The rain was still falling, but the Manchester City fans were in high spirits, chanting and cheering in the stands.

Uncle Scum is a very gambling head coach, seeing that the team is lagging behind, and his step-by-step tactics have not had much effect, so he simply let go of his courage, pressed the formation in an all-round way, and only cared about attacking.

It's a very bad thing to be held the initiative by others in the Champions League, Uncle Scum made some mistakes in tactics today, in the first half because he always took care of his own defense, Manchester City's strikers did not play a role in pulling and responding, and failed to play a good attack, which gave Uncle Scum the illusion that his tactics were not much of a problem.

In fact, the threat of Manchester City's forward line came out from the second half, Dortmund is not the kind of bus in the strict sense, it is very difficult to top up, Manchester City's goal is really not too much, Uncle Scum did not wake up until this time, and gave up the hope that he was good at Defense, which is not reliable at all.

Dortmund has been under Uncle Scum for many years, and the players' trust in him is relatively high, and when Uncle Scum gave the order, Wen Sheng did not expect that the opponent would directly increase the offensive intensity in a way of giving up defense.

"It's too ruthless!" Wen Sheng had to give Uncle Scum such an evaluation.

Manchester City, which overtook the overtake, was confused by Dortmund for a while, and the stadium is like this, and the momentum is rising one after the other.

Seeing Dortmund's reckless style of play, Wen Sheng was very hesitant, on the one hand, he certainly hoped that his team could make good use of the emptiness in the opponent's backline, and on the other hand, he was worried about his own half-court defense.

What's more, from the bottom of my heart, playing defensive counterattack tactics at this time is not necessarily a good tactic, De Bruyne, Silva, and Nasri are not the kind of players who are absolutely fast, not to mention Drogba, the reason why Wen Sheng replaced Drogba is that the opponent controls it and squats in the half of the court to defend, so that Manchester City has the conditions to play positional warfare and attack.

Chelsea face Bayern Munich in the Champions League, and Drogba is also a single striker! Wen Sheng thought about it and decided to use defensive counterattack tactics, so why not let them attack.

It was a decision that was not bad to say bad, but the problem was that Dortmund equalised at the last minute.

After Manchester City's counter-attacking tactics, Dortmund began to besiege Manchester City, Wensheng had hoped that the team could control the ball a little better in this passive situation, but Manchester City's players suddenly had a bit of a slump and made a lot of mistakes.

In the 88th minute, after Dortmund broke the ball in the center circle, they launched an attack on the spot, Gotze went through, Kompany made a mistake in the upper grab, was thrown away by Lewandowski, and easily pushed the far corner to score.

Borussia Dortmund gave the home fans a kick on the spot.

Wen Sheng was even more angry and vomited blood, Kompany was too reckless to grab this, and wanted to go around, but he was stuck by Lewandowski, and he was thrown away with a wipe, and it was inevitable to be punished for making such a low-level mistake in front of this kind of divine edge.

"You're a fucking stupid fork?!" Wen Sheng scolded angrily at the hideous shouts on the court.

Manchester City's players were saddened, seeing the three points in hand, they didn't expect the leading brother to come out like this.

Kompany complained to the referee frantically, thinking that Lewandowski elbowed him, of course he couldn't convince the referee, Wen Sheng thought that it was a normal card position, blame Kompany for being too confident, why do you believe that you will be able to carry Lewandowski?!

Jock and Linton's mood was like riding a roller coaster, everyone was still singing just now, and in the blink of an eye, they were silent.

"God, this is terrible! It's terrible! Linton covered his face.

Jock didn't know when, the referee blew the whistle for the end of the game, and the score of 2:2 was clearly written on the big screen at the scene, and Manchester City, who were playing at home, conceded three points at the last moment.

When he arrived at the parking lot to meet his father, Jock was still in a state of distraction.

"Hey! Dude, looks like you're not happy with this game! The father opened the car door and asked Jock with a smile.

Jock was full of slander in his heart, Manchester City failed to get three points, and you are still so happy?!

"You can laugh! We've dropped a damn three points, and it's home! Jock was indignant.

"I see!" The father laughed, "I think we're doing well!" ”

"That's pretty good! Dad, we deserve to take those three points! Jock exclaimed dissatisfied, he was not a child anymore, he had his own judgment, he knew that the first goal conceded was related to Klich, and the second goal was related to captain Kompany, so now he hates these two.

"Football is like that, sometimes you can play well or you can't win the game! Lad, you should find joy in football, it's useless to dwell on it! If you really love this team, you should support him at all times and no matter what the result, instead of complaining and resentful! Bernard, I want to ask you, is it possible that Manchester City is relegated, you will not support him?! Do you mean that you don't go to the game because of bad grades?! Are you a follower of this team or a seeker of victory?! The father started the car and asked Jock as he drove.

"Of course I'm a follower!" Jock didn't hesitate at all.

"Then you should let go of your baggage! Remember to be there every game to support them, and that's enough! ”

"I just don't like the feeling of losing!"

"Bernard, no one likes to lose! But you have to accept that our Manchester City can't win all the games! Winning isn't what football is all about! "The father is a hardcore, but he has walked more than his son, and he understands more truths than Jock.

Jock has a little understanding, he didn't follow his father to the stadium to watch the game on the first day, in the early years, Manchester City was a relegation team, and even fought in the lower leagues, and there were countless defeats, Jock felt that going to the stadium to watch the game was like an obligation, and now he feels that he seems to have changed, Manchester City is hot, strong, and the requirements in his heart are getting higher and higher, and he has lost his heart.

When he was about to get home, Jock said to his father angrily, "You're right, Dad! ”

"Damn Wen, he let lose £10!" Father laughed.

Jock rolled his eyes, he knew that his father should have bet, and the vote was naturally won by Manchester City, and this draw obviously did not make his father wish.

"Alright, man, we've got to do the math with an account!" Father's smile was a little sinister, Jock's little face was pale, good guy he knew that he skipped class to go to Carrington, don't look at Daddy smiling, I guess he won't want to go to Etihad next home.