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Chapter 167 Goal or Elimination!

"Dortmund's defense was very solid, we couldn't find space and organize an effective attack."

Lawrence glanced at the timer, 79 minutes, a full 34 minutes since the start of the second half, no matter how violently Tottenham bombed, they just couldn't break through the Dortmund gate.

These guys turned into a wall and rejected countless shots from Tottenham.

In the high-intensity offense, the physical fitness of Tottenham players has been put to a very severe test.

Yi Le was panting on his knees, and Dortmund's iron barrel formation made him feel physically and mentally exhausted. This tactic completely killed Yi Le's passing.

Their offense was blocked, and the pass could not enter the penalty area.

they need change

Yi Le wiped the sweat off his face, and took advantage of a dead ball to walk towards Sun Xingmin and Dele Ali.

"I remember you two were good at long shots!"

Hearing this, Sun Xingmin and Ali looked at each other and nodded one after another.

Yi Le pursed his lips and said: "Next, the rest of us will continue to harass the restricted area. You two will try to shoot from long distances when you see the opportunity. In fact, Dortmund's tactics make us helpless!"

Sun Xingmin frowned and said, "But I and Ali's long-range shots are not accurate!"

Yi Le sighed and said, "Making miracles come true! I believe in you."

Afterwards, Yi Le patted the shoulders of the two and left.

Dele Ali was a little dumbfounded, and said, "What does he mean?"

Sun Xingmin smiled wryly and said, "He asked us to score a goal!"

Dele Ali: ""

After the sideline kick came out, Thomas Carroll caught the ball. He glanced at the penalty area, frowned slightly, and then passed to Yi Le in the middle.

Yi Le catches the ball and makes a right transfer.

Sun Xingmin broke through with the ball, but was eventually forced by Dortmund's defenders and had to pass back.

Yi Le regained possession of the ball. His eyes lit up as he watched the defensive net gradually transition from the right to the middle.

It's now! !

Yi Le faced the football and made an instep push.

This is a do ball.

It just happened to appear in the gap of Dortmund's defense.

Dele Alli came galloping from behind, he adjusted his angle, and shot angrily at the football!

boom! ! ! !

Accompanied by a muffled hum.

The football hit the goal like a comet.

It's just that the ball was not accurate enough to pass through the defensive crowd, kicked on Schmelzer's back, and bounced off.

"Dele Alli's long shot!!!!"

Lawrence got up and wailed until he saw the football bounced out: "It's a pity that there was no goal, but Tottenham have begun to change their tactics. They have begun to try long-range shots from outside the penalty area. This is no problem, but Alli's long-range shots need more practice."

Lawrence also understood in his heart that Dortmund really disgusted Tottenham.

They gathered a large number of defensive forces in the penalty area and directly blocked Yi Le's various passes.

When Yi Le can't exert his strength at this point, Tottenham need to seek changes.

In the next 5 minutes, Sun Xingmin and Dele Ali tried long shots one after another, but the effect was mediocre.

Tottenham seldom score with long-range shots, and at this time it can only be regarded as grinding their guns.

Dortmund's defense is firm.

Tottenham are also becoming more and more anxious.

time is running out

87 minutes!

Narrator Lawrence has already started praying

"God! Let's score one goal, just one goal!!"

In the Tottenham stands, the fans got up one after another, and they looked anxiously at the Tottenham players who were bombarding Dortmund's goal.

The whole White Hart Lane is rarely quiet

All are praying.

They clasped their hands tightly on their chests or pursed their mouths tightly, holding their heads, looking nervous.

Anxiety and longing are engraved on every face!

Pairs of eyes are fixed on Dortmund's big penalty area, they are eager to see through!

All it takes is one goal!

I beg you!

Just one goal! !

Tottenham fans prayed secretly.

In the second half, nine 10 minutes!

It has entered the stoppage time period.

Tottenham are still one goal away from qualifying!

At this moment, Tottenham gave everything!

On the field, all 11 Tottenham players pressed forward, including goalkeeper Lloris who also came to the frontcourt to participate in the attack!

They are going to score!

Do everything you can to score a goal!

At this time, Tottenham were already standing on the edge of the cliff, and they had no way out.

One step back will be a boundless abyss! !

"There are only 90 seconds left in the game." Lawrence's hoarse voice was broadcast through the loudspeaker.

"This may be Tottenham's last chance to attack!"

"If you don't score a goal, you will be eliminated!"

"Captain Lori has abandoned the door, and it's time to give it a go!"

"Press! Press! Press me!!"

Lori roared at the top of his voice, his voice trembling and anxious, and he beckoned the team members to press on.

"Sun!! Pull the right wing!! Pull a gap for Torres!!!"

Yi Le didn't care about other things at this time. A lot of physical exertion made his legs feel as heavy as lead, but he couldn't stop moving forward.

Sun Xingmin and Schmelzer are engaged in a fierce physical confrontation.

They kept offering their bodies to each other.

Sun Xingmin's entire face was flushed, and he said with a ferocious expression: "Get out of the way!! Bastard!!!!"

