The biggest fanatic in football

"drop!"

The referee blew his whistle briefly and pointed to the home team's corner flag area, indicating that the visiting team would get a corner kick.

After completing the shot, Lee Polo fell to the turf at the top of the penalty area. He punched the ground hard, seemingly unwilling to do so.

Head coach Adelai shook his head with regret:

"His basic skills on the offensive end are too rough! If he had the dribbling skills of Aziz or Dubis, this goal would have been possible!"

Cox patted him on the shoulder:

"Maybe your demands are too high. For a defender who earns 300 yuan a week from an amateur league, you actually expect him to beat three people in a row and score a goal?"

Adelai couldn't help but laugh and turned his attention to the field.

The players who were defending the visiting team's penalty area just a few seconds ago were taking a walk to recover their strength while marching to another penalty area a hundred meters away. They could also discuss the upcoming tactics.

Only centre-back Sweeney, who came on as a substitute at the end, quickly crossed the entire field and quickly arrived in front of the home team's goal.

Standing 1.91 meters tall, he immediately became the focus of Milton Keynes' defense and was double-teamed by two centre-backs.

Rieger, who was responsible for the free throw, walked slowly to the corner flag area, picked up the football and rubbed it hard on the jersey, wiping off all the dirt and sweat standing on the outside, then carefully placed it on the turf, and took a step back.

, raised his head and observed the situation in front of the door.

Players from both sides took up positions one after another, pulling and bumping in front of the goal, even squeezing the home team's goalkeeper with nowhere to stand. The referee couldn't stand it anymore and blew his whistle to signal them to keep a friendly distance.

After the two parties finally separated "reluctantly", another half minute passed...

Rieger looked at his teammates with an expressionless face. As one of the few players who has started consecutively, his physical fitness has already been on the alert. These tens of seconds of rest time are extremely precious to him.

"drop!"

The referee finally exited the penalty area and blew his whistle towards the corner flag area.

Rige took a breath, took a step forward and then drew an arc.

"Boom!"

The width of the MK stadium is about 72 meters. Even if Lige is physically exhausted, the pass will definitely not fly over 36 meters for more than one second. In just one second, the players on both sides of the goal are not actually able to move much distance.

Except for Lee Polo, who has "Eagle Eye"!

Before Rigg hit the football, Lee Polo had already started moving. His eyes clearly saw the trajectory of the pass, and he even made a bold judgment based on his own experience:

Those players in front of the goal may not be able to stop this cross!

Sure enough, when the ball flew over the goal, the tall Sweeney wanted to fight for the top, but his arm was tightly grabbed by the opponent's defender behind him, and he was unable to complete the take-off action...

The ball flew over the goal and fell quickly. Sweeney could only watch it fly out of the small penalty area while preparing to retreat to defend.

But just as he had time to take a step back, his eyes couldn't help but tremble, and a blue figure faced the ball... leaping high!

Sweeney couldn't help but squint his eyes. He saw the white number on the shorts:

"1!"

Li Polo turned his body slightly and faced the flying ball with his forehead.

Although he is only a defender, many defenders are even better at heading the ball than forwards!

There was no interference from defensive players around him, and he was still quite physically fit. This header was a solid one!

Just as the goalkeeper had time to take a step out, a black and white shadow swished past him and into the net!

3:2!

At 6 minutes and 23 seconds of stoppage time, Wimbledon, playing away from home, overtook the score for the first time!

Adley and Cox on the sidelines opened their mouths, looking at each other but still looking at each other.

Adele couldn't believe his eyes:

"Going ahead?!"

Cox was equally shocked:

"Amateur players earning 300 yuan a week...really scored goals?!"

But before they could wake up from the shock, they saw the No. 1 player who had completed the overtake rushing over from fifty meters away.

In the last game, the unprepared Lee Polo had no performance after scoring the goal, but this time it is different!

He rushed directly to the coaching bench and lifted the head coach up!

The caught-off Adele was dancing in mid-air, but his face was full of ecstasy:

"Put me down! I want to celebrate with you!"

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[Negative Emotions from David Martin 2...]

【Levington 2】

【McFazeen 5】

【Baldock 5】

【Robinson 10!】

While the visiting team celebrated wildly on the sidelines, the coaches and players of the home team fell into a desperate silence.

Captain Levington immediately picked up the ball from the net and wanted to return to the center circle to restart the ball, but saw that his teammates around him were completely indifferent.

He couldn't help but slap Baldock on the back:

"Cheer up, we still have time!"

Baldock turned his head stiffly, with frustration written on his face:

"Is there still time?"

Levington gritted his teeth, but still encouraged his teammates:

"Never give up until the last second, they are only a fourth-level team!"

Baldock reluctantly nodded and watched him trot towards the center circle.

There are 8 minutes of stoppage time. It's almost 7 minutes now. How many seconds can be left after those bastards finish celebrating?

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Wimbledon finally ends its long celebration.

If the opponent's coach hadn't protested, and if the home team's more than 10,000 fans hadn't booed, Lee Polo and his teammates could have celebrated for another three minutes.

The time has reached 7 minutes and 31 seconds.

Even if the referee deliberately delays, there won't be much time left for the home team.

"cheer!"

"I'll definitely keep this goal!"

Ardrey, his assistants, and the players on the bench all stood on the sidelines, cheering for the ten players on the field.

Except for the goalkeeper, the other nine players all surrounded the penalty area, forming two iron walls.

In the face of this purely human defense, it was impossible for Milton Keynes' offense to penetrate. They passed the ball continuously on the outside for more than half a minute, but still could not find a gap to break the deadlock. In the end, they could only use a long shot.

The attack ended.

The football was stopped at the first line of defense. This time Rigg made a big kick and kicked the ball high and far, giving Lee Polo no chance to chase the ball and counterattack...

When the ball started to fall, the referee blew the whistle in time:

"Beep, beep... beep!!!"

The 9 minutes and 20 seconds of injury time finally ended!

3:2!

Adele breathed a long sigh of relief, and a bright smile appeared on his face.

The New Wimbledon team he led killed the enemy he most wanted to kill in the away game!