Anelka came up and punched Bale in the chest, but instead of blaming him for not passing, he said, "Good job." Then he turned and ran back into the box.

Ribery also ran over and patted Bell on the ground: "Very powerful, little monkey!" You made me think I was the one who dribbled the ball just now! ”

"Don't listen to the French." Arteta came up and pulled Ribery away, "Thank you for bringing the ball to the ground and giving us the opportunity to attack. ”

Faced with these praises, expressed in different ways, Bell could only respond with laughter. He really didn't know what he should say.

He suddenly caught a glimpse of George Wood looking to himself.

When he was on the youth team, Done once asked Wood to take care of Bell, and Bell also worshipped Wood as his big brother idol, and apart from Donn, he now wants to get praise from Wood the most.

But Wood looked away again after him.

Disappointed, Bale turned and walked to the touchline with his head down, ready for the throw-in.

Just then, Wood ran over again and picked up the soccer ball in front of Bale.

Bell was surprised.

"You're here to catch the ball." Wood pointed ahead, "Then ** go and pass the ball." ”

The little monkey laughed, especially happy.

In the stands, a short and fat middle-aged man was pulling the people next to him and shouting excitedly: "Hey! Did you see that? Did you see the breakthrough just now? Three people in a row! That's my son! My son is a genius! I'm telling you, the idiots in Southampton didn't believe what I said, and now they must regret it! Ha ha! My son is a genius! Truly a genius! Regardless of whether the people on the side were happy or not, he gushed endlessly, and at the end he shouted at the court: "Well done - son!" Let them see how good you are! ”

Although the beautiful dribble was ruined in the end, Gareth Bale's run with the ball gave the Forest players a lot of confidence. A 16-year-old kid can come up and disturb Chelsea, so why can't we?

I was pressed and beaten by the away team, I couldn't lift my head, I couldn't drive out with my big feet, and I injured a teammate, and I was equalized by the opponent... Damn, we've had enough!

If I don't give you a little color to see, do you really think that we Nottingham Forest are easy to bully?!

The form of the field is gradually reversed. It went from Chelsea's absolute dominance to a balance of power, with even the Forest occasionally holding Chelsea for a dozen.

Although this was a forced substitution. But it had an unexpected effect.

Chris Lak said to Donn in front of the dugout: "You know what I thought about just now when I watched that kid from Bale break through on the wing? ”

"What?" Don looked at the court and asked rhetorically without looking back.

"I'm thinking about where you brought him to the youth team to sign for the team."

Donn looked back at Chris Lack.

"I think it's wonderful, not because of the breakthrough just now, but because you told Bale at Wilford to be confident and to smile. That thing impressed me. Going back to the breakthrough just now, looking at the way he ran with the ball, I thought - this kid is so confident! He's facing Chelsea. It's Paolo Ferreira, it's Dameen Duff, it's Diego, it's Carvalho...... But he didn't back down, just ......" Chrislak gestured forward. "All the way forward!"

"That's when you were in the youth team, David. Actually, I didn't do anything, and it was easy for me to say a few words of praise......"

"But the kids will take that as the highest reward and as motivation to keep trying."

Don laughed.

"I think it's fair to say ...... A draw is a reasonable outcome for both sides. But ......"

'But neither manager will be reasonable or fair for a draw.' Lineker picked up Mortenson's conversation.

"You're right, Gary. This game still has to be seen! Mortenson said excitedly, "I don't want a draw to end in such a wonderful game, it would be too dull!" ”

The game entered the last ten minutes, the score of the two sides was still 2:2, and the situation on the field, everyone had a chance, but they didn't take it.

Jose Mourinho stood on the sidelines with Donne. Staring at the court with a serious face. He didn't dare to underestimate that sixteen-year-old boy now. Divile was very active after coming on and although he struggled defensively, he had the support of other Forest players and Wood was also interested

Leaning down the wing, he kept an eye on Frank Lampard's movements while also juggling a wide defence.

Attackingly, Bale could be a very useful addition to Ribery, adding a lot of pressure to Chelsea's defensive side on this side compared to right wing-back Zim Bonda. Gareth Bale is better at assisting. His cross from the left was more accurate than Ribery's, and the arc, the degree and the height were all excellent.

I look at Bell actively. Jose Mourinho suddenly became envious of Forest's youth level. After he took over as Chelsea head coach, Roman Abramovich spent a lot of money on building the youth team, the best training facilities, the most modern training base, the best youth coaches, and a lot of money and energy to buy young and promising players from all over the world...... But what? None of Chelsea's youth players shined as brightly as Forest's youngsters in the game.

Damn it!

Donn looked down at his watch, five minutes before the game went into injury time, he had just replaced Viduka with Bendtner and was looking to further intensify his attack, and now had one last substitution on hand. He was hesitant to continue adjusting.

Mikel Arteta dribbled the ball towards Chelsea's penalty area, only to be brought down by Claude Makelele seven or eight metres from the box. The referee awarded a direct free-kick.

As is customary, Arteta is holding the ball on top of it and he is going to take the penalty himself.

Off the field, Done's eyes suddenly lit up. Arteta is Forest's main set-piece penalty taker, Mourinho can't afford not to study, and Cech can't know how Arteta will play. Why don't I change it temporarily? Hit him off guard!

He folded his hands around his mouth to form a trumpet and shouted to the audience: "Mikel! Substitutions to kick! ”

Arteta looked back at Donn with some strange looks, substitution? For whom?

"Let Bell come! Let him kick the ball! ”

Bale was also surprised to hear Donne's words, he didn't expect the manager to name him to play the ball.

Arteta did not disagree or complain about this, but Bale was with him on set-pieces in training and he knew what he was capable of. So he beckoned Bell, who was defending in the back, to come up, then stuffed the football to him and patted him on the shoulder: "Come on!" ”

Seeing Bell coming up, Wood ran back and stood where Bell had just stood and took his place in the defense.

It was a rare set-piece opportunity for Forest in the closing stages of the game, and almost everyone rushed to the plate.

Twenty-six metres from goal, slightly to the right, Forest were awarded a direct free-kick.

Bale takes the penalty.

Humpty Dumpty, who had been cluttering in the stands that his son was a genius, stopped screaming, but nervously looked at his son who was leaning over to place the football.

Mourinho on the sidelines lowered his head and flipped through the notebook in his hand, about Bale's ability, and finally there was a sentence ps: very good at free kicks.

He furrowed his brow.

Very good, very good at what step?

Chelsea fielded five men to the frontal wall, while Forest's Mikel Arteta didn't stand in front of the ball and squeezed into the Chelsea wall.

With the ball set, Bale took a step back and stood still. He's a lot closer to running than Arteta. Petr Cech was a stranger to the opponent in front of him, he didn't have any information about Gareth Bale's free-kicks, how he got entangled, which corner he liked to play, how fast he was and how powerful he was...... He had to rely on experience to save the ball.

The referee saw that Chelsea's wall was not far enough away, and he stepped forward to ask the wall to retreat, and the Chelsea players staggered backwards.

None of this disturbed Bale, who had put the ball away and kept his eyes on the Earth Gate in front of him.

The referee waited for the Chelsea wall to retreat beyond the allotted distance before running away satisfied, then blew the whistle to signal that the Forest players were ready to take the official.

Hearing the whistle, Bell touched the tip of his left foot and took a run. One step, two steps, shoot!

Just like he did in youth team, and like he faced a movable wall in training, Bale felt in good shape when he stepped out.

Makelele jumped, but the ball flew over his bare head, and the spinning ball made a wonderful arc like an arrow through the ten fingers of Czech footballer Peter Cechdi!