Of course he knew that he had already carved a yellow card.

But just like he said to Mourinho at halftime. If there is a particularly urgent situation, he will not hesitate to do what he should do.

Stopping the other party is what he should do now.

The distance between the two is shrinking rapidly.

Ten meters, eight meters, six meters, five meters...

Eastwood's upper body swayed and made false moves to break through, Terry was unmoved. He was waiting for the moment the football left Eastwood's control area. That was the golden time to grab the ball.

Sudden!

A black shadow broke out from the slant, knocking Eastwood in front of Terry out!

This time it happened so suddenly that Terry didn't react at all. He stood there in a daze. Watching the football rolling past him, then he heard the harsh whistle of the referee sounding again.

Deafening booing broke out in the stands. The dissatisfaction of the Forest fans was certainly not venting their anger to Terry. Their target was the "criminal" who knocked Eastwood out and fell together with Eastwood - Carvalho!

Terry was surprised after seeing the foul clearly.

The referee ran to the two people lying on the ground. He waved to signal Carvalho to stand up, and the other hand was holding a yellow card.

"He-Damn!" Tang En couldn't help but curse. "Just a yellow card?! This bitch is a referee!"

The fourth official trembled his ears and walked towards him. Tang En glanced at the other party and immediately shut up obediently.

But Chris Lack inserted from the side and pointed at a scene on the field to appeal to the fourth official: "Sir, is this a yellow card foul? Shouldn't the red card be sent off directly? Carvalho ruined our quick counterattack, and in such a barbaric way!"

He successfully attracted the attention of the fourth official and Tang En escaped.

On the other side, Mourinho saw that Trie was safe and sound. He let out a long sigh. He was really scared just now. He could tell from the field. Eastwood was trying to make trouble for Terry on purpose, otherwise there would be so many blank areas in the backcourt. Why did he take the initiative to find Terry?

Fortunately, Carvalho stepped forward at the critical moment and helped Terry block the crisis.

At the cost of him getting a yellow card, Terry stayed on the court.

The Forest players rushed up to find Carvalho's trouble, and Terry quickly inserted it and separated the two sides.

"This is a foul, but your teammates don't seem to have a big deal." He pointed to Eastwood, who was slowly getting up, and said to the excited Forest players.

After hearing what he said, everyone realized that Eastwood had indeed stood up by himself. He moved his body and found that except for the fact that his arms that were knocked down were a little hurt, it was not a big deal.

"Hey, Freddy! Are you okay?" Seeing Eastwood, the Forests players immediately diverted their attention. Carvalho was able to get out of the trap.

Terry looked at his central defender partner and said, "Thank you."

"What do you thank?" Carvalho grinned, "This is a game that requires hard work to win, I'm just trying to win."

After hearing what he said, Terry laughed: "But now we both have a yellow card."

"What are you afraid of? I don't have a single one on me." Marklele, who was next to me, suddenly said.

The other two were stunned for a moment, and then the three of them looked at each other and smiled.

All the teammates surrounded Eastwood for their well-being, fearing that his fragile knee would be hit hard again. Eastwood was frustrated: "Damn it! Damn it! Damn it Carvalho! If it weren't for him, Terry would have ended with a red card now!"

Ribery shrugged when she saw this: "Okay, it seems that Freddy is normal, let's break up!"

Eastwood's forward partner Van Nystruey patted his shoulder: "Don't think of any yellow and red cards, it's the main thing to try to score another goal."

George Wood walked away quietly after seeing Eastwood outside the crowd.

He looked up at the score on the big screen. It was still 1:1 before it moved.

Chelsea's penalty kick was not scored, and our counterattack was not successful either.

No one seized this good opportunity...
Chapter completed!