Chinese players in Europe

Chapter 712 Great victory, complete victory, defending the title! (Four)
Paul Lambert's face was pale. Could it be that this goal almost sent him into the bottomless abyss. In front of the abnormally strong Tottenham, three goals behind, is there any team that can equalize the score?Maybe, but it definitely won't be Norwich, who is far behind the opponent in terms of strength and fighting spirit.

Tottenham Hotspur's offense is extremely sharp, Could it be that the goal just now is as fast as lightning, Norwich's layers of defense are like paper, and he pokes through them easily by himself, Lambert can't help it Knowing whether Norwich still has hope of scoring goals, but he knows that in front of such a Murphy and such Tottenham, his team will continue to concede goals!

Lambert's mind went blank. He didn't know what to do now. When he thought of the waves of attacks and ridicule from the media and fans after the game, he felt like he wanted to find a crack in the ground and never forget. The urge to show up.But this is unrealistic, and now he can only fidget on the coach's bench with a dismal expression, watching the team being blazingly smoked on the volcano of Tottenham.

Fortunately, at this time, the referee pulled him off the fire. After the whistle sounded at the end of the first half, Lambert and his team fled back to the visiting team's locker room like bereaved dogs.

"Champions! Champions! We are champions!"

"The promise to win them three goals, we did it! In the second half, we will score more goals and defend the title in a more powerful way in advance!"

"Ooooh, two Premier League titles in a row! It was a fantastic night, thank you, brave Tottenham fighters!"

Amidst the shocking cheers of more than 5 Tottenham fans, Tottenham players waved to the fans with smiles while walking slowly to the locker room.

"Nice job, gentlemen!"

These were the first words Redknapp said after entering the dressing room.Looking at the excited young faces in the room, and the confidence and determination emanating from the players, Redknapp couldn't help but nodded in satisfaction.After the start of this game, he was under tremendous pressure. If Tottenham did not win this game beautifully, it is foreseeable that the overwhelming criticism and ridicule from the outside world will spray this young team with saliva. Look, but now it's better, his gamble succeeded, his team, his players have finally returned to the previous state of high spirits and fearlessness.

"I won't make any adjustments in the second half, just like the 45 minutes in the first half, play as you please, I know you won't let me down, let our fans down! Well done guys, our first game of the season A championship is only 45 minutes away from us, let us add a more beautiful halo to our crown with more beautiful football!" Redknapp smiled easily and set the tone for the team's tactics in the second half.

"Don't worry, boss, the championship belongs to Tottenham Hotspur, we are invincible, we are the well-deserved NO.1 in the Premier League!"

"Three goals are not enough, I think we are in the right state, we need to use more goals to maintain this state!"

"Ha, I haven't scored yet, guys, put the ball in my head for the second half!"

"Nimma, I didn't score a goal, Mo, remember to give me an assist!"

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Responding to Redknapp was a pair of energetic and confident faces. The old man nodded in relief, and then walked out of the dressing room with confidence.

Compared to the harmony of the home team's locker room, the visiting team's locker room is gloomy. Norwich's players are all sitting on their chairs with their heads downcast. Even the head coach Paul Lambert is standing there with a gray face. , don't know what to say.

What else can he say?What else can be done?In front of the revived Tottenham, in front of absolute strength, and in front of the crazy White Hart Lane, their resistance seemed so pale and powerless, each of them knew that this "big gamble" with Tottenham "Already completely lost, after the game, the soldiers who greeted them endlessly satirized and humiliated.

"Do your best to defend and score a goal if you have a chance. If you don't have a chance..." Paul Lambert did not continue. In fact, he was not sure whether his team could score in front of the crazy Tottenham. He doesn't know if he will lose the ball, but the probability of losing the ball is definitely higher than the probability of scoring. Now they can only try their best to defend themselves, trying not to be cut into pieces by Tottenham's butcher knife.

However, Lambert's extravagant hopes were soon bruised by the cruel reality. Just after the start of the second half, they were once again stabbed in the heart by Tottenham's fast break.

Modric took the ball out of the center circle. Van der Vaart passed the ball directly to the right without returning the ball. Murphy, who was on the side, took the ball and then rushed along the side. Norwich full-back Ward's defense Mo Fei was useless in front of him, and was wiped by Mo Fei with speed, and then Mo Fei changed to an inward cut near the baseline. When everyone thought that Mo Fei was going to rush into the penalty area to hit the goal, Mo Fei passed the football to the top of the penalty area. position, Modric followed up and easily pushed the far corner of the goal without defense.

4:0!The overall situation has been decided. The fact that Tottenham won the Premier League championship two rounds ahead of schedule has become irreversible. The two consecutive league titles are unstoppable, and winning the opponent by three goals has become an established fact!
"GOAL! The goal is scored! The goal is scored! The goal is scored! The goal is scored again! 4:0! 4:0! Tottenham Hotspur's championship momentum is irreversible, Mr. Harry can rest assured, Luka Modric's fourth goal allowed him and his team to successfully complete the pre-match promise, they are the undisputed kings of the Premier League, they are the best league champions in the history of the Premier League!"

With the heart-piercing cheers of the commentator on the radio, the enthusiasm of more than 5 fans at the scene was once again ignited. This time they no longer shouted such as "Long live Modric!" Instead, they all jumped up from their seats, and the slogans of "Champions! We are the champions!" echoed throughout the stadium.

