"Freddie. Eastwood was in trouble as he was caught in front and back by two Chelsea players. The football was at his feet, but he couldn't turn around and shoot. As long as one more person comes up, the ball will definitely be broken...... He turned...... Shot - the ball is in! The ball is in! The ball went in——!!! Finale-Field-Absolutely Kill!! ”

The narrator roared excitedly on the television.

Even more excited in front of the TV were the Nottingham Forest fans, who couldn't make it to the stadium and had to go to the crowded pub to watch the game together, and they were lucky enough to see the thrilling scene near the end of the game.

"Champion! We are the champions! ”

"Double Champion!"

"Tony, I fucking love you, I fucking love you-"

"Oh, oh, you're going to propose to him, Joel?"

"If I were a woman, I would marry him!"

"Ahahaha......"

Such a scene appeared in the pub where all Nottingham Forest fans gathered, including Kenny. Burns' Forest Bar.

"Beer! More beer! How can there be no wine at such a moment? ”

"Cheers! For the champions! ”

"Cheers! For the double! ”

It's been a long time since no one went to watch TV and listen to the commentary. Now everyone's mind is on gulping down and declaring victory and excitement loudly.

Someone raised his glass to Burns, who was behind the bar, and Burns raised his glass and nodded. The man drank it all, and Burns only tasted it. As the owner of this bar, he still needs to stay awake.

But that doesn't mean he's not happy with Forest's result. In fact, he was probably happier than everybody here, all excited. Defending Champions Cup...... Twenty-eight years later, that scene seems to be in front of Burns's eyes. It's the same group, but they were young enough to run around with the team. They were on hand at the Bernabeu to witness the first splendor in Nottingham Forest's history – at Tony. Before Done, it was the "most brilliant" - now these people are old, and there are not a few gray temples.

Time flies.

※※※ In the heavy rain in Moscow, the frantic celebration at the Luzhniki Stadium was finally stopped by the referee's forced intervention. The game is not over yet, Chelsea still have a chance to equalise, and for the Nottingham Forest players to continue to celebrate with such impunity, they will surely be met with angry complaints from the Chelsea players that they have taken the opportunity to delay the game.

Just as the Nottingham Forest players were back on the pitch, the fourth official was also standing on the sidelines, holding up an electronic bulletin board with the numbers on it for the final stoppage time of the game – three minutes!

There are still three minutes left for Chelsea to equalise, and if they can't score, they will miss out on the trophy.

Don also recovered from his excitement, and he stood on the sidelines, his hands folded over his chest, staring at the court with some nervousness. In the last three minutes, anything can happen. Think of Manchester United's Champions League final against Bayern Munich in 1999...... But don't let me go, you guys! He stared at the Nottingham Forest players on the field and gritted his teeth in his heart.

"There are three minutes left, you must hold on!" Van Nistelrooy, who had already been substituted, patted his tracksuit jacket and stood on the sidelines, rolled his hands into a trumpet shape, and shouted inside.

While Nottingham Forest was celebrating wildly, Grant had already made a substitution. This time he made two substitutions in one go, and did not save a hand because he wanted to play extra-time against Nottingham Forest.

Shepchenko replaced Joe, who had done nothing under the ferocious pressing of Nottingham Forest. Cole, Belletti replaced the physically exhausted Makelele.

It was clear that the attack was going to be intensified and the intention was to gamble in the last three minutes.

The game restarted with Chelsea keeping the ball firmly at their feet and pushing into the Nottingham Forest penalty area. Chelsea's players were smart enough not to rush to send the ball straight to the Forest goal, as that would have resulted in a quicker loss of possession.

As long as the football is on your side, you can attack at any time. Time is running out, and what matters at this time is not the quantity of the attack, but the quality.

Ashley. Cole also rushed up and threw himself into the attack. Frank Lampard saw him and passed the ball.

In the last moments, Ashley. Cole relied on his speed to push forward hard, and finally broke through Raphinha, tearing a hole in the right side of Nottingham Forest's defence!

The cheers of the Chelsea fans rang out.

Forest's players think Ashley. Kerr will surely send in a low cross, Pepe rushes in to block and deny him into the box, and Drogba in the middle is handed to Pique.

Ashley. Cole didn't pass the ball to Drogba, not even to the goal, he came straight to the back of the ball and the ball flew outside the box!

Ballack received the ball and he made a gesture to shoot at goal, allowing George to shoot at goal. Wood threw his weight out and blocked it with his body. It turned out to be a pass. It's Frank Lampard on the other side!

