champion godfather

Chapter 673
Sorry, I forgot to post on time today...

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A large-scale theatrical performance is going on in the stadium part of the Luzhniki Stadium, but Shania, who is sitting in the box, doesn't care about it.She's only here to watch the game, she didn't even go out shopping.
Now she just wants the game to start earlier, because if the game doesn't start, Uncle Tony will stay in that mysterious locker room forever.
Fortunately, the cultural performance came to an end soon. As the fans on the scene pushed up the cheers, the starting players of the two teams finally walked out of the corridor in line.
The silver championship trophy is placed directly opposite the exit, separating the two teams.Chelsea players can't help but turn their heads when they pass by this trophy. Many people in the team have the opportunity to touch this honor for the first time. After nine 10 minutes, or 120 minutes, or more minutes, they can Can't hold this trophy with your own hands?
The Nottingham Forest players were also looking at the trophy, with fanaticism in their eyes.The boss is right. After the restructuring of the Champions League, no team can successfully defend the title. Why can't we create history and miracles again?Nottingham Forest is a miracle team, they appeared on this stage to create history and miracles, otherwise what are we doing here?
When the players of the two teams entered the arena, Tang En led the rest of the coaching staff and the substitute players out from one side.There was a group of Nottingham Forest fans near the Forest team's coaching bench. When they saw Twain coming out, they all shouted excitedly: "Tony!! Hey——Tony!"
Hearing their shouts, Tang En turned around and waved his hands with a serious expression on his face.
"You know what we want! Champions! Champions champions—"
The group of fans howled and watched Tang En come to the coach's bench.
Then Tang En stood there, the rain was a little lighter, but it still gradually wet his clothes and hair.He didn't mean to sit back on the coach's bench to hide from the rain. His players were lining up on the court to take pictures and perform some necessary rituals before the game.
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"He's so cool." Gronia, who was sitting next to Shania, whistled.
Shania glanced warily at the strong Hollywood woman who came to Moscow with her to watch the game.
Noticing Shania's little action, Gronia smiled: "Don't you think so?"
"He's a fool, not cool at all." Shania pouted.
Gloria went from smiling to laughing.
"You two are fools, haha!"
Shania pouted, it's not that she didn't want to refute, but she felt that she really couldn't refute...
"Do you need my help, Shania?" Gronia blinked at Shania.
Shania knew what she was talking about, but she shook her head: "No, thank you, Chris. But I want to solve it myself..."
Gronia saw that the little girl was so persistent, so she didn't say any more.
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George Wood, as the captain of Nottingham Forest, lost the coin guessing game with Chelsea captain Terry, so Chelsea got the right to pick a side, and Nottingham Forest got the right to kick-off.
The crowd for the theatrical performance had dispersed long ago. The players from both sides had taken photos together and stood up on the court according to their formations. A big battle was imminent.
It wasn't until the kick-off whistle sounded that Tang En turned around and returned to his seat. His suit had already been drenched by the rain.Tang handed over a dry towel and asked him to wipe the water off his face.
"Exactly as we predicted." After observing Chelsea's starting 11 players, Tang En smiled to Tang.Said "we", in fact, in the disputed position, it was Tang who guessed right.The real football coaching level is just different.
"This kind of finals, if we only pay attention to 'odd', I'm afraid it won't get good results." Tang has his own reasons and considerations. "Grant is not a gambler, or not a pure gambler. At this time, he still cares more about 'stability'."
Tang En nodded and agreed.
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"Friends from the audience, welcome to the final of the UEFA Champions League in the 07-08 season! The opponents are Nottingham Forest and Chelsea from England. The latter is the first time in the club's history to reach the final of the Champions League, while the former is the defending champion. This is a 'Civil War in England'. Chelsea and Nottingham Forest have a lot of grievances in the domestic league. For example, the most famous thing is that since Nottingham Forest led by Tony Twain returned to the Premier League, Chelsea has never been in the league. It may be a small curse to beat them in the Champions League? In this sense, Chelsea may have a certain psychological disadvantage against Nottingham Forest in this game."
