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Chapter 10: The Battle of Life and Death (3)

The temperature in the British Isles has always been very low during the autumn and winter seasons, especially in the southwest, where it is even cold and bleak.

But at this moment, Ouyang Ao was hot all over, and some sweat even faintly oozing from his forehead. He took dozens of minutes of uneasy steps back and forth on the sidelines, which made his body's functions in a state of movement. Coupled with the restlessness brought by his inner anxiety, he felt extremely hot.

Taking off his coat, Ouyang Ao looked up at the huge clock above the Holme Park Stadium. There were less than ten minutes left before the end of the game. Ten minutes, the last ten minutes will determine Ouyang Ao's fate on Xie Zhou Wednesday.

In the second half, Xie Zhousan team completely put their opponents in the half and attacked fiercely. The high morale made Xie Zhousan team members feel like they had Viagra the whole team, and they all tried their best. However, the lucky goddess seemed to have prejudice against Xie Zhousan. The overwhelming situation did not allow Xie Zhousan team to score. Instead, with the help of the goal post, Plymouth avoided the situation where the city gate was pierced again and again.

This made Ouyang Ao irritable, but he knew that as the head coach at this critical moment, he could not show even a trace of irritability, because he knew that emotions could be contagious. If even he, the head coach, could not calm down, then the players on the court who attacked for nearly ninety minutes but did not gain anything will become even more impatient. Once the team is impatient, it will be a terrible thing. There is no need to play for the remaining ten minutes of this game.

Alex and all the players on the bench looked serious. Everyone saw Xie Zhou's vigorous desire to win and beautiful attack scenes in this game, but no one hoped that this was a game that only blossomed but did not bear fruit.

"There is not much time left. The two teams played very well today, and they also played their own characteristics. Especially Xie Zhousan, they had no less than five chances to change the score. Unfortunately, their luck today was really bad. Unfortunately, if the two teams tied, it would be a perfect game, but the ending would be a dull game..." Eric in the commentary room also said regretfully.

"Press up!!! The whole team pressed up!! Let's go attack!!!" When the last five minutes of the game were left, Ouyang Ao gave the last instructions he could give.

A large-scale pressure means weakening of defense, but at this moment Ouyang Ao can no longer control so much. Losing is the get out of class that is dismissed, and the draw is also dismissed. With the few remaining time, all he can do is let go.

However, Ouyang Ao forgot that there is an old saying in China - there is no way out!

His letting go finally achieved results in the last two minutes of stoppage time!

Xie's overall situation pressure on Wednesday also gave Plymouth an opportunity. At the signal of coach Paul Sturok, Plymouth also began to counterattack while stabilizing the defense. Ouyang Ao did not want to get a draw, and Paul was the same. After all, this is Plymouth's home court. With the premise of having a home advantage and the team's overall strength is slightly better than the opponent, I believe no coach does not want to win, even if there is not much time left.

In the last two minutes of stoppage time, Plymouth, who had the opportunity to counterattack, failed to make an attack. Xie Wednesday's defender Liela kicked out, and Krigre beat Plymouth's midfielder to the first point. After receiving the pass, young player Richard used his skills to break through to Brian, who was defending him, and then cut into Plymouth's penalty area as always according to Ouyang Ao's instructions!

"Defend him!!!Defend him!!!Don't let him shoot!!!" Plymouth's defensive core Stewart shouted. Walton did not dare to be careless about Richard's breakthrough ability, and he pressed over nervously.

No one dared to relax in the final stage of the game, and Richard's breakthrough ability has long been seen by his opponents, so he doesn't have much room to shoot after cutting in this time.

Facing Walton's defense, Richard still wanted to break through with his skills, but Walton, who has a strong strength of more than 65, isn't it as easy to be passed by like Brian? He squatted down, maintaining a defensive posture, but not making a rash move.

After several directional changes, Richard was a little anxious when he saw Walton unmoved. The Welsh young player was only 20 years old this year. As the game was about to end, he hurriedly chose to shoot. Although the angle of the shooting had long been blocked by Walton, Richard still kicked his feet...

The success rate of the goal is too slim when you choose to shoot without facing the goal and the shooting angle is blocked. However, the football is round, and the famous saying that everything is possible on the football field has been verified again, which has unexpectedly happened to tens of thousands of spectators at the Hom Park Stadium.