The corner was brilliant and Lampard was barely marked when he received it. He turned around and shot straight at the goal!

Everyone got up from their seats. If it scored, Nottingham Forest fans would have been happy before, if it didn't...... Chelsea are finished.

"Bang!"

How many times have you heard this in this game?

'The crossbar stopped Lampard's shot! The crossbar stopped Chelsea! ”

The ball hit the crossbar and bounced back, but the attack wasn't over yet.

Although Frank Lampard didn't shoot the ball into the back of the net, it also left the entire Forest defence dangled. Shepchenko appeared at the point where the ball landed, and he had a chance to put the ball in the back of the net...... "Shot-"

The soccer ball flew straight off the crossbar...... I didn't kick the right part and shot high.

Tony. Don felt that his legs were weak, which was too stimulating to his heart...... He pressed his hand on his left chest, and he could clearly feel his heart beating.

"Damn it......," he muttered feebly.

Next to him, Chris Rac groaned, "You know, just now, I almost thought I had a heart attack......

"It was arguably Chelsea's best chance of attacking in the second half. However, the crossbar denied Lampard, and Schupchenko's follow-up shot went straight into the air! Chelsea are out of luck! Or rather, Nottingham Forest's luck......"

Shepchenko with his head in his hands, he could have had a chance to be a hero...... However, in such a short playing time, he didn't even run hot in his body, and his feet were still cold, how could he have the feeling of shooting at the goal? If you give him another five minutes...... Damn it! Bastard!

Frank Lampard stood in front of goal, looking limply at the stunned opposition goalkeeper Edwin van der Sar. In the first half, I got a dribble, and in the second half, this luck went to the opponent's side.

It's too hard, a little lighter, the ball goes down a little bit, and it can fly directly into the goal, Van der Sar has already surrendered...... Gareth. Bell hugged the goalpost and kissed frantically. Words can no longer describe his mood at this moment.

The goal was a huge blow to Chelsea's morale, and although there was just over a minute left in the game, Chelsea looked like they could no longer lift their spirits to attack. What's more, Nottingham Forest firmly controlled the football at their feet and were not in a hurry to attack, just constantly falling in the backfield and midfield. Even when they were collectively booed by the Chelsea fans, the Nottingham Forest players were unmoved.

And so the game drew closer and closer.

Even the commentator declared: 'The game is over, Chelsea have been demoralized by the crossbar, they seem to have lost all their courage and fighting spirit in an instant, and they don't know how to play the remaining minute. Football is now under the control of Nottingham Forest, and the Chelsea players have been turned around by them......"

In the stands, a certain man who hid himself deep in a trench coat saw this scene and shook his head silently.

The football was still at the feet of the Nottingham Forest players, and apart from Frank Lampard, the Chelsea players had no intention of coming up to grab the ball at all, and they could see that Nottingham Forest wanted to delay the game until the end of the game. Nobody wants to go up and be that monkey who gets played...... Outside the Nottingham Forest bench and dugout, players and coaches gathered on the sidelines, just waiting for the referee to blow three whistles before they rushed in to celebrate.

Caught in the crowd, Don was trying to hide the joy on his face, the game wasn't over yet, and he didn't want anyone on the pitch to think he could relax.

In the stands at the Lou Nicky Stadium, the Chelsea fans were silent, while the Nottingham Forest fans had been singing since Eastwood's goal, with the exception of a slight pause from Frank Lampard's post and Schepchenko's follow-up shot, which was now mixed with louder cheers. Everyone – no, all the Nottingham Forest fans – is waiting for that moment to come.

The referee was looking at his watch, and the whistle had been put in his mouth, and perhaps the next second he would hear the pleasant whistle.

There are ten seconds left in stoppage time.

Frank Lampard kept running and finally grabbed the ball! This may be Chelsea's last chance!

There are seven seconds left in stoppage time.

George. Wood stabbed inside and forced Lampard's ball to get out and out. Frank Lampard was crazy about getting rid of Wood. He's betting that the ball is now on the attacking side, and the referee won't blow the whistle to end the game unless the attack is completely out of play. But...... First of all he needs to show that he is attacking and not in midfield and George. Wood was entangled.

Wood stared coldly at the Chelsea No.8, who had been a team-mate in the England team. He feels the same way about the desire for victory and championships. But who calls us adversaries? I'm going to disappoint you this time.

