Not long after the second half, Chelsea equalized the score with Lampard's free kick. It seemed that the game finally got into the regular and entered the rhythm of Chelsea. However, this game was destined to be a test for Chelsea's ups and downs, just like Buddha's Nirvana, this game was a disaster for the Blues.

Looking at Qin Tian and Lampard holding hands to pay tribute to the Chelsea players in the stands, Di Matteo on the sidelines smiled and applauded them, "Yes, that's it. Playing football according to your own habits is the Lampard and Qin Tian I want to see." As for when Lampard started playing embroidery work, Di Matteo knew better than anyone else. After the training every day, there was one of the players who dragged Qin Tian to train a free kick together.

1:1, the score returned to the same starting line, and the Chelsea fans were excited, singing, laughing, cheering, and keeping...

But Chelsea's bad luck did not end. First, Cech was accidentally injured in the 70th minute of the game. At that time, Everton's players quickly launched an attack from the left. Cahill, who performed well in this game, once again won the game against Ivanovic.

Unlike the last match, Cahill quickly cut inside after passing the ball without passing the ball. When Chelsea's defensive player in the penalty area was transferred, Cahill then passed the ball, making a straight pass, and stuffed the ball between Cech and Everton striker Ruo.

For such a ball, for professional players, there is no room for thinking or hesitation when fighting hard. Cech and Ruo rushed up at the same time, one of the two saved head-on and the other was a gliding shovel shot, and the two inevitably collided together.

Fortunately, if he still stopped his feet and did not kick it so straight at the last moment, otherwise Cech... However, such a head-on collision inevitably caused Cech's injury, even though the ball did not go in. If he received a yellow card, the referee's handling was still fair, after all, he did not intentionally.

There was no way, Dimateo had to replace Cech with Turnbull. Turnbull, who had no warm-up or mental preparation at all, got on the court.

Three minutes later, Chelsea suffered another blow. The opponent's midfielder Pinal shot. Turnbull, who was not prepared enough, looked a little stiff and had insufficient explosive power when snatching the ball. The ball slipped into the goal from Turnbull's fingers, which was very similar to Lampard's goal.

1:2, Everton surpassed the score on the ground, which made the atmosphere at Stamford Bridge Stadium heavy suddenly, and God seemed to think that such a blow was not enough.

In the 78th minute, Lampard got the ball in the midfield and faced Phil Neville who was defending him, and passed the ball out. After all, breaking through is exhausting physical strength, and it is not Lampard's strength. After Maluda got the ball, he broke forward along the sideline. Hibert, who was defending him, was quite struggling. He was stopped by Maluda in a change of direction and fell on the lawn. Then Maluda made a cross.

The ball was very threatening, fast and tied. As long as someone touched it a little low in the middle, it would change the direction of the ball and fly into the goal. Therefore, Everton's players struggled to get the Chelsea players in the penalty area and prevented them from snatching the ball comfortably. As a result, goalkeeper Howard took the lead and hit the ball out with both fists. Obviously, Howard was not stupid enough to think he could hold the ball so fast.

After Phil Neville grabbed the ball hit by Howard, he did not stop and directly drove a big foot forward, as if there was no purpose. The ball finally began to fall after crossing the center line. At a position of about 45 degrees to the goal in the penalty area, Everton's forward would have been waiting here long ago.

Behind him was Chelsea defender Terry. Just now Neville saw his forward wandering around the opponent's half, so he wanted to pass it over and make a counterattack. Unexpectedly, his strength was too great and he directly sent the ball to the opponent's penalty area.

However, if the mouse did not give up, his excellent running ability and desire to score goals made him run towards the landing point of the ball. On the other side, Cahill also started running, which attracted the attention of Chelsea's right and Pepe.

The ball had fallen. While Ruo was entangled with Terry, he glanced at the position of goalkeeper Turnbull. The opponent had rushed over and wanted to cooperate with Terry and stop him. At this time, if he still wanted to stop the ball and then shoot, the daylily would probably be cold.

So, Ruo stretched out his foot and placed his left foot under the ball. After being affected by external force, the ball flew high again. After passing Turnbull who rushed up, he slowly slid in the air for a distance and flew into the goal.

"Oh, my god, the ball has been scored again, the Evertons are simply crazy. If you score an incredible goal, it will be the best in this round of Premier League." Abby sighed repeatedly.

"Damn it, I thought Chelsea would stage their miracle journey again. Now it seems that the miracle is coming to an end. Abby, have you ever thought that Chelsea will fall behind two goals in this game?"

