Chinese players in Europe

Chapter 559 They Haven't Give Up Their Determination!
Mo Fei's saliva almost sprayed on Van der Vaart's face, but the effect was obvious. Van der Vaart was obviously woken up by the roar, and he responded obediently: "I'm sorry, Mo..."

"Don't tell me you're sorry!" Mo Fei shouted in a deep voice, his sharp eyes swept over all his teammates, "Don't anyone tell me you're sorry! If you still have the belief in victory in your heart, if you still want to win the Champions League Going further, if you still think you are a man, don’t back down in the face of difficulties! Hit me, hit me back! We have nowhere to go, we can only continue to attack!"

"Continue to attack! Continue to attack! Use offense to get the field back!"

"Damn it! Isn't it just behind? I don't believe we can't match them! We can definitely score again!"

"Goal! We must score! Don't let the fans look down on us, attack and attack!"

What responded to Mo Fei was the roar of his teammates raising their arms.

Mo Fei nodded, said nothing, and quickly ran to the middle circle.Now is not the time to talk and show determination, they must use practical actions to prove their beliefs, and they must use actions to fight for a glimmer of hope for the road to promotion!
And the teammates behind him also returned to their respective positions, with unshakable firmness and determination on their faces!

Redknapp on the sidelines was still annoyed that the team fell behind by two goals again. Seeing the team's actions, his worries suddenly eased a lot. He gestured towards the court and shouted: "Attack! Attack! I would rather die standing than kneeling! Use our offense to prove our persistence! Attack!!!"

Mourinho couldn't calm down any longer, and a bad premonition was vaguely deep in his heart. It stands to reason that his team led by two goals again, and the morale was at a time when the opponent didn't say they collapsed, and they would have no fighting spirit. , but now this scene made him dumbfounded. Tottenham's high fighting spirit made him mistakenly think that the one who just scored was not a Real Madrid player, but a Tottenham player...

"Don't back down! Keep attacking! As long as you score one more goal, the opponent will completely collapse!" Mourinho naturally knows what the Tottenham players want to do in this state, but he can't back down, he and his ball The team can't back down, he can't bear the consequences of backing down, even if he wins the game, he will still be the target of scolding at the Bernabéu.

After the game restarted, Tottenham used a fast break to show their determination not to give up!
After Modric received the ball from the midfielder, he made a long pass to van der Vaart. The latter gained the upper hand in the aerial battle with Alonso, and he ferried the ball to Murphy from the wing.Could it be that he took a big step, brutally and unreasonably used the speed to eat the left back Marcelo raw, made an inward cut on the edge of the penalty area, and after attracting the attention of the Real Madrid central defenders, he kicked the ball across passed to the other side.Bale slapped the horse and volleyed the ball without stopping, and the football flew towards the Real Madrid goal with great force.Fortunately, Casillas concentrated his attention, and saved the shot dangerously and dangerously.

Even so, this attack still shocked the Real Madrid players and fans into a cold sweat.They were surprised to find that the group of young boys in front of them never seemed to know what it was like to be depressed and lost. Whether they were falling behind or in difficult situations where their morale was severely hit, their faces were always full of determination and bravery. He will always launch a counterattack unremittingly and never admit defeat!
"Good opponent!"

This is the same thought that rises in the hearts of all Real Madrid players.For such a hard-to-find good opponent, there is only one way for them to show respect, and that is to completely crush the opponent with their attacks!

Soon, Real Madrid responded with an attack. C. Lola received a pass from Kaka after reaching the center, and then broke through continuously. He volleyed vigorously at the Tottenham goal from 30 meters away from the penalty area. Cudicini made a full save, but failed to touch the football.But their luck was good, the football hit the crossbar and then flew over the baseline.

The Tottenham fans in the stands let out a series of exclamations of fear.However, the Tottenham players on the field have no time to be afraid, to be afraid, they continue to use offense to prove their tenacity!
The game once again returned to the "crazy" state of the first half. The two teams fought hand in hand like two armies, fighting fiercely, and no one was willing to take half a step back.They know very well that retreating means timidity, and the result of timidity is likely to lose the game!

Attack, attack, attack!
There is only such a crazy idea in the minds of the players of the two teams. They have completely given up on defense, and they are completely desperate to play. In order to score goals, they are completely crazy, completely red-eyed!
The singing and cheers above the Bernabéu no longer resounded, except for the shouts from the players on both sides of the pitch, almost everyone was so nervous that they stared intently at the pitch, not daring to make any noise. Fans on both sides completely forgot to cheer or roar...

The entire Bernabéu stadium was terribly quiet, but the sounds that sounded from time to time in the stadium added a weird atmosphere to the quiet space...

Time flies by in this tense, exciting but suffocating atmosphere.Although the two teams were inseparable, they wanted to blow up the opponent's goal completely, but they failed to score. The score remained at 3:1, and Real Madrid led by two goals.

The game has reached the 3-minute stoppage time, and the referee can't stop looking at his watch. The game should end soon.

