This goal loss is not necessarily a bad thing for Real Madrid. At least they lost it early enough, and there are still 40 minutes left to get it back.

In addition, head coach Michel also discovered a problem - Diyala's excessive dribbling in the midfield has indeed threatened the goal's safety.

For this reason, he took advantage of the Forest team's celebration of the goal and called Diyala off the field.

"Las, you have gotten a lot of balls, and you have held the ball for too long. This conceding comes from your too much ball in the midfield." Michelle stared at Diarra very seriously.

Diyala knew it was because of herself, "I got it, coach. Should I reduce the number of times I got the ball?"

Michelle shook her head: "No.    If you get the ball less, how can you connect the front and back courts? I mean you should let the football stay at your feet less..." Speaking of this, Michelle wanted to give Diyala an example. He thought about it and thought of it, George Wood.   He opened his mouth, but the name was still not expressed.

"Anyway, their midfield defense is tight. If you can keep the football under your feet for a shorter time, you can pull away their defense and reduce the possibility of you being interrupted."

Diyala nodded while listening: "Okay, I understand, coach."

"Don't take this goal to heart, we have forty minutes." After criticizing Diyala, Michelle gave him some comfort. "If Gago becomes the core of the opponent's organization, you can give him some appropriate care."

After Diara understood, she ran back to the court.

Michelle slapped the Real Madrid players on the sidelines to cheer them up and not be beaten by this ball.

Florentino finally remembered to return to his position. Evan Dogette stood up to give way to him, smiling. He did not extend his hand to the Spanish football tycoon and say some provocative words. In the end, reason defeated the impulse. He buried those words with strong gunpowder in his heart.

Florentino seemed not to see Evan Dogette, but there was no calm smile on his face. He hurriedly walked by with his head down. He seemed to have not recovered from the shock of losing the ball so quickly.

Evan and him sat down at the same time, packed up their respective moods, and continued to watch the game.

Nottingham Forest, who was leading again, gained an advantage on the field. For a period of time, they even bombed the goal of Real Madrid. Unfortunately, Casillas was in good shape. He made three consecutive saves and finally managed to keep the goal unsuccessful.

He was a little dissatisfied with the team's defense, and after getting up from the ground, he shouted loudly about the defender's name.

"Don't let them shoot so easily! Even long shots won't work!"

"Be careful to insert it in!"

“Two side roads and ribs!”

Under his command, Real Madrid's defense finally stabilized.

After several attempts to attack, Nottingham Forest began to shrink in a planned manner and save energy.

The two sides were in a stalemate again. The two teams did not have many opportunities to truly threaten the goal, and they were trapped in a hard midfield battle.

Diyala obediently gave up his favorite way of playing football. He would quickly pass the football after getting the ball in the midfield. He would never let the ball stay under his feet for an extra second. The Forest team's defense is difficult now. Gago always lost his empty play after making a few saves. Not only that, Diyala also used him to grab the ground behind him to send the football out frequently, causing trouble for Nottingham Forest's defense.

Five minutes passed, and Real Madrid still couldn't see hope of scoring. Sporadic booed again in the stands. Hearing this voice, Don En grinned. The impatient Real Madrid fans are about to start waving the white handkerchief again, right? Very good, continue to put pressure on Real Madrid players!

Ribery was kicked to the ground again. He lay on the ground and rolled in pain, causing Rafinia to receive a yellow card, which was also the fifth yellow card of Nottingham Forest in this game. In contrast, Real Madrid did not have a single yellow card. It was clean and seemed like white paper.

Pepe was very dissatisfied with Ribery's pain. He rushed forward and bent down to question Ribery. In his opinion, the French must have fallen!

But he was pulled by WoodGate next to him. Fortunately, WoodGate was quick, otherwise Pepe's aggressive rushing posture might cause him some trouble - Real Madrid players would be happy to take this opportunity to have some physical conflict with him, and then pay a yellow card for his side. Pepe received his second yellow card in the game.

Pepe has been excited since the passage in the corridor, and everyone is paying attention to him.

"Bastard! You're faked falling!" Pepe was pulled by Woodgate and still shouted at Ribery unyieldingly.

