Xingmin and Schmelzer are engaged in intense physical confrontation.
They continue to supply each other with their bodies.
Sun Xingmin's whole face was suffocated with red expression, and his expression was unbearable: "Give me back !! !!!"
"Don't want to break through my defense! Don't think about scoring !!!" Schmelzer also shouted.
Yi Le shouted in his throat, and the blue muscles on his neck burst out: "Aldved, press it up, fight for the top !!"
"Everyone !!! Everyone presses up! Fight for the top !!!"
"There's not much time !!! I'll press it up !!!"
Yi Le is outside the penalty area, and he looks at the almost crazy physical confrontation in the penalty area.
A total of 20 people squeezed in the big restricted area, they continued to push and run.
They all looked gritty and painful.
At this moment, everyone's physical strength has been overdrawn,
But no one gave up!
They did everything for their respective victory! all! All!
At 92 minutes, Yi Le saw that the head referee had begun to look down at his watch, which made him more anxious.
He understands that they only have one chance to attack!
To whom? ! ! !
Suddenly, he saw an arm raised high in the chaotic crowd in the big penalty area.
This is the signal to call the pass!
Yi Le gritted his teeth!
At this moment, he understood that he could only trust his teammates!
Yi Le made adjustments, and his body and football showed a ninety degree tilt.
This is a preparatory move for Beckham's arc.
boom! !
The football was volleyed!
The black and white football crossed a graceful curve in the air and fell to the big penalty area.
At this moment, the entire forbidden zone is boiling!
Everyone is jumping, they are fighting for the top!
But the difference is that Tottenham want to score!
Dortmund needs to destroy this goal!
...
The entire White Hart Lane stadium was quiet for a while, only the shouts of the players on the court exhausted.
Fans are afraid to wear it. They can't sit still any longer and stretch their necks, looking forward to this attack.
In the quiet stadium, some are just Lawrence's commentary ...
"I know, you have done everything! I know, you fight bravely for victory! I am proud of you, no matter whether you win or lose!
"Now, all fans, please pray with me!"
"We can only do this one thing."
Under the prayers of countless fans, football crossed a beautiful curve in the air.
Torres was in the crowd. He carried the defensive strength of three people and jumped suddenly.
He jumped high, his jump height was very high.
He even suppressed the other three defensive players alone!
In the terrified expression of Dortmund players.
Torres greeted a lion and shook his head!
The football went straight to Dortmund's gate.
The Tottenham fans widened their eyes, their hands clenched together, and their knuckles were pale.
Can you go in?
Can you go in?
In the eyes of tens of thousands of people, Dortmund's goalkeeper showed great power, and he hit the ball back.
In double boxing, he rejected Torres' shot.
Ao! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
One by one Tottenham fans wailed.
A feeling of despair spreads in my heart ...
Suddenly, the stands exclaimed again ...
People follow the reputation.
Due to the deviation of the goalkeeper's position in hitting the football, the football flew towards the oblique right.
At this time, most players are in a state of just landing and need a buffer.
Only one player rushed to the goal of football.
That is Yi Le!
After Yi Le passed the ball, he rushed into the penalty area frantically.
His behavior brought dawn to Tottenham.
In the sun, the black hair is wanton, his expression is a bit painful, but he is slamming his teeth and rushing to the landing point of the football.
The football bounces ...
At this time, Yi Le is one or two meters away from football.
How to do?
Yi Lei didn't care about three, seven, twenty-one, only to see him kick back, the whole person jumped out.
He adjusted the angle as much as possible to push the football into the goal ....
The football hit Yi Le's forehead, and as he shook his head slightly, he flew towards the goal again.
At this point, Dortmund's goalkeeper was on the left, and he had no time to block.
All Dortmund players can only face with horror, watching the ball get into the net!
咚咚咚 咚咚咚 咚咚咚 咚咚 ....
The football beats quietly in the net.
The entire White Hart Lane stadium was silent.
Tottenham fans looked at the frequency of the football beating as if it were their heartbeat.
Everyone looked at the referee almost neatly.
Even Yi Le was lying on the ground, and he looked around before he got up.
Looking forward to countless pairs of eyes.
The referee looked at the goal and lowered his head to confirm the time again. He saw that he would slowly point to the middle circle, blowing a whistle like a natural sound!
The goal is valid! ! ! !
boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Wow! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! ! ! !
The entire White Hart Lane stadium is boiling!
Yi Le hit a spirit, he quickly climbed up from the ground.
At this time, his emotions were beyond words.
He rushed madly underneath the stands, and his grim roar vented!
Tottenham fans responded to him frantically.
"Easy! Easy! Easy! Easy! Easy! Easy! Easy! Easy! Easy! Easy! Easy! Ah ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ !!!!!! "
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In Lawrence's roar, everyone can read out thousands of emotions.
It was clearly a performance of feeling ecstasy, but unable to calm down.
He could not even organize the language, but could only monotonously call out a ‘surname’.
He repeated it ten times.
"Tottenham scored goals! Tottenham scored again! We are at the end of the game! Finally! At the last moment, the game was killed! ......"
The commentary was suddenly silent, and he didn't speak for another eight seconds. Then he cried with a trace of crying, "This is crazy! Say I'm crazy, say I'm crazy!"
From his choking tremor, everyone can feel that this may be the shock of the miracle!
That's how shocking football is!
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