Chelsea's corner.

Gallas pinched his waist near the corner flag and watched as the players from both sides stood in the box to grab the spot. Suddenly he pushed the ball at his feet and sent a tactical corner.

Joe Cole hurriedly ran out of the box to meet Gallas's corner.

Due to his lack of mental preparation, Joe Cole could only kick a half-high ball in a hurry under Traore's pressure and pass it back to Gallas, who ran back from the danger.

Traore gave up on Joe Cole and ran towards Gallas and the ball at his feet.

Gallas had no choice but to wait for the ball to fall and hoist it high into the penalty area.

Football is like that, sometimes your hard work is broken by an opposing defender's outstretched leg; There are also times when you have no choice but to make a hasty pass that can be hoisted to the opponent's most dangerous goal.

The ball flew high into the Liverpool penalty area and looked unthreatening.

However, a blue figure suddenly burst into the crowd and jumped at the falling ball.

The ball landed thirteen or fourteen meters away from the goal, coupled with the interference of Liverpool's players, no matter how strong Lampard's header ability was, he could not pose a threat to Tang Wu's goal.

But the general of the Blue Army is very smart, and after several long-range artillery shots, he knows very well that if he wants to break through Tang Wu's gate, he must be caught off guard!

So, Frank Lampard's header was just a little bit and the ball was fed to Didier Drogba on the edge of the six-yard box.

The Liverpool defenders were running out, but Carragher was still a step behind and dragged him to the bottom of the table.

Offside?

Or is it not offside?

A number of Reds raised their right arms high and signaled for Drogba to receive the ball offside.

Tang Wu was obviously not among them.

For strikers, there is an obligation to abandon the attack after offside, provided that the whistle is heard, of course; But for the goalkeeper, whether the referee's whistle blows or not, he must take the ball into his own hands at the first time.

"Hey! You're offside! Tang Wu yelled as he ran towards the ball at Drogba's feet.

A one-on-one shot eight metres from the goal, it was a golden opportunity for Chelsea to equalise!

"Danger!" In the CCTV broadcast room, Zhan Jun's worried voice came out.

As the top scorer in Ligue 1 last season, Tang Wu's little trick was not a basis for Drogba at all. For him, all it takes is a kick and a push of the ball into the damn gate.

On the sidelines, Mourinho had already clenched his fists, staring at Drogba with an extremely nervous expression, ready to raise his hands and cheer.

On the other side, Bei Bald's eyes were wide open, staring unblinkingly at the heads-up in Liverpool's small penalty area.

After stopping the ball on his chest, Drogba turned around and faced the goal.

With the strength of the Ivorian beast, even a volley is not a problem.

That's what he did!

Drogba believes in his footwork and doesn't need to continue to adjust. At this distance, even with his eyes closed, he was able to pump the ball into the goal.

What he pursued was to shoot at the fastest speed at the first time, so that Tang Wu couldn't even react.

Boom!

The touch coming from the instep of his foot shows that he succeeded!

The ball flew like a cannonball into the top right corner of the goal.

Going to score?

Are Chelsea going to equalise?

Are the two sides going back to the same starting line?

The Blues fans in the stands held their breath and watched Drogba's every move, gathering strength for the moment to erupt.

Oh my! Let's break through the TO goal once! We know it's sold wrong!

Drogba's every move was watched by Tang Wu, and his brain had long expected Drogba's leg swing. Tang Wu immediately gritted his teeth, stomped on the ground with his right foot, and jumped diagonally upwards to the right.

The Liverpool goalkeeper's sturdy body is like a monkey, leaping forward through layers of resistance in the air.

Boom!

The clenched left fist stretches straight out from the top of the head. The left fist with one more finger was hit by the ball and remained motionless like a piece of steel. The ball moving forward was helpless, so it had to bounce like a higher place.

Syllable!

Tang Wu's body fell heavily from the air to the ground.

Looking around, Drogba's expression of disbelief was seen.

what？？？

The goal didn't go in???

There was an exclamation over the Millennium Stadium.

The exclamation was followed by the lamentation of the Blues fans: "Fack! I said that it should not be sold! ”

"Oh! holy&a;nsp; &a;nsp; sht!”

"What do I see?" The on-site commentators were also very excited.

'Didier Drogba was crouching in front of the Liverpool goal with his hands on his face, and it was clear that the Blues big man would have a hard time believing it was saved!'

"Oh! Oh my God, what a miraculous save! ”

"Magical to, magical save!"

"Magical とと, really magical とと"

The commentator muttered back and forth for a few words and continued: "Seeing such a wonderful save, who else dares to say that TO is not the first goalkeeper in the Premier League!" ”

"No, he's number one in the world!"

"His left hand was made for goalkeeping, he was a genius, a natural goalkeeper!!"

In the commentary booth at the Millennium Stadium, commentators from all over the world are describing the save in their own words. However, this level of save can only be conveyed in replays, and ordinary words simply cannot describe its greatness.

"Roar, Roar, Roar, !!Roar, Roar, Roar, Roar, T

Tang Wu stood up, clenched his left fist like a predator, and condescendingly slapped his chest in front of Drogba.

Bang bang bang!!

One time is not enough, two, three

When Gerald, Hyypia and others rushed over to surround Tang Wu, they stopped Tang Wu's "self-harming" beating.

The Red Army members surrounded them one by one, and Tang Wu stood in the center, holding his left fist high.

This is Liverpool's last line of defence!

Anyone who wants to pass through this must step over my corpse!!

I am the patron saint of Liverpool!!

Tang Wu, who raised a single fist, and Drogba, who squatted on the ground. The two are in stark contrast to each other in the same frame, and perhaps there will be more fights between the two in the future. But this time, Tang Wu is the winner!

At this moment, all the fans who came to the Millennium Stadium to watch the game were all drunk by Tang Wu.

Calm psychological quality, decisive attack, amazing reaction, extreme save, all this is so flawless, so perfect.

Mourinho tilted his head and shook his head helplessly and sighed.

But the arrogant young marshal did not lose his temper because of this, he was just a little disappointed.

With just over half a point in the game, there is still a long way to go for Chelsea and Drogba. What he has to do is to help the players stabilize their minds and organize the next wave of attacks.

Taking advantage of the deadball, Mourinho called Terry to the sidelines and said a few words. The Blues captain brought his coach's words to the table, and the Chelsea players were a little more reassured.

Seeing Tang Wu attack again and hold Chelsea's corner kick in his arms, Bei Bald's face was full of satisfaction.

That's right!

I'm a back three, I'm just letting TO go out of the box and playing a scavenger, I'm just letting him play all the free kicks in the middle and back!

What can you do to me?

Those damn media, close your foul mouths and open my eyes wide for a good look!

TO is the world's No. 1 goalkeeper, and who else would dare to say that we have wasted his goalkeeping skills?

TO is a genius, a goalkeeping genius who doesn't stick to the penalty area!

The world of geniuses, you idiots won't understand, hahahahahaha

No one could see that this bald Spanish young marshal with a smile on his face was already smiling in his heart at this time!