[Football] Anti-system

After Scorpius scored without hesitation, he ran directly to Mourinho who was standing on the sidelines, always exposed to the rain.

The Portuguese did not return to the dugout and seemed to want to be with his team at all times.

Seeing Scorpius rushing towards him, he took a few steps to the sideline and greeted him with open arms.

Scorpius didn't hesitate, and threw himself into Mourinho's arms with a smile: "I said I would bring the victory to your boss, as long as one more goal is scored."

Overtime is bound to be very difficult.

Milan does not have an advantage in physical strength because of age.

Both sides strive to maximize their strengths and avoid weaknesses, and both hope to use their strengths to oppress the other's weaknesses.Compared with the opponents, the blue team is at a disadvantage in technical level, and the advantage is abundant physical fitness and stronger body.Maybe extra time is more advantageous for Chelsea.

It can be said that Chelsea is the most promising team to beat Milan among the three Premier League teams in terms of tactics and player level.The Italian's defense and Tai Chi-style ball possession tactics make it difficult for the attacking Manchester United and Liverpool.

But Chelsea are equally good at defending.They are a purely British style of play combined with the tactical system of European coaches.The difference from Manchester United is that Chelsea know how to defend, they are the first team to concede goals in the Premier League, and they are willing to stalk their opponents.

After the score was pulled back in the second half, Ancelotti directed the players but did not score for a long time because of this reason.

It only takes 10 minutes for Chelsea to maintain this defense and score another goal.

At the end of the game, the Chelsea players sat next to the coach and listened to his simple second-half tactics.

In this game, Chelsea's starting lineup has almost been sent to the strongest team. Although fighting in the rain consumes a lot of physical strength of the players, they are still better than Milan.

So Mourinho only chose to replace Makelele, leaving two substitutions.

And Milan simply replaced the two in one go.

Karadze replaced Jankulovski, who made frequent mistakes in the second half, and Favalli replaced Seedorf.

In the face of Ancelotti, Jankulovski, who made frequent mistakes on the left, was replaced by an energetic substitute.Chelsea also changed accordingly. Mourinho planned to give up the attack on the right directly, so he changed Scorpius from the right back to the left, and also replaced Robben with Joe Cole.

As expected, extra time was also very difficult.

The raindrops fell like gravel, and even blocked the line of sight, but now that it has entered overtime, it is somewhat impossible to fight another day.

The players' spiked shoes became a little slippery when they stepped on the grass, and the entire overtime game almost completely turned into a water battle.

The game was delayed for too long and the weather was bad, the players became a little anxious.

Moreover, the heavy rain also somewhat obscured the referee's sight, and this is also the last 10 minutes of the Champions League.Everyone's movements became a little louder and a little rough.

In just 15 minutes of overtime, the referee has issued six verbal warnings and two yellow cards.

But even in such a fierce fight, neither side could score a goal to open the situation.

Scorpius' breath was getting hotter, and he didn't need to touch his forehead to know something was wrong.

It rained heavily in Athens this time, my cheeks were hot, my ears were hot, my eye sockets were dry and painful, and my whole body was hot.

He even felt dizzy in his head.

He wasted a lot of opportunities in the second half and overtime, not only because the rain made the turf too slippery, but also because the water polo was too slow.

Also because of the fever, his reaction was much slower.

Mourinho on the sidelines and the audience in the stands can see it.

At the beginning of overtime, he made a mistake in stopping the ball, and he stopped for a full three meters before he firmly controlled the ball under his feet.

Inserting five fingers into the hair and pulling back all the wet blond hair, Scorpius looked up at the situation beside him.

The ball is now at Lampard's feet, and the magic lamp is likely to choose to distribute the ball to Joe Cole, because Joe Cole has more energy.What's more, not far from him is Gattuso, who has been lingering around him since the start of overtime. If he wants to break through, he can only meet Gattuso and Ness who are in good form this season. tower.

But it is not impossible to give him the ball.While Joe Cole is full of energy now, so are Favalli and Kaladze playing against him.

Even relatively speaking, it may be more difficult to break through from the right than the left. After all, Scorpius is young, and his physical strength is quite good, and he can run.

What's more, judging from the game situation in the past month, the winning rate of giving the ball to Scorpius is higher.

