"Even if they want to equalize the score again, Nottingham Forest will never agree this time!"

The excited Nottingham Forest players rushed to the outside of Chelsea's goal. Instead of pressing up, they lay down with Eastwood and pointed their fists into the sky.

"I didn't fucking replace him, hahaha... I'm so wise and powerful!" Tang En laughed loudly on the sidelines, completely gone, the head coach generally has reserved.

"Freddy, you are my lucky baby! You are the champion scorer! As long as you score a goal, the champion is ours!"

Chris Lack was also excited at this time and completely forgot about the fact that he suggested that Don should replace Eastwood with poor performance and poor performance.

"Eastwood is really a striker with the ability to decide the outcome of the game! In last year's Champions League final, it was his goal at the last moment that helped the team secure the victory, extinguishing the confidence of the AC Milanese counterattack. Now, it's him about to enter the injury stoppage time, and he will definitely win the world!"

"Who can imagine such a striker who was playing football in amateur four years ago and making a living by helping his father reselling used cars?"

"Nottingham Forest is such a miracle team! Such players, such a team, they always surprise us!"

"The first defending champion since the European Champions League restructuring... is about to be born!!"

"They have written history, and they will continue to write legends. In the past two seasons since the 200708 season, there is only one color and only one name in European football. It belongs to Nottingham Forest, it is red!"

The commentators of the live broadcast competition were all crazy. They knocked on the table and stamped their feet, desperately increasing the volume and speed of speech to show their passion.

The final victory at the last moment made everyone watching this game excited in an instant!

Does anyone care about Chelsea?

After the football bounced into the goal, Chelsea's players were all stunned. They could not accept such a result at all. How could it be...how could the opponent score the goal at the last minute? Is it because our defense was not doing well enough? No! No...

It is more appropriate for Grant to sit in the coach's seat, or it is better for him to "sit" in the coach's seat. At this moment, he seemed to have no bones all over his body, and his face was as if he had lost his life.

It's a failure, it's a failure...

"Brian Clauve's most glorious moment led Nottingham Forest to win a domestic league championship and two European Champions League titles. Also defending the title, Tony Donn still has the opportunity and time to surpass his ex, because now he has tied the legend of his ex. Now he can start to shape a new hero and a new legend in the history of Nottingham Forest Football Club!"

"Don't be too happy too early, the game is not over yet! There are at least three minutes left... the football is round!"

"Do you remember what that guy Tony Don said before the final of the Champions League last year? His football is triangular! Haha!"

"The whole world is in our hands, we are Nottingham Forest! We are the fucking best team in the world! Oh oh oh - we are the champions! Nottingham Forest is the champion!"

Nottingham Forest fans don’t care about nonsense like “football is in the park”, they can’t wait to start announcing the title.
Chapter completed!