Godfather Of Champions

Chapter 1053 The volume of clouds is light and the wind is light, this is destiny (the second update is completed, ask for a monthly ticket)
Mourinho was not reconciled to a tie. When the game was about to enter injury time with 15 minutes left in the game, he replaced the offensive player and continued to strengthen the offense.Hope to blast the Forest team's goal and end that embarrassing record before Twain's last game.

Under his roar, the Manchester United players also realized that this is a game that must be won-if they are successfully attacked by the Forest team at the last minute, then the efforts of the entire season will be in vain.

You must know that there has been news that Arsenal leads their opponents 2:0 in another stadium.If nothing else, Arsenal will win.

Manchester United cannot pin their hopes on others. Only by striving for goals can they ensure that their fate is still in their own hands...

Seeing that Manchester United stepped up their offensive, Dunn stood up from his seat, whistled and gestured on the sidelines, and then Nottingham Forest shrank their defenses and entered a defensive stance.

In fact, it is a defensive counterattack.

The harder Manchester United attacked, the more chances the Forest team had.Twain trained this team, teaching them to be patient when the opponent had the upper hand.As a hunter, nothing is more important than patience.

Therefore, even if Manchester United stepped up their offensive, the Forest team's defense showed no signs of panic, as if they were already ready to wait for Manchester United to attack.

During this period, Manchester United won no less than five shot opportunities, but with the joint efforts of the Forest team, they did not even threaten the Forest team's goal once.The defense led by George Wood lay in front of Manchester United's players, leaving them feeling hopeless.

Although Manchester United has the advantage from the scene, Forest supporters are not worried that their team will concede a goal, but some people think that the possibility of a tie between the two sides in this game is very high...

John Mortenson didn't see it that way.

"I know Tony. I have explained the Forest team's games for more than ten years. This scene is really nostalgic..."

The Forest team in front of us is being besieged by Manchester United, why do you feel nostalgic?
"Nottingham Forest is like a spring. The harder the external force they receive and the shorter the compression, the opponents should be careful not to be hurt by the rebounding spikes..."

Mourinho obviously knew it. He and Twain had been rivals for more than ten years. How could he not see such signs?

He raised his wrist and looked at his watch. It was less than 5 minutes before stoppage time, and the score was still 0:0.Now he has to make a choice.

Should we continue to attack, try to score a goal before the end of the game, win the game, and end our fate?Or should we stop here, defend firmly, hold on to this tie, and win the league championship?

Mourinho didn't think about it for too long. As the manager of Manchester United, he quickly made the right choice.Compared with personal grievances, the interests of the team are more important.What could be bigger than fighting for the league title?

Mourinho thought of this and walked to the sidelines, ready to convey his latest instructions.

A step ahead of him, Tang En had already walked to the sidelines and shouted into the arena: "George!!"

Wood heard Tang En's shout in the noisy environment.Although he is 50 years old, the hoarse voice of the boss has a special frequency, which can always pass through the noisy environment and reach Wood's ears clearly.

Seeing Wood turn his head to look over, Tang En didn't talk nonsense, he just waved his hand: "Attack, buddy!!"

Seeing his gesture, Wood didn't say anything yet, and Bell was already excited.In the second half, his side was closer to the coach's dugout, so he could hear Tang En's words clearly.He simply imitated the leader, waved his hand forward, and shouted: "Attack, guys!!"

At this time, it was time for Manchester United to attack.

Wood and Chen Jian rushed towards Adrian, who was holding the ball, almost at the same time. This scene is not common.When the Forest team defended before, one person went up to steal the ball, and the other person was on the side to protect and wait for the opportunity to pick up the leak.

Adrian was a little flustered by the sudden move of the Forest team. He flicked the football to the left to avoid Chen Jian's right leg, but bumped into Wood.In a panic, he lost the ball at his feet.

Seeing Adrian hit, Wood turned sideways while receiving force, separating Adrian from the football, and broke the opponent's ball in this way.

Wood, who broke the ball, knocked the ball with his heel to Chen Jian behind him, and it happened to pass under Adrian's feet. He looked at the football but was helpless.

After Chen Jian got the ball, instead of dribbling it himself, he made a long pass to the front and gave it to Mitchell.At this time, Manchester United had just completed an offensive, and Mourinho's latest instructions had not yet been issued. The players did not know that they should retreat. Therefore, Manchester United's players were a little slow to respond to the point of returning to defense.

Mitchell stopped the ball, turned around and started dribbling forward with great strides and excellent technique with his feet.With a height of more than two meters, it is effortless to control the ball. After striding forward, Manchester United defender Evans can't keep up.

Seeing this scene, Mourinho temporarily changed his mind. Instead of yelling "Pay attention to defense" on the sidelines, he shouted: "Foul!!"

It is the wisest choice to foul early and stop the Forest team's offense before entering the penalty area.It doesn't matter even if you get a red card because of this, anyway, it's only a few minutes before the end of the game, just grit your teeth and persevere.

Evans seemed to have heard Mourinho's yelling on the sidelines, reached out to grab Mitchell, and put a shovel under his feet.He managed to sabotage Mitchell's breakthrough, but failed to keep the ball under his feet, he shoveled the ball in the other direction.

Balotelli, who came in from behind, just received the ball shoveled by Evans. Another Manchester United central defender, Cathcart, did not expect that the ball shoveled by Evans would fall to Balotelli's feet. Still preparing to intercept Mitchell head-on, now he had to hastily adjust his direction and pounce on the Italians.

Balotelli saw that Cathcart couldn't come up for a while, so he took a few steps forward, ran near the top of the arc in the penalty area, and suddenly took a long shot!
Manchester United goalkeeper Rufejang had long expected Balotelli's comeback move. He soared into the air and hit the ball back with both fists.

