He is really strong...

This is the first thought that popped up in Fabregas’s mind. The second one is - Oops!

The coach's loud reminder changed the minds of Arsenal players. Just as Sania was about to put aside Fernandez to defend Wood, Wood passed the ball. He passed the ball to Fernandez.

When he saw this pass, Sarnia suddenly had such a wonderful feeling - he finally passed the ball!

Then he threw the head coach's words to Java and turned to defeat Fernandez. In the inertial thinking of many players, George Wood would never run to the wing to cross.

But they were wrong.

After discovering that Wood passed to him, Fernandez did not stop moving forward. Instead, he continued to speed up and ran forward. He did not make any gestures to him to pass the ball, but Fernandez just felt that he should pass the ball instead of driving the ball himself.

So when the football came, and the Sarnia was still following. He pushed the football out without hesitation, with the goal being the space on the side, and Wood was plugging in at high speed!

"Two and one!?" The commentator's tone was obviously surprised. Obviously he did not expect the Forest team to open up the situation from here. Since Bale left the court, the commentator has said that Tony Tangen has slapped a side more than once. The scene he sees now makes him feel embarrassed that he has been slapped in the face.

Wood's style of playing football is very simple, which is reflected in this handling of the ball. He doesn't like other wing players like to take the ball and then pass it again, although he has lost the best pass opportunity at that time. No one can tell what this is, maybe it's just that he wants the football to stay under his feet for a while. He doesn't like other wing players like to cut in and break through directly.

He watched the football roll towards him and kept kicking the football straight at the goal!

Until this moment, many people at Arsenal were still lucky - none of them went up to defend Wood, just because they felt that Wood's crossing skills must be very bad, because no one had seen him have any decent crossing...

This time Wood's cross seems to be very bad...

Very tall and very floating.

Tang En raised his head off the court, narrowed his eyes and stared at the silver-white football that was high above the dazzling light.

The people below even have enough time to compete for positions.

Sendros looked up at the ball. He grabbed Mitcher's jersey with his hands to prevent him from slipping away.

After passing the ball, Wood lost his center of gravity and fell out. He sat on the ground and watched the ball he passed flew to the back point of Arsenal's goal.

"Be careful that he heads the ball!"

Amunia nervously reminded her teammates around her in front of the goal.

"Beware of Ibisevic!"

Two central defenders, one of them defended Mitchel, and the other one defended Ibisek.

Sendros and Mitcher jumped up at the same time. The Swiss central defender felt that he had stuck in the position, but in fact he only stuck half of his body position.

Mitcher still found a little space, and he twisted his body in the air and squeezed Senderos aside.

The football fell. Amunia gave up the idea of ​​jumping directly into the air and competing for the ball with them. With the defender here, he should not attack recklessly.

Mitchel felt himself flying in the air, and he felt this way whenever he tried his best to jump, and he enjoyed it. He saw football in the air, and also saw Sendros above his head, and then he found that he was jumping a little higher than the opponent...

He was looking for someone, Ibisevic had been blocked and he could not pass it there.

Gago. Where is Gago?

A yellow figure appeared out of the corner of his eyes.

No matter who it is...

Mitcher shook his head hard!

Sendros is in front of the headspace!

The football did not fly to the goal, but flew to the opposite direction.

In the crowd, the yellow figure emerged from the sky. Under Denilson's pull, he still struggled to move forward, lean back, stretch his legs, and pad!

Gago felt that he had hit football, but he didn't know what would happen next.

Amunya now found out that he had made a mistake - he shouldn't have let Sendros and Mitchel stand in front of him, and he can't see what's going on ahead!

When he saw the football flew over, his mind was still blank. He did not make any saves at all, just watched the football fly past him. He entered the door...

The ball entered?

Arsenal players and fans were unexpectedly calm in their minds at this moment, and they were just asking themselves back.

Did the ball really enter?

With one minute left in the game, the ball entered?

The ball has entered!

How is this possible!!

The Emirates Stadium, which had been silent for a moment, suddenly became an erupting crater.

"It's hard to believe! It's hard to believe!! It's so unbelievable!" The commentator yelled loudly with his hands pressing the soundproof headphones, because he wouldn't hear his voice.

Done rushed out of the coach's seat amid the screams of Arsenal fans behind him. He opened his arms, gritted his teeth and waved hard.  It looked like a mentally ill person, hysterical.

Immediately behind him, more Forest players and coaches rushed out of the coaching board, hugging the people around them, kneeling on the ground to thank God.

Eastwood was so excited that he almost cried. His eyes were red and he roared with his clothes pulling. No one could hear what he, a gypsy, was yelling.

Gargo habitually glanced at the goal when he saw the football really lying in the goal. He went crazy when he saw that the football was really lying in the goal.

His eyes widened, his pupils shrank, and blood suddenly surged from his neck, dyeing his face red.

He clenched his fists tightly, feeling that he had strangled the throat of fate.

"...If we give up here, we are not qualified to win the championship!...If we can't win Arsenal, we can't win the league championship! If we lose to Arsenal here, we can't win the Champions League in three days!...If such an opportunity is not worthy of our whole team's gritting their teeth! Then what else in this world is worth our desperate efforts? What else!!"

The head's voice was filled with passion and rang in the ears of every Forest player. Now they can proudly claim that they are qualified to compete for the championship.

He got up from the ground, shook the entanglement of his teammates behind him, ran to the corner flag, took off his jersey, and threw it into the sky. He didn't care whether the referee would give him a yellow card, and at this time he seemed to vent his heart. Gago, who was elegant as his style, made a move to undress after scoring the goal for the first time. It seemed that the Argentine boy was really excited.

Even George Wood, who had rarely exposed his emotions, stood up from the ground, clenched his fists and waved them hard.

Then he was hugged by Mitchel who rushed up.

At the Emirates Stadium, in the heart of the enemy Arsenal, in front of 60,000 Arsenal fans, the players of Nottingham Forest are celebrating their overtake goal at the last moment. They do not take care of the home team's mood and feelings at all, and indulge in venting their feelings. At this moment, it seems that they are the owners of the stadium.

Emirates Stadium is silent.

In the home team coach's seat, Arsena Wenger held his forehead with his left hand and lowered his head without wanting to see the scene that happened in front of him.

He had nothing to say about this result. He had another thought in his mind - the Champions League.
Chapter completed!