Crouch was the highest player for Forest, but he didn't need to return to the box for corner kicks because Donn was ready to counter-attack after corners. Now that Pique is not there, he can only let Crouch, who is still not too good at heading, go to the central defender.

Fried, the team's captain, centre-back John Terry, ran into the box and clenched his fists to cheer his teammates on: "Guys! Now that they are the same number as us, this is the best chance, don't waste it! ”

Albertini was equally loud to cheer his teammates on, but his English was slow to progress and he couldn't speak long sentences, only shouting simple phrases and words: "Defend!" Watch out for opponents! Oppress them! ”

George. Wood blended into the crowd, staring at the pigtailed black man in front of him. Pique's absence took it for granted that Drogba was the target he needed to target in this corner. Coming into the Super League and playing six games, Wood felt like he had few opponents physically, but Drogba struggled him in this game. Wood knows that his skills are not good, so he never compares his skills to his opponents, but rather values physical confrontations. Because he feels that this is a big reason why he can play in the main team of the Forest team.

Now that he has met an opponent that makes him feel a little difficult, he does not feel frustrated or afraid, but makes him feel a little excited, a passion for a leap of desire to try in the depths of his heart, he is eager to have a head-to-head battle with this big black man - in front of Pique's main defense Drogba, he is on the side, plus Drogba is a striker, and Piqua who plays center back is exactly the right position, Wood does not have a good chance.

Now that Piqué is gone, the opportunity has come...... He leaned hard. Drogba, who felt someone behind him, twisted and slammed his elbow into Wood's chest. This ball was to be replaced by an experienced veteran player, and it had already fallen to the ground and loaded it. But what does Wood care so much? He took Drogba's move as a response to his challenge, and he stepped up again without showing weakness.

Drogba felt that the pressure had not subsided, but had increased sharply, knowing that the other party was in love with him. So he shrugged his shoulders, hoping to squeeze Wood out of his place.

Instead of pulling with his hands, Wood leaned sideways to squeeze in front of Drogba, jamming the position to prevent Drogba from jumping up to catch the ball.

But he didn't take advantage of the physical confrontation, and Drogba was firmly stuck in front of him, not giving an inch.

The entanglement between the two soon caught the attention of the referee, who whistled for Joe. Cole took a corner away and then ran to the goal, pointing at Drogba and George. Wood, wave your hands flat and let them part.

"Watch your movements!" Pol sternly warned the two.

Drogba said that Wood bumped into him first. And George. Wood stared at Drogba, ignoring Bol next to him, although the two did separate...... Separated by a distance of about two finger widths.

After warning the two, Bol stepped back and ran out of the box, and then he motioned to Joe. Cole can tee off.

Bol had just left, and Drogba and Wood had put on it again, but their movements didn't look as intense as they had just been, and the two were working hard in secret...... A whistle blows, Joe. Cole runs, sends a flat and fast kick to the near corner of the goal, where Drogba is!

The two jumped almost at the same time, but Drogba leaned back a little when he took off. Wood was pressed under Drogba, unable to exert his strength, and he couldn't jump high, let alone compete with his opponent.

The ball went to the forehead, and Drogba, who had no interference, shook his head and hit the goal!

This time the goalpost did not stand again in Darren. Ward's side, the ball went into the net from the near corner!

“itsgooooooal！！ Pretty! Chelsea's perseverance has finally paid off! They equalised with four minutes left in stoppage time in the first half! Terrible Drogba! In and George. Wood has the complete upper hand in the confrontation, beast! ”

After the goal, Drogba didn't even have the interest to look back at the underdog, he rushed to the corner flag with open arms, and Joe. Cole hugged each other, followed by a swarm of Chelsea players.

The Chelsea goal in the away stands was frantically waving its fists in the drizzle. They were awarded a penalty at the start, a red card was sent off, and now that they have equalised, they can finally raise their eyebrows.

※※※ "Fuck! Angry at the loss of the ball, Donn kicked the bottle of mineral water at his feet with a roundhouse kick.

The water bottle fell right next to the Chelsea coach's command area, and the "bang" startled Mourinho, who was celebrating the goal, and the water squirted out splashed his pants...... Donn certainly didn't see where the water bottle ended up, as he turned around and walked to the dugout after the kick.