"Are you an idiot? I just wanted to lead Chelsea two goals," Abby glared at Larence in anger.

"Okay..." Knowing that Abby is now a Blues fan, to be precise, Qin Tian's fan, Larence muttered a few times and stopped talking.

At this moment, Everton fans celebrated frantically after hearing the referee's effective whistle blew the goal. It was like a festival, and applause and cheers directly overwhelmed the Blues fans at home, jumping and jumping, just like they were holding the league championship trophy at this moment.

Everton's players were also surprised and happy. Even Ruo, who scored the goal, looked in disbelief. He looked at Turnbull in front of him and Terry beside him, looking like he was a ghost. "Haha, I want..." Before Jue wanted to celebrate, his teammates' reaction was much faster. They rushed up one after another and celebrated directly in Chelsea's penalty area.

"Beautiful job, haha, that's it, that's it. I'm treating me to dinner at the end of the game. My assist." Phil Neville really dared to brag. His original mistake turned into an assist, and he couldn't even laugh at him.

"Damn, how did you kick in? I thought I saw Piero." Arteta in the midfield looked jealous and rubbed his hands on Ruo's head.

"I originally wanted to give the ball to Cahill, but I didn't expect it to be a shot. I..." I finally came to my senses.

"What, ah...my goal, this is my goal, how dare you score..." Cahill was excited when he heard this, his eyes were full of murderous aura, and he also joined the army rubbing his hair.

When the referee came to urge the celebration for too long, poor Ruo's originally handsome hair turned into a mess. Chelsea players watched these villain-willed guys celebrate unbridledly in their penalty area, and the expressions on their faces were indescribable, but no one came forward to interfere with the other party's celebration. It seemed that everyone wanted to remember this moment firmly in their hearts.

The score became 1:3, goalkeeper Cech was injured and Chelsea seemed to be shrouded in a spell. It seemed that even God was unwilling to let them win in this game.

The effect of Everton's wonderful goal cannot be dissipated in a short while. The fans were still immersed in the goal just now. Chelsea fans were a little relieved and didn't even notice when they re-activated. Fortunately, there was no wonderful performance between the two sides for a short while. After the opponent scored, Dimateo finally started to make an active adjustment. Bruma replaced Ivanovic, who performed poorly in this game, strengthened the defense on the lower right, and Anelka replaced Drogba. During the break, Drogba felt that his calf was a little unable to exert force today.

Unconsciously, the game entered the last 10 minutes of regular time. In the 82nd minute, a scene that Chelsea fans didn't want to see happened again.

After Essin intercepted the ball in the backcourt and made a brief cooperation with Lampard beside him, the ball was led forward by Essin. After crossing the center line, Essin directly made a strong pass. The ball passed by two Everton defensive players and rolled towards Anelka.

Anelka suddenly exerted force and accelerated to chase the ball. Just as he was about to catch up with the ball, an accident happened again. For some reason, Anelka suddenly fell to the ground in pain, with his expression looking very heartbreaking, but it is certain that he was injured without defense.

Through the slow-motion replay on the scene, everyone finally realized that when he accelerated and ran forward, he obviously saw that his ankle seemed to twist, but Anelko didn't care. He fell on the lawn when his whole body was applied to the foot.

"Oh my God, what's wrong with Chelsea today? It's like a script, but it's not a comedy, but a tragedy." Larence looked disbelief.

"Yes, the bad thing is that all the substitutions Dimateo has been used up. Damn it, if I knew that such a thing happened, I believe Dimateo would at least change Drogba later," Abby frowned.

The Chelsea team doctors on the court were already checking Anelka's injury. Not long after, the team doctor smiled bitterly at Dimateo on the sidelines and shook his head. As expected, Anelka can't continue the game. Chelsea was forced to fight with 10 people, and there was no forward.

To make matters worse, Dimateo has never had such a headache. His brows were frowning tightly, and his hands were wrapped around his chest. I don’t know what he was thinking. It was behind in the score and the numbers were behind. It was too bad. This situation was really bad. Of course, it was not that Dimateo couldn’t accept it, but that this way of reducing staff was really frustrating.

Stamford Bridge Stadium was silent at this moment, and all the Blues fans had only one expression on their faces: heartbreaking!

(If you like the novel midfield magic tower, please pay attention to the text. Chapter 48: The bad luck is plagued by book3737588)
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