'Borussia Dortmund's defence was so solid that we couldn't find space to organise an effective attack.

Lawrence glanced at the timer, 79 minutes, a full 34 minutes since the start of the second half, no matter how much Tottenham bombarded, they just couldn't break the door of Dortmund.

The gang turned into a wall and denied Tottenham countless shots.

In the high-intensity attack, the physical fitness of the Tottenham players is already in a very severe test.

Yi Le gasped on his knees, and Dortmund felt exhausted, a tactic that completely stifled Yi Le's passing.

Their attack was hampered and their passes could not be found in the box.

They need to change ....

Yi Le wiped the sweat on his face, and took advantage of a dead ball opportunity to walk towards Son Heung-min and Dele. Ali.

"I remember you two were very good at long-range shots!"

Hearing this, Sun Xingmin and Ali glanced at each other and nodded one after another.

Yi Le pursed his lips and said, "Next, the rest of us will continue to harass the big penalty area, and you two will see the opportunity to try to shoot from a distance." In fact, Dortmund's tactics left us helpless! ”

Sun Xingmin frowned and said, "But I can't get my long-range shot with Ali!" ”

Yi Le sighed and said, "Miracle of great strength!" I believe in you. ”

Then, Yi Le patted the two on the shoulder and left.

Dele. Ali was a little dumbfounded and said, "What does he mean?" ”

Sun Xingmin smiled bitterly and said, "He let us go and score a goal!" ”

Dele. Ali: ".........."

......

After the sideline ball was kicked out, Thomas. Carroll received the ball, only to see him look at the big penalty area, frown slightly, and then pass towards Yi Le in the middle.

Yi Le receives the ball and makes a right transfer.

Son Heung-min broke through with the ball, but was eventually forced by Dortmund's defenders and had to make a return pass.

Yi Le regained possession of the ball, and his eyes lit up as he watched the net gradually transition from the right side to the middle.

It's now!!

Yi Le faces the football and makes an inside instep push.

It's a do-ball.

It happened to be in the gap in the Dortmund defence.

Dele. Ali came from behind, he adjusted the angle, and it was a furious shot against the football!

Bang!!!!

With a muffled grunt.

The ball smashed into the goal like a comet.

It's just that the ball didn't get on target, and it didn't get past the defenders, kicked Schmelzer's back, and bounced off.

......

"Dele. Ali's long-range shot !!!! ”

Lawrence got up until he saw the ball bounce back, then he lamented: "It's a shame that we didn't score, but Tottenham have started to change their tactics and they started to try long-range shots from outside the box, and that's no problem, it's just that Alli's long-range shot needs to be practiced a little more." ”

Lawrence also knew in his heart that Dortmund had really disgusted Tottenham.

They gathered a large number of defensive forces in the big penalty area, directly blocking all kinds of passes from Yile.

When Yile can't make a difference, Tottenham will need to look for change.

In the next five minutes, Son Heung-min, Dele. Ali tried to shoot from distance one after another, but the results were mediocre.

Tottenham seldom score from distance and can only be considered a sharpening of the gun at this point.

Dortmund defended resolutely.

Tottenham are also getting more and more anxious.

Time is running out.....

87 minutes!

Narrator Lawrence has already begun to pray...

"God! Let's score a goal, just a goal!! ”

In the stands of Tottenham, the fans also stood up one after another, and they anxiously looked at the Tottenham players who were bombarding in front of the Dortmund goal.

The whole White Hart Lane was rarely quiet...

All were praying.

One by one, they clasped their hands to their chests or pursed their mouths tightly, holding their heads, looking nervous.

Faces are engraved with anxiety and longing!

A pair of eyes are staring at Dortmund's big penalty area, and they want to see through it!

All it takes is one goal!

Please!

Just one goal!!

Tottenham fans prayed to themselves.

......

Second half, ninety minutes!

It's stoppage time.

Tottenham are one goal away from qualifying!

At this moment, Tottenham gave it their all!

On the field, all 11 Tottenham players pressed on, including goalkeeper Lloris also came to the front court to participate in the attack!

They're going to score!

Do everything you can to score!

Tottenham were already on the edge of the cliff at this point, and they had no way back.

Taking a step back would be an infinite abyss!!

......

"There are only 90 seconds left in the race." Lawrence's hoarse voice was heard through the loudspeaker.

'This could be Tottenham's last chance to attack!'

"No goals! It's going to be eliminated! ”

"Captain Lori has abandoned the door, it's time to give it a go!"

......

"Press! Press on! Press it all on me!! ”

Lori roared at the top of his throat, his voice trembling and anxious, and he beckoned the team to press up.

"Sun!! Pull the right wing!! Pull out a gap for Torres!! ”

Yi Le couldn't care about anything else at this time, the massive physical exertion made his legs as heavy as lead, but he couldn't stop moving forward.

Son Heung-min and Schmelzer are engaged in a fierce physical confrontation.

They are constantly providing for each other with their bodies.

Sun Xingmin's whole face was flushed, and he said with a hideous expression: "Get out of the way!" Bastard!!!! ”

"Don't try to break through my defenses! Don't think about scoring!! Schmelzer also roared.

