The ball that jumped out from under his feet, like a white light, slammed directly into the goal from the near post, and the fallen Cech, with his straight arms and futile eyes, revealed the helplessness of the heart!

"Roar", McCarthy ran to the sidelines like crazy to celebrate, although their relegation rivals are also falling behind, you can never pin your hopes on someone else.

"Wigan pulled a goal back and the scorer was ......," the Stamford Bridge commentator reported.

This goal may not have much effect on this game, except for the score to be rewritten to 3:1, Wigan Athletic is still two goals behind.

But when you put that goal in the league as a whole, and even in the history of the Premier League, it changes so much.

McCarthy became famous with one goal, maybe he didn't play as much as this goal in his life!

Frank Lampard quickly picked the ball out of his own goal and, like Mackloin, slotted it to the centre circle kick-off.

In the two live broadcast screens played side by side, they looked up at the big screen almost at the same time, the second half, the seventy-sixth minute.

Neither Chelsea nor Liverpool are willing to leave their fate in the hands of anyone else, and Carlo Ancelotti clearly already knows the outcome at another venue.

He rarely shouted from the sidelines, "One ball, one ball, one ball, attack, attack!" ”

A ball, means heaven!

A ball, means hell!

One goal can mean the difference between success and failure in a season.

One ball, less than twenty minutes left.

"Liverpool, Liverpool, are they going to hold on to the advantage that they have worked so hard to get, albeit small, but enough to make their season fabulous!"

Peterson was questioning, or rather stating, 39 goals, 29 goals, and the TV station never switched to a certain field, but maintained the picture of two games.

The camera is firmly locked on the leading scorers of the two teams, Drogba and Mackqin, it seems that these twenty minutes will be decided at their feet, these two games, everyone has seen a crazy, non-talking Macqin, how crazy he is.

2 games, 7 goals!

He was frantically pumping out firepower, as if he was going to drain every potential in his body.

The time pointed to six o'clock in the evening, and the night was slowly falling, and the other games had almost lost their meaning.

The TV footage showed Chelsea launching a tidal wave of attacks, with Carlo Ancelotti coming on for Deco and Ballack.

Now what else do you want to organize, just impact!

Without the need for the coach to inform you, from the reaction of the fans in the stands at Stamford Bridge, it was something that all the players on the pitch could feel.

It was a mountain of frustration!

Damn, last year's Champions League was beaten by them in three minutes, is there another big reversal in the league this year?

All the Blues were breathing heavily, and they wouldn't allow that to happen again!

Absolutely not allowed!

The tempo, the tempo of Stamford Bridge suddenly accelerated, and again and again through passes, again and again collided.

The scene was out of control and the only thing left for everyone at Chelsea was to put the ball in the damn goal.

Carlo Ancelotti anxiously shouted from the sidelines, and three minutes later replaced the runaway Anelka with Kalou.

Ashley Cole has played as a winger, crosses, non-stop crosses, long-range shots, non-stop long-range shots!

"Drogba, bang"

'Frank Lampard, bang'

This time, it was all the fans at Stamford Bridge who unconsciously bit their fists.

Shivering, they felt the shivering.

On the other hand, Hull City also doesn't want Liverpool to score goals at their home stadium anymore, it's already 6:0, that's enough!

Similarly, Maxwell has also played as a winger, one red and one blue two competitors, chiseling at the two turtle shells, one white and one yellow, and Wigan is still thinking of counterattacking.

Hull City didn't even want to counterattack, and all 11 men shrank near the penalty area, kicking their feet and dragging their feet for time, just waiting for the game to end.

Liverpool's fans weren't having a good time, too, as they watched Chelsea bombard Atletico Wigan on the live footage, and their hearts were in their throats.

After all, they only need a straw to crush their weak advantage, and a gust of wind can blow it away.

"Gerrard, ...... long-range shot", Maika looked at Liverpool, who couldn't hit the edge of the penalty area for a while, and their captain picked up his thigh and fired a long-range shot.

The ball whistled out, whistling and grazing the crossbar and flew out, "Oh ......", "Hey......", the away Red Army fans all covered their faces, and they couldn't suppress their regrets.