"Don't try to break through my defense! Don't try to score!!" Schmelzer also roared.

Yi Le roared at the top of his voice, the veins on his neck popping up: "Alderweird, press up, fight for the top!!"

"Everyone!! Everyone presses up!! Fight for the top!!"

"Time is running out!! Press me up!!!"

Yi Le was outside the penalty area, and he watched the almost crazy physical confrontation in the penalty area.

There were 20 people crowded in the restricted area, and they kept pushing and running.

They all had grim and painful expressions.

At this moment, everyone's physical strength has been overdrawn,

But no one gave up!

They gave everything for their respective victories!everything!all!

When the time came to 92 minutes, Yi Le saw that the referee had started to look down at his watch, which made him more anxious.

He understands that they only have one chance to attack!

to whom? ! ! !

Suddenly, he saw an arm raised high among the chaotic crowd in the restricted area.

This is the signal to call for a pass!

Yi Le gritted his teeth!

At this moment, he understood that he could only trust his teammates!

Yi Le made adjustments, and his body was tilted at ninety degrees to the football.

This is the preparatory move for Beckham's arc.

boom! !

The football is volleyed!

The black and white football crossed a graceful curve in the air and fell towards the penalty area.

At this moment, the entire restricted area is boiling!

Everyone is jumping, they are all fighting for the top!

But the difference is that Tottenham want to score!

Dortmund need to destroy this goal!

The entire White Hart Lane Stadium was silent for a while, only the hoarse shouts of the players on the court.

The fans didn't dare to wear it, they couldn't sit still, they stretched their necks, looking forward to this attack.

In the quiet stadium, there are only Lawrence's commentary

"I know, you have tried everything! I know, you have fought bravely to win! I am proud of you, whether you win or lose! You are all good!"

"Now, all fans, please join me in your prayers!"

"That's all we can do."

Under the prayers of countless fans, the football drew a beautiful curve in the air.

Torres was in the crowd, and he jumped up suddenly, carrying the defensive strength of three people.

He leaps high, he jumps high.

He even suppressed the opponent's three defensive players alone!

In the terrified expressions of the Dortmund players.

Torres meets the ball with a lion shake!

The football flew straight to Dortmund's gate.

All Tottenham fans stared wide-eyed, their hands clenched tightly together, their knuckles turning white.

Can I go in?

Can I go in?

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, Dortmund's goalkeeper showed his prowess, and he hit the ball backwards.

Double boxing the football, he denied Torres this shot.

Ow! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! —————

One by one, Tottenham fans wailed.

A feeling of despair spreads inside

Suddenly, there was another exclamation from the stands

People follow the reputation.

Because the goalkeeper hit the ball from a different position, the ball flew diagonally to the right.

At this time, most players are in a state of just landing and need a buffer.

Only one player rushed to the football's landing point.

That is Yile!

Yi Le frantically rushed to the penalty area after passing the ball.

His behavior brought dawn to Tottenham.

Under the sun, his black hair was wanton, and his expression was a bit painful, but he pressed his teeth firmly and rushed to the football landing point.

soccer ball bouncing

At this time, Yi Le is still one or two meters away from the football.

How to do?

Yi Le didn't care about 21, but saw him kick his back foot, and the mermaid jumped out.

He adjusted the angle as much as possible and pushed the football into the goal

The football hit Yi Le's forehead, and with a slight shake of his head, he flew towards the goal again.

At this time, Dortmund's goalkeeper was on the left, and he had no time to intercept.

All Dortmund players could only watch the ball go into the net with horror on their faces!

Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom

The football danced quietly in the net.

The entire White Hart Lane Stadium was silent.

Tottenham fans looked at the beating frequency of the football as if it merged with their heartbeat.

Everyone looked at the referee almost in unison.

Even Yi Le was lying on the ground, and he looked over before he got up.

Looking forward to countless pairs of eyes.

The referee glanced at the goal, lowered his head to confirm the time again, and saw that he would slowly point to the middle circle, and blow the whistle like the sounds of nature!

The goal is valid! ! ! !

boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ————

Wow! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ——

Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom! ! ! !

The entire White Hart Lane stadium is boiling!

Yi Le shuddered, and he quickly got up from the ground.

At this moment, his excitement was beyond words.

He frantically rushed to the bottom of the stands, letting out a ferocious roar!

And Tottenham fans also responded frantically to him.

"Easy! Easy! Easy! Easy! Easy! Easy! Easy! Easy! Easy! Easy!!! Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!!!"

Suddenly, it's hard to be confident, and you can't help it.

In Lawrence's roar, everyone can read thousands of emotions.

That is clearly the expression of feeling ecstasy and being unable to bear it.

He couldn't even organize the language, but could only shout a 'surname' monotonously.

He repeated it ten times.

"Tottenham goal! Tottenham scored again! We are at the end of the game! Last! Last moment, kill this game!"

The commentator was silent for a full eight seconds, and then he murmured with a hint of crying: "This is crazy! Call me crazy, call me crazy!"

From his choked tremolo, everyone could feel that this might be the shock that a miracle brought to people!

This is the shock that football brings to people!

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