Chapter 98 Long live! Double crown!

"Freddy Eastwood is in trouble. He was clamped back and forth by two Chelsea players. The football was at his feet, but he couldn't turn around and shoot. As long as another person comes up, the ball will definitely be cut off... He turns around... The shot is in! The ball is in! The ball is in! The ball is in! The end is in the field! The kill is absolutely!!”

The interviewer yelled excitedly from the TV.

What he was more excited about in front of the TV was the Nottingham Forest fans. Those who couldn't go to watch the game on site could only choose to watch the game in a crowded bar. They were so lucky that they saw this exciting scene as the game was about to end.

"Champion! We are champions!"

"Double champion!"

"Tony, I love you, I love you so much-"

"Ohhhh--you're going to propose to him, Yoll?"

"If I were a woman, I would marry him!"

"Ah hahahaha..."

Such scenes appear in bars where all Nottingham Forest fans gather, including Kenny Burns' Forest Bar.

"Beer! More beer! How can there be no wine at such a moment?"

"Cheers! For the championship!"

"Cheers! For the double crown!"

No one has been watching TV or listening to the explanation. Now everyone is drinking and announcing victory and excitement.

Someone raised his glass high to Burns behind the bar, and Burns also raised his glass in his hand and ordered a few. The man drank it all, while Burns just stopped. As the owner of this bar, he still needed to stay awake.

But that doesn't mean he is not happy about the Forest team's results. In fact, he may be happier and excited than everyone here. The defending champions... Twenty-eight years have passed, and that scene seems to have appeared in front of Burns. The same group of people, but they were still young at that time. They could follow the team around. They witnessed the first glory in the history of Nottingham Forest at the Bernabeu - before Tony Donne, it was "the most brilliant" - now these people are old, with gray hair on their temples.

Time flies so quickly.

In the heavy rain in Moscow, the crazy celebration at Luzhniki Stadium was finally suspended by the referee forcibly interfering. The game is not over yet, and Chelsea still has the opportunity to equalize the score. If the players in Nottingham Forest continue to celebrate so unscrupulously, they will definitely be angrily complained by Chelsea players, saying that they took the opportunity to delay the game time.

Just as the Nottingham Forest players returned to the court, the fourth official also stood on the sidelines. He held up the electronic billboard high, and the numbers on it were the last stoppage time of the game - three minutes!

There are still the last three minutes left to equalize the score. If they cannot score, they will regretfully pass by the championship trophy.

Don En also recovered from his excitement. He stood on the sidelines, wrapped his hands around his chest, staring at the stadium nervously. The last three minutes. Everything could happen. Think about the final of the Champions League against Bayern Munich in 1999...

Don't let me go, you guys! He stared at the Nottingham Forest players on the field and gritted his teeth in his heart.

"There are three minutes left, be sure to hold on!" Van Nystruey, who had been replaced, patted his sportswear jacket and stood on the sidelines. His hands were rolled into a trumpet shape and shouted inside.

While Nottingham Forest was celebrating wildly, Grant had completed the substitution adjustment work. This time he replaced two players in one breath, and did not leave any tricks because he wanted to play overtime with Nottingham Forest.

Shepchenko replaced Joe Cole, who did nothing under the fierce pressure from Nottingham Forest. Beletti replaced Maklele, who was exhausted.

It is obvious that we need to strengthen the offense and intend to make a desperate bet in the last three minutes.

The game started again, and Chelsea kept the football firmly under his feet and advanced into the penalty area of ​​Nottingham Forest. Chelsea's players were smart and did not rush to use long passes to send the football directly to the Forest team's goal, because in that case, they might lose possession faster.

As long as the football is controlled by one's own side, you can launch an attack at any time.  The time is not long.   What is important at this time is not the quantity of the attack, but the quality.

Ashley Cole also rushed up and threw himself into the offense. Lampard saw him and passed the football over.

In the last moment, Ashley Cole made a tough forward with his own speed, and finally broke through Rafinia and tore a hole in the right defense line of Nottingham Forest!

Cheers from Chelsea fans rang out at the scene.

The players of the Forest team believed that Ashley Cole would definitely make a cross from the bottom, and Pepe caught up and blocked him and prevented him from entering the penalty area. Drogba was handed over to Pique in the middle.

Ashley Cole did not pass the football to Drogba. He didn't even pass it to the goal, and he directly made a pass from the diagonally behind. The football flew outside the penalty area!

Barack received the ball, and he made a move to shoot, asking George Wood to throw the center of gravity out and block it with his body. But a pass came. The target was Lampard on the other side!

This corner kick was passed very well, and Lampard almost no one was on guard when he received the ball. After he got the ball, he turned around and shot directly!

Everyone stood up from their seats.  If they entered, the Nottingham Forest fans would have been in vain before. If they didn't enter... Chelsea would be finished.

"Bang!"

This is the time to hear this sound in this game?

"The crossbar prevented Lampard's shot! The crossbar prevented Chelsea!"

The football bounced back when it hit the crossbar, and the attack was not over yet.

Although Lampard did not shoot the ball into the goal, the entire defense of the Forest team was shaken. Shepchenko appeared at the landing point of the ball, and he had a chance to fill the ball into the goal...

"Shot--"

The football flew directly out of the crossbar...

I didn't kick the front part and I shot high.

Tony Tangen felt his legs were weak, which was too irritating to his heart... He pressed his left chest with his hand and could clearly feel his heartbeat speed.