On the other side, Drogba once again carried the opposing defender to the position in the penalty area, showing his demonic body.

"Drogba, Drogba, turn around and shoot ......", the fans in the stands at Stamford Bridge made the same move, covering their faces in disbelief, the ball was confiscated by the Vigan goalkeeper!

"Ten minutes to go, ten minutes to go", Peterson excites nervously, "everything will be clear, Liverpool are ahead for the time being"

Ancelotti glanced up and immediately made the last substitution, replacing the next defender Carvalho with striker Belletti!

Four forwards, Chelsea have to play with their lives!

'Chelsea made another substitution, Carlo Ancelotti brought on another striker and they were going to break the boat'

The atmosphere at both venues was almost frozen, and even the FA officials scattered across the two stadiums felt a wave of incredulity, and this was the first time they had encountered such a situation.

The winner is getting closer!

"Mark, back swing, shoot into the far corner......" Peterson shouted again, the ball looping a wide arc from the right side of the box and heading straight for the far post.

The spin of the ball made everyone feel different, looking up, and goalkeeper Duke looked at the ball and had already given up on the save.

The flight is too abrupt, and the arc is too big, look in that direction, and go straight to the dead end.

"Mark......", "Duang", "Oops", the ball hits the outside of the post and bounces off the baseline.

"Oh ......", all the Red Army fans in front of the TV set held their heads in their hands, looking confused, they didn't enter!

I didn't get in! This is a goal that can kill the suspense, how could it not be scored? Makqin also had a rare look of incredibleness, and the kicking feeling was very good, but he didn't enter!

'Chelsea corner, only a few minutes left until stoppage time,' said McCa, looking to the other side, 'Liverpool hold on'

All of the Blues' players poured into the Wigan Athletic penalty area, including goalkeeper Petr Cech.

They only have a few minutes left!

"Malouda, drive to the edge of the six-yard box, Terry, Terry, get punched out by the Wigan goalkeeper, hurry, Chelsea", was certainly a commentary in favour of the Blues.

As soon as the ball flew out of the penalty area, Essien rushed over, jumped up and headed the ball back into the box.

There was chaos in the Vigan forbidden area, and at this moment, a black and strong demonic beast jumped up in the crowd, and no one could pull him, no one could stop him, he.

It was like a header relay, he jumped high, leaned back, and rubbed the ball in the opposite direction!

The Vigan goalkeeper, who was originally rushing for the ball, could only turn his head, watch the ball, and cross the goal line.

"Boom", that is the monster landed, the basketball army collectively turned their heads, "boom", the entire Stamford Bridge was like a big explosion, and even Abu jumped up.

The sea is rushing, this is the charm of football!

"My God", Peterson said incredulously as he looked at the screen, "Oh my God", and McKay was dumbfounded.

"****", Spalletti heard the assistant whisper, scolded, and hurriedly ran to the sidelines to make gestures for the team!

"Hiss......", the Reds fans collectively gasped!

The Reds soldiers, who were backing away and waiting for the goalkeepers of Hull City to kick off, turned their heads to look at the sidelines and sighed in their hearts.

A layer of dark clouds also shrouded in Macqin's heart in an instant, Chelsea, who couldn't be killed, actually entered again!

A yellow card finally paid for a goalball and Hull City struggled for at least a minute.

"LIVERPOOL, LIVERPOOL, GOGOGO," MCMANAMAN SUDDENLY YELLED IN THE COMMENTARY BOX.

"Let's walk through the storm ...... hand in hand", many fans of the red bar held hands and automatically sang the eternal soul music, floating and drifting into the distance.

Skrtel stopped the big kick, Gerrard got the ball, "come up, come up", and Mack waved Reina.

What's the use of a goalkeeper now! They need to score!

The fourth referee communicated with the referee on the field through the headset, and waved his hand to let the staff take out the electronic card.

Prepare for stoppage time.

Gerrard handed the ball to the retreating Mackån, who swiped it horizontally, quickly handed it to Lucas, waved his arm to open the defender's pull, and Gerrard also rushed quickly.

