"Aaron. Mitchel! Nice header from outside the box! Nottingham Forest equalised the aggregate score between the two sides! ”

The City Stadium erupted in loud cheers.

Barcelona manager Pep Guardiola was furious on the sidelines, throwing the water bottle in his hand when the football was "rubbed" by Mitchel with his head.

"Who the fuck is this kid!"

The two assistant coaches, Vilanova and Eusebio, were smart enough to remain silent at this moment.

Pep Guardiola's anger was not directed at his own team, in fact they were able to score a goal in such a pitch condition, which is already a good performance. He was furious that he didn't know anything about the Nottingham Forest striker. For example, he didn't know that the number nine's header was so good, otherwise he would not have let the team give Bentley a chance to play the ball on the wing......

After a while, Vilanova said, "Perhaps...... Not as bad as we think? At least now the two sides are tied on aggregate and away goals are also tied. We still have a chance to go to extra time......"

Guardiola frowned and shook his head, and said in a bad mood: "The state of the team is useless to play extra time...... Playing on such a field, the players are physically exhausted very quickly. ”

He was right. Even if Nottingham Forest accidentally dragged Barcelona into extra time, they were not worried at all. Tony. Don had already factored in that possibility before the game. Forest's players are fit enough to complete 120 minutes of intense play, while Barcelona cannot. It takes a lot more energy than usual to play on such a terrible field, and playing another 30 minutes is just more likely to increase the risk of injury to their players.

It's no wonder Don wasn't in a hurry after conceding the ball.

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There was a lot of mourning in the Barcelona dugout, and the players on the pitch were no better. They were demoralised after Barcelona's goal and were hoping to build on the momentum and score a second goal, in which case it would be almost impossible for Nottingham Forest to turn it around. Unexpectedly, the second goal did not go in, but let Nottingham Forest score another goal......

When they saw the football fly into the goal, their hearts were cold almost at the same time.

It wasn't the score that scared them, but the fact that they hadn't been able to get used to playing on that pitch after 70 minutes of play, while Nottingham Forest were at home. What will be the final result of the game that goes on like this? They didn't dare to think about it.

After the restart, Barcelona stepped up their defence against Mitchel, but this time Mitchel was even better. Barcelona's players can prevent him from shooting, but they may not be able to prevent him from passing. As a beacon up front, he can not only score goals himself, but also create all kinds of opportunities for his team-mates, and his height is the biggest weapon. At the same time, his stopping skills and ball protection skills also made it impossible for Barcelona's defenders to take him - once he was squeezed behind him, he didn't want to break the ball without fouling.

Abonlahor also had two dangerous shots on goal thanks to Mitchel's impressive performances.

To add insult to injury, four minutes after Forest's goal, Messi withdrew from the game after spraining a knee in a scramble. The retirement of the team's soul due to injury was really a big blow to Barcelona, and many Barcelona players on the field were a little confused in their eyes...... They really don't know how to play a game like this.

The Catalan commentator started scolding Tony when Messi was injured. Done and his Nottingham Forest, scolding them for being unsportsmanlike and destroying their players' bodies for the sake of victory.

And the England commentator breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally a player is injured...... It's hard to say that you can play on such an uneven field and no one get hurt! ”

When Messi was injured, Guardiola finally couldn't take it anymore, he rushed to the sidelines, found the fourth official - the former referee who had been off the field before being injured - he pointed to the field and said to the fourth official: "This is the venue that can host the Champions Cup?" Bumps and bumps, so my players get hurt! Is this also allowed? ”

It's a pity that Don is not on the sidelines, otherwise he would definitely come out and refute him without hesitation: "UEFA has agreed, what are you calling?" ”

The fourth official shrugged his shoulders and was a little helpless: "There's nothing we can do about it, Mr. Guardiola." ”

"I'm going to appeal to UEFA after the game! How could such an unsportsmanlike thing be allowed to happen? ”

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"Hey, lo and behold!" John suddenly pointed to the dugout off the pitch, where Guardiola was emotionally saying something to the fourth official, in fact, what he said was clear to everyone, just look at his movements - he was pointing to the pitch.

"Hah! Lost red eye? Don laughed from his seat. Want to cry to your UEFA mom? ”

"I guess he must have protested to cancel the game, or to file a complaint with UEFA!"