However, at the press conference before the game, Grant has categorically denied such a bullshit psychological disadvantage.He doesn't want to talk about this embarrassing record at all, the reason is very simple, not that he feels ashamed that he has not defeated Nottingham Forest, but because this is another bad debt left to him by his predecessor Mourinho, and he feels that he has no obligation to do it for him. The outgoing Mourinho pays off his debts.
In the dressing room before the game, he never mentioned topics such as how many games Chelsea has not defeated Nottingham Forest.Perhaps this may inspire strong fighting spirit in the players, but Grant is afraid of self-defeating and putting the players at a real psychological disadvantage.After all, he is not an expert in mobilizing players' emotions with eloquence in the locker room.
He told his players that Nottingham Forest's most threatening means of attack are their two flanks, so in this final, Tony Twain will definitely strengthen the team's attack on the flanks consciously.Chelsea also have to focus on the wide when defending, and they have to go head-to-head with them - Nottingham Forest play wide, we also play wide.
The game started, just as Grant expected.Taking advantage of their kick-off, Nottingham Forest resolutely attacked from the start through both flanks.
In the 5th minute, Gareth Bale made a cross from the side after actively advancing. The football hit the leg of Essien, who played as a guest right back.Fortunately, Cech has not moved his position, and immediately fell to the ground to stop the football.Apart from shocking the Chelsea fans in the stands, there was no other loss.
"Ah!" Bell looked very frustrated. He put his head in his hands. If the ball went in by accident, the final might be easy.
He was still annoyed, but George Wood had already called his name from a distance: "Go back, Bell!" He was asking Bell to return to the defense, because the ball did not go out of the baseline, but was directly caught by Petr Cech.Van Nistelrooy interfered with Cech in front of him, preventing him from launching a quick counter-attack.But he can't do too much, that will attract the referee's "care" for himself.
Cech bypassed Ruud van Nistelrooy, and sure enough, he threw the football to Essien, and Chelsea wanted to launch a counterattack from here.
Against Nottingham Forest's wing attack before the game, Grant asked the whole team to fight each other.What is tit for tat?That is to say, if Nottingham Forest launched an attack from the left, then as soon as we intercepted the ball, we would immediately counterattack on their left and our right, playing the space after the full-back came in.Success is an opportunity to directly threaten the opponent's goal. Even if it is unsuccessful, the two full-backs of the Forest team can sprint back and forth, exhausted, unable to persist in such a high-intensity game for 10 minutes.After their physical strength declines, their movements are deformed, and their concentration is lost, it will be Chelsea's chance.
Seeing that Essien got the ball, Ribery rushed forward to intercept and interfere in the frontcourt. At the same time, Gareth Bale did not dare to waste time in the frontcourt, turned around and flew back to defend.
Dunn certainly expected that Grant would do this.It's not a terrific tactic, it's a tactic used all over the world against teams that like to play full-backs in assists.Nottingham Forest's wing attack is famous all over the world, and the two offensive full-backs are even more well-known to the world. Idiots will not use their assists to advance into the space behind them.But you can't limit the two full-backs and ask them not to assist. That would be tantamount to self-defeating martial arts.So Tang En's countermeasure is to deploy defenses layer by layer, from the front line to the front line, and then to the back line, to counterattack and interfere on the spot, giving the full backs who have assisted time to return to defense.
As for physical fitness, he is not very worried. Gareth Bell and Rafinha are both young players, and their physical fitness and speed are in a rising period. As long as the team has a good grasp of the situation on the court, they may not be particularly tired .
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Bell this is just a tentative attack.Then Chelsea also made a tentative attack, and then the two sides began to pay attention to defense in a tacit understanding.No one wants to concede a goal at the beginning of the game. This is the final, and conceding a goal means too many possibilities.Neither Twain nor Grant wanted the game to develop in a way they didn't expect.
Although it is mainly defensive, the game is not dull, but there are no goals, and the fighting between the two sides is quite fierce.
