Chapter 148: Forced into overtime
Rumble!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"The ball went in!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! βββ
On the French commentary seat, George jumped up and slapped the table frantically, and old Monet was even more tearful and couldn't cry.
Henry hugged his bald head with a shocked face.
Even the photographers chanted in ecstasy, causing the camera to tremble.
The whole commentary seat is like a god and demon dancing wildly.
George circled around the commentary bench in surprise, and kept shouting: "At the last moment of the game, Paris once again stubbornly equalized, they retained the suspense of victory, and they successfully dragged the game into extra time!" β
"We !! And also!!! Opportunity!!! β
With these words, the whole of Paris was like a thunderstorm.
Bars everywhere were roaring wildly.
Even the cars in motion are honking their horns.
.......
"OMG!! Paris has scored! They scored! Goal from Yile!! β
Huang Jianxiang snatched the microphone and roared angrily: "What kind of game is this!" What a game! This is crazy! This is crazy! In the final moments of the game, Paris seized their chance and equalised, and they continued their hopes of victory! They dragged the game into overtime! β
"It was definitely the best game in the Champions League final!"
"Paris is the perfect embodiment of the belief that you will never give up until the last minute!"
"This stalemate continues, and the final outcome is still in suspense!"
He took a deep breath and said in a trembling tone:
"Easy Pleasure!! Easy Luck!! Crazy Yile, this is Yile! On the final stage, at the moment when the two major attack points in Paris missed the game, he turned into the sharpest spearhead in Paris, and scored twice in the final, he... He is God!! β
And at the Wanda Metropolitano Stadium, the Parisian fans also celebrated wildly.
They screamed, they beat their chests, they made all kinds of noises, they vented their inner excitement.
It was a goal that made their scalps tingle, the fans encouraged the players and the players responded to it.
They gave them the best response with a beautiful goal!
Yes!
With this goal, the suspense of the game remains.
Boas and others also rushed out of the bench at the moment of scoring.
Boas fell to his knees and threw his fist at the sky.
The others also hugged each other, jumping and jumping in surprise.
On the other hand, Liverpool's dugout was deadly silent.
One by one, the Liverpool players' eyes widened, they couldn't believe what was happening in front of them.
Obviously, they were so close to the championship, but Yile's goal destroyed everything.
Klopp sighed helplessly, but he didn't feel too much loss, he knew that he needed to make the most cruel preparations.
This game may really drag on to the penalty shootout.
The final goal was played in slow motion on the big screen, and the camera caught Yi Le's figure.
Many people have doubts about this goal.
After all, with Matip on his side, how did he get to the middle?
In the replay, Yile immediately showed that he leaned back and hit Matip with his back, and Matip also pushed up without showing weakness.
While the two were wrestling, Yile suddenly activated, and Matip, who had lost his center of gravity, fell under the force of inertia.
Seeing this, the explanations of various countries will also be understood.
Matip thought that Yile was going to the back point, so he resisted Yile and prevented him from acting.
But Yile's goal has always been the middle, and this wrestling is just a trap.
After all, Matip has too little experience in the Champions League, and although Yile is not very old, he has won the Champions League three times in a row, so he is much more experienced.
It can only be said that sending Matip to defend Yile was not a smart decision.
......
Anyway, the game has been dragged into extra time.
And the referee blew the whistle quickly.
The Parisian players gasped and walked to their dugout, where they came to the dugout and lay on the ground.
Villas-Boas led the coaches, the team doctor and some substitutes to leap out.
One by one, they find the people they need to serve.
Yile's side is served by the team doctor himself.
After the team doctor came over, he saw Yi Le lying on the ground panting, sweat dripping, and his body temperature was even more frightening.
The team doctor frowned, he directly took out an ice pack, opened Yi Le's pants and stuffed it in.
Tear!!!!!
The cold touch made Yi Le gasp, and the team doctor said: "Don't move, your body should cool down, try to relax yourself, I'll give you a massage." β
Yi Le grinned and nodded, "Give me some water!" β
Mi Litang hurriedly ran over and handed a bottle of energy drink to Yi Le, and then stood aside and looked at Yi Le's eyes were shining.
This game, he watched it and was excited.
Especially the header at the end of Yile, the effect exploded.
Looking back now, Millitang gets goosebumps.
It's just pretty cool.
However, seeing Yi Le's current appearance, he couldn't help but think about how many runs this goal was won through.
Not only MilitΓ£o, but also the substitutes in Paris also looked at the main players who fell to the ground with envy.
Even though they look embarrassed, in this moment, they are glorious.
They are the fighters who bet on the honor of the club in battle!
Wag was about to go to the ice towel when he was kicked by Boas.
"Boy, go warm up."
Waglen paused for a moment, then shook his head and said in surprise: "Understood, boss! β
Boas turned his gaze to the front line, watching Cavani and others stick out their tongues one by one, he was a little helpless.
No one!
At this time, he misses Neymar + Mbappe very much, and no matter how bad it is, it is okay to have Mbappe.
Otherwise, overtime will be secure.
But the problem is no, and now Boas can only rely on this lineup.
Boas's tactics remain the same.
It's still a high-level pressing.
He also thought about playing passing, which would save some energy, but the offensive effect was not ideal.
And the burden on Yile is too great.
He walked towards Yi Le, looked at Yi Le lying there on his back, and couldn't help asking, "How do you feel?" β
Yi Le felt it and said: "My physical fitness has recovered a little, my body temperature has also come down, and I will play for another half an hour, and there will be no problem." β
This guy ....
Boas grinned, Yi Le was telling himself that he didn't want to play.
It's just that Yile is not the Tao, at this time, unless Yile is injured, otherwise Boas will not dare to put Yile down.
Yi Le is the only point that can threaten Liverpool, and he can't give up on it.
"Once the game starts, continue your previous style of play and help Di Maria create some more space to break through."
"Understood!"