80 minutes of the second half.

It's hard to imagine that Paris has held out for 80 minutes.

This is thanks to the selfless running of everyone, even if one person is lazy, there will be problems in this game.

But they didn't become that shortcoming, they ran as hard as they could, but their physical strength was also at their limit.

On 81 minutes, Bernat was physically exhausted, causing cramps.

Villas-Boas directly transferred Bernat as well as Thilo. Krell was replaced.

In their place were Wag and Kulzava.

Wag's expression was solemn, the difficulty of the game was beyond his expectations, he had never seen such an embarrassed Yile.

Wag wanted to pay his respects to Yile, but was overwhelmed by Thiago. Silva stopped.

"Don't bother him, rookie, do your job and talk less, no one has the strength to talk to you now." Thiago. Silva gasped; "Remember, you have to keep an eye on that South Korean, we can support you before, but in this game, you have to fight alone on your own turf."

Wag nodded vigorously, and he saw this off the field, and Bernat also told him some tips for defending Son Heung-myung.

At this moment, no one is hiding and handing over the experience to the players, after all, losing this game means that Paris is leaving the Champions League stage.

They can't afford to lose.

"Keep on the defensive!!"

Thiago. Silva roared again, and the Parisian players silently returned to their defensive positions, they were silent, but there was a sense of faith that they would never give up.

Ten minutes to go!!!!! ——’

In the stands, Parisian fans closed their eyes and shouted hysterically.

That's all they can do now.

Every minute was an ordeal for Parisian fans, who watched with concern at the crumbling Parisian backline.

Tottenham's attacks have been a source of anxiety for them.

One goal can ruin everything, and Paris can't afford the slightest mistake.

Yi Le was aggressively defending and could feel his team-mates running out of energy again, but at the same time Tottenham's attacking tempo was getting a little struggling.

The attrition is mutual, Paris needs to defend and Tottenham also needs to attack.

And the pressure of the attack also made them feel exhausted.

The biggest problem is the mental level.

Tottenham have been attacking for more than 30 minutes but they still haven't been able to score.

This makes every Tottenham player feel impatient.

These changes, Yi Le can clearly feel, the most intuitive manifestation is that Tottenham's attack is getting more and more impatient, the pace is getting faster and faster, but the connection point is a little unable to keep up, and the string may break at any time.

But not now ....

Yi Le wiped the sweat dripping from his chin and said secretly: Hold on for a while, hold on for a while and you can fight back.

'Tottenham's attacking tempo has become more tempo, and they haven't been able to score for more than 30 minutes, which is not good news for them.

Huang Jianxiang nodded: "But what shocked me more was the resilience of the Parisian team, they are not a team that is good at defending, but in this game, they played a textbook coordinated defensive tactic. There was just one mistake for the full 45 minutes, and the rest of the time there was a tacit understanding that everyone was able to hold their positions and fill the gaps quickly. ”

"And [the thinker] and under the constant maneuvering in Paris, Tottenham's attack has become a little stiff now, which may be a foreshadowing."

French commentator Georges also sighed: "It's hard to imagine that Paris has lasted for more than 30 minutes, they have done everything for this game, yes, this season their games have been frequent accidents, not smooth, but even so, they are still tenacious in the face of every dilemma, they really do never give up, never compromise!" ”

"This is Paris Saint-Germain now, even at a disadvantage, they have never lost their desire to win!"

George clenched his fists and waved them and said loudly, "Come on!" PSG！ ”

On the other side, in the field, with the passage of time, Tottenham is getting more and more anxious.

After every attacking downturn, the eagerness of the Tottenham players is already engraved on their faces.

They were somewhat shocked by the tenacity of Paris.

Waves of offensives, other teams should have collapsed a long time ago, but Paris resisted.

The seemingly crumbling backline has been carried by every Parisian player until now.

With the clock ticking 87 minutes, it was now Spurs who were impatient, knowing that if they didn't score again, they would be eliminated.

So, be sure to score!

On the sidelines, Pochettino was also waving his arms and shouting loudly.