Lampard only hesitated for a few seconds, then quickly raised his foot to dial the ball and sent the ball to the left.

Scorpius had been prepared for a long time, and while unloading the ball from his shoulders, he planned to adjust his body direction and prepare to drive forward with the ball.

But Gattuso, who was always staring at him, didn't want to give him a chance to touch the ball.

Seeing that Scorpius was going to unload the ball with his shoulder, Gattuso ran over in two steps and jumped up to grab the ball, or knock the ball directly out of the sideline.

In order to catch the ball, Scorpius shifted his position slightly, and the rain also somewhat affected his ability to observe the situation on the field from the corner of his eye.

Therefore, he did not see Gattuso bumping into him when he took off, and it was too late to avoid Gattuso when he turned sideways in the air.

Looking at Gattuso, whose face was not even two or three centimeters away from him, Scorpius' brain froze for a moment.

What made him wake up suddenly was the dull pain from the brow bone and the impact on the bridge of the nose. Almost immediately, his left eye was blurred and he couldn't see anything clearly.

The collision was unexpected by both of them. The ball that hit Scorpius' shoulder was ignored and quickly rolled to the ground.

Scorpius didn't stand still because of the impact, and Gattuso was almost on top of him because of inertia.

The black and white football rolled on the grass behind him.

Immediately afterwards, the brain, which was a little chaotic due to the fever, became extremely clear almost immediately due to the sharp stabbing pain on the ankle.

Most of the fans in front of the TV gasped.

Gattuso and Scorpius almost collided face to face, but this is not a beautiful and ambiguous picture in an idol drama.

In the eyes of England fans, Scorpius, who grew up as a "little flower" in a greenhouse, immediately scratched his forehead, and his blood flowed down after being splashed by the rain.

But it's not over yet.

Gattuso failed to adjust in time because of the wrong jumping angle, and he almost fell directly on Scorpius.

And the ball that was being fought by the two happened to be near Scorpius' calf.

With just a blink of an eye, the field became chaotic.

Gattuso hurriedly supported his body and stood up, but Scorpius bit his arm when he raised his hand.

Chelsea's team doctor hadn't had time to play, and Scorpius' teammates hadn't surrounded him yet. The camera seized the opportunity to let the fans in front of the TV clearly see that Scorpius' ankle bones were slightly misaligned.

Gattuso, who raised his hands to signal to the referee, was stunned for a moment, then quickly squatted down and took off Scorpius' socks and shin guards. This angle allowed the camera to seize the opportunity again and captured a clearer picture.

There was a circle of red on the fair ankle, and the position was indeed slightly wrong.

It should be a dislocation or subluxation, and in a worse case, it may even be a fracture.

The slippery field is easy to cause players to be injured, but I didn't expect that someone was actually injured.

Mourinho's face sank instantly on the sidelines, and he immediately waved the team doctor onto the field.

The Chelsea fans in the stands stood up angrily, protesting and cursing loudly.

The Chelsea players were not idle either. Lampard, who was the closest, rushed to Gattuso's side and grabbed his collar in two or three steps.

In fact, this is not Gattuso's fault, it's just that Scorpius' luck was a little bit worse. The ball just lay under his right leg like a fulcrum, and something will definitely happen if it is pressed down like this.

Beckham, who was in the stands among the Chelsea fans, frowned and kept praying in his heart.

Ferguson, who was on the stand of neutral fans, couldn't help standing up.

Cristiano stared at the TV screen and couldn't help but hugged the pillow in his hand tightly, even a little afraid to look at the picture on the screen.

He could feel the pain through the screen.Seeing the dislocation of the bones, I am afraid that even if there is no fracture, it will still be a stabbing pain.

The referee paused the game, and he didn't see the scene clearly.But obviously there is already a wounded person lying here.

He frowned, took two steps back from the encirclement of players from both sides who were scrambling for more rights, showed Gattuso a yellow card and awarded Chelsea a free kick?

"Yellow card? Are you fucking blind?"

Terry was stopped by Joe Cole and still wanted to rush forward to the blind referee and punch him in the jaw: "Our player was kicked by this damn guy and broke his leg, you give him a yellow card, It's a fucking red card! Red card!"

The referee stared at him and warned him: "If you are dissatisfied, you can appeal after the game. This is a yellow card."