"Damn..." he murmured weakly.

Next to him, Chris Lack groaned, "Do you know, just now. I almost thought I had a heart attack..."

"This can even be said to be the best offensive opportunity for Chelsea in the second half. But Crossbench rejected Lampard, and Shepchenko's shot directly hit the sky! Chelsea's luck is so bad! Or, Nottingham Forest is so lucky..."

Shepchenko held his head with both hands. He had the chance to be a hero... However, with such a short playing time, his body was not even hot and his feet were still cold. How could he feel like shooting? If you give him five more minutes... Damn it! Bastard!

Lampard stood in front of the goalkeeper Van der Sar powerlessly. He got a balloon of luck in the first half, and in the second half, all the luck ran to the opponent.

It's too hard, lighter, and the football goes down a little bit and you can fly directly into the goal. Van der Sar has surrendered his gun...

Gareth Bell kissed the doorpost wildly. The words can no longer describe his mood at this moment.

The ball failed to score, which greatly hit Chelsea's morale. Although the game was more than one minute left to end. Chelsea could no longer be able to raise their spirits to attack. What's more, Nottingham Forest kept the football firmly under their feet and was not in a hurry to attack. It was just in the backcourt and kept falling down in the midfield. Even if Chelsea fans booed collectively, Nottingham Forest players were unmoved.

In this way, the game is getting closer and closer.

Even the commentator announced: "The game is over. Chelsea was hit by the crossbar just now. They seemed to have lost all their courage and fighting spirit in an instant, and they had no idea how to play the remaining minute of the game. Football is now under the control of Nottingham Forest, and Chelsea players are fooled by them..."

In the stands. A man who hid himself in his windbreaker saw this scene and shook his head silently.

Football is still at the feet of Nottingham Forest players. Except for Lampard, Chelsea players have no intention of coming up to grab the ball. They see that Nottingham Forest wants to delay time until the end of the game. No one wants to go up to be the fooled monkey...

Outside the bench and coaching seat of Nottingham Forest, players and coaches gathered on the sidelines, waiting for the referee to whistle three times so they could rush in to celebrate.

Tang En was sandwiched in the crowd. He was trying to hide the joy on his face. The game was not over yet, so he didn't want the people on the court to think they could relax.

In the stands at Luzhniki Stadium, Chelsea fans stopped, while Nottingham Forest fans have been singing since Eastwood's goal. In addition to Lampard's goal post and Shepchenko's supplementary shot, the singing is now mixed with increasing cheers. Everyone - no, all Nottingham Forest fans - are waiting for that moment to arrive.

The referee was looking at the watch.   The whistle had been put into his mouth.    Maybe the pleasant whistle will be heard in the next second.

There are ten seconds left in injury time.

Lampard kept running and finally grabbed the ball! This may be Chelsea’s last chance!

There are seven seconds left in injury time.

George Wood came out from the slant. The ball that forced Lampard to be unable to be taken out and passed out. Lampard wanted to get rid of Wood like crazy. He was betting that the ball was on the offensive side now, and unless the offense was completely out of the way, the referee would not blow the whistle to end the game. But... first of all, he needed to show that he was attacking, not entangled with George Wood in the midfield.

Wood looked coldly at Chelsea No. 8, who had been a teammate in England. He felt the same way as he longed for victory and championship. But who told us to be the opponent? This time I will disappoint you.

Lampard was waiting for his teammates to support him, but he did not dare to pass back, because he was afraid that the referee would blow the whistle as soon as the ball was passed back.

Wood found that Lampard didn't seem to focus all his attention on the football under his feet, and this was an opportunity!

Without hesitation, he stretched out his foot and poked it out from behind. Lampard staggered and lost the ball!

After discovering that the football was broken, Lampard's heart was like an ice cave for an instant.

Then he heard the voice he didn't want to hear:

"Dou!Dou!Dou—"

"The competition is over-" The commentator's voice was then drowned out by even louder cheers.

Nottingham Forest players and coaches who were waiting on the sidelines rushed into the stadium.

Tang En was not that excited. He had not forgotten that he had to shake hands with the other head coach. Although he still didn't like Grant, as a winner, he still shook hands with the loser. He still did not reject it.

So he walked towards Grant with a smile.

Grant greeted him with a pale face.

Neither of the two spoke, and it was not appropriate to say that it was a handshake. They just touched their fingertips and immediately separated.

Grant turned to comfort the players, while Don En was surrounded by reporters.

"Congratulations to your team for creating new history, Mr. Done!"

"Thanks. "

"Do you have anything to say?"

"Before the final, I thought we should win the championship, we should be the whole of Europe... no, the best team in the world. I am very glad that this result proves my idea. "Getting the championship made Tang En, who was already arrogant, even more arrogant, of course. He has such a arrogant qualification...

Journalists like to see him arrogant. Once he is arrogant, his mouth will say a lot of words that make the media happy. Readers will climax under the media's teasing, and then everyone will be wet.

"Can you evaluate your opponent? Chelsea caused you some trouble in the second half..."

"It's just a trouble." Tang En stretched out his index finger and waved it. This action that looked very similar to Bruce Lee made him a favorite of photographers. Tomorrow, his extremely arrogant photo will appear on the front page of all media.

"They did a good job in the second half, but they did not score a goal, but instead allowed us to score the goal. They won the championship. This shows that we are better than them!"
To be continued...