Chapter 126: Volume 2: The Skies of Nottingham, The Sturdy Millwall (Part 2)
Walker also stood up in protest. Just when they were all dissatisfied with the referee's penalty, Millwall on the field launched a quick attack.
Wise passes the ball to Cahill ahead. Then Tang En saw Cahill dribbling the ball in a straight line along the side, past Gareth Williams. After entering the forest team's 30-meter zone, he made a feint and suddenly cut in in disguise!
This tricked John Thompson, the right back of the Forest team who came up to defend him. Next, he dribbled the ball horizontally, and Eugen Pope came up to press. He supported the German teenager with his hands and continued to dribble towards the middle.
At this time, Millwall's strikers were penetrating into the penalty area diagonally, pulling the Forest team's defense...
When he saw this scene, the scene he saw at the World Cup in 2006 suddenly appeared in Tang En's mind... Tim Cahill, who was also wearing the No. 4 jersey, was at the top of the penalty area with almost no run-up kicker...
"Don't let him shoot! Foul! Fuck it..." Tang En roared. But his voice was immediately drowned out by loud cheers.
No. 4 Cahill suddenly kicked and shot while running laterally!
The football slipped through the gap between Michael Dawson and Wes Morgan! Brought a gust of wind, skimmed the turf at low altitude, and rushed into the net before the Forest team goalkeeper Darren Ward's hand rushed!
"GOOOOOOOOOOOAL! Tim Cahill! What a beautiful long-range shot, he beat the entire Forest team's defense alone! A 23-year-old star! Incomparable momentum! Millwall leads at home!"
The Millwall players embraced and celebrated the goal, while Dunn and his assistant Walker were complaining to the fourth official about the foul committed by Muscat just now.
"That's obviously a foul! You don't even brag about back shoveling, so what are you bragging about?! You have to wait for that damn Australian to shovel my player's leg off?" Tang En opened his mouth wide and said to the fourth The officer spat.
Millwall's central defender and vice-captain Kevin Muscat is also considered "notorious" in England, and even has the title of "No. 1 Butcher".
Not long ago, a Charlton player had his leg broken by him. Although he received a retirement compensation of 750,000 pounds, he would never be able to play the ball.
There is a long list of people who fell at the feet of this central defender who is less than 1.8 meters tall: Bellamy, Dugarry, Lazaridis...
Fortunately, Johansen hid at a critical moment, otherwise his name would have been on the list immediately.
When Twain was chattering about the fourth official, Millwall's head coach McCleary also came up to join in the fun, and he said to Twain sarcastically: "Mr. Twain, you'd better find your own problems instead of the referee. Trouble."
Tang En stared at the other party with wide-eyed eyes: "You are a good-looking bastard who is cheap..." He really wanted to throw a punch at that villainous bastard, but unfortunately he would also end up with him if that happened——McCleary Naturally, he was taken directly to the hospital.
The Millwall fans who saw this scene on the sidelines from the stands naturally booed Twain, and the fans who were close to him insulted Tony Twain loudly, their voices were clearly audible.
The fourth official who was sandwiched between the coaches of the two teams had to play 50 rebounds each, and everyone gave a warning: "Be honest, go back, if anyone walks out of your coach's command area again, I will let the referee take the lead." You are punished to the stands! Go back and go back!"
He waved. The head coach of Millwall held his head high, like a winning rooster, and walked back with square steps. As for Twain, still cursing, he walked towards the coach's bench unwillingly. In fact, he knew in his heart that as long as the referee decides that the goal is counted, no matter how much trouble he makes, it is impossible to change the result. This is not the absurd era when the crown prince of a small West Asian country threatened to withdraw from the game in the 1982 World Cup in Spain and asked the referee to change the score.
Still didn't keep it! The situation became more and more unfavorable. With one goal in hand, Millwall could retreat to the half, and then use their brutal defense and home momentum to block Forest's counterattack and keep the score of 1:0 until the end.
This was the scene Tang En least wanted to see.
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When the game resumed, Millwall's performance seemed to confirm what Twain had just thought. They deliberately recovered the line of defense, and then used fierce and brutal defense to prevent the Forest team from counterattacking.
David Johansen was fouled twice by Muscat in fifteen minutes, and when he limped to his feet, the perpetrator received little more than a verbal warning from the referee.
