Hello!
Claude, what are you doing?
Don't scare people!
Old man, I have a bad heart!
Seeing Makelele lying on the ground like the first two players, Mourinho finally admitted at this moment that he was panicked.
Inverted!
Everything is reversed!
Can we still play in the Premier League?
Even God is beating Chelsea!
The same long shot, with unreserved power...
It's just that Bridge is a little taller than Makelele.
Bridge jumped up and blocked Wang Xiaodong's big cannon with his chest. Just as Makelele turned his head, he was hit hard on the head.
"Farke! Farke!!!"
Magic Bird was so angry that he jumped up and down on the sidelines.
But he couldn't say anything.
The stadium is like a battlefield. This is a place where life and death are determined by destiny, and wealth and honor are in heaven.
Even if Cech suffered such a serious injury, it can only be said that he was unlucky, let alone Bridge and Makelele.
There is nothing wrong with Wang Xiaodong's two kicks.
There was no physical contact, just pure shooting.
It's just that two Blues defensive players happened to appear in the path of the ball. Such an injury has nothing to do with Wang Xiaodong.
"Boss... I'm ready to rest." Seeing Makelele fall to the ground, Bridge struggled to stand up and expressed his loyalty to the magic bird.
The Portuguese looked gloomy and said nothing.
Just like that, Makelele was also carried to his feet by the team doctor, and Bridge took the opportunity to run onto the court.
"Oh...Chelsea has made a substitution."
"No, I didn't change it!"
Even the most experienced commentator will inevitably make his own mistake at this moment.
"Although Makelele was carried off the field, a player who was already on the field came on."
"Bridge looks to have recovered and he's back on the field."
"Chelsea is still fighting with ten men..."
Bridge can recover, but what about Makelele?
Mourinho squatted down and tested Makelele's breath like in Hong Kong movies.
Fortunately, I'm still breathing.
Then he opened Makelele's eyelids like the team doctor did. The Frenchman's eyes rolled up and he looked like he was still awake.
Mourinho felt a little panicked.
It's okay for the others to be injured, but Makelele...
As Chelsea's most difficult barrier to overcome, Makelele's role extends beyond the League Cup.
It is true that Chelsea has reached the League Cup final, but after this game, the Blues still have the FA Cup, League and Champions League to play.
I can't finish this game today and disband the team tomorrow, right?
Now that the team is competing with Manchester United for the championship, what the hell does midfielder Makelele faint?
Hello!
Claude, can you hear me?
When Mourinho was struggling with Makelele's problem, the regular time of the game had reached the 88th minute.
The fourth official pressed the number card several times on the sidelines before raising it high.
"7."
An unusually obvious red number with a twist.
"There were too many injuries and timeouts in this game, and the referee team finally gave 7 minutes of extra long stoppage time!" After seeing this number, Zhan Jun was obviously a little happy, "The game is not over yet, against Wang Xiaodong For Tottenham, there is still a chance to kill the game!"
Such a long stoppage time left Mourinho with nothing to say. After all, if you want to calculate carefully, 10 minutes of stoppage time in the second half is not an exaggeration.
In desperation, the magic bird had no choice but to hold its hands like a trumpet to its mouth and shouted loudly: "Defend! Defend me!!!"
The Portuguese made up his mind to play overtime with Tottenham.
"My God, we fought so hard in the first match. There are more exciting matches to come!"
The fans in the stands were excited, and many even went crazy with excitement.
That's right, the two teams still have the FA Cup to play and the league to meet...
This game was so fierce. The next time they play against each other, the players will have to kick even harder to get revenge!
When the referee showed the stoppage time card, several more players fell to the ground.
But these people were not suffocated by Wang Xiaodong, and there were such players on both sides.
I'm having cramps!
"The game has reached this point, and the players on both sides of the field are a little exhausted." Huang Jianxiang said nervously, "This game is really intense. Tottenham have played all the substitution cards, and Chelsea still has one spot left. "
"But even though Makelele was injured and left the field, leaving Chelsea with one less player, Mourinho did not make any substitutions. On the contrary, the players started to delay time by falling to the ground. It must be said that Chelsea is indeed a well-trained team. A good team.”
