Chapter 278 Warcraft 1 Appears
"Hey, hey, hey, Terry, what's Terry going to do?"
Under the attention of 80,000 people in the audience and in front of all the fans in front of the TV, Terry's forehead hit Dong Fangzhuo's.
He wants to compete with Dong Fangzhuo!
However, as soon as Terry touched Dong Fangzhuo's forehead, Dong Fangzhuo immediately took half a step back, staggered, fell backwards and fell!
What?
At that moment, all Chelsea fans were stunned.
This is such a performance nature! Who the hell do you think Terry can fall down just by standing up to Dong Fangzhuo?
But Dong Fangzhuo's timing was particularly good. Just when Terry stuck his head out towards him angrily, Dong Fangzhuo had already planned the fall.
After falling to the ground, Dong Fangzhuo covered his forehead with both hands and screamed in pain...
This... Cristiano Ronaldo, who was back on defense, was standing next to Terry and Dong Fangzhuo. He originally wanted to come up to separate them, but Dong Fangzhuo's reaction completely surprised him.
This... this... even he was a little embarrassed.
Dong can go to Hollywood...
The referee on duty trotted over and put his hand into his pocket as he ran.
It’s over…
The moment the referee took out the card, the faces of all Chelsea people turned dark.
Although they knew that Dong Fangzhuo's collapse was exaggerated, they could not stop the referee from playing cards.
"Red card?"
As soon as Lineker finished speaking, the referee took out the yellow card.
Thank God! Terry, no red card! The referee just gave a yellow card.
After all, Terry did not take action, he just wanted to challenge Dong Fangzhuo. Although Dong Fangzhuo's collapse was exaggerated, Dong Fangzhuo did not challenge Terry. The yellow card was not unjust at all.
"Oh, why not a red card?" In the stands, a flash of disappointment flashed through the Manchester United fans. They hoped Terry would be sent off with a red card instead of just a yellow card.
but,
The good situation continues to approach Manchester United!
At this time, Mourinho had already jumped up in front of the fourth official, his right hand pointing in the direction of Dong Fangzhuo.
"Can't you all see such an exaggerated performance?"
"That little bastard is just acting!"
"oh!"
“What a great show!”
"Your punishment is so great!"
The excited Mourinho simply clapped his hands. There was nothing to express the anger in his heart at this time.
"pretty,"
"Nice show."
At the same time, huge boos erupted from the stands.
"Referee, are you sons of bitches from Manchester United?"
"You just give it a penalty and Manchester United wins the game!"
"Fake Yomad..."
This time, it was the fourth official's turn to get angry. He waved to the referee...
After a while, the referee walked towards Mourinho.
Red card!
This time it's not a yellow card, but a red card!
Mourinho was shown a red card.
"oh!"
"God, Mourinho was sent to the stands! Terry didn't go down, Mourinho went down."
"He shouldn't be so uncool..."
In the stands, Manchester United fans immediately cheered, and they were happy to see what was happening in front of them.
"Hey, go to the stands and stay!"
"I can give you some popcorn! Mr. Mourinho."
"..."
Mourinho did not go to the stands, but went straight to the tunnel. After all, there was not much time left in the first half. He cursed as he walked.
"Shit."
"Shit penalty."
"Dirty show!"
"shame!"
"..."
"Haha, Dong, you are so good and your fall is so beautiful. I have to learn from you in the future." Ronaldo hugged Dong Fangzhuo's arm and smiled.
"It failed. I thought it was a red card..." Dong Fangzhuo rolled his eyes and said in his heart, but fortunately, he can do whatever he wants in the second half. However, I will definitely be bombarded by the media after the game, alas...
In the tunnel of the locker room, the Manchester United players were a joy. They completely ignore the current anger of Chelsea people...
Terry muffled his voice and walked quickly. No one wanted to get close to the Manchester United players...
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The second half restarted, and Mourinho finally sat in the stands. The command area that originally belonged to him had been replaced by an assistant coach.
The command can only be given to the main coach.
At the same time, Crespo had been replaced by Drogba, but he did not replace Terry. Although Terry got a yellow card and his temper was quite hot in the first half, he still chose to believe in Terry and instead added extra time. La took him off and replaced him with fellow Portuguese Carvalho.
This was discussed in the locker room, and the remaining one spot was reserved.
When Crespo came off the field, his eyes were very complicated. His debut was so complicated. England's game was really difficult to play. The water was too deep, even deeper than the Milan Derby...
"Chelsea can still be saved. Terry is still on the court, but Mourinho is still on the court. Although Crespo has left the game, Drogba has come up. If Chelsea can reduce defensive mistakes, they can still fight!"
However, less than a minute after Mourinho sat in the stands, he changed his mind. He took out a small piece of paper from his pocket, made signs on it, and asked someone to find a way to hand it over to the assistant coach. in hand.
Instead of grinding slowly, it's better to grind it faster.
So after the assistant coach received Mourinho's little note, he immediately asked Wright Phillips to warm up.
Soon, Chelsea ran out of substitutions, and Wright Phillips came on to replace Duff.
Soon, Phillips, who was in danger, created an opportunity. He and Robben exchanged positions. In the 54th minute, Wright Phillips made a breakthrough pass from the right, and Drogba leaned on Vidic!
Vidic finally found his opponent. Drogba's strong body made Vidic feel overwhelmed for the first time. This guy was much more difficult to resist than Crespo just now, and he couldn't hold it. Drogba didn't seem to spend any time. No matter how hard he tried, he was squeezed until he lost his temper.
Drogba raised his right foot, removed the ball, then squeezed Vidic away, turned around and whipped!
In the first half, Crespo didn't dare to stop the ball at his feet, but Drogba not only stopped it at his feet, but also pushed Vidic away before shooting!
That's the difference.
But Drogba's subsequent volley went over the crossbar.
Ferdinand was dumbfounded, man, I thought you could kill this guy...
Ferdinand also had a headache when he saw Drogba. He didn't like Drogba because he was too difficult to guard against.
At this time, Vidic was still a little shy and quickly cast an apologetic look at Ferdinand. He didn't know that Ferdinand was actually really afraid of Drogba.
After Drogba's shot, he immediately alerted Vidic and Ferdinand. No fool would not double-team.
After that, Drogba had no chance and was stared at by these two men.
The game gradually reached a stalemate, and when the boundary ball happened, Chelsea's assistant coach immediately gave Crespo instructions on the sidelines.
Warcraft's understanding is obviously very strong. In the 62nd minute, Makelele passed the ball straight from midfield. Drogba leaned on Ferdinand and Vidic on the edge of the penalty area on the right. The two behind him couldn't squeeze him at all. Then Drogba calmly Knocking the ball back to Lampard, Lampard followed up with a direct shot from 20 yards!
Drogba no longer forces a shot, but instead plays the ball for his teammates...
Boom——
This time, Lampard finally hit a high-quality shot. The ball almost missed the post and flew into the goal. Van der Sar was finally helpless with the ball.
“Goooooal!“
"Goooooooooooal!"
"Frank Lampard!"
"He pulled a goal back for Chelsea!"
"1:2, Chelsea still have a chance to equalize the score, and there is still half an hour left for them."
I wipe...
Although Dong Fangzhuo was at the far end, he could see clearly that Drogba was really too strong. One versus two, he almost calmly passed the ball to Lampard.
He couldn't help but turn his head and glance at Terry, who was waving his arms in celebration.
Putting aside the hostile relationship, Terry is really strong. I wonder what Terry will do against Drogba?
Drogba can do this, can't I do it too?