This goal is not necessarily a bad thing for Real Madrid. At least they lost early enough to get it back in 40 minutes.

In addition, manager Michel also found a problem - Diarra's excessive dribbling in midfield has indeed threatened the safety of the goal.

For this reason, he called Diarra off the field while the Forest team was still celebrating the goal.

"Russ, you've had the ball a little too much, you've been on it for too long. The goal conceded came from too much of your possession in midfield. Michelle stared at Diarra very seriously.

Diarra knew it was because of himself, "I got it, coach. Should I take the ball less often? ”

Michelle shook her head: "No. How do you connect the front and back courts with fewer shots? I mean, you should let the football sit under your feet a little less......" Speaking of which, Michelle was going to give Diarra an example, and he thought about it, and it turned out to be the opponent's player - George. Wood. He opened his mouth, but the name was still not spoken.

'In short, they are very tight in midfield and if you can keep the ball at your feet a little bit shorter, you can tear them apart and reduce the chance of you being dispossessed.

Diarra nodded as she listened: "Okay, I see, coach." ”

'Don't take this goal to heart, we have 40 minutes left.' After criticizing Diarra, Michelle gave him some comfort. "If Gago's organization becomes the core of the other party's organization, you can take care of him appropriately."

Diarra understood and ran back to the pitch.

Michelle slapped on the sidelines to cheer up the Real Madrid players and cheer them up so that they could not be knocked down by the ball.

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Florentino finally remembered to get back to his place, Evan. Dogetty stood up to make way for him, smiling. He didn't reach out to the Spanish football giant and say something provocative. In the end, reason prevailed over impulse, and he buried those words that smelled of gunpowder in his heart.

Florentino didn't seem to see Evan. Dogetty, without that calm smile on his face, hurried past with his head down, he didn't seem to have recovered from the shock of conceding the ball so soon.

Evan sat down with him at the same time, collected his mood, and continued to watch the game.

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Nottingham Forest, who were once again leading the way, had the advantage on the pitch and for a while they even bombarded Real Madrid's goal, but Casillas was in good form, making three saves in a row to keep the back of the net.

He was a little unhappy with the team's defense, getting up from the ground and yelling at the defenders' names.

"Don't let them shoot so easily! Not even a long-range shot! ”

"Watch out for Gargo's back plugging!"

"Two wings and a rib!"

Under his command, Real Madrid's defense finally stabilized.

Nottingham Forest, after a few unsuccessful attempts, also began to shrink systematically to save energy.

On the field, the two sides fell into a stalemate again. There weren't many chances for either team to really threaten the goal, and they were locked in a hard-fought battle in midfield.

Diarra obediently gave up his favourite style of play, passing the ball quickly after winning the ball in midfield, never allowing the ball to stay at his feet for a second longer. The Forest's defense was not easy to do at this moment, Gago made a few saves and always missed, and not only that, Diarra also used his gap behind him to send the ball out frequently, causing problems for Nottingham Forest's defense.

Don noticed the change as did the players on the field. He glanced at Michelle.

The Real Madrid manager is by no means an ordinary man. He saw this problem, and there was no reason why the other party couldn't see it...... And Michelle corrected it very quickly. It seems that it is not easy to use Diarra to open the door to Real Madrid.

He could only make Gago temporarily give up the practice of pressing Diarra and retreat again to stalemate with the opponent.

If Diarra had passed the ball earlier, the Forest players wouldn't have bothered him. As long as he hesitates at the first time and doesn't pass, then Gago will definitely stick to it immediately.

On the other side, Ribery was replaced by George. Wood was on guard. Ronaldo and Gonzalo Higuain were also left idle, and Real Madrid's 'kicking ankle' tactics kept the stands booing and they paid the price for three yellow cards, but it worked well. Real Madrid are clearly not used to such a game, their attack is completely unorganised. Huntelaar and Karim Benzema had to drop back to midfield to get the ball, and they were much less of a threat to goal when they were too far away.