Mourinho was obviously unhappy with Donne's doing, he thought that Donn was deliberately provocative, so he simply kicked the water bottle back!

The footwork of these two coaches was really good, Don kicked at the feet of Mourinho, and Mourinho also kicked back at the feet of Donn. With another "bang", Don was a little surprised to find that the water bottle he had kicked out just now was back at his feet, and then he heard someone shouting behind him.

He turned around and saw Mourinho's unhappy expression, pointing at him and saying something, but it was so noisy in the stadium at this time that he couldn't hear anything clearly.

The cheers of the away fans and the boos of the home fans were intertwined, and the ghost could hear Mourinho's translation.

So he put his hand to his ear and tilted his head in a inaudible position. This is even more of a naked provocation by Mourinho - pretending to be deaf and dumb?!

"See what's going on on the sidelines?" The commentator's voice sounded even more excited and high-pitched than when Drogba scored just now, "Mourinho and Toney. Dawn! Something seems to have happened between these two people...... Let's see the replay...... Pretty! Tony. Donn turns and volleys to give Forest the lead! But soon Mourinho returned the favor with a curling shot! 1:1, the two sides are temporarily tied! It's really a game from the field to the sidelines! ”

Just when the managers of both sides were about to steal the limelight from the goal-scoring players, the fourth official finally stepped forward and intervened between the two swords-rattling managers, sternly warning them: "Please be aware of who you are, gentlemen! You are the manager of the team and you have to set the right example for the players on the pitch! ”

'Of course, I'm showing my players how to get the ball in the opposition's door. Don crooked his lips and shrugged, nonchalant.

"Tony. Mr. Donne......"

'Yes, I'm also telling my players how to equalise effectively. As you can see, I did lead by example. Mr. Fourth Officer. Mourinho didn't show any weakness, staring at Don in response.

"Jose. Mr. Mourinho! Encountering such two managers with the most famous surnames in the league, the fourth official suddenly felt a headache, and he had to use a killer strategy, "I warn you again!" It's the game, you're the manager, be careful about what you say and do! I want you to be restrained and calm, otherwise I'll have to ask the referee to bring you both to the stands! He pointed to the crowded red stands.

The threat worked, and both men were honest—at least ostensibly honest—and they spread their hands, signaling that they weren't going to dwell on it any longer.

"Very well, I hope you cooperate with my work. Now, please return to your places. ”

Don glanced at Mourinho and turned and walked back. Jose Mourinho turned around at the same time as him and walked back with open arms to continue celebrating Drogba's goal with the dugout and the bench. In the fight with Don again, he was not at a disadvantage, his team equalized on the field, and he was in a good mood and even wanted to deliberately show his excitement in front of his opponent and deliberately anger Donn.

As soon as Don walked back to the dugout, his face darkened, even darker than the sky that was drizzling.

"Damn! Bastard! I knew it...... I knew something was going to happen! Pressed by Chelsea for 25 minutes, we couldn't do anything about it! ”

'Tony, counting stoppage time, there are about six minutes left before the end of the first half. Chris Rac reported the time.

"Hmm...... Remind the players to play at the same pace and not let the goal be conceded. "Don is in a chair, he handed over such things to the assistant coach, and now he is in a bad mood, I am afraid that it will affect the players." We...... I'll make adjustments at halftime......"

※※※ Everyone else was drawn to the confrontation between the two managers that took place on the sidelines. Wood was still sitting on the wet floor, watching the Chelseamen cheering and celebrating.

In the clash with Drogba, he was defeated. That feeling...... It's as if my heart is suddenly empty. The team's efforts were in vain because of his own failures, and he didn't show anything on the surface, but he didn't feel good on the inside. He felt that he had not completed his task and that he must have disappointed his mother, who was watching the game at home.

At this time, a man came up and held out his hand, which was a hand with the captain's armband.

"Get up, the game isn't over yet."

Instead of taking Albertini's hand, Wood chose to stand up on his own.

"George, frustration and distraction, wait until you actually lose the game. Now let's move on. Albertini patted George. Wood's broad, strong shoulders walked with him to the center circle.

Wood didn't say anything, but he nodded.

(To be continued)