If the game ends with a score of 3 to 1, for Real Madrid, the advantage of two goals is enough to give them a great advantage in the second round. After all, there are not many teams on this planet who want to win Real Madrid by more than two goals. .Even in the away game, they are confident that they will not lose more than 2 goals.

For Tottenham, although the gap between the two goals will not make them fall into the abyss of hell, the hope of advancing is extremely slim.They have already seen the strength of Real Madrid. This is an extremely powerful team at any time and any place. If they want to beat them with two goals, there is hope. However, it is too difficult, especially they still have Mourinho This kind of defensive master coach, they can only attack with all their strength when they return to the home court. At this time, if Mourinho uses defensive counterattack tactics, then they will really be in danger...

"Pass! Pass! Give me the ball!"

Could Fei still not give up, as long as the game is not over for a second, he will never give up!In this game, failure is a foregone conclusion, but on the whole, they have not lost yet, and they still have a second round of confrontation to fight for.Just one more goal, one more goal!Tottenham will greatly increase their hopes on the road to promotion!Tottenham will have great hopes of becoming the final winner!
Mo Fei sprinted along the wing while yelling at his teammates and beckoning for the ball.

Modric, who was holding the ball, hesitated for a moment. Could it be that his performance was too obvious, and Diarra posted it again.But after a second, Modric still passed the ball, he had no choice.The physical strength of the teammates has been stretched, and in the little game time left, the only one who can sprint with strength is Mo Fei.Similarly, only Mo Fei can inspire the whole team with infinite confidence. He and all Tottenham players trust Mo Fei!Incomparable trust!

Modric's pass was a little too big, and Mo Fei had to jump up and stretch his feet to stop the ball.Seeing the opportunity to steal the ball, Diarra behind him stepped forward without hesitation, ready to go around and destroy the football.However, he made a mistake in his estimation. Could it be that instead of controlling the ball, he nimbly rubbed it with the back of his foot in the air, and then the football flew towards the middle.Modric, who followed, caught the football.

At the same time, Mo Fei who landed quickly turned around and passed in front of Diarra.After running for nine or ten minutes, Mo Fei's physical strength was exhausted, but compared to Diarra, Mo Fei still had more confidence. He gritted his teeth, suppressed the exhaustion in his body, and rushed forward quickly.

Modric really didn't have the strength to run. After receiving the ball, he stood still and saw that Mo Fei had thrown off Diarra, and pushed the football onto Mo Fei's running track without hesitation.But the look of frustration soon appeared on his face again, and his pass made a mistake again, and the pass was too big again, and the football flew straight towards the full-back Marcelo.

"What a pity! Time is running out, and this will most likely be Tottenham's last chance to attack. However, the ball is closer to Marcelo. It seems that the game is about to end..." He Ping said with some regret , He couldn't help shaking his head and sighing slightly because of the fierceness of the match.

"No! It's not over yet! Believe me! He will definitely be able to control the ball! He has created countless miracles, and this time, he can do the same! I believe in him!" Hui Hui roared loudly, his glasses stared at the broadcast screen tightly, and his fists were clenched. If you observe carefully, beads of sweat are already oozing out of his fists.

He Ping was stunned for a moment, nodded, and focused his eyes on the screen again: "Come on, Could it be! Come on, Tottenham!"

On the field.

Marcelo sees the ball coming straight towards him and drags his tired feet two steps forward, ready to kick the ball out of bounds with a big kick.Time is really running out, as long as the ball is cleared, maybe the referee will blow the whistle to end the game.Victory is already waving to them!
The referee also put the whistle into his mouth at this time, he was waiting, waiting for Marcelo to kick the ball, and then, the game ended!

Just when everyone thought the game would end like this, one person disagreed!That's it!

Could it be that he squeezed out all the strength he had in his body, and sprinted towards the football landing point as fast as he could!

"Hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up!" Mo Fei shouted crazily in his heart!

Finally, the moment Marcelo raised his foot and was about to touch the football, Could Fei finally reach it, jumped up successfully and kicked the football out first, and at the moment Marcelo was stunned, he bounced again after landing Get up and chase the football!

The referee was stunned for a moment, but instead of blowing his whistle, he signaled the game to continue. He decided to wait until the attack was over before ending the game!

"Oh my God! Mo caught up with the football! He's crazy! Mo is completely crazy!" A neutral commentator screamed in disbelief.

"Stop him! Stop him! Stop him!" The three "stop him" of the home commentator expressed the panic in his heart.

Also nervous are Tottenham coach Redknapp and madman Mourinho.They all know what this attack means to their respective teams. If they don’t go in, Tottenham will fall into hell with half a foot; if they go in, Real Madrid will suffer heavy losses, and the prospect of the second round is not very worrying!

"Go, go, go, Mo! You can do it!" Redknapp clenched his fists tightly, his eyes seemed to burst into flames, all his hopes were pinned on the one that looked extremely tired but determined Incomparably thin figure.

Mourinho didn't say anything, but the seriousness on his face and clenched fists revealed the restlessness in his heart at the moment.He stood quietly under the night sky, his pupils shrank for a while, like a lonely but cold lone wolf, staring at the black jersey with the number 10 printed on it.

(End of this chapter)