The red sunset finally rose over Stamford Bridge today, so dazzling in a sea of blue.

"Harvey... Alonso ......," McManaman exclaimed, 'he's the hero of the day, his world-beating kick has brought three league wins in a row at such a difficult time for Liverpool!' ”

Today Liverpool did not fall into the trap of three days ago, and they stubbornly held on to the end.

Abramovic shook his head with his cheeks and left the stands with a disappointed expression, My beautiful football, where the hell are you, why is it still like this with so much money and coaches.

'Congratulations to Liverpool, they have finally stopped their run after the ninth round of the league and are now 11th and they have hope of fighting for the top four,' said Peterson after the game.

"Well done, Xavi (Alonso)", Mack Qin ran to the sidelines to celebrate Alonso's world wave, but also to celebrate the victory.

Hard-earned!

"If we can rely on you to save the team every time, then we are too useless", Alonso was very happy when he scored the goal, joking with him.

"Haha", Makqin laughed happily.

Since meeting Manchester City, Mark has scored every game, won two consecutive league games, and drew in the Champions League, so it can be said that he has been giving Liverpool a blood transfusion to stop the decline.

Now that the team is finally showing signs of recovery after three consecutive wins, they will not seek to win the title, as long as they can get the win they deserve and stay in the first group at the end of the season, they will not be a failure this season.

They can't get involved in the affairs of the club board of directors, but for the sake of the team, for the fans, and even for themselves, they can't give up easily even if this season is difficult.

"Come on, come on", Gerrard waved his teammates around him to gather on the sidelines, shoulder to shoulder, in a circle.

"Listen, guys", Gerald's voice echoed through the red circle.

"Remember the feeling of today, we are slowly coming back, tomorrow we have to continue to play, and we have to fight for every win in the future"

"Forget that we were once champions, put down our bodies, our red flag is not a pile of honors, it is spelled out"

"We are ......," he shouted.

"Liverpool, Liverpool, Liverpool!" The shouts of all the players broke through the sky at Stamford Bridge.

It's like on the surface of the sea, blasting out a sky-high red light!

"We walked through the storm together...... Eventually, we will see the light of day", the visiting fans who came with the team were excited to leave Stamford Bridge for a long time.

Chelsea are their old rivals, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are enemies, with Liverpool having won more in the league and less in the Champions League.

A few months ago they fell to Chelsea in the Champions League and today they finally got their revenge in the league!

Not to mention that at such an important moment, the effect of this victory on Liverpool's morale and form is difficult to estimate.

"Congratulations, I didn't expect you to burst out with so much energy in such a difficult time," Scolari said as he shook Sammy Lee's hand.

"Thank you, we're in luck," he said modestly.

As for the mess left by Benitez halfway, Sammy Lee's plan from the beginning was to do his best to help Liverpool survive this difficult time.

A winless run, chaos at the club, to be honest he doesn't have any requirements for results, the club doesn't give him any hard targets, he's just a transition.

But these games showed him the spirit of the team facing a desperate situation, and they really can't afford to lose again.

October is fast approaching, and if they can't recover their slump in time, what awaits them is the devil's schedule of November third-front battles and the turmoil of the winter break transfer period.

No one wants to stay in a team with no hope, and the reason why Liverpool didn't lose a lot of blood in the summer is because many players have long contracts.

Now he has finally let go of the heart that has been hanging this month, the morale is available, and Liverpool will not collapse in winter!

……

"In a key game in the last round, Liverpool beat Chelsea 1-0 away and have begun to show the ...... of recovery"

Sky Sports was airing Premier League highlights, with Mack and Isabella snuggling up on their couch at home.

He's been busy this month, playing for his country, away from home for clubs, and he hasn't been at Liverpool for a few days, and they have their last game at home to Portsmouth at the end of the month.

Finally, he didn't have to go out, he wanted to take the opportunity to accompany Isabella, his sister Emin stayed after she went to high school, and she used to be accompanied by the active Emin, and they went out shopping when they saw the sky, but now the two of them are getting lazier and lazier.

My sister is accompanied by a bunch of friends and MKQ18 fans at school.,It's the age of playfulness.,The number of times I come to him is obviously getting worse.。

My sister is not staying! He sighed.

"Eh, baby, what are your classes this semester on?" he asked, without words.

Isabella yawned, curled up and nested in the sofa again, "Go to the community to volunteer, and spread the teachings, there are not many classes, why do you have an arrangement?"

If you have an arrangement, you have to have time, and you will definitely not go anywhere next summer, to travel, to the sun and beach!

He secretly made up his mind.

If you meet someone who makes you feel particularly comfortable and loves each other, you actually nest at home, watch soap operas, cook, walk your dog, even if you can't say a few words a day, you will feel full of heart, and you will not be empty at all.

Because the rest are tacit understandings, of course, in reality, it would be good to have one pair out of thousands of pairs.

Not only love each other, but also have a similar temper, the requirements are too high, so it is too difficult to meet, and ordinary people will not meet in their lifetime.

As soon as Markin wanted to imagine a better life next summer, the apple in his hand "Didi" rang out.

"Watch the BBC!" , it's Jonathan.

