Neither side had any intention of recovering to save the score, and the form of both sides was surprising, and in this case, the last 10 minutes of the game became a pure attacking performance.

In the 87th minute, Schjung Berg hung diagonally at 45 degrees on the right side, Booker jumped high in front of the big penalty area on the left side and pushed the ball to the penalty area.

The cheers of the Red Devils fans did not stop, Dortmund immediately returned the color, and in the 89th minute of the game, the Hornets played a series of wonderful combinations on the left side, and finally Sosa crossed from the bottom, Riddle outflanked in front of the goal, completing the battle of his own and the team's name!

Heathfield had to leap from the dugout, his raised fist slamming into the air.

It seems that the shackles that imprison everyone can be smashed to pieces by this punch!

In the open attack, Kaiserslautern had a lot more opportunities to attack, and in the end there was more threat than his opponent. But Dortmund completely ignored this, relying only on the collective cooperation and individual ability of a midfielder, a back four, and a goalkeeper to carry the opponent's dazzling attack.

As a result, in the final moments of the game, both sides failed to continue to score, and the score of 3:3 set a record for the semi-finals of this event.

The two excited old commentators in the commentary seat finally stopped tilting their eyes completely.

"It's a rare thing, neither side has any reservations, both sides have decided to win the game with attack. This is the semi-final of the German Cup, and three goals were scored in the last 10 minutes, which is crazy! ”

Kaiserslautern's toughness set the tone of the game, and after Borussia Dortmund's surprise return to form, the game began to move in the direction of suspense. Both sides seem to want to play such a game. Come and salute your opponents! ”

"That's right, the champion syndrome that has always been criticized, the bumblebees got rid of it this time. They didn't slack off, they didn't have any impatience, and until the 90 minutes, their attitude was still very focused. ”

'The Red Devils can have such opponents as a yardstick. In terms of strength, we have seen it clearly. ”

"Yes, that's an exaggeration! They were able to draw with the European champions in peak form! ”

"Not only that, but in the two open attacks in stoppage time, we would have won most of the games if we were there!"

"Haha, what would the score be if Summerer were in the middle of the army?"

"yes, I just have some regrets."

'After the comeback, you can equalize. The bumblebees' table is to be appreciated! ”

To be honest, the overtime may have been a little bit of a surprise to Rehhagel.

The old man didn't plan to fight for his opponent's life, he had the same mind as the two old commentators, that is, he wanted to use such a game to strengthen everyone's psychological element, to measure their true level, and by the way, to attack the German Cup.

When the three substitutions have long been used up. Regardless of the final result, the next game will be affected as a result. It's already a sure thing.

With only five minutes of pre-extra-time break, all eyes were on the guy in the spotlight with some apprehension.

"How?" Rehagel walked over to Yumo, crouched down, and asked.

The team doctor is helping him shake his lower limb muscles. After hearing the question, he raised his head and shook it gently.

"Replace me." You Mo also raised his head, his eyes full of tears.

"Ugh"

Not only Rehhagel, but everyone who was staring at this guy was stuck at the same time.

There are no substitutions. Is this guy really bad?

"Okay." The old man nodded, apparently convinced.

"Sincere eyes, see it!" Lu Wei excitedly stepped forward and pointed to the eyes of this thing.

"Damn, really!" Sheri watched for a long time, and exclaimed in surprise when he was pointed out.

Kristov lowered his body, his eyes widened, and his face was incredulous.

The sincere eyes in the legend, are they actually like this?

"Uh, that," Rehhagel choked decisively, and after a long cough, he spread his hands and explained to the guys around him who didn't understand the situation.

So, before the sentry field sounded, everyone turned their heads and walked towards the field.

Shake your head as you walk.

"Alas, I'm worried about this guy, it's too much of a mistake!" Booker shook his head.

"How can he be like this, my innocent, kind and pure heart!" Latchenho shook his head as well.

