"Now Barcelona is leading the score! And more importantly, they also have an away goal! How should Nottingham Forest fight back? Tony Donn is not in the coaching seat, he is always best at adapting to this kind of work..."

The commentator's concerns were also the concerns of Nottingham Forest fans. John, Bill and others next to Donn turned their heads and looked at him, as if they wanted him to take notice.

Unexpectedly, Tang En looked at his expectant eyes and laughed: "Look at what I'm doing, I'm not on the sidelines."

"You can use our mouth, Tony." John said, pointing to his mouth.

Tang En shook his head: "Before the game, we took all possible situations into consideration, including the situation of conceding the ball. Although I think this possibility is very small... But it seems that Pi Kui is full of fighting spirit..."

"Then have you come up with any countermeasures?" asked Bill, who was impatient.

"No." Tang En continued to shake his head.

"Tony..."

"Haha!" Done laughed, "In fact, Barcelona's goal was a bit lucky, and they did not gain control of the game. Apart from this corner kick, they had no chance to really threaten our goal. So we have to make any adjustments, just continue to attack at our pace. Barcelona's defensive weakness will not improve any of this goal. So I'm not worried..."

"But if we want to advance directly now, we need to score two more goals, Tony..."

"Is it difficult to have two balls?" Tang En asked back.

He asked everyone this time. Two balls are indeed difficult, but why is Tony Don so confident?

Tang En no longer explained, he wants to watch the football now.

In fact, after Barcelona scored the goal, their morale was greatly boosted and they attacked the goal of Nottingham Forest for a while, but they did not get any decent chances in front of the restrictions on the venue conditions and Nottingham Forest's defense line. Just as Don Neng said. This goal was just luck.

Soon Nottingham Forest drove Barcelona back. Now for them, there are twenty-five minutes left. They need to score a goal to ensure that they will not be eliminated within ninety minutes. If they want to advance directly, they must score at least two goals.

For ordinary teams, this may be an impossible task to face Barcelona. But for Nottingham Forest, nothing is impossible.

The right time, place, people and people. They all occupy it. If you lose, it would be unreasonable!

After watching for a while, Tang En said to the people next to him in the stands: "Let them boldly press forward, Barcelona is at the end of their strength."

So there were singing sounds in the northern stands: "Forest Forest rush forward! Barcelona is about to finish playing! Forest Forest Press up! Barcelona is no longer possible!"

They sang over and over again, and the players of Nottingham Forest knew that the song came from the North Stand, and they all knew who it meant...

When Joe Matok and Nkuru both boldly pressed the full-backs, the singing finally disappeared.

Tang En brimmed with the people around him, thanking them for their help. “Beautiful job, guys!”

Nottingham Forest's oppressive offense forced Barcelona to have no time to attack. Perhaps they themselves think that in this case, they would just defend until the end of the game, so that they would eliminate Nottingham Forest with a total score of 3:2 and advance to the semi-finals.

Soon Nottingham Forest won a free kick in the dangerous area. The Barcelona players were very nervous. They knew that this kind of set-up ball was the key. So the lined wall was deliberately close to the football. When the referee didn't pay attention to them, they slowly moved forward in small steps.

Tang En frowned in the stands: "They just line up the wall of people in front of the football!"

This time without waiting for his instructions, the fans in the North Stand began to shout in unison: "The human wall is too close! The human wall is too close!"

Regardless of whether the referee can understand it or not, he just needs to create some different sounds. While shouting, there are also a lot of booing.

The players of Nottingham Forest also noticed Barcelona's small movements, and they held the referee. They signaled him to pay attention to the location of Barcelona's human wall - it had moved forward about one meter from the original location...

The referee turned around and signaled that Barcelona's human wall moved backwards. The Barcelona players were slow to move and refused to move, and signaled that their position was correct.

The referee knew that it was not enough to just say with his mouth. He had to provide evidence to prove that Barcelona's man wall did not stand enough, so he began to walk towards the man wall from the free throw point, one step was one yard. The standard free kick distance from the man wall should be ten yards (9.15 meters), that is, ten steps.

When he started leaving, Don Eun and other fans in the North Stand reported to the ignorant Barcelona players:

"One! Two! Three! Four!"