"It's too unplanted!"

Deafening boos against Pep Guardiola immediately erupted from the North Stand. Even Don was booing inside. He can't go down and scold Guardiola, of course he can only boo here.

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The fourth official comforted Guardiola: "We will write these things into the match report, but for now, please go back first, Mr. Guardiola." ”

Pep Guardiola walked back with a black face. The boos grew louder and louder, and he just didn't hear them.

Messi was eventually taken off on a stretcher, his expression was painful, and the team doctor's face was equally unsightly. Seeing this, Guardiola couldn't help but feel like swearing, and he looked up at the stands where the boos were loudest. He didn't find Donn, the guy was hiding in the middle of a crowd of fans, dressed the same as them, and couldn't tell which one was him.

UEFA sent him to the stands, so maybe it did him a favor......

Pep Guardiola gritted his teeth and thought.

Messi could not continue to play, and Guardiola replaced young midfielder Busquez in an attempt to strengthen his midfield depth and control. The one-metre-tall Busquez has outstanding physical attributes, and his presence could change Barcelona's weakness in heading. At the same time, his style of play is simple, which is also very suitable for handling the ball on such a court.

Before coming on the pitch, Guardiola patted Busquez on the shoulder and said: "Be careful, don't get hurt......"

It's a desperate move.

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As the game continued, the Barcelona players were on fire. This is also quite normal...... Who doesn't get angry at their teammates getting injured because of this terrible field? What's more, they themselves may follow in Messi's footsteps, and they can't calm down when they think about this.

Even Piques let go of his feelings with Nottingham Forest and didn't hesitate to bring down Mitchel in defence. His approach earned him boos from Nottingham Forest, and he didn't find anything embarrassing about it.

Nottingham Forest didn't care what the Barcelona players thought, as they always attacked Valdés' goal, hell-bent on settling the battle within 90 minutes.

However, Busquez's presence did make a difference, as his height and physicality helped Barcelona defend well in midfield. In the header duel, he and Piquee teamed up to finch Mitchel to free up Puyol, and Abang Lajo had few chances.

As a result, Nottingham Forest began to try to use more long-range shots to find scoring opportunities. Such attacks are often hastily ended after reaching the frontcourt.

Don was unhappy about this, and waited a little longer to see that the team showed no signs of change. The north stand resounded with the shouts of the fans: "Be patient! We have the advantage! Don't shoot blindly from a distance! ”

"Alright, guys. I'm sure they heard. After shouting a few times, Don told them to stop, and he was too explicit to do it.

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As the game progressed, Barcelona's players began to gradually reclaim their defence, and by the end of the day everyone retreated to the half. They don't have any more energy to attack now, so they can only concentrate on defense. They will be hoping to hold on to that scoreline and at least 30 minutes to make it happen again.

Don stepped out of the dugout, and he felt that it was time for the team to attack, so he made a gesture and motioned for the whole line to press.

"Nottingham Forest's attack is quite fierce! Barcelona defended all the way to this...... Look at how many Barcelona players were in the box when Nottingham Forest attacked this time? Eleven! It's all back! The England commentator was quite proud of this, "Who said Nottingham Forest played conservative and utilitarian football? This kind of scene is not common in offensive football, right? ”

Such a field may be a shame for Barcelona fans, because they have always compressed their opponents like this in previous games, and they have never been so embarrassed.

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Mitchel felt that since the one-meter kid came on the court, he was under a lot more pressure. Sometimes he can win in headers, but he doesn't listen to the ball very well. It seems that Barcelona have made special arrangements for his height and headers......

If this continues, Mitchel doesn't know if he will be able to contribute to the team with his head, playing almost the whole game, and for so long, he has been going straight against two of Barcelona's best defenders, and the physical consumption is much more than his last league game. His bounces and sprints weren't as powerful as before, and there were times when he couldn't hold on to positions anymore.

When Bentley passed the football over, he was stuck in position but was squeezed behind by Piqui at the last moment, and when he struggled to squeeze back, he felt as if he was pushing a locomotive, unable to jump, and watched Piqua push the ball in front of him.

