Although all signs showed that Wolves had the upper hand in the game, something unexpected happened very suddenly.

There was almost no sign. In the 40th minute, Wolves, who had just finished an attack, passed the ball in the backcourt. De Paul seemed a little casual when he passed the ball back.

When he passed the ball, he saw a red and white figure rushing out from behind him!

It's broken!

He vaguely saw that the number behind the man was No. 7!

That was French striker Griezmann!

De Paul's heart tightened, and he started running back the first second he reacted - he made a mistake! The ball was not passed well. It was obviously a back pass, but it was still passed in advance, making it difficult for Maguire to receive it, and the power was a little weak!

There was no one to protect Maguire behind him. Ruben Dias pulled to the side to receive the ball, and Condene received it next to him, which was farther away from the goal than him. Alphonso Davies on the right was still running back.

It's broken!

Despite this, the pass itself should not be dangerous.

After all, in the first 40 minutes, Atletico Madrid took the initiative to pile up players in the backcourt and rarely pressed in the frontcourt.

This made De Paul not realize the potential danger when Griezmann suddenly rushed from behind without hesitation! When Rodri shouted to De Paul, it was too late!

Griezmann completed the steal in the Wolves' backcourt, and now there was only Maguire in front of him.

Maguire was very calm. He knew that it would be difficult for him to withstand Griezmann's breakthrough alone, so he tried to delay time and force Griezmann to the side.

But people only saw Griezmann pretending to go to the outside, and then dunked the ball back, and Maguire was thrown out like this and almost fell to the ground!

Too fast!

Maguire turned his head and looked at Griezmann in surprise. The French striker had already rushed into the penalty area!

He was completely deceived. He really thought Griezmann was going to cross the ball from the bottom.

"Griezmann faces the goalkeeper, Rudy... Griezmann chooses to push the ball - the ball goes in!" When He Wei said this, there was a hint of disbelief and regret in his tone.

Griezmann had just stepped into the penalty area when Rudy rushed out. Griezmann was not panicked at all. He adjusted calmly and then pushed the ball at an angle.

Rodri caught up, and Maguire was one step ahead of him.

Rodri failed to stop Griezmann from shooting, and Maguire finally fell into the goal with the football, missing the opportunity to save the Wolves.

"This ball..." Zhu Xiaoyu looked at He Wei beside him in surprise, and found that He Wei's expression was also a little awkward. He hesitated to speak, and finally just whispered, "This ball... How can it be passed like this?"

This seemed to be asking De Paul, but De Paul certainly couldn't hear him.

Ten minutes after the last goal, the stadium was boiling again.

But this time it was the other half who was rejoicing!

The Wolves fans hadn't even recovered from the loss of the ball just now. Some of them were still looking at each other, as if asking, "Is this true?"

The game came to the 42nd minute. There were still a few minutes before the end of the first half, and the score was back on the same starting line.

1-1!

When the ball went into the net, De Paul suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. His body completely lost support at that moment and fell to the ground.

Maguire sat up from the goal and looked at the ball in front of him expressionlessly.

Atletico players passed through the Wolves players. Griezmann took the lead and danced next to the corner flagpole. Others followed closely and quickly surrounded him!

This was simply a sudden ecstasy!

Most of the Wolves players stood still. They seemed to have been cast with a spell, frozen at the moment of losing the ball and unable to move. They never thought that they would lose the ball in the same way.

De Paul knelt on the ground, looking down at the lawn in front of him. He knew that this was his own problem. He also knew that this might even ruin the Wolves' efforts for a season.

He vaguely heard some boos, which were particularly harsh in the noise of the whole stadium. He didn't dare to raise his head, and even didn't dare to imagine the eyes of his teammates looking at him.

"How can this ball be passed like this??!" Celars punched the ceiling of the bench, "This is the final!!!"

Celars stuck his head out and saw Burgos and his coaching staff hugging each other and dancing! That damn Argentine even deliberately made a face and mocked this side, looking very annoying!If Gianluca Conte hadn't stopped him, Celars would have been so angry that he almost went out to beat him.

"Wei!" Celars looked at Wei Le. But he only saw Wei Le keeping his hands on his chest, and he could only see Wei Le's back. Wei Le stood in front from beginning to end, and kept this posture from before to after the goal.

No stomping, no angry roar.

When Wei Le turned his head, Celars only saw the helpless smile on Wei Le's face.

"Wei, you..."

Celars didn't expect such an expression - he imagined Wei Le's rage, imagined Wei Le's helplessness, but didn't expect Wei Le to just smile lightly.

"Calm down. Take a deep breath." Wei Le shook his head and said to Celars, "Don't be impulsive."

Cellars nodded subconsciously, but immediately shook his head again and said loudly, "But, Wei, we are tied."

"That's why I need my assistant coach to stay calm all the time!" Wei Le came over, held Celars' shoulders, looked into Celars' eyes, and said calmly, "It's okay, it's just a loss."

Cellars' eyes were a little blurry for a moment, but he recovered immediately.

"You're right, you're right, I should stay calm." Celars took a deep breath and nodded. For a moment, he really wanted to ask Wei Le why he was so calm, but with Wei Le's comfort, Celars somehow felt relieved.

Yes, the head coach didn't panic, why should I panic? !

Wei Le turned his head and looked at the court.

He looked calm now, but his heart seemed to be bleeding! How could he be so calm? ! This is the Europa League final!

He thought he might lose the ball, but he didn't expect to lose the ball so suddenly in such a... somewhat absurd way!

De Paul!

He initially decided to let Dendoncker sit on the bench and let De Paul play because he saw De Paul's offensive organization and breakthrough ability. Now De Paul's position is gradually retreating, but his mentality is still in the state of attacking midfielder and winger.

Too casual!

He still doesn't seem to realize that as a defensive midfielder, he is actually the team's second-to-last line of defense. Any action here must be carefully considered!

Any mistake may have serious consequences!

Wei Le emphasized this truth to him countless times, thinking that he should not make any trouble.

Then he handed the ball to Griezmann himself!

Before passing the ball, he didn't even look back to check if there was anyone around!

Seeing that the score on the scoreboard had turned into 1-1, Wei Le frowned and sighed.

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