As their counting progressed, more and more fans joined this camp, and for a moment, a loud counting sound rang out over the city court.

“…Five! Six! Seven!”

Barcelona players were a little worried. Even if they couldn't understand English, they could still know what "onetwothree" means simply.

Before the referee could come to them, they all began to retreat.

The referee is really cute. Even if Barcelona's wall moved back, he did not stop, but continued to walk. So the Nottingham Forest fans in the stands continued to count, and they must embarrass Barcelona.

"Eight! Nine! Ten-!!"

After counting to "ten", there were huge cheers in the stands. The Forest fans were celebrating the victory of the battle with Barcelona. Even the commentator couldn't help laughing in this scene.

The final referee's position coincided with the Barcelona's earth wall before he walked back. He signaled the Forest team to prepare for a free kick.

Bentley kicked out and walked around the wall, and went straight into the upper corner of the goal, which was quite threatening! Unfortunately, Valdes saved it out with full concentration, forming a corner kick.

Chris Lak waved against the court to signal Woodgate and Kompany to both go up. Nkuru, as a 1.88-meter-high full-back, also squeezed into the goal to prepare for the top. Joe Matok was each the shortest in the defense line, so he retreated to the near-center circle to defend.

After Nottingham Forest's corner kick was taken, Nkuru waited for the ball, but he stumbled the ball with interference. The football flew out against the post, frightening all Barcelona people.

"Barcelona returns to defense at all and allows Nottingham Forest to fall in front of our penalty area. This is a very dangerous thing... I can't understand why Guardiola had to make such a arrangement!" The commentator of Catalonia was very dissatisfied with the current situation. Barcelona played so embarrassedly. It was really too embarrassing to their Catalans.

However, he is a typical example of talking without a back pain while standing. If he asks him to go down and kick, he will know that Guardiola is helpless in doing this.

On such a field, Barcelona players can't play good offensive cooperation at all. Relying on the personal skills of the stars, they can easily fall into the quagmire of the collective defense of the Forest team. If you can defend this advantage, why not?

When the game entered the 70th minute, Guardiola looked at the watch on his wrist, and he was only twenty minutes away from the victory.

Nottingham Forest launched another attack. The fans of the Forest team in the stands were singing: "We need goals! We need goals! We are dissatisfied, please satisfy us with your goals!!"

When Bentley got the ball on the side, he was still more than ten meters away from the penalty area and seemed to be unthreatening. So Ram did not force him up at the first time because he wanted to place Abanglaho into the back. Yaya Toure and others were also paying attention to Thiago and George Wood. In short, no one felt that Bentley, who was so far from the penalty area, was a threat. If he wanted to go down the bottom, he would face Ram's defense. If he passed the ball, Yaya Toure would guard the middle.

But Bentale chose a method that no one expected to create a threat - he kicked the ball in place and directly passed the ball from near the midfield to the penalty area!

You should know that at this time, the player Aaron Mitcher, who was at the forefront, is still outside the penalty area. What's the point of passing like this?

The football was not passed to the goal, but in fact it was as far away from the goal as a penalty area...

Aaron Mitcher rushed forward when Bentley made a cross, and Pique followed him closely. This time, due to the sudden pass of Bentley, Puyol did not keep up in time. When there was only one Pique by his side, Mitcher was confident that he would win the opponent in the competition.

But what if he wins the ball? No teammate around him can support him...Pique began to focus on the defense of the second landing point. He observed that Abanglaho, the closest to Mitchel, was on the right. Could he have to cross the ball?

After most of the game, Pikui believed that this big man really had that ability and his header was indeed very strong.

Unfortunately, he was wrong.

When Mitchel turned around and confirmed the direction of the football, he turned his head and looked at the situation around him. He found that there was no Barcelona defensive player in front except for the goal and goalkeeper Valdes. Isn’t this a good time to shoot?

The distance is too far? I don't know where I am now! I only saw a huge goal and a goalkeeper with a slightly pre-test position...

After making up his mind to shoot, Mitcher leaped high after sprinting, spreading his arms as if a glider had blocked Pikui behind him. No one could interfere with him anymore...

"Mitcher headed the ball...is this a shot?"

The commentator couldn't believe it. Mitcher's position is still outside the penalty area, to be precise, it is at the top of the free throw arc.