Looking at the figure of Tottenham coach Redknapp cheering and hugging and celebrating with his companions not far away, Paul Lambert's face lost the slightest color, and he retracted his body into the coach ceiling In the shadow of the crowd, he seemed to not want the fans and the cameras on the scene to capture his embarrassment and frustration, but he felt that it was not enough. In the end, he simply buried his head between his legs, not daring to look at the stadium. Heartbreaking scene.

However, although coach Paul Lambert, who disguised himself as an "ostrich", could not see the scene on the field, the cheers of the fans at the scene pierced into his ears like sharp arrows, making his heart ache. I can't help but feel the pain.

However, Tottenham, which has already played momentum, obviously does not care about the pain in the hearts of Lambert and Norwich players. They are a group of passionate young people.

The game continues, the cheers continue, the goals continue, the slaughter continues!

With the fourth goal less than five minutes away, Tottenham once again extended the score - Modric received Bale's cross at the front of the box, dunked the pressing Crofts, and was in the same position. Hit the football into the same spot in the goal in the same way! 5:5!

"GOOOAL! Twice, Luka Modric! A beautiful goal! This is a night for Tottenham Hotspur! Today, White Hart Lane is full of stars! Ooooh Before the game, some people were still worried about whether Tottenham could win the opponent by three goals, but now... dear fans, tell me, which number is this!"

"Fifth! This is our fifth goal! Go on, Tottenham - Hotspur!" The fans at the scene responded loudly to the commentator's question, and the atmosphere on the scene was once again pushed to a climax .

In the VIP box, hearing the endless cheers and applause, Ferguson and many other famous Premier League coaches lost the desire to continue watching the game. For them, Tottenham’s victory in this game is already a certainty. , This season is over, if they stay here again, it will not be Tottenham's jokes, but their own jokes.

No one or anyone noticed that in the exit channel of the stadium covered by cheers, several figures with prominent reputation in the UK slipped out covertly...

"This is the first goal!" The home commentator's screams sounded again in the wide White Hart Lane Stadium under the night.

Just ten seconds before he yelled that sentence, Van der Vaart scored, he swept a Ferry ball of Joel Luka into the goal...

The fans at the scene clearly had reached a frenzied climax, and they seemed to fall in love with this way of celebrating after not scoring a goal, and then asking and answering-"Sixth! This is our sixth goal! Go on Go ahead, Tottenham - Spurs!"

In the No.708 minute of the game, England striker Jermain Defoe, who hadn't started for a long time, also got confused. He dribbled the ball in the penalty area densely packed with Norwich defenders, turning the penalty area into a mess. , and then a concealed stab shot in the chaos helped Tottenham open Norwich's goal for the seventh time...

Unsurprisingly, there was once again boiling questions and answers at the scene——

"This is the first goal!"

"Seventh! Seventh! Slaughter Slaughter Slaughter! Crown our crown with the blood of your opponents! Ooooh, go ahead, go ahead, the kings of the Premier League forever - Tottenham Hotspur!"

When the whole game was in stoppage time, Mo Fei scored a ground-breaking shot 30 meters from the penalty area, marking a successful end to the game. The score of 8:0 not only made Tottenham Hotspur feel helpless The controversial success of joining the crown for two consecutive seasons on this night also allowed the world to witness once again Tottenham's unparalleled offensive ability.

When the referee blew the end of the game, more than 5 home fans stood up collectively. Applause, cheers, singing, screaming, and cries choked with excitement merged together to form a unified and imposing sentence. Powerful words: "Champions! We are champions! We are two consecutive Premier League champions! This is our white dynasty!"

And on the pitch, Tottenham's main players and the substitute players who had rushed onto the pitch hugged each other tightly, and soon, Tottenham's coaches also joined in the celebration, they embraced and shouted Shouting and celebrating wantonly, everyone's face was filled with excitement and ecstasy.

"Champions! Champions! We are champions! We have won the Premier League twice in a row! We have once again created a legendary record that cannot be copied in the history of the club!"

Moments later, the Tottenham players and coaches held hands and lined up in a vertical formation, shouting excitedly while expressing their gratitude to the fans who came to the scene to support them.

Redknapp and the players were cheering, waving, and paying tribute to the fans at the scene, but found that Mo Fei next to him was looking at him with a smile.

"Boss." Mo Fei laughed happily at Redknapp.

"You kid, you don't have to keep giggling with excitement after winning the championship!" Redknapp glared at him angrily, but there was a lingering bright smile on his face.

"Of course I have to giggle..." Mo Fei shrugged and continued, "This is just the first one, and the fun is yet to come! As I said, we will build a white dynasty belonging to Tottenham. Today's champion, This is the beginning of the White Dynasty!"

Hearing the strong confidence contained in Mo Fei's words and the firmness on his face, Redknapp couldn't help but lose his mind slightly.

After a while, a smile climbed up Redknapp's face again: "You boy..."

Shaking his head, Redknapp suddenly raised his arms and turned his face to the sky, as if he was announcing to the stadium and everyone here: "Today is the beginning of the White Dynasty! It belongs to our era. This moment begins! Gentlemen, let us work together for our dynasty!"

The surrounding players heard the roar of the head coach. After a slight loss of consciousness, the players roared together with the head coach: "Let us create a white dynasty belonging to Tottenham, starting from this moment!"

"Let's create a white dynasty belonging to Tottenham, starting from this moment!"

Soon, the fans at the scene also heard the shouts of the Tottenham players and coaches, and they were also infected by the heroic shouts. Immediately, under this bright starry sky, the entire White Hart Lane stadium was one after another. The same shout sounded, and it lasted for a long time...

(End of this chapter)