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The minutes ticked down until the second half was thirty minutes lower, and neither side scored again.

Nottingham Forest are not in a hurry, although a one-goal lead is not safe, but this is a final after all, so it is better to be safe. Donn's side opted for a solid defence, disrupting the opposition's attack in midfield and then waiting for an opportunity to counter-attack.

Real Madrid were a little impatient. After all, this is their home stadium and now they are still down by one goal...... With fifteen minutes remaining, if we don't try to score, we will lose the Champions League at the Bernabeu.

This is something that must never happen.

Michelle began to adjust, and he made a very bold change, which even surprised Donn - he didn't make a substitution, he just changed the position of the players on the field. He sent Marcelo into midfield, pushing Gonzalo Higuain up front, Ronaldo back to his favourite right and Ramos dropping down to the middle as a centre-back.

At this moment, Real Madrid's formation has changed from 442 to 343, which is definitely a full attacking formation.

Don was stunned for a moment when he saw this change, and then laughed. It is really worthy of Michelle, the head coach who insists on attacking football and came from Real Madrid. Gonzalez. This kind of life-fighting style of play really doesn't consider the back road at all......

Don thought about it for a while, decided to avoid its edge, let the team temporarily retreat and shrink the defense, and then slowly consume Real Madrid's physical energy, and wait until the last minute to ...... Fatal with one hit!

He whistled and gestured to the players to deliver the news.

The change in the situation on the pitch is obvious. Real Madrid's offensive intensified, while Forest's counter-attack was much less, and the Real Madrid fans, who had just been a little silent, were re-excited, shouting slogans and cheering for Real Madrid.

In fact, the football game is very magical, the coaches of both sides have made a lot of detailed and careful arrangements, but the game may not necessarily follow the route they have planned, because there are always such and such accidents that make the game turn to an unknown place.

For example, after Michelle made the arrangement to give it a go, the team's offense only improved for a while, and then withered again. Nottingham Forest's defence has been honed over a decade and the addition of a striker doesn't make them panic.

Five minutes later, Real Madrid still had no hope of scoring. Sporadic boos rang out again from the stands. Hearing this, Don grinned. Real Madrid fans with anxious surnames are going to start waving white handkerchiefs again, right? Good, good, keep putting pressure on the Real Madrid players!

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Ribery was once again kicked to the ground, and he lay on the ground and rolled in pain, resulting in a yellow card for a fouled Raphinha, which was also the fifth for Nottingham Forest of the game. Real Madrid, on the other hand, did not have a single yellow card, and it was as clean as a blank sheet of paper.

Unhappy with Ribery's pain, Pepe rushes forward and leans down to question Ribery. In his opinion, the French must have faked a fall!

But he was stopped by Wood Getra next to him. Luckily Woodgate was quick, otherwise Pepe's aggressive upward stances might have caused him some trouble - the Real Madrid players would have been happy to take the opportunity to engage him in a physical altercation and then pay a yellow card for Pepe to get his second yellow card of the game.

Pepe has been in high spirits since he was in the middle of the road, and everyone is paying attention to him.

"Bastard! You faked a fall! Pepe was held by Woodgate and still yelled at Ribery.

Ribery got up from the ground and didn't argue for himself, but walked forward with his head down. It seems that the footsteps are still a little limping. But I don't know if it was faked or if it was really kicked.

It's just a small episode, and it's only natural for players on both sides to get dizzy and clash in the heat of the final. The game continues.

Ribery's free-kick for Real Madrid brought a bit of a threat to Akinfeev's goal. Ronaldo passes the ball towards goal, and a spinning ball goes straight to the back corner of the goal, and in the process, it only needs to be touched in the direction of the goal...... Maybe you'll be in the door!

Unfortunately, no one touched the ball, and the players on both sides were entangled in the box as if it were a mess, and the ball flew straight between them and goalkeeper Akinfeev and out of the bottom line.