The fine-tuning of Nottingham Forest's formation made Chelsea feel uncomfortable and a little awkward.Van der Vaart is very high on the top, almost a "shadow striker", so his threat to Chelsea's goal is obviously greater than being dragged behind with George Wood.In addition, Ribery and Lennon are retracted inward, and they are in the ribs of Chelsea's entire formation. This position makes them feel very uncomfortable to defend.
Therefore, during this period of time, the initiative on the field was firmly held by Nottingham Forest. After 15 minutes, Nottingham Forest began to use this initiative to increase their attacking intensity.
No. 16 minutes, after receiving a pass from Wood, Ribery forced a breakthrough from the ribs and then shot and was saved by Cech.
In the next 2 minutes, Bell made another assist. After receiving Ribery's ball, he kicked a cross.It's a pity that no one in the penalty area outflanked in place. The football flew across the penalty area and flew directly to the other side.Chelsea intercepted the ball and took advantage of the situation to fight back.
After receiving the football, Ashley Cole planned a counterattack.
He first used a feint to shake off Lennon, who was coming up to press, and then decisively passed the football to Ballack after seeing the meaning of the Forest players wanting to counterattack on the spot.
Ballack leaned against Van der Vaart after he got the football and looked at the situation on the field.
Chelsea have to admit that the Forest team's evolution caught them by surprise.But Dunn also had to admit that it was a little risky for him to do so - he relied too much on George Wood.Since Van der Vaart, Ribery, and Lennon are all in the front position, Wood is basically guarding the second half of the midfield alone.As long as the opponent uses a pass to move him away, he can pass through the midfield without resistance and face Nottingham Forest's back line.For Chelsea, which has many long-range shooters, facing the back line can be regarded as entering the range.
Both Makelele and Lampard were running forward, and George Wood chose to defend Lampard.After all, in terms of offense, Lampard is much more threatening than Makelele.
Seeing this scene, Ballack rubbed the ball under his feet without hesitation, passed an overhead ball, and flew straight... Makelele!
Seeing this situation in the middle of the run, Wood slammed on the brakes and threw himself at Makelele.
"Chelsea's counterattack! As long as Makelele can pass the ball to Lampard, he will have room to play!" The commentator shouted.
The football was still in the air, and Makelele saw George Wood rushing towards him aggressively.He knew how powerful Wood was, and this attack must not stop here, otherwise Nottingham Forest would definitely take advantage of the opportunity of both of them advancing forward to attack Huanglong from the middle.
spell!
The two jumped up at the same time while running at high speed, and rushed towards the football.
It looked like Makelele would hit the ball first, and his experience helped him.The rushing Wood is not as flexible in the air as he is on the ground. If the opponent is destined to hit the ball, the only way to stop him is-hit his head on Makelele's forehead!
With a muffled sound, the football bounced out, and the two fell to the ground, neither standing up.
The referee Mitchell's whistle blew. Judging from his gestures, it was George Wood's foul.This penalty aroused the dissatisfaction of the Nottingham Forest players. They thought that this kind of five-five-point ball, the two collided, how could the Forest team be punished for a foul?
The Chelsea players were equally angry. Such a fierce impact was like murdering Makelele!What are you Forest players protesting here?
Players from the two teams quickly flocked together, looking like they were going to do a big fight.The tension created by the final was built from the first seconds of the game and now it's almost sparking.
"Bastard! What are you doing!" Chelsea's Malouda pushed Ribery away. "Want to fight!?"
"You fucking hurt our people!" Franck Ribery wanted to rush up and punch the nigger, but was hugged tightly by Lampard.
"Push them away!"
"Bell, what are you doing up there!"
"Damn, calm down!"
"Look at our players, who made the foul?" Ruud van Nistelrooy loudly protested to the referee, pointing at George Wood who was slowly turning over and sitting up.
The referee followed his gaze, and then quickly made a gesture to ask for a stretcher to enter the field.