Frank Lampard was waiting for support from his team-mates and he didn't dare to return the ball for fear the referee would blow the whistle as soon as the ball was passed backwards.

Wood spotted Frank Lampard not looking to be fully focused on the football at his feet and this was his chance!

He didn't hesitate to poke his foot out from behind, and Lampard stumbled and the ball was lost!

After discovering that the football had been broken, Frank Lampard's heart was like an ice cave for a moment.

Then he heard the least wanted to hear:

"Toot! Honk! Toot-"

※※※ "The game is over-" The commentator's voice was immediately drowned out by louder cheers.

Nottingham Forest's players and coaches rushed onto the pitch as they waited on the sidelines.

Don wasn't that excited, he hadn't forgotten that he was still shaking hands with the opposing head coach. Although he still doesn't like Grant, he still doesn't reject shaking hands with losers as a winner.

So he walked over to Grant with a smile.

Grant greeted him with a grim face.

Neither of them spoke, and it was inappropriate to say that it was a handshake, but they just touched the tips of their fingers and immediately separated.

Grant turned to comfort the players, while Donn was surrounded by reporters.

"Congratulations on making new history, Mr. Donn!"

"Thank you."

"Is there anything you want to say?"

"Before the final I thought we should win the title, we should be the whole of Europe...... No, it's the best team in the whole world. I'm glad that this result proves my idea. "Winning the championship made Donn, who was already arrogant enough, even more arrogant, of course, he has such arrogant qualifications...... Journalists like to see him arrogant, and when he is arrogant, his mouth will say a lot of things that make the media happy, and readers will follow under the teasing of the media, and then everyone will get wet.

"Would you like to evaluate your opponent? Chelsea caused you a bit of a problem in the second half......

"It's just a nuisance." Donn stretched out his right index finger and swung it. The Bruce Lee-like gesture has made him a favorite among photojournalists, and tomorrow his arrogant photo will be on the front pages of all the media.

'They did a good job in the second half, but they didn't score a goal, they allowed us to score and win the title. That shows we're better than they do! ”

'How does it feel to be a double winner and defend the European Cup?'

"It's fucking awesome! Ha ha! Don burst out laughing, but he couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth. Now is the pinnacle of his life, he stands in the clouds of happiness, enjoying the compliments, praises and flattery of those reporters, enjoying the joy of winning the championship, enjoying the pleasure that he will never experience in his previous life...... ※※※ Shania in the box stood up from her seat, her eyes like Tony surrounded by reporters. Don looked at it silently for a moment, then said to Gronya next to her, "We should go, Chris." ”

Gronia pointed down and asked, "Are you really not going to say hello, or say goodbye?" ”

"So multimedia, what am I going to do?" Shania frowned and said, "If you say goodbye, you can say it on the phone." ”

"At least let him know you're watching his game, right?"

Shania laughed, "Now that it belongs to him, I better not bother." ”

※※※ David. David Beckham was with the rest of the players to thank the Nottingham Forest fans in the stands. He's not as excited as his teammates, he's seen big scenes. But he was still happy.

He didn't expect his move to Nottingham Forest to win the league title and the Champions Cup in one season. Almost as much as his 1998-1999 season at Manchester United.

Who doesn't love a champion and who doesn't love a win?

Someone grabbed him from behind, and Bell's excited voice sounded in his ears: "David! We're champions! Haha, we're champions again! ”

Beckham looked back at the happy little monkey and replied, "Ah, yes, we're champions again." He will reread it "again".

This is his second European Cup.

Journalists to David. David Beckham came in to interview him, the Nottingham Forest 'newcomer', what he thought of the title.

It was definitely not a special treat, with the rest of the Nottingham Forest players being interviewed individually. A few words from everyone can be turned into a live report in the newspaper the next day.

George. Wood declined such an interview, and he hid in a slightly quieter place to call his mother.

Bendtner and Zim Bonda, two men who had been kicked out of the first team after brawling in training, also hugged together to celebrate the championship. Because of the championship, all contradictions do not exist...... Temporarily, of course.

※※※ While this group of people was frantically celebrating or being interviewed, a group of people had already put up a billboard announcing the championship in the center, and against the background of the European Champions Cup logo, there were big red letters on it:

2007-2008 UEFA Champions League winner Nottingham Forest Forest!

Due to the fact that the weather was not beautiful and the rain was still falling, the award ceremony was not held in the middle of the court, but on the rostrum. The red carpet has been rolled from the lowest level of the stairs to the top, this is the road to champions, this is the road to glory.