"I won't believe what he says next time, it hurts my self-esteem too much!" Sforza continued to shake his head.

"Gee, I didn't believe it in the first place, isn't that an afterthought?" Kuka looked smug.

"Fuck off, you're the same as him!" Barak's heart was broken.

"you guys, wait for me!" Yu Mo jumped to his feet

Overtime is still the rhythm of the exhibition game, but neither side is superhuman, and the intense and tense game has reached this time, and it is inevitable that the pace will slow down.

The two sides went back and forth on the field, whether attacking or defending, and they did a good job. The 81,000 spectators stood in the stands, finally booing their opponents and cheering for their supporters.

The game smoothly transitioned into the second half.

In the 108th minute of the game, Kuka and Sforza suddenly started to speed up, the two started from the left midline, and after two consecutive two-to-one, the American took the ball along the side!

With the overall pace already slowing down a lot, this sudden acceleration caught the opponent off guard. Kuka broke all the way down the flank to near the line of the penalty area before being intercepted by his opponent. The American did not mean to be reckless in the face of the two-man trap, turned to protect the ball, and with a nudge, the ball was handed to Sforza, who came to pick it up.

This time, the Dortmund defense did not dare to be careless, and their already somewhat sloppy attention was quickly concentrated, and everyone was staring at the guy with the ball.

The closely guarded Swiss was equally unrelenting, taking a lateral step on the line of the penalty area and knocking it out to Ballack, who was high-speed down the right.

The German guy really wanted to solve the game with a blast, but he knew that his back and forth running distance in this game had broken the 12,000-meter mark, and after a high-speed sprint, the feeling of tightness in his calves would not deceive.

After slowing down, observing, and finding that there was really no space in front of him, he resisted the thought of moving forward, half-turned, and protected the ball.

At this time, Kuka had already started to go down the left sideline, and Sforza was down the ribs, and although the two were in a layered position, they could not get rid of the pursuers behind them.

Just at the moment of hesitation, a familiar figure appeared next to the guy who was already surrounded by his opponent.

Ballack didn't hesitate any longer, and with a nudge, the ball was handed over.

Yumo had been hanging slowly behind him, and it wasn't until the two of them quickly started to sprint forward that he quickened his pace to keep up. However, his position is always at the back, and when there is no threat with the ball, there is only an area defender around him who is watching over him.

Seeing that after the two guys handed the ball to Ballack, they rushed out one after the other, and he also suddenly started and quickly overtook the opponent by half a position!

Ballack's pass is a good choice, the ball is slower and safer. Yu Mo stretched out his right foot and took a step forward, already in range.

His next plan gave everyone a sense of immediacy.

Facing the defender not far away, his right leg was raised high, and he fell gently, and with a twist of the ankle joint, he hooked the ball back!

Passing the ball again?

Really!

Kuka, who sprinted to the bottom line first, looked up to observe Barak's moves, turned around and ran back, and without running two steps, Yumo's pass had already reached his feet!

At the same time, the defenders who were watching him did not hesitate any longer, and made an accurate tackle on the ground, which touched the ball with him.

In the exclamations of the audience, Kuka's supporting feet were brought, and his body couldn't help but fall backwards!

Everyone paused for a moment to think.

Penalty kick?

Before he could come back to his senses, a silent figure, with an indifferent smile, appeared in front of the ball.

As if to seize the time, his body was not completely close to the ball, his right leg was already extended, and then, his left knee was bent, the entire upper body was backwards, and the lower body was forward with inertia.

Shovel?

No, it's still passing!

Sforza, who ran back in the ribs of the big penalty area, was also a little nervous, but when the whistle didn't sound and the ball had already arrived in front of him, he just relied on his physical instinct to complete the next thing!

He touched the ball with his left foot, pulled the angle of the shot to the right, and then, with a strong sense of immediacy that everyone had a strong sense of, he completed the exact same shot as Booker!

In front of the small penalty area, the right foot arc is large, and the goal is broken! (To be continued......)