As he spoke, he pretended to take out a yellow card to warn Terry.

The Chelsea players could only gather around Scorpius dissatisfied and cursing.

Lampard put his palm under Skorpi's head and frowned as the team doctor took off Skorpi's boots to examine his injury.

The other hand gently wiped the green grass off Scorpius' face and whispered comfort to him.

Scorpius turned his head sideways, closed his eyes tightly, knit his brows together fiercely, biting the towel tightly in his mouth.There was an abnormal blush on his face, and his eyes were also red. He grabbed the turf on the ground with both hands, and his slender white fingers were stained with green and dirty muddy water.

The stinging pain magnified his panting several times, and he could only prolong his breathing as much as possible to relieve the pain.

It's just that his breathing sounded a little trembling, as if he was crying.

But Lampard didn't know whether the transparent liquid on his face was rain or tears, so he could only comfort him softly and tell him that everything will be ok.Although in fact he didn't know what the situation was like.

Chelsea's team doctor groped for a long time and heaved a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, it's only a semi-dislocation and no fracture, but if there is any fracture, I will have to go to the hospital to take an X-ray. It should be fine. After all, Scorpius is still young, and the bones are not so brittle."

He said, let Scorpius bite the towel tightly, and with a force, broke the bone back directly.

Scorpius whimpered, raised his hand and took out the towel, panting heavily.

"Go to the hospital for an examination and take a good rest for a week. This situation will not affect your career."

The team doctor said that he took out gauze and emergency medicine, sprayed some medicine on Scorpius' ankle to reduce swelling and pain, and then wrapped him with gauze.

But it was of no use, the rain was so heavy that the medicine was washed away almost immediately.

Lampard couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, raised his hand and touched Scorpius' forehead, and continued to comfort him: "Anyway, there is no game recently, you should rest well, and we will go to the hospital to see you after the game. Is there still a little bit?" Fever? It’s okay, there’s no competition anyway, now I can take antipyretics.”

Mourinho also let go of his heart, waved Wright Jr. to warm up, and prepared to replace Scorpius and let Scorpius go directly to the hospital.

Unexpectedly, Scorpius propped himself up and stood up.

He supported Lampard's shoulders, and he didn't dare to let his right foot hit the ground, but shook his head and stared at Mourinho stubbornly with those purple eyes: "I won't end."

Mourinho simply suspected that there was something wrong with his ears: "What did you say?"

"I said, I don't want to end."

Scorpius shook his head, and the gauze pasted on his forehead was quickly wet by the rain, and some blood red appeared.

He clenched his lower lip, his purple eyes were dim but he didn't dodge them, and looked straight at Mourinho.

The end will be dead.

If he loses the ball, he is dead.

No matter the injury or the pain, he will not end, and he will not allow himself to wait helplessly for death to come.

Terry grabbed the collar of his jersey before the head coach could speak: "Get out of here! Is Chelsea short of people? Did you lose your legs for this game! Do you hear me, get out of here? !"

Scorpius ignored him, still stubbornly looking at Mourinho with those gorgeous purple eyes.

His cheeks were abnormally red, but his thin lips that were biting tightly were pale.

The broken skin on the forehead could not heal under the washing of the rain at all, leaving a delicate pale pink trickle along the rain, which stained Scorpius' eyelashes red.

: "Boss, I said that I will bring the victory to you and to Chelsea. Before I achieve my goal, I will definitely, I will not, end."

His personality would appear to be particularly bad at such times, and he would obediently and immediately correct him whenever he asked a question.Only at this time, he was so stubborn that no one could stop him.

"...After kicking the free kick, go to the hospital immediately."

Mourinho looked at those bottomless purple eyes and finally gave in.

"Coach, you can't do this!"

Lampard growled coldly.

The other players in the team showed some disapproval on their faces. They all wanted to win, but how can Scorpius play like this?

Even Scorpius disagreed, but he disagreed in another way: "I don't go in."

This free kick was too far away, it was raining too much, he was still suffering from a high fever, and he had just been injured, so if there was a slight negligence, this goal would definitely not be scored.

"This ball can only rely on tactics."

There are 8 minutes left before the end of the game, there is no stoppage time.

If it is still a tie, it will go directly to the penalty shootout.