The football flew out, but it didn't end there. At the same time as the football flew in front of the goal, a Real Madrid player fell to the ground in the crowd. It immediately attracted a roar of "penalty" in the stands.

But the referee didn't say anything, but Cristiano fell to the ground. Ronaldo drew a glaring glare from Bale as he pressed his head against Ronaldo, who was standing up, his mouth pursed, his eyes wide with rage, and his nostrils snorting with hot air.

This time it was Akinfeev who pulled Bale apart, and the Real Madrid player on the other side also stepped in to separate the two.

"It's a penalty!" Benzema protested to the referee as he pushed Bale away.

"Fuck your balls!" The one who scolded back was Raphinha. He had just received a yellow card, and he was in a bad mood.

Seeing that the two sides were about to have a direct conflict, the players of the two teams who were still sober hurriedly rushed up to completely separate them.

Since there was no direct physical altercation, the referee did not pull out the cards, but only called Raphinha and Benzema, as well as Ronaldo and Bale, over separately and gave them a few verbal warnings. Originally, he wanted everyone to shake hands and show friendship, but as soon as his nagging voice fell, the four of them turned around and walked away together, not bothering to glance at him.

He shook his head in the back, the final was really different from the usual competition, and the atmosphere between the two sides had reached the point of saber rattling. Just don't do anything too out of the ordinary...... Forget it.

The referee still froze in place in a posture of admonishment, his face was blue and white, and his face was a mess - but he had to pinch his nose and forget it, the atmosphere on the field was tense, it was simply white-hot, as long as he didn't really fight, just bear with it......

Don saw this scene on the sidelines, but there was a smile on his face: keep spraying, keep squirting! It's best to spray for 10 minutes and go straight to stoppage time!

Of course, Michelle knew what Donn was thinking with a smile on his face, and he rushed to the sidelines to ignore the demeanor of the big coach, and shouted to this: "Go back and continue the game!" Go back and keep playing! We're still behind! ”

When he shouted like this, the Real Madrid players woke up, hurriedly threw down the referee, and ran back to his position a little unwillingly.

Don, who saw this, whistled. Sure enough, the opponent is not wood, not so stupid.

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The game restarted, and there was no shortage of boos in the stands. Real Madrid fans think the referee is unfair, and so do Real Madrid players. In the ensuing game, the anger of both sides came up with this decision. Nottingham Forest kicked the ankle for almost forty-five minutes and finally angered the Real Madrid players.

In response, their movements are also getting louder, and the number of pushes and shoves by players on both sides is increasing.

The referee had to show Real Madrid a yellow card to help him stabilize the mood of the players on the pitch. You must know that this is Real Madrid's first yellow card of the game. Donn applauded from the audience, but the smack of this applause was obvious, for which he was "favored" by the fourth official, who came to greet him with concern: "Watch your behavior, Tony. Mr. Donne! ”

Eighty-seven minutes into the game, the score was still 2:1, and Nottingham Forest was ahead.

The players on the Forest bench could not contain their excitement and stood shoulder to shoulder on the sidelines, waiting for the final whistle to end before rushing to the stadium to celebrate the birth of the treble.

Even the coaches around Donn excitedly left their seats and stood on the sidelines with the players.

Don himself was a little excited, watching him desperately suppress that excitement. He can't let the players get carried away too much, because the game isn't over yet, you don't know how many minutes of stoppage time there are, if it's five minutes, it's still dangerous.

At this time, Don can no longer care about letting the team continue to attack and strive for another goal. It's too dangerous at this time, so it's better to hold on. At the end of the 80th minute, he replaced Shaheen and brought on Kompany to form a defensive formation with three central defenders, and his thoughts were clearly conveyed to the players.

Gago's assists are not as frequent as before, and more often than not, Gago and Wood are both doing blue-collar work in midfield - constantly running and intercepting, and disrupting the opponent's attack at any cost.