The moment Richard raised his leg and shot, a thick leg swept from behind him, and he kicked Richard to the ground with one kick!!

Richard's good at dribbling the ball destined him to quickly frequencies. The guy who tackled Richard obviously wanted to break the ball under Richard's feet, but Richard was one step faster and moved his support foot slightly to the right as soon as he raised his foot. This move made him desperately hit the flying shovel behind him...

"Ah!!!!" A shrill shout broke through the quiet and tense atmosphere of the Holme Park Stadium, followed by a crisp whistle.

"What?? Penalty??? Oh!! That's right!! This is a penalty!!! The referee gave a yellow card to Brian who was shoveling the man behind him!! There is no doubt that this is a penalty!!!" When Eric jumped up from the chair in the commentary room when he saw the referee pointing at Brian with an innocent face and took out a yellow card from his pocket and shouted loudly.

"Oh my God!! Brian is so stupid. Richard has no shooting angle at all. In this case, he shouldn't have made such a stupid flying tackle. God testified that his irrational action will directly ruin the point that Plymouth is about to get. I have to say that Xie Wednesday is so lucky. Although they missed a lot of opportunities in the game, the lucky goddess did not abandon them at the last moment. Let's see, let's see if John's team can seize the final scoring opportunity!!!"

Eric in the commentary room shouted with saliva, while Ouyang Ao on the side of the court and Xie Zhousan on the bench jumped up in excitement.

Ouyang Ao waved his fists and suppressed his excitement. At the moment the referee took out the yellow card, he even had the urge to rush into the court to kiss the referee.

"Oh! No, no, no...I didn't tackle him, I just... just touched his foot gently!" Brian inserted his fingers into the hair root, and followed the referee to seek justice with annoyed look on his face. The Plymouth players also surrounded him and were awarded a penalty at this time, which undoubtedly sentenced Plymouth to death.

Alkinson, who served as the referee of this game, shook his head and reached out to signal the Plymouth players to shut up and insisted on the original judgment.

At that time, Alkinson was only about ten meters away from Richard's shovel. He clearly saw Brian kicking Richard's support leg. There was no doubt that this was an uncontroversial penalty!

"Silly donkey!!! You stupid guy!! Damn it, there is no need to tackle! You idiot!" Plymouth coach Paul changed his previous elegant and calm image and cursed at Brian angrily.

Brian's face turned into a bitter gourd. The coach's angry scolding and the impact on the battle made him deeply regret his recklessness. In this game, the right he guarded almost became Richard's backyard corridor. Brian, who was continuously broken through by Richard, lost his mind at the last moment. The anger he was teased at made him do what he shouldn't have done, but now it's too late to regret, and he can only place his hope of redemption on goalkeeper Roman...

This crucial penalty kick was like a life-saving straw for Ouyang Ao. He frowned, thought for a while, decided to hand over the opportunity to take the penalty kick to the captain Krieg on the field.

"This is an opportunity to prove that you are qualified for the captain position. At this time, the team needs someone to stand up. Krieg, relax. It's no big deal. Just treat it as the shooting training in the past. Man, you hit every shot in the penalty training. I believe this time is no exception." Ouyang Ao called Krieg to the sidelines and smiled relaxedly.

Twelve yards seem easy and simple, but in fact, the psychological test for the players is very huge, especially in key games. The more critical the game, the greater the psychological pressure of the players. The self-adjustment of the players' psychological and the success rate of the penalty kick has a great impact. Therefore, although Ouyang Ao was so nervous that he was thumping around, he still deliberately pretended to be relaxed. At this critical moment that determines life and death, he did not want to increase Krieg's psychological pressure because of himself.

Ouyang Ao's encouragement seemed to have played a role in Krieg. The newly promoted captain returned the coach's trust with a relaxed smile: "Boss, don't worry, this is just an ordinary league game, I won't put pressure on myself because of it. You know, I have a career for more than ten years, and a penalty kick is nothing to me. I have to thank you for giving me this opportunity. You know, because of the armband, Daly and us..."

Speaking of Daly, Krieger was a little reluctant to stop, and his originally relaxed face also showed a hint of sorrow. It can be seen that Krieger did not want to turn against Daly.

But this is not the time to discuss the cancer of the locker room. Ouyang Ao patted Krieg, who was a few years older than him, and smiled and said, "Save these questions for you in the future. Your first task is to send the ball to the net from 12 yards. Man, don't let me down!"

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