Ribery got up from the ground and didn't argue for herself. She just lowered her head and walked forward. She seemed to be limping. But she didn't know if it was pretending or if she was kicked.

This is just a small episode. In the tense and intense final, it is normal for the players on both sides to get dizzy and conflict. The game continues.

The free kick Ribery won for Real Madrid posed a little threat to the goal guarded by Akinfeev. Ronaldo passed the football to the goal, made an inward rotation ball and hung it straight to the back corner of the goal. During this process, as long as someone touched the football in the direction of the goal... he might enter!

Unfortunately, no one touched the ball. The players on both sides were entangled in the penalty area, and the football flew straight between them and goalkeeper Akinfeyev and went out of the baseline.

The football flew out, but things were not over. Just as the football flew past the goal, a Real Madrid player fell to the ground in the crowd. It immediately attracted a roar of "penalties" in the stands.

But the referee said nothing, but Cristiano Ronaldo, who fell to the ground, attracted Bale's glare. He pressed against Ronaldo's head, his mouth pouted. He glared wide. He was whispering out of his nostrils.

The person who pulled Bale this time was Akinfeyev, and the other side of Real Madrid player also inserted it. Separate the two people.

"This is a penalty!" Benzema pushed Bale away while protesting to the referee.

"Call your fucking ball!" The person who scolded him was Rafinia. He just took a yellow card and was in a bad mood.

Seeing that the two sides were about to have a direct conflict, the players of the two teams, who were quite clear-headed, rushed up to completely separate them.

Since there was no direct physical conflict, the referee did not take out the cards. He just called Rafinia, Benzema, Ronaldo and Bale alone, and warned him verbally. He originally wanted everyone to shake hands and signal friendly, but as soon as he finished his nagging, the four of them turned around and left, not even bothering to take a look at him.

He shook his head from behind. The finals were indeed different from ordinary games. The atmosphere between the two sides had reached a tense point. As long as you don't do something too outrageous... forget it.

The referee was still in a preaching posture, his face was blue and white, and his face was a mess - but he had to pinch his nose. The atmosphere on the court was tense and it was simply a state of heat. As long as he didn't really fight, just bear it...

When Tang En saw this scene on the sidelines, he had a smile on his face: Keep spraying, continue to spraying! It is best to spray for ten minutes and go directly to stoppage time of injury!

Of course Michelle knew what Tang En was thinking with a smile on his face. He rushed to the sidelines and didn't care about the demeanor of the rich coaches, and shouted to it: "Go back to continue the game! Go back to continue the game! We are still behind!"

He woke up Real Madrid players with such a shout. He quickly left the referee and ran back to his position with some reluctance.

Tang En whistled when he saw this scene. Sure enough, his opponent was not Mu Tou, so he was not that stupid.

The game started again, and there were quite a few boos in the stands. Real Madrid fans thought the referee was unfair, and Real Madrid players also thought so. In the subsequent games, both sides' anger came up with the penalty. Nottingham Forest played for nearly forty-five minutes and finally angered the Real Madrid players.

As a counterattack, their movements are getting bigger and bigger, and the number of pushing and shoving players on both sides is increasing.

The referee had to show Real Madrid a yellow card to help him stabilize the emotions of the players on the court. You should know that this is Real Madrid's first yellow card in this game. Don Eun applauded off the court, but the sarcasm of the applause was obvious. For this reason, he received the favor of the fourth official and came to greet him with concern: "Pay attention to your behavior, Mr. Tony Don Eun!"

The game was eighty-seven minutes long. The score was still 2:1, Nottingham Forest led.

On the bench of the Forest team, the players could no longer contain their excitement and stood shoulder to shoulder on the sidelines, waiting for the whistle to end the game. They rushed to the stadium to celebrate the birth of the Triple Crown.

Even the coaches around Tang En left their seats excitedly and stood on the sidelines with the players.

Tang En was also a little excited, watching him desperately suppressing that excitement. He couldn't let the players on the court be too proud. You have to know that the game is not over yet, and the injury time will be still a few minutes. If it is five minutes, it is still very dangerous.