"Baby, BBC", "Oh"

The splendid hall on the TV, the host in a suit and leather shoes, and the curtain behind the podium with the logo of "French Football" are displayed, which is the scene of the Golden Globe Awards.

At present, the Golden Ball has not been merged with FIFA's World Footballer of the Year, and it is still selected separately by the magazine "French Football".

Later generations have had a lot of fun, but the Ballon d'Or does have a huge impact on football, especially since they expanded the selection to world football in 2007.

Sanz, editor-in-chief of France Football magazine, is introducing the performance of the top three players in the past season, namely Cristiano Ronaldo, Messi and Torres.

The TV camera hit Ronaldo and Messi in suits and leather shoes in the audience at the right time, Torres was recuperating at home and did not go to the scene, this scene Mack Qin seems to be familiar.

Dreaming back to his previous life, how many years have these two goods been inhumanely brushed, he remembers that he watched the live broadcast for two years, and then there was no sense of expectation at all, and Made's despair hurts.

"Cristiano Ronaldo", Sans opened the envelope in his hand and read out the final name.

The lights were on, and Ronaldo, who had never left his head with hairspray, walked towards the stage with a face full of excitement, it is understandable that the first time will always make people feel uncomfortable.

He scored 36 goals in the league last season, eight more than Fernando Torres, eight more in the Champions League, just one less than Mackloin, and almost 50 goals in all competitions combined.

You know, he's in the Premier League! It was indeed an open season, and I won the Champions League, so there is no doubt about winning the award.

"Congratulations on being shortlisted, unfortunately you didn't win the award, and you will continue to come back next year", Mackin picked up his phone and quickly edited a text message to Torres.

It may be that he sent it quickly, and he got a reply after a while.

"I can't wait to get back on the pitch and fight with you guys, the team has been doing really well lately!"

"Take care of your injuries with peace of mind, and next year we will stage the return of the king together! The whole team is waiting for our top scorer."

put down his mobile phone and looked at Ronaldo holding the golden ball on TV, although the two balls were about the same length, he still suddenly felt that the one in Ronaldo's hand was much better than the one he had at the beginning of the month.

"Didi"

"You're in sixth place in terms of votes!" Jonathan's text message came again.

There is no difference between the sixth and the sixtieth, only the first is meaningful, and he doesn't take it to heart.

"That's a good ranking," Isabella said, looking at the text message.

"It doesn't mean much, it's just a little better, and the coaches and reporters who rate next year won't add this year's score," he said with a smile as he put down his phone.

"That's not right," Isabella said, sitting up straight, "Look at your team, one is third and one is sixth, and it is estimated that your captain Steven (Gerrard) will not be too far behind, and Xavi (Alonso)"

"These are the four superstars", she gestured four fingers, "your team must get more attention than before, pseudo-fans like us don't all watch this"

"Do you want to see how you guys play tactics?" , she rarely put on a tsundere posture.

Look at what I'm saying right, hum, praise me...

Mark Qin looked at her with a surprised face, Shibei should be impressed for three days, this is still the one I met at the beginning, I only heard the name of the team, and I didn't even know the difference between the Premier League and the Champions League, did I only know Beckham's girlfriend?

"Yes, baby, you're about to leave the school."

"That's", she raised her snowy neck, squinted at Ma Qin, and seemed to hide a proud little peacock in her heart.

If she didn't have herself, would she still be introduced to the world of football? Mackin was stupid for a while.

Fate is so confusing.

"Eh, there's no reward", after waiting for a long time without response, Isabella was unhappy.

"Haha, there is, there is a big one", Mark pounced on him with a snort, "Ah......"

Now that I've come and changed so many people and things, the two of you are going to turn around.

It's time to rest.

……

The morning sun is not as hot as the previous two months, and the Premier League is about to enter the winter schedule of November.

From the end of this month, Liverpool will face three more battles, the league, the Champions League, and the League Cup.

League, they must not give up.

Champions League, the position is so embarrassing, so uncomfortable, if you lose before, it will be easier.

Carabao Cup, let the substitutes and reserves play.

Sammy Lee and Hugh McAuray emerged from the smoky office and stretched out into the sun.

"Ahh

They came at four o'clock in the morning, and they have never coached a giant, so they know what the workload of a wealthy coach is like.

The entanglements, trade-offs, choices, expectations and pressures of clubs and fans in various periods.

They studied for a long time, and found that there was no choice at all, they could only play one game and watch one game, can they now say, "Why don't we just play in the league and give up all the cups?"

In that case, the two of them will definitely follow in the footsteps of Rafa and lose their prestige in the dressing room, since the Champions League can be abandoned, it should be okay to be lazy in the league.

People's hearts are like this, open a crack, and it will be infinitely torn apart!

"Huh", Ma Qin, who had just arrived in Melwood, watched the two bearded old men walk out of the office building, looked tired, and said in surprise: "You two old men won't stay up all night, right?"

Hugh McAuray walked over and shook his head tiredly, and asked him, "How's your recovery?" ”

"It's good, you can play at any time", he said inexplicably, what are you doing.

"That's good", Hugh patted him on the shoulder, "get ready for the devil's race......", turning his face with pity or helplessness.