"Go back! Frank!" On the court, Sun Jihai was telling Ribery to go back in Chinese English.

"But, Sun..." Looking at Sun Jihai covered in mud, Ribery wanted to come back to help him defend.[]

"If you don't go back, what will we fight back?" In Ribery's opinion, this Chinese, who has always been low-key, showed his toughness at this moment.

Ribery had to go back in disappointment, "Stop it, Sun."

The same thing happened in the middle, and Scott Parker was yelling at Will: "What are you doing when you come back? Will, go to the frontcourt! Otherwise, how can we fight back!"

William Coburn was frightened by Scott Parker's fierce look, "You and Frank are our only hope for this game! Do you want to hear the overwhelming ridicule of the Italians tomorrow?"

William Coburn shook his head, of course he didn't want to.

"Come on, Scott!"

Ye Chuan's face was very serious on the sidelines, and Ernitipet was even more anxious and panicked.

The cheers in the stands were still there, we were crazy about Wimbledon!

Juventus' offensive in the second half completely suppressed Wimbledon. The defenders of the crazy gang had been beaten back to their 30-yard area. Nedved and Delpiero took turns to take turns outside the penalty area, and Ibrahimovic and Trezeguet attacked Wimbledon's penalty area.

This wall of sighs, famous for the British Isles, was in a mess in the face of Juventus' fierce offensive.

Johart made magic saves time and time again.

"St. Johart!"

St. Johart blessed Wimbledon, and he tried his best to guard the last line of defense of the Mad Gang.

"If the game continues like this, even if Johart is brave, he will not be able to hold on." Adams couldn't help but start praying for Wimbledon in his heart.

Juventus' offense has been too fierce since the second half. The Serie A champions have shown their unparalleled strength, and the World Cup seems to be shouting!

Even the Doomsday Twilight has the power to overturn Europe! Which team in the top three of Serie A is not the Galaxy Universe level?

Capello glanced at Ye Chuan, Chinese, what should you do now?

Can your team hold on?

Scott Parker and Modric have done their best in defense, and Mo Shao even ignored his image and tried many tackles. Each player who helped the defender had the words "hard" written on his face. Their jerseys were all Menieke's soil and grass chips.

But no one was dissatisfied because they knew that as long as they could hold on, Ribery and William Coburn would have a chance...

Think about the FA Cup! Think about how we did the FA Cup!

Will, come on.

Even if William Coburn's shot was bad in the first half, his teammates definitely did not have any dissatisfaction with Ye Chuan continuing to let William Coburn as the offensive core during the break.

Even Ribery doesn't!

How many miracles did William Coben bring to the Mad Gang? So what if you do it again?

People say we are the king of big talk, and people say we want to win the European championship is a dream.

Juventus said that Wimbledon only has tennis and football? I haven't heard of it.

The proud Italian media said before the game that Juventus will see what football is in England away!

Is the person standing more than a hundred meters away the best goalkeeper in Italy Buffon? Some people say he is the world's number one goalkeeper, but Joe Hart is not convinced!

"comeon!comeon!!!!" After blocking Nedved's long shot out of the penalty area, Johart shouted to the Juventus player and continued! Continue! Try whether you can jump over my fingers!

All Wimbledon fans are proud of the bloodiness of their team!

"We are the crazy Wimbledon! So what about Juventus! So what about the rich! We want you to bow down and surrender!!!!!!!!!!!!!" In the stands, the crazy fans used their greatest energy to support their players!

They are all good.

Capello frowned. No wonder this team was able to overturn the Premier League's top throne to fourth place last season. This is indeed a difficult bone to chew, extremely difficult to chew...

Such a home court is really hot.

But Capello believes that such spiritual power is not enough for them to support the whole game. Juventus only needs one goal to make these Englishmen understand that in the face of absolute strength, spiritual power is useless.

We are the strongest team in Italy!

The most proud old women on the Apennine Peninsula have set off waves of attacks on the road!

In the 16th minute of the second half, Del Piero received a pass from Nedved and cut into the penalty area, defending Michael Dawson.

Dawson felt that he could not run anymore, and a staggering beneath his feet made him lose his most important defensive position.

This is like the throat of war in ancient times. Vidic had to take care of Ibrahimovic. Sun Jihai had already returned to the penalty area to defend Trezeguet. There was no time to divide the troops, so Bosingwa rushed over.

This is the only defensive force of the Mad Gang. Del Piero looked at the Portuguese's fierce movements and smiled. Then he showed his superb football skills. With a light tap on Bosingwa, he was dodged away by himself!

