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Chapter 778 Forced into Overtime

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"The ball went in!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

In the French commentary seat, George jumped up and slapped the table frantically, and old Monet burst into tears, sobbing hard.

Henry hugged his bald head with a look of shock.

Even the photographers shouted in ecstasy, causing the camera to tremble.

The entire commentary booth is like a dance of gods and demons.

George circled around the commentary booth in surprise, shouting constantly: "At the last moment of the game, Paris once again tenaciously equalized the score. They kept the suspense of victory, and they successfully dragged the game into overtime!"

"We!!! There is still a chance!!!"

Accompanied by these words, the whole of Paris is like thunder on the ground.

Bars everywhere are roaring like crazy.

Even the vehicles in motion were constantly honking their horns.

"My God!! Paris scored! They scored! Goal from Yi Le!!"

Huang Jianxiang snatched Mike, spitting and roaring: "What kind of game is this! What kind of game is this! This is crazy! This is crazy! At the last moment of the game, Paris seized the opportunity and equalized the score. They continued the hope of Paris' victory! They dragged the game into overtime!"

"It was definitely the best game of the Champions League final!"

"Paris perfectly interprets the belief of never giving up until the last moment!"

"This stalemate is still going on, and the final outcome is still in suspense!"

He took a deep breath and said in a trembling tone:

"Yi Le!! Yi Le!! Crazy Yi Le, this is Yi Le! On the stage of the final, when the two major offensive points in Paris missed the match, he turned into the sharpest spearhead in Paris. He scored twice in the final. He is a god!!"

At the Wanda Metropolitano Stadium, the Parisian fans also celebrated wildly.

They roared, they slapped their chests, they made all kinds of noises, venting their inner excitement.

The goal made their scalps tingle, the fans encouraged the players and the players responded.

They gave their best response with a beautiful goal!

Yes!

With this goal, the suspense of the game remains.

Boas and others also rushed out of the bench at the moment of scoring.

Boas knelt on the ground, raised his fist to the sky.

The others also huddled together, jumping and jumping in surprise.

On the other hand, Liverpool's coaching bench was dead silent.

All the Liverpool players stared wide-eyed, they couldn't believe the scene in front of them.

Obviously, they were so close to the championship, but Yi Le's goal destroyed everything.

Klopp sighed helplessly, but he was not too disappointed. He knew that he needed to make the most brutal preparations.

This game may really drag on to a penalty shootout.

The last goal was played on the big screen in slow motion, and the camera captured Yi Le's figure.

Many people have doubts about this goal.

After all, Matip is defending next to Yi Le, how did he come to the middle?

During the replay, Yi Le leaned back for the first time and hit Matip with his back, and Matip pushed forward without showing any weakness.

When the two were wrestling, Yi Le suddenly started, and Matip, who had lost his center of gravity, fell down under inertia.

Seeing this, the explanations of various countries will understand.

Matip thought that Yi Le was going to the rear, so he resisted Yi Le and prevented him from acting.

But Yi Le's goal has always been in the middle, and this struggle is nothing more than a trap.

After all, Matip has too little experience in the Champions League, and although Yi Le is not very old, he has won the Champions League three times in a row, and he has much richer experience.

It can only be said that sending Matip to defend Yi Le is not a smart decision.

Anyway, the game has been dragged into overtime.

And the referee soon blew his whistle.

The Paris players panted and walked towards their coach's bench. They came to the coach's bench and lay on the ground in a mess.

Boas led the coaches, team doctor and some substitutes to jump out.

One by one, they find the objects they need to serve.

Yi Le's side is served by the team doctor himself.

After the team doctor came over, he saw Yi Le lying on the ground gasping for breath, dripping with sweat, and his body temperature was frighteningly high.

The team doctor frowned, he took out an ice pack, pulled Yi Le's underpants and stuffed it in.

tear! ! ! ! !

The cold touch made Yi Le gasp. At this time, the team doctor said: "Don't move, your body needs to cool down, try to relax yourself, I'll give you a massage."

Yi Le grinned and nodded, "Give me some water!"

Millitang hurried over, handed Yi Le a bottle of energy drink, and then stood aside looking at Yi Le with glowing eyes.

This game, what he watched was a surge of emotion.

Especially Yi Le's last header, the effect exploded.

Looking back on it now, Millitang has goosebumps.

It's just too cool.

But seeing Yi Le's current appearance, he couldn't help but think how many times this goal was achieved in exchange for running.

Not only Millitang, but also the substitutes in Paris looked enviously at the main players who fell to the ground.

Even though they look embarrassed, at this moment, they are glorious.

They are fighters who fight for the club's honor!

Wague was going to get an ice towel, but was kicked by Boas.

"Boy, go warm up."

Wag was stunned for a moment, then shivered, and said in surprise: "Understood, boss!"

Boas turned his gaze to the striker, seeing Cavani and others sticking out their tongues tiredly, he was a little helpless.

There's no one!

At this time, he misses Neymar + Mbappe very much, no matter how bad he is, Mbappe is fine.

Otherwise, overtime will be settled.

But the problem is no, now Boas can only rely on this lineup to die.

Boas' tactics have not changed.

It is still dominated by high position pressing.

He also thought about playing pass control, which can save some energy, but the offensive effect is not ideal.

And the burden on Yi Le is too great.

He walked towards Yi Le, looked at Yi Le who was lying sprawled there, and asked involuntarily, "How do you feel?"

Yi Le felt it for a while, and said: "The physical fitness has recovered a little, and the body temperature has also dropped. If we play for half an hour, there will be no problem."

This guy

Boas grinned, Yi Le was telling himself that he didn't want to end.

It's just that Yi Le is not the Tao. At this time, unless Yi Le is injured, Boas dare not put Yi Le down.

Yi Le is the only point that can threaten Liverpool, and he cannot give up Yi Le.

"After the game starts, continue your previous style of play and help Di Maria create more space for breakthroughs."

"understand!"

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