At this time, Tang En no longer had to let the team continue to attack and strive to score another goal. This time it was too dangerous. It would be better to keep steady. Just 80 minutes later, he replaced Shahin, and Kompani came on the court, forming a defensive formation of three central defenders, and he clearly conveyed his ideas to the players.

Gago's assists were not as frequent as before. More often than not, Gago and Wood worked in the midfield as blue-collar work - constantly running and intercepting, and physically destroying the opponent's attack.

The booing in the stands was getting louder and louder, and it was no longer clear whether they were targeting Real Madrid or Nottingham Forest, or the referee...

The two people sitting on the rostrum did not hide their inner thoughts at this moment. The expression on their faces faithfully reflected it. Florentino looked solemn. Evan Dogette smiled clearly. It seemed that he would laugh to the end, and the arrogant Spanish football tycoon finally had to bow down and admit defeat!

Deep down in his heart, he applauded Tony Tangen, and on the surface he tried not to make his smile too arrogant. This is so hard...

Michelle stood on the sidelines, and seemed to have no choice. In the last ten minutes, he had changed two people in a row, replaced Diarra with Dlared, and less than two minutes later, he replaced David Luis, the centre-back with Parejo.

Tang En couldn't help but grin. This person was crazy.

It's a completely life-threatening style of playing, and the meaning is very obvious - if you can't kill me in the last few minutes, then I'll kill you!

The barefoot ones are not afraid of wearing shoes. At this time, they have always been gentle and elegant. Real Madrid, which is known as the model of aristocratic temperament, has turned into barefoot mud legs...

Facing such a fierce Real Madrid, Don En was not sure that he could still retreat without any hesitation, so he could only choose to retreat and then retreat. The scene was a little ugly, but at least it was safe. If Nottingham Forest was determined to defend, the team in this world that could break through their goal would count it with half a hand.

Just wait for these few minutes, wait for these few minutes...

Tang En kept muttering in his heart. When he didn't know, his fists were already clenched tightly, and there was sweat all over it.

Real Madrid's crazy-like lifeless style really scared some players of the Forest. Three forwards, five attacking midfielders and two defenders surrounded Nottingham Forest's half-court offensive and defensive practice.

This is no longer the time for ankle to solve the problem. Real Madrid's offense has formed a trend of layered and deep. No matter how the Forest ends, the football will eventually fall under their feet, so another wave of offensives come.

The Nottingham Forest, which was once powerful, was now huddled in its shell like a turtle, no matter how winds east, west, south and north.

The smile on Evan Dogerty's face on the rostrum was gradually decreasing. Florentino next to him was looking at the stadium nervously like a real fan, not paying attention to the changes in the facial expressions of the people around him.

The fourth official stood on the sidelines, fiddling with the electronic cards in his hand. It seemed that he was about to stoppage time.

Tang En glanced at the fourth official, he never thought the fourth official was so cute as today. As long as he saw him appear, he knew that the game was not far away from 90 minutes.

Persist more, and hold on to another injury stoppage time! I have persisted for ninety minutes. Is there still a few minutes left...

Before he could finish his words to cheer himself and the team up, he saw that Ribe, who had originally received the ball outside the penalty area, suddenly made a forced breakthrough when he was against George Wood!

Wood was stunned by him. Ribery's feet were limping a little before, as if he was really injured. Wood was a little lazy because of this, but he didn't expect that this kid would pretend to be!

In shock, Ribery had already thrown away and rushed into the penalty area.

Pepe rushed up immediately, and if he shouted again, "Don't run away from the enemy! Your Grandpa Zhang is here!" he would be even more imposing.

He came a little slower, Ribery was about to rush over, so at this moment. Pepe stretched out his hand and gently pushed Ribery's shoulder...

I saw Ribery, who was still moving like a rabbit, suddenly mixing garlic at her feet, diving into the ground like a fish bomber.

Then he threw it firmly in the penalty area on all fours.

Everyone was stunned by this mutation.

Including Tony Donn, who is standing on the sidelines.

"Penal!!" This time, not only the Real Madrid fans in the stands shouted, but even the commentator kept shouting.

Looking at the referee again, he was running towards the penalty area, pointing at the penalty spot - that was the gesture of awarding the penalty.
Chapter completed!