In this way, the players of the Forest team were angered by the defense of Millwall, and this fire was still burning amidst the constant boos, boos, and ridicules of the fans of the home team.
The young and energetic Eugen Pope saw his teammate was repeatedly violated by that Muscat, and determined to find a chance to take revenge on him, and let him know that the Forest team is not easy to mess with!
When Muscat just broke the football with a suspected foul shovel, he rushed up quickly, looking like he was grabbing the ball, but actually put his arm on the opponent's ribs, and then charged, unprepared. The muscat lifted from the ground!
The referee's whistle sounded, and the surrounding Millwall players rushed up, and the Nottingham Forest players also intervened. There were loud boos from the stands.
The scene was chaotic.
"This bastard!" Dunn scolded Pope off the court, "Didn't this happen to be tricked by Millwall? You're too young!"
Under the urgent whistle of the referee and the desperate dissuasion of several sober players on both sides, the fight finally did not start. The referee called Eugene Pope and gave him a yellow card.
As a result, this caused dissatisfaction among the Millwall players-they thought that such an intentional foul should be given a red card. The referee ignored their complaints, called Muscat aside, and gave a few verbal warnings. Muscat thought it was all right, and was still complaining endlessly. Unexpectedly, the referee raised his hand and showed a yellow card in front of his eyes!
The Millwall players rushed around the referee again. The booing in the stands also turned the object into the referee on duty.
Tang En, who was watching this scene from the sidelines, snorted: "You got cheap and acted like a good boy, from the head coach to the players, and then to the fans! You bastard!"
Walker sighed, there was nothing he could do in the face of such a game, everything was against them.
"Des, how long is it until the end of the first half?" Dunn heard Walker sigh, so he asked casually.
"Nine minutes," said Walker, looking at his watch. "Tony, the situation is not too bad... At least Pope was not sent off, and we didn't concede more goals..."
Tang En interrupted him: "You better not say that before the first half is over... Besides, Pope will miss the semi-finals of the League Cup because of this yellow card - if we can make it to In the semi-finals, Gunnarsson is also very dangerous, he also received a yellow card in the previous game."
Hearing what Tang En said, Walker opened his mouth for a long time and didn't know what to say. The situation is worse than he imagined...
"Let the team recover as a whole, don't push up, so as not to be counterattacked by Millwall, the easiest time to lose the ball is before the end of the halftime game." Dunn ordered, and Walker stood up to convey his intention.
Now they can only hope that the score will not change at half-time. 0:1 can still be pulled, but it is very difficult to pull back 0:2 in this case.
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The referee dismissed the Millwall players who surrounded him like flies, and Muscat's yellow card was as irreversible as the score. In fact, they should really be thankful that the referee only draws the card now, otherwise what the central defender did before was enough to get him sent off twice.
The game resumed, and once the Nottingham Forest players had the ball, there would be louder boos than ever in the stands. Millwall fans think that Eugene Pope should be sent off directly, and they even think that the entire Nottingham Forest team should be sent off.
Then this group of fanatical home team fans began to verbally attack the Forest players playing on the pitch, insulting their whole family and all their female relatives. They tried their best to annoy the Forest players. Not only that, they also tried to attack the away stands where the Forest fans were.
The entire Newden Stadium seemed to be the scene of a noisy foul language contest. The swearing and booing only paused when the Millwall players had the ball. As soon as the Forest players touched the ball, the noise would start again. What a well-trained Kanbi Symphony Orchestra.
Tang En didn't take this kind of noise to heart. He had led the team to play so many away games, and this wasn't the first time he had seen such a scene. Although the sound sounded like he was about to have a heart attack, it still couldn't affect his mood anymore.
Suddenly, there was a burst of singing from the stands behind the coach's bench, from far to near, from small to large, becoming more and more clear. Not only Tang En heard it, but even the players on the bench and members of the coaching staff stood up in surprise.
Then the sound spread to the whole stand, and the Millwall fans, their faces flushed with drink, raised their arms and sang excitedly:
"There's a kid named Gavin! He used to love Nottingham Forest! Now he's lying on the ground with his face all trampled to pieces! Smash! Go home! Nottingham bastards, that dead bastard is your role model!! Oooh Ooh! Gavin Gavin! Fuck! Yay! Gavin Gavin! Fuck!"
Tang En's heart tightened suddenly and almost stopped beating.
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