Chapter 60 This Is Football!

Thunderous applause from the stands...

Tottenham fans gave Zlatan Ibrahimovic a respectful applause!

He is a responsible man!

On the coach's bench, Boas looked at this scene with a light smile.

His expression was very flat, as if he had won an irrelevant game, which made Mourinho even more angry.

The once close partners are now staged a good show of falling in love and killing each other in the Premier League.

The friendship between the two has a certain legendary color, but that is all in the past tense.

Since Mourinho publicly doubted Villas-Boas's tactical philosophy, the two have broken off.

In this game, the game between the two head coaches was very exciting.

The reason for Manchester United's cross is the world wave with luck and Pogba's invisibility.

 …

In the press area, Li Wen jumped up excitedly.

"Yeah!!! Did you win? Did you win? This is too powerful, it turned around!!"

A woman in her thirties was as happy as a little girl at this moment.

Everyone is applauding.

Dong Yuming, CCTV camera crew, and journalists from various countries applauded.

This game is worthy of applause. This is a high-level confrontation, no matter from the tactical level or the performance of the players.

And its comeback drama is even more entertaining!

"Cow!"

"It was so cool to play!"

"Come back! Xiao Le's performance is amazing too?!"

"The sense of presence is MAX, my eyes never leave Xiaole for a moment."

"This is the top star, wow~~~ goosebumps are up."

"In this situation,

I should have recited a poem, but I didn't have much culture, so I gave it to Xiao Le with the word 'fuck'. "

 …

Bars in North London burst into cheers at the moment of the goal.

Although Tottenham won Manchester United last season, based on historical precipitation, Tottenham are always a little afraid of Manchester United.

But since winning this game, they seem to understand a truth.

They may not be afraid of Manchester United, but... Ferguson!

Mourinho is an excellent head coach, there is no problem, but he cannot obtain the majesty and status of Ferguson at Manchester United.

This limits him in many ways.

Although Mourinho did not say it, he understood that the club had begun to no longer trust him.

"Shit!"

Mourinho cursed dissatisfiedly, and sat back on the coaching bench with a dark face.

This game is over, what the hell!

 …

In the next ten minutes, Manchester United had no fighting spirit. Comebacks are always the most morale-damaging, and there is not much time left. Facing Tottenham, who are playing better and better, they can't please them at all.

In the 87th minute, Yi Le took advantage of Manchester United's loose position and inserted a scalpel-like through ball, directly tearing up Manchester United's defense.

Higuain single-handedly scored the goal and successfully made up the knife.

The score expanded to 3:1.

At this point, the game has been declared completely over.

Manchester United resisted a few times symbolically, and the referee blew the whistle for the end of the game.

Beep! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

"The game is over! The game is over! In this strong dialogue, Tottenham Hotspur won the final victory. When we fell behind by one goal, we made a comeback!"

In the high-pitched voice of the commentator, the Tottenham players, led by captain Hugo Lloris, took the lead in the East Stand, a neat queue.

They embraced each other's shoulders, and at Lori's order, they all bowed and thanked each other!

Thank you for your perseverance!

Thank you for your persistence!

Thanks, for every one of your hysterical rants!

Thanks, for waking us up with a deafening roar when we were most depressed!

May the road ahead, you are still there, let us witness the birth of that immortal great cause together!

Under the leadership of the captain, the Tottenham players came to bow under the four stands respectively, which made the Tottenham fans extremely happy, and they responded with the most sincere smiles.

The players began to walk towards the player tunnel, and a close-up of Yi Le suddenly appeared on the screen.

The Tottenham fans began to cheer unrestrainedly!

easy! ! ! ! !

easy! ! ! ! !

easy! ! ! ! !

easy! ! ! ! !

Yi Le was walking towards the passage in the middle circle, and paused slightly when he heard the cheers of mountains and tsunami.

Captain Lori patted Yi Le's shoulder with a smile and said, "Give them something back, they love you so much!"

Yi Le smiled. He stood alone in the middle of the court, bathed in the thunderous cheers around him.

The roar of more than 60,000 people almost overturned him.

Yi Le smiled and raised his right hand high, while putting his left hand on his mouth, making a gesture of silence.

The Tottenham fans saw all this through the screen, their eyes lit up suddenly, one or two... until everyone got up, they stared at Yi Le quietly, their hearts beating wildly.

In an instant, the originally noisy stadium fell into a strange silence.

More than 60,000 pairs of eyes staring at one person...

Under the gazes of many, Yi Le slowly raised his arms.

More than 60,000 Tottenham fans also raised their hands.

I saw a huge piece of black in the stands, with arms raised like a forest.

Snapped!

Yi Le applauded lightly.

The next moment, 60,000 people clapped their hands at the same time, with great momentum.

boom! ! ! ! ——

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

Yi Le clapped his hands to a steady drum beat.

Tottenham fans also followed Yi Le's rhythm and clapped their hands.

boom! ! boom! ! boom! ! boom! ! boom! ! boom! !

The rhythm of Yi Le's clapping began to speed up...

The clapping rhythm of the Tottenham fans also accelerated, and the ferocious sound swept through the entire White Hart Lane, which was extremely spectacular.

They feel that every heartbeat is accelerating with the drumbeat!

Blood is burning!

Trembling with excitement.

Throats start to squirm, and they can't wait to let it out! !

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom! ! ! !

The tempo gets faster and faster, when a breaking point is reached.

Yi Le suddenly opened his arms and roared, "Comeon!!!—"

Wow! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! —————

The whole White Hart Lane is boiling!

The waves of sound are overwhelming!

More than 60,000 fans cheered and roared uncontrollably!

The whole earth is trembling!

Yi Le stood in the middle circle, with his arms wide open, facing the stands on all sides, and slowly circled. .

At this moment, he enjoyed it immensely!

This feeling of being watched by everyone is great!

 …

"Take... shoot... did you take it?"

Li Wen's voice was trembling with excitement.

"It's taken." The photographer also looked dull.

They were all dumbfounded by the scene in front of them.

Li Wen looked at this scene in disbelief, what kind of power made more than 60,000 people make such crazy roars.

What magic power is in this boy!

This is just crazy!

She has always felt that football is exaggerated as the world's number one sport, and the number of goals scored in a game is not as many as basketball.

But at this moment, looking at those faces with bulging veins, it still looks ferocious.

It was a cry from the heart.

The waving and shaking team flags.

At this moment, the whole world seems to be focused on one person.

Until this moment, she seemed to understand something...

This is football!

A movement that cannot be described in words!

Sports that need to be felt with the heart!

One person, one team, one belief... so many people flock to it!