Leo Cook shot a free kick, which he didn't take. The game had just begun, and he had plenty of time to score. Not only him, but the entire Wimbledon team would have a lot of scoring opportunities. How long can an amateur team stand? If there is a handicap, he will definitely place a heavy bet on them and cannot resist for twenty minutes.

Leo Cook, who turned around and ran back, didn't notice at all, and a cheetah had already set his sights on him.

Wimbledon Athletics' offense is not a simple long pass and rush forward directly. Although they want to play a defensive counterattack, long pass and rush are not a counterattack. Defensive counterattack is the most efficient, while long pass and rush are honestly the most inefficient... It's a bit like a big fortune. If you encounter luck, you can threaten the opponent's goal. If you are not lucky, you may not even be able to catch the ball... Defensive counterattack pays attention to efficiency, but the basis of efficiency is ball control.

Therefore, Eames requires that the team players must not blindly raise high balls in this game. On the one hand, the opponent's header is not weak, and on the other hand, frequent raise high balls is a manifestation of actively handing over the ball.

You still have to control the football under your feet.

Goalkeeper Andy Bale did not directly kick the ball into the frontcourt with a big kick, but passed it to central defender Sim Johnston Sidwell after seeing Johnston get the ball, he ran back to receive it. Johnston passed the ball to him again. When he received the ball, Chu Zhongtian also retreated to receive it. Just as he retreated, he glanced out of the corner of his eyes and saw that Leo Cook followed.

Want to steal and fight back on the spot?

A thought flashed through Chu Zhongtian's mind.

The opponent seemed to be a midfielder with good defense. Chu Zhongtian thought of this and did not confront Rio Cook head-on, but passed it back after receiving the ball. Then he moved sideways himself, throwing Rio Cook away to prepare for the second time to catch the ball.

This time, he looked behind him before receiving the ball and found that Leo Cook did not follow. Sidwell passed the ball, and he stopped and turned around and handed it to Andy Sullivan on the wing.

Wimbledon's offense moved forward, and Leo Cook stopped entangling with Chu Zhongtian near the center circle, and he ran to the backcourt.

Chu Zhongtian thought about it and followed. Before this game, Eames had handed over all the defensive tasks in front of the defense line to Sidwell. For Chu Zhongtian, there was only one task - the captain Rio Cook who was staring at the opponent's death.

Eames did not say "Follow him to the ends of the world", but Chu Zhongtian himself understood that if he could press against Leo Cook in the frontcourt, he might be able to cut the ball off the spot. Wouldn't it be better to directly counterattack at that time?

Anyway, with Sidwell helping to defend behind him, I can say that there is no worries... so why not take a gamble!

Wimbledon's offense was soon ended by the home team's central defender Mikele_leigertwood. The tall and outstanding young center back pushed Andy Sullivan's cross out and landed at the feet of Leo Cook who was returning to defense.

Leo Cook rolled the football sideways, trying to turn around… “Dangerous!” He saw Legtwood pointing behind him and shouting.

※※※ "Oh! Leo Cook is going to have trouble..." John Mortson suddenly screamed.

Not only him, but all the fans watching the game on the spot shouted. It was as if they saw two trains colliding...※※Leo Cook had not had time to figure out what his teammate Legtwood was calling, he was about to turn around. Suddenly a gust of wind blew from the back of his head.

At the same time, when he turned around, he did not see the opponent's player staring behind him, but he did not see the football either... His left foot was the support foot for turning, and his right foot was hooking the ball, and he hooked the ball... empty!

Quoted it!

Where is the ball?

Where is football!?

The loud cheers suddenly sounded in the stands woke him up from his ignorance. He realized that at some point, there was a figure in a yellow jersey behind him, with his back facing him, and the number on his body was No. 8.

And the direction behind him is his team's goal and penalty area!

No one in Wimbledon could have expected the captain to lose the ball so quickly. The entire defense line faced Chu Zhongtian who grabbed the ball, but he had no response!

Before Chu Zhongtian decided to intercept the ball, he planned to launch a counterattack directly, so he specifically looked at the position of his teammates and opponents. Andy Sullivan just made a cross, and there were Joe Xilin and Kevin Cooper in the penalty area, while Gavin Borger on the other side had not yet retreated.

Isn’t this a good opportunity to fight back on the spot?

Chu Zhongtian did not waste this opportunity with his not very skilled long shot. While breaking the ball, he had already observed Kevin Cooper retreating quickly, keeping a parallel position with the opponent's last defender. Qiao Xilin was still dragging in the end.

This is the difference between the top scorer and the second scorer in the team... Chu Zhongtian did not hesitate, raised his ankle and directly pushed the ball under his feet from between the two Wimbledon defenders. He was 80% sure to send the ball like this just ten meters to the target's feet.