Yi Le roared angrily, and the green tendons on his neck burst out: "Aldeved, press up, fight for the top!" ”

"Everyone!! Everybody pressed up!! Fight for the top!! ”

"Time is running out!! Weigh it all on for me!!! ”

Yi Le was outside the box, and he watched the near-frantic physical confrontation in the box.

There were 20 people crowded in the big forbidden area, and they kept pushing and shoving.

One by one, their expressions were hideous and painful.

At this moment, everyone's physical strength has been overdrawn,

But no one gave up!

They gave everything for their respective victories! All! All!

When the time came to 92 minutes, Yi Le saw that the referee had begun to look down at his watch constantly, which made him more and more anxious.

He understands that they only have one chance to attack!

To whom?!!!

Suddenly, he saw an arm raised high in the chaotic crowd in the big forbidden area.

It's a call for a pass!

Yile gritted his teeth!

At this moment, he understands that he can only trust his teammates!

Yi Le adjusted, and his body was tilted 90 degrees to the football.

This is a preparatory move for Beckham's arc.

Bang!!

The soccer ball is volleyed out!

The black-and-white soccer ball crossed the air in a graceful curve and landed towards the penalty area.

At this moment, the entire forbidden area is boiling!

Everybody's jumping, they're all fighting for the top!

But the difference is that Tottenham want to score!

Borussia Dortmund need to spoil this goal!

......

The entire White Hart Lane stadium was silent, only the hoarse shouts of the players on the court.

The fans were afraid to wear it, they couldn't sit still anymore, stretched their necks, and looked forward to the attack.

In the quiet stadium, there are only Lawrence's commentary...

"I know you've done it all! I know that you fought bravely for victory! I'm so proud of you, win or lose! You're all good! ”

"Now, all the fans, please pray with me!"

"There's only one thing we can do."

With the prayers of countless fans, the football crossed a graceful curve in the air.

Torres was in the crowd, and he carried the defensive strength of three men and jumped suddenly.

He jumped high, he jumped high.

He alone even pressed down three defenders of the opposing team!

In the frightened expressions of the Dortmund players.

Torres meets the ball with a lion shakes his head!

The football flew straight to the gates of Dortmund.

Tottenham fans' eyes widened, their hands clenched tightly together, their knuckles white.

Can I get in?

Can I get in?

Under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands, the Dortmund goalkeeper showed his prowess and hit the ball with a back-to-back shot.

Both fists hit the ball and he denied Torres this shot.

Oh!!!!!!!!!! ——————

One by one, the Tottenham fans let out a wail.

A feeling of despair crept through my heart.....

Suddenly, the stands exclaimed again...

People follow prestige.

Due to the deviation of the goalkeeper's strike on the ball, the ball flew diagonally to the right.

At this time, most of the players are in a state where they have just landed and need to be buffered.

Only one player rushed to the landing point of the football.

That's Yile!

As early as after passing the ball, Yi Le rushed frantically to the big penalty area.

His act brought light to Tottenham.

Under the sun, the black hair was wanton, and his expression was a little painful, but he pressed his teeth and rushed to the landing point of the football.

The soccer ball bounces on the ground...

At this point, Yile was still a meter or two away from the football.

What to do?

Yi Le didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, only to see him kick his back foot, and the whole mermaid jumped out.

He tries to angle the ball as much as he can, pushing the ball into the goal....

The ball hit Yi Le on the forehead, and with a slight flick of his head, it flew towards the goal again.

At this point, Dortmund was on the left side and he didn't have time to make a block.

All the Dortmund players could only watch with horror on their faces as the ball drilled into the net!

Knock knock....

The soccer ball dances quietly inside the net.

The entire White Hart Lane stadium was silent.

Tottenham fans looked at the ball beating as if it were one with their heartbeat.

Everyone looked at the referee almost in unison.

Even Yi Le was lying on the ground, and he didn't have time to get up before he looked over.

In countless pairs of eyes looking forward to it.

The referee looked at the goal, lowered his head to confirm the time again, and saw that he would slowly point to the middle circle and blow a whistle like heaven!

Goal validation!!!

Rumble!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ————

Wow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ——

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!!!

The entire White Hart Lane Stadium is boiling!

Yi Le snorted, and he quickly got up from the ground.

At this time, his emotions were indescribably excited.

He frantically rushed to the bottom of the stands, and let out a hideous roar!

And Tottenham fans are also frantically responding to him.

"Easy! Easy! Easy! Easy! Easy! Easy! Easy! Easy! Easy! Easy!! Yes~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!!!! ”

Suddenly, it's hard to be confident, and you can't help it.

In Lawrence's roar, everyone can read a thousand emotions.

It was clearly a sign of feeling ecstasy and not being able to bear it.

He couldn't even organize the language, and could only call out a 'surname' in a monotonous voice.

He repeated it ten times.

"Tottenham scored! Tottenham got the goal again! We're at the end of the game! At last! The last moments killed this game! ........”

The narrator suddenly fell silent and didn't speak again for eight seconds, and then he muttered with a hint of crying, "This is crazy! Call me crazy, call me crazy! ”

From his choked trill, everyone could feel that this might be the shock of a miracle!

This is what football should be like!

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