Zhan Jun glanced at Wang Xiaodong who was replenishing water on the sidelines and muttered: "I hope Wang Xiaodong can seize this last opportunity!"
As Ballack and Drogba retreated completely, Robben was the only one left at the front of the Blues.
But Peter Pan, like the Invisible Man, has no ability to prevent counterattacks and take off in this game.
Now he is using his abundant physical strength to interfere with the Tottenham midfielder holding the ball.
The ball passed three times and fell down twice, and once again came to Wang Xiaodong's feet.
This time when he received the ball, his back was facing the goal. Ballack immediately rushed forward and put his knee on Wang Xiaodong's lower back to prevent him from turning around.
But Wang Xiaodong, who has had the experience of being a one-stopper before, obviously has doubled his confidence and has come up with many wild ideas.
Facing his teammates' passes, Wang Xiaodong did not step on them. Instead, he raised the toes of his right foot, then quickly turned his body to the left and back, passing around the side of Ballack's center leg.
The German God of War wanted to reach out and pull, but Wang Xiaodong's jersey slipped from his fingertips like silk.
"Pick the ball? The rainbow is amazing!" Huang Jianxiang exclaimed.
"Wang Xiaodong looked like he had eyes on the back of his head. He pointed back with his toes, then bypassed Ballack from one side and rushed over with the ball."
"There are 3 minutes left in injury time. At this point in the game, except for the few players who were substituted later, only Wang Xiaodong still has such abundant physical strength." Huang Jianxiang did not miss a rainbow fart of Wang Xiaodong. opportunity, "He is light-footed, is he going to repeat the wonderful scene of riding alone through the barrier before?"
After passing Ballack, Makelele, who should have appeared in front of Wang Xiaodong, turned into Essien.
The 25-year-old Essien stood in front of the 18-year-old Wang Xiaodong, but he had no confidence at all.
Can you stop him?
Do you want a foul?
With a yellow card on his body, Essien really didn't dare to knock Wang Xiaodong down maliciously at this moment.
Seeing the Blues center back struggling, Wang Xiaodong accelerated decisively.
In an instant, Wang Xiaodong rushed to Essien's side.
The Ghanaian black man's shoulders sank and he subconsciously bumped into Wang Xiaodong.
This is almost the instinct of the defender!
However, when the two came into contact, he felt another recoil force hitting him.
Then his body visibly swayed to the side, and then fell to the side.
Wang Defa! ! !
Essien gritted his teeth, looked hard again, and bumped into him with his shoulders.
Puff puff! ! !
After three consecutive collisions, Essien felt that his shoulder bone was about to be broken.
If this continues, he might actually become disabled.
Since you can't hit it, let's stick to it!
Thinking of this, Essien lowered his shoulders and planned to stick to Wang Xiaodong's side to interfere with the other party.
But at this moment, his shoulders were empty, and Wang Xiaodong suddenly chose an emergency stop.
Eh? ? ?
Why did he stop?
Give up the attack?
Just when Essien turned to look at Wang Xiaodong, his pupils shrank extremely!
Wang Xiaodong, who had already rushed two meters before the top of the arc, did not speed up again, nor did he continue to move forward.
He didn't even look at Chelsea's third line of defense. Instead, he stepped on the ball, took a step horizontally, and then directly lifted his thigh!
Is he going to shoot? ? ?
So should I hide? ? ?
A lesson from past history and a guide for future generations.
At this moment, Essien thought of Bridge and Makelele.
But many years of career still made him grit his teeth and turn his stronger back to the side.
Some of the Blue Army died in battle, and no one retreated!
"boom!!!"
There was a huge muffled sound, like an atomic bomb exploding.
The explosion made the noisy stands instantly alert, but there was a sharp roar in Essien's ears.
Whoosh! ! !
The harsh sound made the Ghanaian tremble all over. He opened his eyes and just saw an old-fashioned jet, dodging Cech's fingers and diving into the net.