First up to receive the prize was second-placed Chelsea, who each took home a silver medal. I believe that these people must be very unhappy when they accept the award, no one wants to get a silver medal after reaching the final. Like Donn roared in the locker room three years ago, holding a silver medal as a foil for the champion?

One by one, the Chelsea players took the stage to accept the award with gloomy faces, and they didn't want to say a word, and there was no smile on their faces. Most people take the silver medal off their necks and hold it in their hands when they come down. When everyone came to the stage to accept the award, they would be unwilling to look at the silver trophy, so close and so far away from themselves...... The last person to take the stage to accept the silver medal was Chelsea manager Grant, who was so grim-faced that he didn't let Platini, who was in charge of presenting the medal, hang it around his neck, but took it directly into his hand.

Then he stepped off the stage, and unlike the others, he didn't even look at the trophy the whole time.

The rostrum is in the middle of the stands, with the Nottingham Forest fans gathering area on the right and the Chelsea fan phalanx on the left. The right side is bustling, and the left side is dead silent.

Grant walked down, and halfway through, he looked at the silver medal in his hand, and then at the silent, heartbroken Chelsea fans. Then he made a move that caused an uproar on the scene.

He threw the silver medal in his hand into the stands! It was as if a pebble had been thrown into a calm lake, making waves, and someone raised their hands to compete for the silver medal, and the stands that had been quiet a moment ago became noisy again.

Tony who saw this scene. Donn whistled. He could understand Grant's thoughts, feeling angry and unwilling, but helpless, what else could he do but express his dissatisfaction in this way?

Didn't Don do the same back then? There was also an uproar after the game. But now he doesn't have to express it so extremely, because he won't be dissatisfied at all, he's the winner, two years in a row!

"Grant finally got a hand in the last minute." Tang En said in Chinese to Tang next to him.

Don nodded in agreement.

If Grant had come on stage with a smile on his face, politely accepted the silver medal, and then thanked Michel Platini and other senior UEFA officials, Donn's disdain for him would only deepen.

Grant's throw of the silver medal was just an episode, and soon it was the turn of the Nottingham Forest players to take the stage to accept the award. The players were excited to come to the stage to receive the award, which was no different from the first time to win the championship, which was a joy from the heart.

George. Wood was at the back of the line, and he would be responsible for lifting the trophy in a moment, with Donn ahead of him.

"Called your mom?" The two took the time to chat for a while.

"Hmm."

"Is she happy?"

"It's a pleasure."

Don smiled: "Ah, that's good. If you're in a good mood, you'll get better faster...... So, George, for your mom's sake, you're going to have to keep leading this team to win, you know? ”

Wood thought it sounded a little weird, but he nodded because he liked to win, too.

As Donn walked up the steps, the Nottingham Forest fans in the stands on the right held out their hands to welcome him, as if they were the spears of the guard of honour. They chanted Tony. Donn's name is credited with another trophy he has won for the team. Others simply burst into tears, unable to speak to themselves with excitement. In this piece of stands, the cold of the rainy night has long been dispelled by the fiery red.

In this way, with the cheers of the fans, Don stepped onto the rostrum step by step. Receiving the gold medal from Platini, his expression was not as happy as when he walked up.

"Congratulations, Tony. Mr. Donn. Platini held out his hand.

"Thank you." Donn simply shook hands and left, not much of the UEFA officials, even the star Platini, whom he had admired for a while.

Platini was a little disappointed with his reaction, and he wanted to take the opportunity to say a few more words...... George. Wood was already standing in front of him, and he retracted his thoughts, first hanging the gold medal around Wood's neck, and then placing his hand on the championship trophy.

The moment of truth has arrived.

George. By the time Wood received the trophy from Platini, the cheers of the crowd had reached a peak, but he didn't take advantage of the momentum. He handed the trophy to Tony, who was right next to him. Dawn.

"You take that side."

Don looked at George, who had a serious face. Wood laughed. This porter he picked up from the street, this ignorant teenager who claims to be the best player in England ...... - I can give you a chance, but whether you can be the best player in England or not is up to you, George.

It was as if it had been said yesterday.

The other handle that took over the trophy, Donn and George. Wood lifted hard together.

At this moment, the continuous cheers slapped on the shore like a tide, stirring up a thousand waves, and drowned everything in a huge roar.

"Hooray! Nottingham Forest! Banzai! Double Crown! ”

(To be continued)