The Nottingham Forest fans in the stands let out a huge sigh. It is a pity that this attack did not score.

Many people held their heads in their hands in regret.

But in the next second, their hands holding their heads stretched out and pointed to the sky again.

Guess what they saw?
In everyone's field of vision, No. 13 of Nottingham Forest, wearing a golden armband, appeared in front of the football landing point like a magic soldier, and then swung his right leg in front of the football.

"George_WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO—"

Mortensen stood up from his seat, his voice drawn out, shouting in a way that did not belong to an England commentator.

He couldn't predict the future, but when he saw Wood swinging his legs to meet the ball, he suddenly felt a rush of passion in his chest, and he blurted out.

He just wanted to yell.

The football fell, and Wood didn't have to adjust it from his mother-in-law. Instead, he volleyed directly at the football!
At this moment, Rufejang had just landed and was struggling to get up, ready to throw the ball again.

The football passed by the ear of the left back Fabio who came to cover the defense. The strong wind scratched the Brazilian's ear and made him grin.

Rufe made a leap, but his motivation was insufficient, and his jumping height was limited.The football flew over him, there was no suspense here...

"WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!"

The football hit the net fiercely, swinging the white net and the arms of countless pairs of Forest fans in the stands.

Those white arms waved, as if a strong wind was blowing through the Sherwood forest, making a huge wind sound——

"boom--!!"

“乔治.伍德！乔治.伍德！No.808分钟的入球！诺丁汉森林1：0领先！1：0领先！曼彻斯特联队的冠军梦岌岌可危……不，几乎可以说碎了！”

"It was a powerful blow! George Wood scored his No.11 goal of the season!"

"Aha! This is an unbelievable scene. Mourinho once again lost to Tony Twain. Is this fate? Can anyone say otherwise?"

The commentators expressed their opinions on this goal one after another.

After the TV camera gave Wood a dozen seconds, it immediately cut to the sidelines, paying attention to the performance of the two head coaches.

Mourinho angrily threw away the notebook in his hand, which he would always write and draw when directing the game.Now this book is useless, he threw it to the sidelines and used it as a tool to vent.

Meanwhile, Tony Twain next door rushed out of the coach's bench with his arms raised high, hugging the people around him.You could tell he was excited.There is nothing more perfect than ending your coaching career with a victory.

"Congratulations to Tony Twain. Congratulations to him for winning the last game." In the eyes of these commentators, Mourinho's team was doomed.If Mourinho can hear the voices of these commentators, I am afraid it will not be as simple as just throwing a notebook.He must feel that he has received a great insult - before the game is over, a group of bastards can't wait to announce his failure, can he not be angry?

But no matter how angry he is now, he can only endure the cheers and celebrations of his opponents, so his face is ashen.

On the other side, Nottingham Foresters were celebrating.

George Wood broke free from the hugs and siege of his teammates, and ran all the way, waving his hands constantly on the way, signaling those who stood in front of him to get out of the way.

Then he slammed into Tang En's arms.

He rushed so fast that when he bumped into Tang En, Tang En grinned in pain.

"George, you really..."

He felt the force of Wood's arm holding him, which made him speechless.

But he didn't remind Wood that he was using too much force, he just grinned and endured it.In the eyes of outsiders, he really looks like he is smiling.

Tang En didn't know how long Wood had been holding him, but when he finally let go, he let out a long breath.

But he didn't complain, just patted Wood on the back.

Wood's actions reminded the other players. After Wood and Twain finished hugging, the person who rushed up to hug the boss was Gareth Bell, followed by Joe Mattock, Aaron Mitchell, Mario... Balotelli...there's still a queue behind.It seemed that everyone wanted to come up and give Twain a hug. If things went on like this, by the time Manchester United kicked off, the game would have already entered stoppage time.

The referee had to intervene.

"Gentlemen, I know how you feel, but the game will continue." The referee was actually a little embarrassed.At Forest's home court, he couldn't say too much, so he could only tactfully persuade the players to go back.

But here his influence is far from enough.

No one reacted even the slightest to his words.

Of course, Tang En saw the embarrassing referee behind the crowd. This was his last match, and he didn't want anything to go wrong.So he stopped those players who wanted to come up and hug: "Okay, guys, when you all hug again, it will be dawn." Although he thought he was very humorous, no one laughed.

Everyone just looked at him.

"Go back." Tang En said no more, waved his hand, turned around and walked back to the coach's bench, and sat down.

Seeing him like this, the players also knew that they had no choice but to return to the court and continue the game.

When they all reluctantly returned to the field, Tang En stood up and yelled at the crowd: "Don't let me think about it! If you are equalized by the opponent at the last moment, I will make you look good!!"

He could see that many people had no intention of fighting at all, so he sounded a reminder again.

In fact, he was overthinking.

In the last few minutes, although Manchester United wanted to counterattack wholeheartedly, their offense was chaotic and they fought independently.Mourinho couldn't do anything about it, he could only keep spreading his hands and shrugging on the sidelines. In the end, he just sat on the coach's bench and couldn't get up, silently watching everything that was happening on the field.

Looking at the Manchester United players blindly shooting long shots and running on the field, he suddenly had a feeling of "the general situation is over" in his heart.

It's really evil, can't you beat Tony Twain like this!
He clenched his hands so tightly that his knuckles turned white without even realizing it.

Soon he heard a whistle from the referee, the next second was the second whistle, and the next second, three whistles, the game was over...

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PS, today's update is done.Tomorrow is the last day of "The Godfather of Champions" to accompany you friends. Tomorrow, the third update is planned, and the final chapter, epilogue, and postscript of the grand finale will be released together.So far, this book is completely finished, thank you for your support and attention every day for more than two years.

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