Barcelona counter-attacked and their team-mates were quick to get back into defence. He was overwhelmed but weak, his hands on his knees, gasping for air. In the past, he came on as a substitute, and although he started the previous league game, he was also substituted halfway through the game, and he didn't even play a full game. Now that he's been in such a fierce game for more than seventy minutes, he doesn't know if his body will be able to hold up until that point.

George. Wood cut off Silva's pass to Bojan at the back and he didn't hesitate to play a long pass.

Mitchel, who was still gasping for breath in the front court, was about to jump up to catch the ball, but was ruled offside - he patronized the rest but forgot to look around him.

"Is physical strength a weakness if you're too big......" Donn muttered to himself from the stands.

Mitchel then had another chance, but this time when he had the ball at his feet, he quickly conceded it under the combined defence of Piquee and Busquez. At two meters and two, he was even squeezed to the ground by two people who were not as tall as himself, looking vulnerable.

Barcelona fans started laughing at the big goofy guy from the stands.

"Aaron. Mitchel has exposed his lack of physical strength, and he is too thin to do anything under Barcelona's tight defence. His performance is worrying, maybe the Forest should consider replacing him? "Even the narrators are starting to question Mitchel." He scored a goal and he did well enough for a young man who made his debut in such an important game. Forest's coaching staff couldn't have asked him to do more because it couldn't be. ”

Chris Rak has also noticed that Mitchel's performance during this period has not been as active as before, which is clearly related to the fact that Barcelona have made defensive arrangements against the surname. Pep Guardiola found that the situation improved after replacing Messi with Busquez, and simply replaced Xavi with Keita, and the team switched to 442, three defensive midfielders and one attacking midfielder. Forest's ball is now hard to get to Mitchel and Barcelona's midfield defence has hardened. Another reason is that Mitchel's fitness has declined dramatically......

He discussed with Tang: "Aaron doesn't seem to be able to do it, the other party's defense against him is too strict, and his physical exertion is also a little large...... It's the first time I've played such an important game, and I've played against Puyol and Piqui for 80 minutes, so I think he's done a good job...... Are we thinking about replacing him? The bottom line is ......" he hesitated and voiced his concerns, "Toney insisted on starting him and he was outstanding. But I'm afraid that if he continues to play like this, the confidence he has just built up will be destroyed. You must know that Piqui and Puyol are not average defenders, and we are a little too reluctant to let him play against these two strong opponents......"

Don frowned. He is also considering whether to replace Mitchel with Ibisevic, who is more physical and has better marksmanship. But his mind inevitably diverges in the other direction - if it were Tony, what choice would he make?

He found that if it was Tony, he would probably insist on keeping Mitchel on the court.

Do you agree to do that?

"David...... I don't think Tony will agree to change his ......" Don hesitated.

"But now it's the two of us in command, Don!" Chris Rac vs Donald Natony. Don was a little dissatisfied when he came out to be a shield.

Don also seems to feel that he is too weak, and he can't always follow Tony's lead. He thought about it for a moment and then made his choice: "Let's wait a little longer, give him another five minutes......

Chrislak nodded, saying no more.

The game entered the seventy-ninth minute, and there were immediately ten minutes left.

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Once again, Nottingham Forest organized the attack.

Keita, Yaya. Toure and Busquez formed a wall in front of Barcelona's penalty area to keep Forest's attack at bay.

Forest's midfielders wanted to send the football to Mitchel's side, but under the opponent's strict defense, even if the ball passed, Mitchel couldn't hold it at all, so what was the need for the ball to be lost soon?

Thiago was holding the ball, a little confused. He wanted to get it out, but he didn't know to whom. Just as he was looking around and hesitating, his ball was poked off by Keita.

The Barcelona fans in the stands erupted in loud cheers, but their cheers stopped abruptly as soon as they began. Because Keita's ball was also George. Wood was broken.

When Keita broke the ball, Barcelona were looking to counter-attack and their formation was a bit outward.

Mitchel found himself in an offside position again, so he retreated. This time we can't let a team-mate's pass turn into an offside position. But this time he dropped back a little too much, and instead of being the lighthouse at the front, he simply retreated to the position of Abang Lajo in one go - a bit like a shadow striker. Overkill?

George. After Wood broke the ball, he saw that Barcelona's backline was retreating urgently, just in time to distance himself from Mitchel, who ran back, and so far he has not been watched!