"Delpiero entered the penalty area! Wimbledon is in danger!" Adams' eyes widened!

Just as Piero was about to shoot, the magical English boy suddenly appeared like a somersault cloud.

"Scott Parker!" Adams almost roared and hoarse.

The Wimbledon fans at the scene were like they got lost in the desert and suddenly discovered an oasis. Scott Parker was their hope!

"Kill him! Kill him!"

Parker planned to push Piero away with his shoulders. If this is outside the penalty area, it is just an ordinary position, but it is different in the penalty area...

Delpiero fell down, but Inzagi was not the only one who did it.

“b—————————————————————!!!!”

The referee's sharp whistle touched everyone's hearts. Ye Chuan opened his eyes wide and watched the referee walking towards the twelve yards. He pointed his hand here...

Delpiero smiled and slapped his teammates with a high-high! He cheated a penalty, not only that, Scott Parker received a yellow card because he had one yellow card at the beginning of the first half, so two yellow cards turned into one red card, and Scott Parker was sent off!

It's really good that Parker ended in his first two games in his Champions League career, but this time it was different from the first time. He helped the fans give applause to Parker...

Then the fans of the Mad Gun gave the boo to the referee and Piero who was pretending to fall.

When Parker left the game, Ye Chuan hugged him, "Good job, the best midfielder in England! Go back and take a shower, and then watch us win this game in the locker room."

"But the boss..." Parker originally wanted to remind Ye Chuan that there were only ten of us, but looking at the head's firm eyes, Parker also nodded, "If I win, I will rush out as soon as possible!"

Ye Chuan patted his head.

There are more than twenty minutes left in the second half, but the Madman has to fight 11th. When they have eleven people, they can't defend Juventus' strong offensive firepower. If there are ten people, can they still win?

Don't forget, they were also awarded a penalty.

William Coburn stood at the edge of the penalty area with some depression. At this time, Johart suddenly called him.

"Will! What are you doing? Run to the middle circle and believe me, I will definitely throw the ball to you. Oh, don't get me wrong. I'm talking about the ball we counterattack. The essence of defensive counterattack is counterattack! Only knowing how to defend will lead to losing." Johart's words made William Coben stunned.

Counterattack? Hart, are you so sure you can save this ball?

William Coburn suddenly remembered what Ye Chuan told him, from the beginning to now, has the cheers at home stopped for even a second?

The fans' voices were hoarse, but the cheers never stopped.

Scott Parker asked himself to run up so he could catch the counterattack. The calm expression of the boss, are we going to win?

No, no, what am I doing?

I want to run to the middle circle, and Johart will definitely be able to save! I must seize this opportunity to counterattack.

Del Piero carried the ball to twelve yards, and no one noticed William Coben running near the center circle.

"Delpiero got a good scoring opportunity, penalty kick..."

Running up, hitting the ball, and the Zebra Prince's movements were completed in one go.

On the goal line, Joe Hart smiled the moment the Zebra Prince shot, I guessed it right!

On the left, Piero hit the left, and Johart also hit the left. Johart tightly pressed Piero's shot under his body, and his fake moves did not deceive Johart.

Johart knew that a member that the leader often said was called "Take Trying to Get". Piero's fake move told Johart that he would definitely hit the left, and Johart guessed correctly!

He immediately stood up, ran past Piero with a surprised look on his face, and then used all his strength to feed himself. The veins in his arm had burst out. He took a sudden breath and concentrated all his strength.

The whole Menieck heard Johart's shouting, "Run——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

Juventus players turned around in a panic, and William Coburn had already received the ball and started!

Juventus's defense line retreated rapidly. While waiting for the Juventus players in front to return to defense, they planned to delay William Coburn. William Coburn was the only one in the frontcourt, and he was the only one in himself!

Soon he overwhelmed Juventus's defense by about 27 or 8 meters. Juventus' players gave him a shot but did not give him a chance to surpass him...

William Coben had a good long shot opportunity, his eyes wide open, and he was looking at Buffon's position.

The boss said, if I can't get a decent shot, I have to go to the reserve team!

I'm William, see! What am I afraid of? I'm not afraid of Liverpool. How did I score in the FA Cup?

That was the best goal of that season!

I can definitely do it!

William Coburn raised his foot and shot! There were still twenty-eight meters away from the goal!

The ball crossed Juventus's defense with a roar and flew towards the gate guarded by Buffon!

Buffon felt that his movements were slow! The ball hit the net behind him hard!
To be continued...