The "Iron Man", "Tough Guy", "Alien", "Future Soldier", and "Shrek", who have almost never suffered any injuries in competitions, are covering their eye sockets with their right hands, red blood flowing down Fingers seep from it.Makelele, on the other hand, curled up weakly on his hands, covering his head with his hands, with a pained expression.
It seemed that both of them were seriously injured.
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"Damn it, damn it, damn it—damn it!" Twain walked up and down in front of the coach's bench irritatedly. The team doctor Fleming had already led people up, followed by a stretcher. "Tell them to calm down! It's only been 10 minutes! Damn, it's not the first time I've played in the finals. Why are they all like gunpowder kegs, igniting at one o'clock?"
"Maybe it's because George was injured..." Tang whispered.
There is such an unknown "legend" in the Nottingham Forest team: George Wood is a monster that will never be injured. No one in the world can defeat him on the football field and training ground.Although it may be exaggerated to say this, but seeing that Wood is not at a disadvantage no matter what opponent he is fighting against, as his teammate, he will have a sense of security.
Could it be that the weakness of this monster is the head...
"Look at the performance of him and Makelele, who looks more seriously injured?" Dunn pointed to the field and asked loudly.
George Wood sat on the ground with his head hanging down, covering the bleeding wound with his hands, but other than that there was nothing unusual.Makelele curled up on his hand, and seemed to be still shaking—shock convulsions?
God!
Both Chelsea and Nottingham Forest's team doctors have rushed into the crowd. Their arrival helped the already quarreled manager separate the players from both sides and temporarily calm their emotions-they both focused on their injured teammates. body.George Wood was bleeding for the first time, while Makelele had some concussions.
"This was a very, very intense collision. Neither side seemed to care about themselves or others. They only had football in their eyes..." The commentator's tone was not as excited as before. Now the situation of the two people is unknown. Accidents can be bad.
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Fleming knelt in front of Wood, pushed his hand away, and blood dripped down his cheek onto his clothes.
"Break a hole... Headache?" he asked.
"No." Wood replied in a deep voice, feeling a little gritted.
Next to it, Chelsea's team doctor lay in front of Makelele, stretched out three fingers, and shouted: "Claude, what is this? How much is this?"
"Three..." Makelele's weak voice reached George Wood's ears. He didn't care that Fleming was checking himself, and turned his head to look over.Chelsea's team doctor is slowly turning him over to lie on his back.In the process of turning over, Makelele saw George, and the two looked at each other. Makelele muttered something and then closed his eyes and went to rest. George Wood didn't hear clearly.
"He said: 'Man, you have a hard head'." Ribery squatted down and carefully looked at George Wood's bleeding eye. "How are you feeling, George?"
"no feelings."
"Your head is really hard!" Franck Ribery pouted.
"Okay, Frank, don't get in the way of our work here!" Fleming pushed Ribery away.
"I just want to express my concern for our Captain Superman." Franck Ribery shrugged and stood up, opened his arms and said loudly to the other teammates: "Okay, he's fine. Our captain is a complete monster!"
"Ugh-"
The little monkey Bell laughed.
Makelele's side was simpler. Makelele, who lay flat on the ground for a while, recovered from the dizziness after the impact. He was no longer weak in speech and actions. He slowly sat up and stood up again.He won warm applause and cheers from the Chelsea fans in the stands.

"Makelele! Our tough guy!!"
"Claude, you are the best!"
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Seeing the cheers received after Makelele stood up, George Wood also stood up abruptly from the ground, startling Fleming who was examining him.
"Hey, George! What are you doing!"
"I am fine."
"It doesn't count if you have something to say, but I have the final say."
The two looked at each other.
"Does your head really not hurt?" Fleming asked.
"It doesn't hurt."
"Are you feeling dizzy?"
"No."
Fleming held out a finger: "How much is this?"
"one."
"One plus one equals how much?"
"two."
"What is two times two?"
"Four."
"Where are you now?"
"At the Champions League final."
