One hundred and thirty-one, Bates threw in the towel

Lynn's decision came as a surprise to everyone, and they all thought it was a bit incredible, it wasn't a matter of a little bit of wealth, but a huge asset, and according to Lynn's Jihua, he would have to invest a huge amount of more than £200 million in Chelsea as a club, and that's not even counting the later investments.

In other words, Lynn put all his wealth into this club, but he left such a big flaw.

If nothing goes wrong, but once that happens, endless lawsuits will have to be fought, and even if Lynn wins the lawsuit, it will be a devastating blow to his career dreams, and even all his hard work will be in vain.

"Lynn" Robin tried to persuade him again, but Lynn waved his hand to stop him.

"No need to persuade you, Robin, I've decided." Lynn didn't want to dwell on that anymore.

In fact, he also has that awareness, even if there is really an unpredictable ending, he will admit it himself, anyway, he has left some for himself, it is really not good, it is no problem to be a rich man, when the time comes, it doesn't matter what dreams he has, it is true to enjoy life

Chelsea are in terrible shape, and Bates can't stand it.

Zuihou a round of matches, it's really a coincidence, it's Watford's home game against Chelsea! It's almost a do-or-die battle for Chelsea.

After the first 37 games, Chelsea are two points behind Watford in seventh place and will have to beat Watford to secure a place in Europe, depending on the face of Ipswich Town, who is in sixth place.

Bates couldn't sit still, he was driven crazy by those creditors, especially Robin, who collected them too tightly, which made the old man a little breathless.

Today Robin accompanied him to the Vikalai Road Stadium to watch such a game, a game of life and death.

If they win, all is said and good, they will finish sixth, and because Watford have automatically qualified for the UEFA Cup by virtue of winning the Carabao Cup, Chelsea will automatically qualify for the European competition.

If they draw, they have to count on Ipswich to lose, they can beat Ipswich on goal difference, and they can get hope, but that hope is slim.

Of course, if you lose, don't talk about anything.

For the desperate Bates, this is definitely a lifesaver for him, as Chelsea can continue to finance as long as they qualify for the next European competition.

Poor Bates had no idea that Robin sitting next to him would not give him that chance at all, and that even if Chelsea qualified for the European competition, Robin or Lynn would not agree to his new financing offer.

The reason why I thought that the snake followed Bates to watch the game today was to take care of the old man's face and emotions.

'Mr Bates, it's going to be a good game today and I'm optimistic about the Blues' performance, they're all good lads.' Robin's ability to see people talking nonsense is still good.

When Bates heard this, his face suddenly exuded a glimmer of hope, and he nodded, "Yes, Mr. Walsh, although the team has not been very consistent this season, we have found a way to win, and I am very confident in Mr. Ranieri's ability."

However, he didn't notice the unpredictable pity in Robin's smile on the side

Resilience is the defining feature of Watford's defence, with a relentless approach to every attack and a close teamwork that can always be a headache for opponents.

"Oh - pretty, no fouls! Leboeuf's ferocious steal made Hasselbaink, the top scorer, have to bow down! ”

"Beautiful! Carrick's long pass---"

"It's a Watford-style counterattack!"

Over the course of a season, Watford have made a name for themselves in the Premier League, especially with their quick counter-attacks even being dubbed Watford-esque.

The football was easily picked up by Wright Jr., who had already been in place, and he began to move forward and continue to break through.

Chelsea's defensive ability should not be underestimated, although Ranieri is an outlier among Italian coaches, but his understanding of defense is still very good, and Chelsea's defense has naturally gone to a higher level.

Therefore, Wright Jr. immediately felt the pressure of the defense and knew that he could not do anything, so he immediately divided the football out, and the movement was very light, the body wanted to be horizontal, and then the heel flicked slightly.

Glen Char, who had been following him, immediately ran away with the ball.

Speed, simplicity, this is a Watford-style counterattack, so that even if the opponent knows it, he just can't prevent it.

Glenschar's forte is to push quickly, and when it comes to getting close to the baseline, it is just a sweep, and the ball flies into the box against the turf.

At this time, Chelsea's defence was not yet visible, and they were able to retreat quickly from the attack, but they still couldn't keep up with Watford's advance.

Cheers immediately rang out from the stands.

Chelsea fans are thinking badly again, and that's what happened just now

Ranieri stomped his feet in a hurry off the pitch, "Don't let him pass"

Unfortunately, it did little to no avail, it was too late.

Terry, who was chasing back, had already run past and saw that the football was about to fly behind him, so he made a sharp stop and turned around, reaching out at an uncanny angle in the hope of destroying the ball.

However, due to the problem of inertia, his idea did not succeed.

Klose, who was next to Terry, didn't get the ball either, but he made a shot at goal, which was too immoral, obviously he couldn't touch the ball at all, but he deceived a lot of people, even Barry, who followed up in the middle.

Just when the fans in the stands let out a wail, suddenly someone shouted loudly!

"Look, Norton!"

On the other side, Norton, who was on the far side, appeared in the position where he should have been, raised his eyes and looked at the goal, picked up his feet directly, and shot!

No one had paid attention to him before, and Klose's feint was even worse, and Cudicini was caught off guard and made a hasty flying save that didn't touch the football.

The soccer ball went straight over his head and slammed into the net!

2:0!

Watford lead by two goals!

Bates' body was paralyzed, and Klose's goal in the first half had left him restless, and now the second goal left him in complete despair.

After the goal, Norton did not rush to the stands to celebrate with the fans as usual, but stood in front of the Chelsea goal, waving his fists and roaring at the stands behind the goal!

'It's over, there's no suspense, it's the pattern Watford is most familiar with, Chelsea doomed them from the first minute to defeat today, of course, it could be said to be a failure for the whole season, the huge investment didn't pay off, I think Mr Bates must be in a mixed mood at the moment'

"Dear Chairman Bates, it's okay, there's still time" Robin couldn't help but persuade when he saw Bates's face was defeated.

Bates glanced at Robin gratefully, smiled miserably, and shook his head, "It's over, there won't be a chance, Mr. Walsh, I think we can talk about the rest of the problem, to be honest, I'm a little tired"

Although these words carry the meaning of sorrow, but in Robin's ears is no less than the sound of heaven, he has been planning for this sentence for so long, will he wait for today?

forcibly suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, and persuaded him pretendly, "Mr. President, this matter is not urgent, we have time to discuss it slowly, but your face is not very good, do you want to call a doctor for you?" ”

"No need" Bates shook his hand, stood up, and staggered away, Robin looked at the old man's back, and finally showed a relaxed smile on his face, and he was finally ready to start.