Chapter 477： we are the champion!

Chapter 477 We are the champions!

In a house in Manchester, Ferguson was sitting on the sofa, looking at the Champions League final with a nostalgic look in his eyes.

Although he has been away from football for two years, he still pays attention to the game all the time.

Arsenal's rise is inevitable.

Even Wenger needs to admit that they are made up of a very good group of players.

But most importantly, this Arsenal team has the spirit of winning.

This spirit can exist in any form.

The Manchester United team led by Ferguson was brave!

And this Arsenal is tough!

A kind of mental tenacity stronger than steel and the spirit of wanting to win.

This spirit and ambition formed this team, and after being polished by Wenger, a team of champions was born.

Ferguson admired Wenger.

Despite their different philosophies, both are very good coaches.

In the past years, there was a lot of friction between Ferguson and Wenger, but it was all because of their position. If you leave the club aside, they may not! Still can't be friends.

It is estimated that we have to quarrel after two sentences!

but.

"Hey! Promise me, only half-time!"

A white-haired grandmother came out. He was Ferguson's wife, Kathy.

Ferguson looked at Casey with a trace of innocence and said, "I'm fascinated, let me watch this game."

"Really!" Casey shook her head helplessly, she was worried about Ferguson's body.

Casey sat next to Ferguson, also watching TV.

At this time, the camera came to Wenger.

Wenger couldn't sit still anymore. He came to the sidelines, folded his arms and frowned.

Casey couldn't help but said; "Arsena looks very indifferent."

Hearing this, Ferguson laughed heartily and said, "He's very nervous!"

"Where did you see it." Casey wondered.

Ferguson pointed to the TV, Wenger's fingers said; "Look, his fingers are tapping his arms down and down, this is his nervous expression, he likes to hug his arms, not because he thinks this position is cool or comfortable. He's just trying to hide his nervousness."

"Whenever he's nervous, his fingers tap his arms uncontrollably. The more nervous he is, the faster he taps."

Kathy suddenly realized, "Like you chewing gum?"

"Almost." Ferguson nodded.

"This time, Arsena is expected to win the Champions League." Casey laughed.

Ferguson turned his head and said; "Do you want him to win the Champions League?"

"Of course!" Casey said; "He's an excellent head coach, and a gentleman and charismatic."

Ferguson immediately curled his lips and said, "You haven't seen him swearing."

After a pause, Ferguson smiled; "However, he is indeed worthy of the Champions League."

The two looked at Wenger on the TV again.

At this time, Wenger tapped his arm rapidly with his fingers, and the frequency was getting faster and faster.

Ferguson couldn't help laughing; "What did I say?"

In the arena, Wenger did not stop tapping his arms with his fingers, and at the same time, his toes kept tapping the ground.

He was already nervous to a certain extent.

The other coaches and substitute players have all stood up.

Arsenal fans in the stands have also stood up.

Their eyes traveled back and forth across the court and the timer.

Three minutes of injury time.

But why is the **** three minutes so long.

It's only been a minute.

Almost every two seconds, they looked at the timer and cursed inwardly.

The game on the field Juventus' offense became more intense.

Even goalkeeper Buffon ran out and got involved in the attack.

This moment is undoubtedly a moment of desperate struggle.

If Juventus can't score, they'll just lose their chances.

At this time, Pirlo suddenly lobbed the ball towards the penalty area.

This lob just fell between Koscielny and Morata. Due to Koscielny's mistake, he couldn't judge the place.

Morata naturally would not pass up this opportunity.

Flick the ball towards the ball.

At this moment, all the Arsenal people held their breath nervously and trembled inwardly.

The ball flies towards the goal.

A pair of fists suddenly appeared and pushed the ball out.

The ball goes out of the big penalty area line.

Pirlo got the ball and immediately looked up.

At this moment, everyone knew that Pirlo was going to take a long shot.

But just when Pirlo wanted to kick up his feet, a figure came out from the side.

Even people dribble the ball and shovel directly!