"Move forward! Press forward, don't stay behind, we're going to score! ”

This time, Tottenham were attacking in the truest sense of the word.

Paris is about to face the most dangerous offensive.

All the Parisian players half-crouched down, brace themselves and prepared for the onslaught.

The onslaught was more intense than expected, and as soon as the four Spurs players began to penetrate the Paris backline, the Spurs defenders all pressed near the centre circle.

In successive passes, the Parisian backline finally collapsed and an angle appeared from which to shoot from distance.

Dele. Ali directly bent his bow and arrow, and near the line of the big forbidden area, he exploded with one kick!

"Dangerous!!! ——”

Old Monet screamed, his voice trembling a little.

In the stands, the Parisian fans also held their breath.

The ball smashed like a cannonball into the goal, Dele. Ali smiled even more.

This ball is here!

But the next second, Dele. Ali's smile froze.

He saw from defender Thiago. Behind Silva, a figure appeared, it was goalkeeper Navas.

Dele. Ali was shocked, shouldn't he be on the left?

In the face of this not tricky heavy artillery, Navas stretched out his hands and bent slightly, his waist was slightly arched, and he directly held the ball in his arms.

In fact, in Dele. The moment Ali shot at goal, Navas had a certain judgment and rushed directly to the right.

It's gambling again, but he got it right.

Until now, Navas has some lingering feelings, but the results are good.

He breathed a sigh of relief and tried to slappe the ball to stall for time.

But the next second, he changed his attention.

He saw Yi Le turn around and start running wildly.

It was as if he was telling himself, pass the ball to me.

This back is so familiar.

He also witnessed it during his time at Real Madrid.

It's just that the back number on the jersey has changed from No. 7 to No. 21.

Almost subconsciously, Navas kicked the ball off.

Before the elder Monet could recover from his previous defense, he saw Keylor Navas kick the ball off.

For the first time, his head was full of question marks.

Isn't it time to procrastinate?

But when his eyes followed the ball and saw the figure running wildly below, he understood.

Old Monet didn't have time to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, picked up Mike, and roared hysterically: "Paris!" Counterattack!!! ”

Yile is running wild!

He's fast!

He is desperately squeezing the last trace of energy, and he wants to kill the suspense of this game!

He's going to the Champions League final!

All this is what keeps him going.

At half-time, for 45 minutes, they were all pressed and beaten, and now it was finally their turn to fight back.

There is only one chance to fight back.

But it must be successful.

Seeing this scene, the commentary stations of various countries also fried the pot.

"Paris is fighting back! This team is outrageous, shouldn't it be delayed at this time, but they chose to fight back, which is simply rampant! Duan Xuan couldn't help but exclaim.

George, the French commentator, also roared excitedly in an instant: "Paris's counterattack!" A desperate counterattack in the last moments of the second half!! Easy!! GOGOGO！！ ”

Gavin, the English commentator, was shocked: "Defend him!" Hurry up and stop him, don't let him rush over!! ”

Spanish commentary: "God, what's going on with this team!" They are committing crimes!! At this time, you have to fight back! ”

In the exclamations of many commentators, Yi Le's speed became faster and faster, and no one could catch up with him.

Many people have estimated Yile's physical fitness, but they have found that Yile can run better than expected.

At this time, Yi Le had already entered the opponent's half and rode the dust.

The ball hits the ground and bounces high.

In order not to slow down, Yi Le hammered the ball forward with his head and continued to sprint.

Finally, under the gaze of everyone, Yile entered the forbidden area.

The entire Parc des Princes stadium was instantly silent.

The eyes of Europe and the world are focused on Yile.

Can this goal be scored?

Lowry had already rushed out, vowing to stop Yile from scoring even if he fouled.

But as soon as he entered the big forbidden area, Yile slowed down and adjusted slightly.

Lori was stunned.

Yi Le directly picked up his right foot and shot it out!

The ball grazed the root of Lori's ear and flew out.

The eardrums were vibrating, and Lori looked at Yi Le blankly, his head turning slowly and mechanically.

He saw the ball jumping inside the goal.

The ball is in!