Wood didn't hesitate to pass the ball over.

Piquee saw that the ball was passed to Mitchel, and then pounced. He had seen through the big man, and he knew that the opponent was now close to breaking down, and as long as he put a little more force in the back, his ball would be lost.

Mitchel's fitness is really depleted, and there are only two things on his mind right now – catch the ball and don't lose it. As for where the opponent was, who the opponent was, and how they were going to deal with him, he didn't even think about it. The lack of oxygen in his brain made his thinking simpler, and all the excess was stripped away.

Piqui rushed up, and he decided to speed up past Mitchel and make a sudden defence, cutting off Mitchel's ball and then hitting Nottingham Forest's counterattack!

The idea is good, but ......

Mitchel received the ball with his back and smoothed the ball with his heel, and at the same time jumped up and stepped on the ball and turned around and pulled the ball again, turning 180 degrees with Piqui as the axis, and even evading Piqui's defense with the ball! Pique's going around the front made Mitchel a beautiful pass!

"Wow! Wonderful! The narrator couldn't help but scream. Marseille slalom! ”

The two meters tall man makes an elegant movement like a waltz, which is indeed very visually stunning......

At this moment, Mitchel threw out the leader's warning that "you are not allowed to show off your skills". When football came, more than two years of hard training allowed his body to automatically make the most suitable choice - no head, no body, just use his own foot skills to deal with it.

After being passed by Mitchel, Piqué was in a daze, he was so stunned that he even forgot to defend - he didn't expect that he could pounce on him at the same time, and he still didn't know how the opponent did it.

With the help of Busquez, Puyol has been focusing on Abonlaho and others, and he didn't expect Piquee, who played well throughout the game, to be passed so easily, and he was a little caught off guard.

Luckily, Busquez was very focused, and when Mitchel passed Pique, he rushed up to defend.

Mitchel made a sudden stop outside the penalty area, distanced himself from Busquez and picked up his foot to shoot!

Buskes stretched out his foot to block it, but he didn't expect it to be Mitchel's feint!

He dodged Busquez with a buckle and burst into the penalty area!

"Two people in one breath! God, what do we see? The big man of 2.02 meters is showing off his footwork in front of the Barcelona backline! Is Ibrahimovic soul possessed? The world is crazy! ”

Busquez, who had been detained by Mitchel, could hardly believe his eyes, and he slipped to the ground and turned his head to look at Mitchel in surprise, but at this time he could only see his back.

At this moment, Mitchel and Guardiola understand that Mitchel is completely different people, he does not take advantage of his height and header at all, but uses amazing foot skills! Guardiola, who saw this scene from the sidelines, sat in his chair and suddenly felt very defeated - how many things does this kid have that he doesn't know! Who the fuck is this kid falling to the ground!

Mitchel himself seems to have entered some kind of mysterious realm of selflessness, perhaps too tired, and his body instincts in turn dominate his consciousness, and whenever an opponent crosses him, his legs will automatically move and lead him forward. He didn't know who the faces that appeared in front of him were one by one, he only knew that he was going to get rid of them!

"Son! Over him! Over him! Mitchel's father saw this scene in the stands and yelled excitedly.

Busquez's block didn't make it to the ball, but he at least bought time for Puyol and the rest of the defenders.

Seeing Mitchel alone and connecting the two of them into the forbidden area alone. Puyol and the rest of the Barcelona defenders surrounded him, and they dropped their original defensive targets and targeted Mitchel with a menacing attack.

Mitchel didn't lift his head and fired again after entering the box!

Puyol strode in front of him, intending to block his shot with his body.

It was actually a feint, and Mitchel pulled the ball back with his left foot. Puyol had long expected him to do this, so he was not moved at all and just stuck his position.

Unexpectedly, Mitchel's one smash was not finished, he used his right foot to dunk the football back to its original position, and two consecutive smashes finally shook a slit, and Mitchel continued to interject! Puyol, on the other hand, could not keep up with the rapid change of center of gravity, and his body froze in place.

"Three!" The narrator yelled excitedly.

Breaking through Puyol's defence, Mitchel had only Valdés in front of him. He was striking the door with a kick.

