Chapter 39: Soul of a mad lion!

Manchester United veteran Blackmore has a large area in the frontcourt and is one of the most threatening offenses in Middlesbrough's offense. After receiving a pass from the backcourt Neil Cowes, he was in the middle circle There were two steps with the ball nearby. After Nedvide retreated, he blocked the course of his progress, but Blackmore still forced a long pass. It was originally a large-scale transfer, but the ball was hit. On Nedved's calf, he flew towards the bottom line, creating a corner kick.
Millwall was overcrowded in the penalty area, Southgate greeted his teammates to mark the defense, the game has reached a fierce heat, this stage is a time when everyone is highly nervous.
The corner kick taken by Hagnett flew towards the goal point, where Southgate had already followed Middlesbrough forward Graham Cavana.
Looking at the ball flying in the distance, Southgate pressed against Cavana, and the two were inseparable. Southgate predicted the football track and was slightly relieved. Although the ball fell at the front point, he and Cavana There is no distance for the header to force, the two almost rushed towards the bottom line, a little too far.
But Kavanagh jumped forcibly, Southgate also jumped up, obviously higher than Kavanagh, even if Kavana headed the goal, Southgate would block the angle even if he used a face!
But Southgate looked incredulously as Kavana shrank her neck, and then leaned back. The ball hit him in the head, and even flew out of the penalty area.
Is this a header ferry? Do the back top do the ball?
Southgate does not know, but he believes that the threat in the penalty area has been lifted.
However, the football popped out of the restricted area. The landing area was inclined at a 45-degree position, which happened to be a weak defense area. Piret stepped forward to grab the falling ball, but rushed up to a Middlesbrough player: veteran Ni Gill Pearson.
As a defender, Pearson directly swings his legs and volleys!
After the ball was shot, Middlesbrough fans in the stands were slightly disappointed.
The guard's footwork is ultimately used for relief.
I saw the ball flying obliquely towards the penalty area, and seeing that trajectory would definitely come out of the bottom line.
But no one expected that this volley from the goal was powerful, and the overcrowded penalty area, Schneider who returned to the defense could not hide, the ball hit his calf, then changed the direction, and the ghost was terrified. , Reflected into Millwall's goal, goalkeeper Keller did not respond, it can be said that all Millwall players are dumbfounded.
"GOOOOOOAL! Middlesbrough overtakes the score! 2:1! 2:1! Middlesbrough is now the top of the Premier League! We originally thought that Cavana helped Millwall header, but it was wrong. , The ball fell outside the penalty area, Pearson caught a volley and missed the goal, but someone in the penalty area helped Middlesbrough, Schneider! The young German teenager blocked the ball into his door. This is an own goal, own goal! Millwall is so sorry, will they lose the top spot because of this own goal? There are twenty minutes left in the game, only twenty minutes left."
All Middlesbrough players involved in this corner offense rushed to the corner flag position, where Pearson was receiving cheers from the fans. Even he himself was unexpected, but the goal of the clearance made a goal.
Schneider held his head dull and he knew what this oolong ball meant.
Not only is the team reversed, but also their top spot.
The young man almost knelt on the ground.
At this time, the two men took the initiative to approach him. Southgate and Nedved, the team's head and vice captains, embraced his shoulders.
"Bernd, cheer me up, it's not your fault, no one will blame you."
"Look up, the game is not over!"
Encouraged by the two captains, Schneider clenched his teeth and raised his head. He looked subconsciously to the sidelines, wondering how their head would react at this moment.
Will he replace him in a rage?
However, when he looked over, Aldridge was beckoning at him, and also pointed to Nedved, in front of Aldridge, Piray, Larson, Trezeguet were already standing there .
As for how long Middlesbrough will celebrate, Aldridge doesn't care.
Although there is not much time left, Aldridge needs to explain to the players the next adjustments.
When that goal came out, Aldridge was expressionless for a moment.