The boos in the stands grew louder and louder, and it was no longer clear whether they were directed at Real Madrid or Nottingham Forest, or against the referee......

The two people sitting on the rostrum did not hide their inner thoughts at this moment, and the expressions on their faces faithfully reflected them. Florentino looked solemn, Evan. Dogotti smiled visibly. It looks like he's going to have the last laugh, and the arrogant Spanish football big is finally going to throw in the towel!

Deep down, he's Tony. Don applauded, and on the surface he tried not to let his smile be too insolent. That's hard work......

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Michelle stood on the sidelines, as if there was nothing he could do, and in the last ten minutes he had already made two substitutions in a row, replacing Diarra with De La Red, and then less than two minutes later, he replaced David with Palejo. Luiz is the centre-back.

The two substitutions of Don couldn't help but grin. This man is crazy.

It's a completely lethal way of playing, and the meaning is obvious - if you can't kill Lao Tzu in the last few minutes, that's Lao Tzu who will kill you!

Barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes, but at this time, Real Madrid, which has always been gentle, personable, and known as a model of aristocratic temperament, has turned into barefoot mud legs......

In the face of such a menacing Real Madrid, Don was not sure that he would be able to retreat from the attack, so he could only choose to retreat and retreat. The scene is a little ugly, but it is safe. If Nottingham Forest were determined to defend it, the team in the world that could break through their door would be counted on half a hand.

Just keep these minutes, keep these minutes......

Don muttered inwardly. Before he knew it, his fists were clenched tightly, and they were all sweaty.

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Real Madrid's madman-like style of play did scare some of Forest's players. Three forwards, five attacking midfielders, and two defenders practiced attacking and defending the half-field around Nottingham Forest's half.

This is no longer the time for kicking the ankle to solve the problem, Real Madrid's attack has developed a situation of depth and depth, and no matter how the Forest team ends, the football will eventually fall to their feet, so another wave of attacks will hit.

Nottingham Forest, which was still majestic before, is now shrunk in its shell like a turtle, and the wind blows from east to west, north and south.

Evan on the podium. The smile on Dogetty's face was also gradually decreasing, and Florentino next to him was like a real fan, looking nervously at the stadium, not paying attention to the facial expressions of the people around him.

The fourth official stood on the sidelines, fiddling with the electronic cards in his hand. It looks like stoppage time is coming.

Don glanced at the Fourth Officer, who he had never felt so cute as he did today. As long as you see him playing, you know that the game is not far from 90 minutes.

Hold on, hold on for one more stoppage time! Ninety minutes have been persevered, but is it necessary to have a few minutes left......

Before he could finish his inner words of cheering himself and the team, he saw Ribery, who had been holding the ball outside the box, facing George. Wood suddenly came to a forced breakthrough!

Wood was stunned by him. Ribery's foot had been limping a little before, as if it was really injured. Wood was a little slack off because of this, but he didn't expect this kid to pretend to be out!

Shocked, Ribery had already shaken him off and rushed into the box.

Pepe rushed up as soon as possible, and if he yelled again: "The enemy will run away!" Your Grandpa Zhang is here! "It's even more imposing.

He came a little slower, and Ribery was already rushing over, so it was at this moment. Pepe reached out and gave Ribery a gentle nudge on the shoulder......

I saw that Ribery, who was still moving like a rabbit just now, suddenly had garlic at his feet, and swooped down to the ground like a fish bomber.

Then he landed on all fours and threw himself firmly into the penalty area.

Everyone was stunned by the mutation.

Including Tony standing on the sidelines. Dawn.

"Penalty!!" This time, it was not only the Real Madrid fans in the stands who were chanting, but even the commentators were shouting incessantly.

Look at the referee again, he's running towards the penalty area and pointing to the penalty spot – that's the gesture for a penalty.

Evan on the podium. Dogotti's expression at this time was as if he had just eaten a plate of caterpillars raw, how wonderful and exciting......

(To be continued)