Regardless of whether he came for real or still feints, Valdés had to make defensive moves, he fell to the ground and pounced in the direction where Mitchel could shoot, while Alves made a flying tackle to Mitchel from behind, even if he fouled, he couldn't allow the kid to play three Barcelona defenders and score easily!

I don't want to score such a beautiful goal in front of Barcelona!

Mitchel seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and without looking back, he pulled the ball to the right, and the man jumped up. Fooled Valdés and dodged Pique's flying tackle.

Although he dodged Pique, he also missed the first chance to shoot.

Alves wanted to come up and grab the ball, Mitchel leaned his body, and his two-meter-two-meter body pressed on him, and this time he slammed his foot again, the fourth time!

But it's not a feint anymore......

"Mitchel! Mitchel! Mitchel! From the moment he burst into the box, the commentator kept chanting Mitchel's name, louder and louder each time. Because if he didn't shout louder, he wouldn't be able to hear what he was shouting, even with soundproof headphones — the entire city stadium was like an erupting crater, with huge cheers, wave after wave.

"Mitchel! Mitchel – goooooooal!! Beautiful goal! Brilliant goal! Great goal! A big man who is more than two meters tall has used his long legs to play with the Barcelona defenders! He single-handedly overturned the entire Barcelona backline! What a miracle! Who would have thought that this big man would have such delicate footwork! Hey, Tony. Mr. Donn, did he really play centre-back for the last seven years? The commentators in England were almost insane, while the Catalan commentators on the other side were completely silent.

"On such an uneven field, even Messi can't guarantee to control the ball, but he, a big man of 2.02 meters, does it! He stepped on the Barcelona penalty area like a giant! The football is as docile as a sheep at his feet, and he walks on the ground! The city stadium that has made Barcelona's technical players suffer is like the lawn in the back garden of his house, on which he painted a wonderful picture with his long legs! ”

"Listen to the cheers of the City Stadium——!

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"Aaron! Aron! Aron. Mitchel!! If you don't already know the name of Nottingham Forest Nine, you're out of date! ”

It was the cry of the Nottingham Forest fans, and it was the only sound over the city stadium at this time of the day.

Tony. Don held his head in his hands in the crowd, barely believing his eyes. He knew Mitchel's footwork was better than his ability to shoot and his physical prowess, but he didn't expect it to be so good – holding the ball firmly under his feet on an uneven field that was extremely difficult to control, shaking off the goalkeeper with four men in a row, and finally sending the ball into the empty net.

Is this what the average striker can do?

Lucky to go shit luck? But good luck only favors those who are prepared......

In the uniform cheers of the fans, he seemed to see a new bright star rising.

And his opponent Pep Guardiola slumped in his chair, and he didn't even have the strength to scold "Who the fuck is this kid".

If he did lose the game, he would have to admit that he didn't think of Tony at all. Donn's ability to boldly bring in a newcomer in the match, and his ignorance of this newcomer was the main reason for the defeat of this match.

He thought the newcomer was of great height and would normally be bad for bounces and headers, but Mitchel's header from outside the box gave him a slap in the face. Then he thinks that this person is tall, bounced, and headed, so the technique must be terrible, and according to the general law, such an analysis is flawless and impeccable.

He was wrong again......

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Football enters the goal, and Mitchel wakes up like a dream? He looked at the football that was quietly parked in the goal, and then looked back at the Barcelona players lying on the ground, and he still couldn't believe his eyes.

Did I score?

How did you get in?

It seems to be ...... Seems to have passed all of them?

Yes! It's over! The boss must scold me! He said I wasn't allowed to play with my footwork...... How did I forget!

A somewhat frightened Mitchel was startled by the loud cheers that came from behind him, and he looked back at the stands, countless pairs of arms waving, all shouting his name.

"Aaron! Aron! Aron. Mitchel! Aron. Mitchel!! If you don't already know his name, you're out of date! ”

He couldn't find a leader in the crowd, because it was all arms and excited faces. He wondered if the leader was among the cheering crowds.

He withdrew his gaze from the stands, and when he threw himself again onto the pitch, he saw his teammates throwing themselves at him with open arms.

Then he was thrown to the ground, and his ears were filled with hoarse roars.

They were shouting, "Aaron, you bastard! You steal the limelight from all of us!! ”

(To be continued)