The state of mind seems to be ethereal, and the passage of time is very slow. Brian Robson and Middlesbrough bench coach seats not far away rushed out to celebrate and became an infinitely slow slow motion.
It was an accident that the ball was dropped, but it was also avoidable. Aldrich didn't find himself wrong until this moment!
Although he said that he was content to keep the draw, but he had been thinking about tactics for winning seventy minutes before the game.
The impressive record of the first nine rounds of the league gave him complacency, but he just pretended to be low-key.
Even when he came to the Aya Sumy Park Stadium, he did not pay more attention to defense than before. This is his subconscious mind's rush to win.
In contrast, Brian Robson's Middlesbrough, obviously at home, but played very conservatively, that is really serving the victory.
If he can do it again, Aldridge will definitely not use the same tactics.
Middlesbrough is conservative, Millwall can be more conservative than the opponent, and their counterattacks are sharper than positional battles!
When time goes by, Middlesbrough will be the first to bear. After all, this is their home field, and Millwall is the top team. They are the targets of their chase. In the event of a tie, the side that is hit must be It's Middlesbrough.
Afterwards, Audridge, who was awakened, was full of self-blame. He could decompress the player and relax the player, but no one reminded him to correct him.
I once thought that I had a "future" memory and experience. I had already made a lot of steel, but I was just a fledgling rookie!
The team was reversed, and in the situation of self-defeating Wulong, Aldridge knew that Millwall was pushed to the edge of the cliff. At this time, it was not only the game but also the morale to be saved. Perhaps, there is also his authority and trust as the head coach.
He can only take a risk.
Between the electric light and the flint, Aldridge figured it out. He was too late to blame himself and admire Robson’s fox potential. He needs to respond and respond quickly. Fortunately, the plan for how to build the team is already in him. In his mind, it may not work at this time, and it is not the right time, but he can only make this choice.
Schneider also came to Audridge with Nedved with some anxiety in his mind. Audridge didn’t have much time to comfort him, so he just calmly said to Schneider: "Forget about the lost goal, you are doing very well today Excellent, but I hope you will continue this excellent until the end of the game."
Hearing such words, Schneider almost burst into tears. He clenched his teeth and nodded fiercely. The heavy self-blame in his heart instantly turned into endless fighting spirit, and even made him forget the fatigue of the fierce seventy minutes of competition.
Aldrich made a long story short, arranging his next tactical adjustment to this frontcourt offensive quintet, and although such adjustments are not earth-shattering, they need five people to perform in a consistent and tacit manner.
The game restarted quickly, holding the advantage of a goal, Middlesbrough was more calm and conservative in the next game.
The Middlesbrough fans sang from the stands. Although Brady's "Lion Roar" was also struggling to sing, it was drowned in the 20,000 Middlesbrough fans' singing.
On the pitch, Nedvide took the ball and gave it to Pires on the left without hesitation. Pires took the ball and cut into the middle, directly hitting a long shot above the beam, and surprised Middlesbrough's cold defense.
Brian Robson frowned.
Millwall started to do quite a bit under backwards!
Treze was at the top, Larsson pulled out of the penalty area and leaned to the left, Nedvide was also close to the left in the frontcourt, and Pire quickly became the core of Millwall's attack.
Nedvide passed the ball, Pire caught the ball and Larsen played two over one, Pire went straight into the penalty area and the ball was intercepted.
Pires took the ball inwards, Trezeguet took the ball back to the middle, and Pire took a long shot...
In the ten minutes after the kick-off, Pires was undoubtedly the protagonist of Millwall. He completed a four-foot shot, three breakthroughs, and also created a general header opportunity for Trezeguet.
Piray's personal technical ability is most vividly reflected in these ten minutes, getting rid of extraordinary people, dribbling breakthroughs and exquisite passes and so on.
