Football God.

Chapter 663

This goal broke all the tension just now, like an inflated balloon, a small needle can make it burst!

Now Lewandowski is the one who popped the balloon, and he made everything go in the exact opposite direction from what was predicted before the game!

Jack Brown felt like he was going crazy: "Is this a reversal? Yes, it is a reversal! Manchester United won a 2-1 away game in the last game. No one would have guessed that there would be such a result! Manchester United Actually lost the tickets to the upcoming final, and it was Leeds United who staged a lore! I think all fans should have the same question as me, that is, Lewandowski’s goal, what is it? Not lore!"

Whether it is a lore or not, in fact, there is not much suspense.

Ferguson knew in his heart that the current situation gradually became clear.

上一场比赛自己1-2拿到了客场胜利,可现在,比分是3-1,总比分是4-3,看起来是曼联只需要再进一个就可以把比分扳平。

However, Leeds teamed up with three away goals, but they only had two.

Even if it is a draw, the final winner is still Leeds United...

How much Ferguson liked the rule of the number of home and away goals before, how tired he is now.

But for Heinrich, he felt as if he heard the sound of nature.

This game has its own difficulties against Leeds United and Manchester United.

The most difficult thing is that the victory of this game is too important, so important that it makes one's scalp tingle with nervousness!

And now, everything has disappeared with Lewandowski's goal.

If possible, Heinrich really wants to rush to the field, pull the Polish forward and give him a warm hug, but Heinrich still wants to participate in the on-site command of the final, so this idea is just in his head After thinking about it, he gave up.

But Heinrich can celebrate with the people on the bench, yes, he also has his assistant coaches, his bench players!

But when Heinrich turned his head to look, he found that they got together in twos and threes, jumping and jumping, but none of them brought Heinrich together...

This made the German coach a little depressed. He really wanted to join the celebrating team, but as soon as he got closer, he felt his arms and waist tightened at the same time.

Looking down, I saw Griezmann hugging his waist tightly.

Looking back, he saw Bertram tugging at his arm.

Griezmann: "Boss! Don't go! Watch your body!"

Bertram: "Sir, control yourself. Your body is important. Only a good body can lead to better competition results."

Heinrich: ...I am no longer a glass man!let me go!Don't stop me from being happy together!

But in the end, the wish given to Heinrich was still not fulfilled. Even Dr. Braque, who gave him a temporary pass in the physical examination, said that he had better control himself.

Especially now that half of the team has reached the final, Heinrich needs to take care.

So, there was jubilation on the field and joy off the field, with only Heinrich poking there in the weird atmosphere, and the game restarted.

Counting the stoppage time, there are still 8 minutes to go, and Heinrich knows what he should do.

Invisible two-goal advantage, whoever does not defend is stupid...

Substitution, as many places as there are left are used!

As a result, the goal hero Lewand was replaced by a defensive player, but Lewand didn't feel sad at all, but smiled.

His offensive sharpness does not mean that he is also good defensively. On the contrary, the Pole understands that when the team is in a defensive situation, his role is very small.

It is within the normal range to be replaced, and Lewandowski will naturally not protest.

He even enjoyed the applause from the Leeds United fans, and he didn't care if there were any boos from Manchester United fans.

Ferguson stood on the sidelines, he did not give up hope, he never gave up hope.

Even so, this hope is too slim.

When a team is determined to defend, even an ordinary small team will become difficult to deal with.

Iron barrel formation, the most difficult formation in the world.

Ferguson was not silent, but he could only watch the time go by.

All the substitutions were given to forward players, but it was indeed a bit difficult for Leeds United, who wanted to block the goal, to score a goal.

And this is the first time for a young team like Leeds United to reach the final of the Champions League. They are almost using all their strength to defend, and everyone maintains a high level of state. On the contrary, their own Manchester United is somewhat depressed .

After all, two goals, two goals to score...

When the time was fixed at 94 minutes, Ferguson closed his eyes gently.

next second.

"Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!"

"The whole game is over! The black horse Leeds United will go to the final! No, it should be the white rose Leeds United! They entered the Champions League final! This is really a crazy season, crazy team, suffocating game , but there is a wonderful result!"

Over Old Trafford, cheers of white roses hovered.

This is not the first time, but it is sweeter than all the previous ones combined.

The players hugged each other, they didn't even know whether to cry or laugh, and there was cheers from the bench. They no longer just celebrated in place, but rushed into the stadium with open arms and laughing!

Among them, Heinrich was a little silent, and his body was shaking a little.

Even though his body is much better now, he is still weaker than ordinary people.

The mental tension just now consumed too much of the blond man's energy, and Heinrich exhaled lightly, not only relaxing the tension, but also relaxing the breath he was holding.

Then he felt that his legs were a little soft.

It was embarrassing to say, but it was normal for Heinrich's physical condition.

But he obviously didn't want to be the first head coach to fall on the ground after winning. He shook slightly, but someone soon helped him.

Turning his head, he saw Bertram's face.

Mr. Bodyguard lowered his head slightly, and while supporting Heinrich, he said, "Sir, I just answered a few calls."

Heinrich's eyes looked at the players who were rolling wantonly in the field, with a gentle smile on his face, he said, "Speak."

"There's news from Madrid that Real Madrid are in the final."

Heinrich nodded, which is not surprising.

"They ended earlier. In the post-match interview, Mr. Cristiano Ronaldo said that he wanted to get married."

Heinrich was stunned for a moment, before realizing in the next second, oh, he is getting married.

with who?

It seems to be with me.

When did I promise?

Oh, it seems to me that I promised.

Mr. Coach, whose head had already begun to slow down, nodded slowly, pretending to be calm: "Okay, I understand."

Bertram continued: "Mr. Moritz sent congratulations to the Leeds United Club. The congratulations have been posted on the club's official website and highlighted."

Heinrich raised his eyebrows slightly: "The club's official website never highlights anything."

Bertram whispered: "Sir, Mr. Moritz is the chairman of the club, he has the highest authority, and...Jarvis can do this without telling us."

...the evil artificial intelligence.

Heinrich coughed lightly, but still didn't say anything.

As Bertram said, Moritz is now the chairman of the club, so of course he will not object to what the chairman wants to do.

Then, Bertram said, "Mr. Moritz also said that he would congratulate you in person."

Heinrich froze for a moment, then subconsciously looked left and right: "He's here?"

Bertram didn't speak, just pointed to the sky.

This gave Heinrich a bad feeling.

I always feel that there is something familiar...

She raised her head silently, and just so happened, something came into view.

Because of the movement of Heinrich's head up, many cameras that were watching him also raised their heads and aimed at the sky, and the fans who were watching the broadcast signal naturally followed suit.

The next second, it was Jack Brown's uncontrollable volume.

"...My God! How many planes are these? Did Leeds United hire a performance team!"

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