To the surprise of the fans, Wright, who was halfway through the warm-up, sat back on the bench again.

And Scorpius, who was injured just now, was still standing on the field.

A thought flashed through the minds of millions of football fans around the world at the same time: Are you crazy?Does this mean that you will never touch football again?

Ferguson stood in the stands and felt that Mourinho must be crazy, he would let Scorpius continue to play.

The Chelsea fans on the field also thought Scorpius and Mourinho were crazy.

But any normal player will not ignore his future or take his body seriously.

But any normal player would not say like Scorpius: "Actually, it doesn't hurt that much. It's not as easy to dislocate after subluxating and moving the bone back into place. I have no problem now, it's just my ankle. The muscles are still a little swollen."

He calmly shook his right leg, looking flat, as if it wasn't his right leg at all: "And I can shoot with my left foot."

Not to mention: "Milan will relax their defense against me, because in their view I have been injured, and it will become very easy to defend. So their attention will not be on me, they will pay more attention to me. The defense against Didier and Joe, and the attacking even further. And now if you counter-attack and pass the ball to me, you can score."

His words are simply ridiculous.

Isn't this sentence true?

Isn't it easy to defend you after all this?

Lampard even suspected that he was in a coma.

But Scorpius was unwilling to leave the field, seeing that the referee was getting more and more impatient, and had come to urge them once.

Mourinho frowned, but nodded.

He should be mean, Chelsea are one step away from lifting the trophy.

It's not that he didn't let players play with injuries before. If it's as Scorpius said, then he may be able to become a breakthrough.

And damn it, he knew Scorpius was right.

If AC Milan ignores Scorpius' terrible sense of smell like a poisonous scorpion, then he is the most dangerous sharp knife on the field.

The free kick was taken by Didier Drogba, but free kicks in rainy weather are extremely easy to make mistakes, let alone a free kick from such a long distance.

The ball didn't even break through the wall.

The game continues as normal.

So, Scorpius still stood on the left side of the front field, but he hardly ran, just walking slowly on the field.

He frowned, and there was a sharp dull pain in his right foot when he moved slightly.So he uses his left foot to support his weight as much as possible.

He laughs at himself inwardly, making it sound like he's willing to give his all for the team.

In fact, he just wanted to survive.

In order to survive, he will do whatever it takes.

He didn't even say that he was betting.

Bet that Gattuso feels guilty for him, bet that no one in Milan wants to destroy a young player who is only 20 years old and still has unlimited prospects with a collision again. If it is not necessary, they will choose to bypass it.

It's easy, isn't it?

Anyway, he was already injured, and the pain of dislocation was no joke. He was standing on the court now, but he was young and energetic and unwilling to admit defeat.

Even if you ignore him, he can't score goals.

Scorpius lowered his eyes.

He didn't know when he had become what he hated the most. He calculated people's hearts and used everything he could.

Just for the win.

Or just to be able to survive.

The stadium seemed to have nothing to do with him at this time. Almost all Chelsea players were concentrated in their own half, and even Didier Drogba had retreated.Milan's offense was very fierce, and the Rossoneri didn't seem to want to drag the game into penalties. This game was really tiring.

Scorpius swayed around ten meters in front of AC Milan. In the whole half, only Maldini, who lacked strength, was left behind in the midfield. Nesta, just in case, and Milan Dida at the door.

Maldini even had the time to talk to him: "Hey, kid? Why don't you end? Doesn't it hurt?"

Scorpius looked up at him suspiciously and shook his head.

The timing board on the sidelines showed that there were only 40 seconds left in the first half.

Maldini shook his head and exchanged glances with Dida behind him.Nesta also ran back and stopped in front of the door.

But at this time, a sudden change occurred.

Terry, who intercepted the ball from Kaka, passed the ball back to Cech. Cech didn't know whether he was going to end all the suspense of the game or let Chelsea do the last game.

He stood in front of the goal, and when the Milan players were a little slack because of the lack of time left, he threw the ball and sent the ball directly to the frontcourt.

Drogba, who was slightly behind, chased the midfielder, nodded the ball behind, and sent the ball high into the air again with a swing of his neck.

Chelsea's luck finally improved once, and this powerful ball went straight to Chelsea's penalty area.

Scorpius jumped just in time.