As a player who scored a goal for Millwall in the first half, Pires naturally became a confidant of Middlesbrough's back line. Marking him and compressing his range of activities naturally became Middlesbrough's top priority. event.
As Millwall's offense continued to develop on the left, Middlesbrough's defensive line inevitably had a tendency to tilt to the right.
Aldridge stood on the sidelines and watched every move on the court. He was at least very pleased at the moment. His team did not lose its fighting spirit when it fell behind.
Nedved, who organized the offense in the midfield and allowed the ball to run back and forth, worked tirelessly. It was like a benchmark that affected every teammate invisibly.
Now Millwall focuses on the left wing, and even on the offensive, he still plays on the left wing, making the game rhythm very fast in the last twenty minutes!
And every time Middlesbrough players face Millwall's offense, they almost subconsciously put their minds on the right.
When Pires was caught on the left and could not play, Aldridge looked up the time on the scoreboard: 88:27, 88:28...
He was full of solemnity, he said: The time for the decisive battle is here!
Fans of Middlesbrough cheered and laughed in the stands. When Piret was intercepted on the left and intercepted, they burst into cheers.
Cowes made a big save, and Blackmore, who was physically unable to keep up with the rhythm of the game, was waiting for the ball in place. Brian Robson was also preparing to delay the time through substitutions and had been waiting for the chance of a dead ball.
Just as Blackmore planned to stop football, a figure appeared in front of him.
Defensive Titan Makelele!
He rushed from behind to block the ball with his chest, and then passed the ball to Nedved in the frontcourt.
After Nedvide took the ball, Middlesbrough's back line involuntarily stared at Pires, but this time, Nedvide kicked the ball with a strong penetrating power and hit the right side. .
Middlesbrough, whose defense line is already somewhat right-handed, the defensive players themselves did not realize how big the space on their left is!
Schneider, who has been invisible since the creation of the own goal, has been walking on the sidewalk, but he has been pressing the opponent's back line.
Nedvide's straight plug penetrated the Middlesbrough back line completely. When Fleming recovered, Schneider had firmly received the ball before the bottom line.
Schneider, who cut the ball inside the penalty area from the bottom line, was extremely calm. The fighting spirit in his chest was stronger than ever. He knew his head was watching him on the sidelines. Now this opportunity is created by the team members' tireless efforts. He cannot squander, otherwise he cannot forgive himself.
There was a sudden chaos in Middlesbrough's penalty area. Pires hit the penalty area from the right and Trezeguet rushed forward. Larson also sprinted from the penalty area line to the goal, which made Middlesbrough's back. The line of defense contracted instinctively and stepped back.
After Schneider stepped into the penalty area, Steve Wicks came up to block, and then Fleming bagged. He did not choose to dribble and calmly passed the ball out.
All Middlesbrough's backline players were shocked when they watched the ball's trajectory.
Not a cross in front of the goal, not a high pass.
The ball actually knocked back from under Schneider's feet to the top of the arc in the penalty area.
The recovery of the back line of defense made a lot of empty space near the arc top of the restricted area.
A blond and majestic horse rushed to the horse, and the horizontal knife immediately flew out!
Aldridge gritted his teeth and clenched his fists on the sidelines. He seemed to be able to see every detail of Nedved's shooting action. His thighs were full of power and beauty. He was like an elegant king, a golden lion !
boom!
A powerful shot was born from the foot of Nedved, and the ball was like a cannonball blasting into the upper left corner of the goal!
"GOOOOOOOOOAL! Pavel Nedved! Pavel Nedved! Millwall equalized the score, now 2:2, 2:2! Millwall kicked Middlesbrough back behind him, They are still the top team in the Premier League!"
Seeing the ball fly into the gates of Middlesbrough, Aldridge suddenly kneeled down on the spot, his fists vibrated up and down in front of him, his head closed and his head roared up!
This goal is extraordinary!
Top of the League One?
Go to hell!
Millwall, the mad lion, has a soul!