Pirlo fell to the ground with a whimper, and he landed heavily on Lucky.

Lucky himself snorted.

Foul! ! ! ! ! —

Juventus fans yelled.

The referee also showed Lekai a yellow card and judged it as a set kick by Juventus.

Pirlo didn't want to waste time, he got up reluctantly.

Prepare for a set kick.

And Lucky immediately ran back to act as a human wall.

And Juventus, including goalkeeper Buffon, almost everyone rushed forward, ready to fight for the top.

At this moment, the Arsenal players were extremely nervous.

Pirlo has already scored a free kick and they are afraid that this guy will score another.

Arsenal goalkeeper Navas is also extremely nervous.

He constantly adjusted the position of the human wall, licked his lower lip nervously, and clapped his hands:

"bring it on!"

Pirlo took a decisive approach to the free throw.

is still a fallen leaf ball.

also flew towards Lucky.

again?

This time, Lucky has experience.

He slightly stretched his neck and rubbed the ball with his scalp.

The ball was rubbed and the rotation changed.

This also caused the ball, which should have fallen, to fly straight to the crossbar.

Ding bounced into the big penalty area.

Arsenal's penalty area is messed up.

Almost everyone was fighting for the ball inside.

is a mess.

Morata touched the ball, adjusted and wanted to shoot, but the ball was hooked by Lucky.

Lekai wanted to make a clearance, but Pereira suddenly poked the ball.

The ball drilled through the crowd and appeared at the feet of Wilshere at the outer end of the penalty area.

At this time, Wilshere was also a little confused. While he was still watching the penalty area nervously, the ball suddenly came to his feet.

Everyone turned their heads almost simultaneously.

The eyes of the Arsenal players were red.

The Juventus player's eyes were gloomy, as if he was about to tear himself apart.

Suddenly, Lucky shouted; "Jack! Run! Empty door!!—"

Wilshere's body was shocked, he immediately turned around with the ball, and lowered his head and started to charge forward.

Buffon immediately roared: "Return to defense!!"

"Stop him!"

Most of the Juventus players who are still physically fit advanced to catch up with Wilshere.

Wilshere dribbled and charged in front.

The Juventus players at the back are also in hot pursuit.

The two sides staged a speed battle on the green field.

Wilshere's speed was very fast, but he was a little discouraged when he reached the middle circle area, and he couldn't run.

And the Juventus players are throwing off their arms and constantly shortening the distance.

At this moment, Wilshere raised his head slightly, his eyes looking straight at the other party's empty door.

is about 40 meters away.

This game, his last shot.

Wilshere made a slight adjustment, turned the whole person slightly sideways, and 'shot' the ball out of the front of his foot in a passing manner.

At this time, Bonucci also caught up with Wilshere and shoveled the latter to the ground.

But it's all over.

All eyes are on the ball in the sky.

Buffon is still chasing.

The ball lands near the penalty spot in the penalty area and bounces like a goal.

At this time, Buffon also stepped into the big penalty area.

quickly swung his hands, quickened his pace, and finally threw his entire body out.

In the air, Buffon stretched his hands straight.

He wanted to hook the ball out.

His fingertips touched the ball and he flicked it hard.

The ball slid and failed to hook out.

Buffon's face suddenly turned pale, he was in mid-air, watching the ball fall into the goal.

At this moment, the 37-year-old Buffon will once again miss the Champions League.

boom!

Buffon landed, his fall hurt a lot, but it was far less than the pain in his heart.

leave! ball! !

Arsenal scored again to extend the score to 3:1.

Hopeless!

Arsenal at the last moment. Lore!

Wilshere was lying on the ground, he watched the ball fly into the goal, and his tense body slowly relaxed.

He rolled over and looked up at the sky.

His hands stretched out to the sky, as if they could touch the sky.

A smile appeared on the corner of Wilshere's mouth, and the laughter became louder and louder, and the tears couldn't hold back any longer.

"We are ~~~~~~~"

Wilshere roared violently: "Champion!!!!!!!—"

Three shifts are here!

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