Maldini originally wanted to grab his jersey or directly contradict him, but somehow changed his mind in mid-air.

Everyone knows that Scorpius is not good at heading the ball, and he has been injured. There is no other way to score in this position except to hang the golden hook upside down.

What's more, he has reached the age of retiring soon.

He doesn't have to for a goal that can't be scored at all...

No.

For AC Milan, victory is the most important thing now.

They had already failed once in Istanbul two years ago.

AC Milan has faced too much injustice this season, and they have made no less efforts than Chelsea.

In the football scandal case last summer, AC Milan, who had to start the league season with a penalty of minus 8 points and hastily ended the player's holiday and was forced to start from the European Championship qualification, regarded itself from top to bottom. A victim of injustice.

AC Milan's season has gotten off to a terrible start.The training that started early and the acquisition that was too late to prepare made AC Milan rush at the beginning of the season, but now AC Milan has recovered its state before the most critical moment of the season.

Their efforts are worthy of champions.

Maldini took off and tried to stop the Northern Irish teenager from behind, but he was more than capable.

The captain of AC Milan could only watch helplessly as Scorpius hit the ball with his forehead. The ball seemed to have drawn a predestined trajectory in the air, passed over Dida's shoulder, and smashed into the net.

The referee's whistle sounded.

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!! Another lore! Scorpius!"

The ESPN announcer stood up excitedly.

Mourinho on the sidelines jumped up excitedly, waving his fists to the sky.

There was deafening cheers from the Chelsea fans in the stands as they rose to their feet with enormous joy on their faces.

Another kill!Scorpius' lore ushered in the first Champions League trophy for Chelsea, Chelsea is the king of Europe!

we are the champion!

Some fans even took out the fireworks that had been prepared and secretly brought into the stadium to be lit.

Next up will be Chelsea's carnival.

But they found that the line referee on the sidelines raised the flag upwards, and the referee's whistle was not to indicate that the goal was valid, but the final whistle.

Van der signaled the end of the game, the two sides drew, ready to enter the penalty shootout.

"Damn it, is this an offside? How is this an offside, is the lineman blind? He wasn't even parallel to the AC Milan players at all, he judged the ball offside from behind them!"

But judging from the camera playback on the sidelines, this is indeed an offside ball.

Nesta's position when Drogba passed the ball is controversial, because his parallel position with Scorpius almost coincides, and Scorpius' offside may only be the tip of the nose.

But he does look closer to the goal than the ball, any player other than Dida.

The lineman's eyes are really good.

In the back position, with such heavy rain, his eyes were clearer than the camera, and he easily recognized Scorpius' position just a little bit forward.

Truly a lineman.

The ESPN commentator sat back in his seat indignantly, muttering in his mouth: "Well, he ruined a great game."

"The 20-year-old Northern Irish player may have to face such a cruel fact, even though he has tried his best. But the reality is cruel, this goal was not scored."

He finally sighed to calm down his emotions, after all, the game still needs to go on.

"Tonight in Athens was a heartbreaking night for Chelsea."

Scorpius knelt in front of Milan's goal, staring blankly at the black and white ball in the net.

The sharp stabbing pain in his right foot could not be ignored, but his mind went blank.

All I know is that it's over.

Under the heavy rain, the gauze on his forehead had fallen from the header just now, and the blood was washed down by the rain, and the wound hit again so that his left face was almost covered with blood.

The Chelsea fans in the stands covered their mouths with scarves, bit their lips desperately and looked at the sky, but still couldn't stop the tears from welling up in their eyes.

"Cry, Scorpius."

The voice of the commentator was a little choked: "He is the best player in the world, and the blood of the Blues who will never give up flows on him. He is not a fragile vase, he is a real iron-blooded player. With the cover of rain, cry."

The narrator's voice seemed to come from very far away.

Cristiano stared intently at the picture on the TV, unconsciously holding his breath.

Yes, under the cover of the heavy rain, no one knew whether he was crying or not.

But there was a voice in his heart telling him.

Scorpius doesn't cry.

The TV camera paid close attention to the exquisite face of the Northern Irishman who seemed to have been kissed by God, but the bright purple eyes were like black abyss at the moment.

He just maintained that posture, calmly kneeling in front of AC Milan's goal, numbly looking at the black and white football in the net.

...but I care.