Backward, backward, forward, forward!

Reyna has played as a midfielder, defenders have played as midfielders, and the rest have run to the penalty area!

The fourth referee pressed on the electronic card, 3 minutes, coincidentally, Chelsea also 3 minutes!

"Let's go through the wind and rain ...... together", the fans who sang the chorus held hands and held high to the sky!

"Don't worry!" , Mackin retreated to the outside of the box again to ask for the ball, did not let his teammates to the side, and the success rate of the cross was too low.

Receiving the ball, turning, the defense immediately came up, the right shoulder shook, the right foot flicked, slightly dodged the defender and immediately pushed the outside of the instep, Gerrard has played as a striker.

After receiving the ball from Mackqin, he turned his back and did it back, and the plugged in Macqin directly shook a pendulum in the movement, pulled the ball with his left foot, and dodged the tackle that came from the side.

"Mark, Mark, he's attacking in the middle", Peterson and McCa were on their feet at full length, "Liverpool everybody is rushing up to see this attack"

Lob ball, lob ball, another wall, Iaquinta is in a staggered position, chest to receive Mackqin's pick, and then to the road in front of Mackin with a chest pad.

"Good ball, good ball", McKa was already screaming as Liverpool's coaching staff and substitutes all ran to the sidelines.

"The sky is ...... bright", and the chorus of the Red Army fans reached its final climax like a big bell.

The black-haired boy, the wind generally passed through the two lines of defense, and the ball drew a small parabola, diagonally, and fell.

A tall, dark-skinned defender, another centre-back, looked a head taller than Mack.

A couple of big strides were sold, then he flew to the shovel and tried to kick the ball off the line with his long legs.

The sprinting Mack Qin lifted his foot and quickly hooked the ball on the tip of his right foot, allowing it to dodge the flying tackle.

"Mark! Mark! The ball flew back and would be high above his head, without waiting or hesitating!

That's absolute confidence!

God said, Let there be light!

The body rises with his back to the goal, the right leg is the first to lift up and then quickly kick down, and the waist and abdomen are up with strength.

The left calf and the straight left foot are like whips swinging back, and they are pumped hard in the middle of the ball!

"Mark!" , Peterson roared, "Volley barb! ”

All of them looked up, as if at that moment, they had entered time and slowed down many times.

It's a delusion of nervousness and adrenaline overproduction.

God said, "Let be, light!"

"Bang", a solid sound, not the slightest falsehood.

The Blues continued to attack and Frank Lampard fired a long-range shot into the stands and 'whew' as he looked up at the sky.

The crescent moon bends, the dark clouds drift by, and a light swoops down! , a little dazzling!

God said, Let there be light!

"It's ...... daylight," all the Reds fans shouted their final roar, with a white light.

The white light swept overhead, flew over the small penalty area, and jumped past the blank gaze of goalkeeper Duke.

With a bang, plunge into the damned door, and set off the most beautiful waves, white, incomparably gorgeous!

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

Roar, roar, roar, roar!

"Ah......h

Hideous, sonic boom!

"Ah......h

Mackin looked up in the air, the sky hanging upside down, but the trajectory of the door, the net, and the ball clearly caught his eye.

He stared straight at it until, when the dust settled!

Boom, my chest looks like it's going to burst! He rolled over and tore at his clothes, half naked along the way.

The muscles are up, the sweat is dripping, and the screams are nine days!

And God said, What must be, light! The dazzling light, the peerless light, the light of the Dingding!

"Goaaaal......", Peterson and McCar used all their strength to drain all the air in their lungs.

Boom, a thunderbolt from the sky at Stamford Bridge! Full silence, clock on the big screen, tick-tock, 92.12, 92.13......

'Goal kick ......' Frank Lampard was the first to realise what was happening, fighting the referee against the goalkeeper who was stalling for time.

Wigan has gotten the news that their opponent has lost!

Isabella finished praying with her hands on the sofa, slowly opened her eyes, and the Bible next to her opened and her eyes pulled in.

God said, Let there be light......