Mitcher jumped very high. He even had time to adjust his body posture in the air and make himself face the direction of the football. Then he shook his head hard and rubbed the football. The football drew an arc in the air that only feet could kick out, bypassing Valdes, who was standing a little forward, and hung to the far corner of the goal...

Pique, who was following Mitcher, couldn't believe his eyes - Mitcher actually chose to head the ball outside the penalty area!

What he couldn't believe even more was that... the ball actually entered!

Valdes stood out a little while Bentley made a cross. He originally wanted to intercept the cross. Unexpectedly, Bentley's cross ball had a very large arc, and then turned into the penalty area and turned out. He knew that the target of the ball was Mitcher. But he didn't expect that Mitcher dared to head the ball at such a distance...

He was unable to react and jumped hastily, so how could he stop the ball?

"What a beautiful goal! What an incredible! Heading the ball from outside the penalty area! From Aaron Mitchel - this is his first goal this season! This is also the first goal he scored for Nottingham Forest!"

This time it was the English live commentator's turn to go crazy. The Catalan commentator just now made him very upset when he yelled "gooooal" next to him. This time he found a chance to take revenge. His mouth was like a Gatling machine gun, and all kinds of praise kept popping up.

"Valdes was completely stupid in front of such a goal! Pique, who performed the best in Barcelona in the whole game, had no choice but to face such a beautiful goal! I bet he didn't even expect Mitchel to choose to shoot directly! Genius idea! Mitchel has such extraordinary confidence in his header, and he did it! Congratulations! The 20-year-old young player pulled Nottingham Forest back from the edge of the cliff! Tony Donn let him start, but he was definitely not stunned for a moment!"

Seeing the football flew into the goal, Mitcher was stunned for a moment. He was not sure whether he really scored the goal...

Knowing that deafening cheers were heard in his ears, he realized that he was not dreaming - this time he was not fantasizing himself in the bedroom. Even if he called Di Dasheng, his father would not break through the door and rush in to teach him a lesson.

"goooal!goooooal!!gooooooooal—!!" This action has been rehearsed many times. He opened his arms and roared towards the camera of the corner flag.

"Two meters and two, excellent header and excellent bounce! Where did Tony Tangen find this monster? It is said that his explosive power is not weak... It's so terrible! We saw another air bully! Look at his goal, who would have thought that he played goalkeeper and central defender eight years ago?"

Aaron Mitcher was so nameless that most Forest fans couldn't call out his name at once. When cheering, they could only shout: "Nine! Nine! Our Air Dominance Nine!"

Mitcherdi's father was so happy that he was about to faint in the stands. He kept shouting: "That's my son! That's my son! I'm his father! Hey! Son, I'm here!!"

"You have a good son!" The fans next to him came up one by one and hugged him and congratulated him. "Also, what's his name?"

"Aron! Aron Mitcher! Hey, guys. Remember this name. I promise you will need to shout it out in the future!"

"I hope so, old man!"

Soon, the "Nine Nine! Our Air Domine Nine" in the stands became "Aron! Aaron! Our Air Domine Aaron!"

Next, the fans compiled songs for the goal-scoring heroes on the spot, and of course they also sang them first from the North Stand.

"Aron! Aaron Mitchel! If you don't know this name yet, you are already out of date! Out of date!"

Seeing Mitchel "rubbing" the football into Valdes' guarded gate, Tony Donn, who put him on the starting lineup, also stood up from his seat, raised his arms and cheered with the fans around him. Seeing the players who were excavated by his song, the sense of accomplishment was indescribable.

After celebrating, Chris Lack also pulled Don and shook his head and admitted his failure: "Tony really has a good look at people. Fortunately, I didn't make a bet with him at the beginning... Aaron did a pretty job!"

Unlike the joyful coaching seat of Nottingham Forest, in Barcelona, ​​Guardiola, who had just picked up the water bottle and was about to take a sip of water, threw the bottle in his hand before he could put the water into his open mouth.

"Who is this kid?!" He couldn't help but swear.

When Bentley made a cross before, he never thought that Nottingham Forest could score a goal...

They can push the ball in at such a long distance. They are so lucky!

The head coach asked an angry question, but the people around him couldn't help because they didn't know who this kid was...
Chapter completed!