"Okay, Ribery is right, your head is really hard. But you still have to go down for me, stop the bleeding, change the jersey, and...stitch the wound."
The eight volunteers who were originally responsible for carrying the stretcher had to drag the stretcher and ran down in resentment.
After a detailed examination by the team doctor, Makelele remained on the court, while George Wood walked off the court accompanied by Fleming for further treatment.
Behind him, the referee did not forget to show him a yellow card for the foul. His move "won" the boos of tens of thousands of Nottingham Forest fans.He then "earned" the booing of the other half for himself - by showing Malouda a yellow card for shoving Ribery during the clash.
Each played fifty big boards, and the conflict was over.Chelsea took a free kick at the place of the foul, and George Wood walked to the sidelines to receive on-site treatment from the team doctor.
"I won't give you anesthesia, it will affect your performance later. Suturing the wound is a bit painful, so bear with it." After dealing with the blood on the wound, Fleming was ready to sew up the wound. "Besides, don't blink, it's not easy for me to sew."
Wood stood obediently in front of Fleming, his eyes wide open, as if glaring at the god of heaven.Let Fleming's hands flutter over his eyes, and the needle thread goes in and out of the corners of his eyes. His rough, angular face is expressionless, neither slightly frowning in pain, nor frowning in fear. His eyes flickered, and the rain gathered on his brows, forming water droplets, as if they were about to drip into his eyes like that, but he still stared at them without blinking.He faced the court and looked at the two sides of the game without taking his eyes off it.
This scene was transmitted to the big screen and the TV screen through the TV camera. The fans of Nottingham Forest were excited. Although Chelsea was playing against their team, they were cheering loudly:
"Woodwood! You are the forest!"
"Captain, well done—!"
"With such a captain, we are not afraid of anyone!!"
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As a team doctor, Fleming was not unfamiliar with such on-site first aid. He had done many such simple suturing operations by himself, but standing in front of George Wood, he suddenly felt his hands tremble.He didn't know the reason at all, but he just felt that the right hand holding the needle was not as stable as before.
After holding his breath and concentrating on finishing the suture operation, and then wiping off the remaining blood on his face with a towel, Fleming breathed a sigh of relief.
"Nearly suffocated me. George, I can't even feel your breath, did I just stitch up a dead man's wound?" he complained.
"Can I play?" Wood ignored his complaints and asked.
"No. You still need to change your clothes." A clean set of jerseys had already been delivered by someone next to him.
Wood didn't have any nonsense, and quickly took off the blood-stained jersey-the original red jersey showed a blackened dark red where there was blood.
"Pants off, too." Fleming pointed to his shorts, which were also dripping with blood from Wood sitting there.
Wood bent down to take off his pants, and in an instant his whole body was naked except for a pair of white briefs.
Because of the rain, his strong muscles are shining silver under the lights of the stadium. His toned figure is like a statue of David in the Renaissance period. Even the simple action of bending over to put on trousers becomes extra sexy .
This scene, I don't know how many girl fans will scream excitedly in front of the TV.
"George Wood changed his clothes on the sidelines. This will definitely become an eye-catching piece of gossip news on the second day of the game." Seeing that the two players are fine, the commentator is also in the mood to joke. "This unsmiling player was so cool just now!"
George Wood, who had changed into a new jersey, raised his hand on the sidelines. When the referee waved, he rushed back to the court.
And Fleming returned to the dugout with a medical kit.
"It's not easy for such a young child to have such a calm psychological quality." He looked back at Wood and sighed. "His composure actually made me feel a little nervous... It's a shame."
"There's nothing to be ashamed of, Gary. Such a person is qualified to lead my Nottingham Forest on the field." Tang En answered with a smile beside him.

"He is a lion who never gives up, never fears, the king of the forest."
In the rain, George Wood ran into the field with his head held high. Franck Ribery stretched out his hand in his path. Wood ran past him with high fives and returned to his own position.
In the stands of the Luzhniki Stadium, there was huge applause and cheers. In this tsunami of human voices, the sound of the rain was insignificant.

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