※※※"Pass...he passed the ball!" Motson suddenly became excited. He originally wanted to shout "Someone passed the ball", but he was excited and forgot how the name of the Wimbledon Athletic No. 8 player was pronounced, so he could only use "he" instead.

"No offside!" Stuart Pierce added.

They saw Wimbledon players standing there raising their hands to signal the referee, and Kevin Cooper was offside.

※※※ Kevin Cooper faced his back to the sideline. He couldn't see whether the linebacker raised the flag, but as long as he didn't hear the referee's whistle, this attack would not be over!

Chu's pass rolled over, and he used his left foot to move, turned around and wiped it inward.

Leggetwood may be the first defender to react to Wimbledon. After seeing Chu Zhongtian pass the ball, he turned around and pounced on Kevin Cooper who was receiving the ball. His teammate was still standing stupidly, raising his hand and turning his head to look at the linebacker.

※※※“Oh——!” All the Wimbledon Athletics fans in the stands stood up.

Not only them, but also the substitutes and coaches of Wimbledon Athletics on the sidelines also stood up from their seats and looked into the field.

They were looking forward to the moment when the miracle happened...※※※Leo Cook was stunned for a moment after seeing the ball being cut off before he remembered that he should turn around and intercept the ball, but at that time Chu Zhongtian had already passed the ball out. He rushed back and hit Chu Zhongtian's back. He staggered and fell to his back.

Chu Zhongtian felt a sense of impact coming from behind him, but he didn't care. The football was no longer at his feet, and it didn't matter even if he was knocked down by the opponent. But he did not fall. He was still standing there. He saw the football rolling over Wimbledon's defense line and was then received by captain Kevin Cooper. Then the captain turned around and dribbled the ball in... and faced the goalkeeper alone!

Single sword!

He clenched his fists, raised his shoulders, and prepared to buoy his arms and shout for the goal!

For... the goal!!

In his eyes, captain Kevin Cooper swung his right foot, and Legtwood, wearing the blue home team jersey, also rushed out from the stalker and headed straight for Cooper. He didn't seem to mind using a foul to end the attack of Wimbledon Athletics.

Cooper instinctively felt the danger from around him, but he still completed the shot. Although he was knocked out by Legtwood just after the shot... The football drew an arc and fell to the far corner of the goal!

Wimbledon goalkeeper Paul Heald (paul_heald) blocked the near corner, and he could only complete the defense of the far corner by dragging his right leg on the ground. Unfortunately, Kevin Cooper seemed to have expected that he still calmly shot a small arc shot under the interference of Legtwood... The football passed through Paul Heald's goalkeeper's leg and flew towards the back post.

The Wimbledon player closest to football was goalkeeper Paul Hilde, but at this time he had completely fallen to the ground and could only turn around and watch the football, praying to God in his heart that the football hit the goal post and then explored him to his side... His request was too difficult, so God did not let him get what he wanted.

The football did hit the goal post, but it did not bounce back to Paul Hilde, but bounced directly into the goal... When the football overall crossed the white goal line, Chu Zhongtian also raised his fists.

※※※"What is this? What is this? What is this! This is a goal! The goal is a goal-!!" John Motson suddenly stood up from his seat. In an instant, he seemed to be thirty-two years younger, and returned to his 26 years old.

In 1972, he was also a bbc trial commentator and was sent to Hereford, where British football was quite behind at the time. At that time, Hereford's level was even low in England that there was no league to play, while their opponent was the top league team Newcastle.

This is just a routine game. Although Hereford tied Newcastle 2-2 in the previous game, it was already very surprising. The media even used "unpopularity" to describe the draw. Newcastle players and coaches admitted after the game that they underestimated this amateur team, but they also promised that when the rematch came, they would not give Hereford such an opportunity, and the victory would definitely belong to them Newcastle.

What's the result?

Ritchie George scored a priceless winning goal for Hereford in the overtime of the rematch, helping the weak Hereford eliminate the powerful Newcastle! It was a great game and the most magical "Dragon Slaying Legend" in FA Cup history.

John Motson, who was only twenty-seven years old at the time, was so excited that he couldn't control himself. He roared wildly on the commentary seat, his mouth was like a Gatling machine gun, and crazy commentary kept bursting out.

Everything is like today.

He stood in the commentary seat, holding a microphone, and kept shouting: "woooooooow—!! Wonderful goal! No problem, never offside! Wimbledon Athletic broke the deadlock five minutes into the game! Ladies and gentlemen! An amateur team from the ninth level amateur league leads the second level A team!! Can anyone think of it before the game? It seems that only Wimbledon Athletic fans can think of it... Look at their performance, they almost turned this place into their own home court!!"

"Perfect goal! Leo Cook underestimated the opponent too much. He did not observe the surrounding situation before stopping and adjusting. He was competitive by Wimbledon..." He quickly glanced at the list below, "Chu! It was easily cut off by Chu. Moreover, Chu is not just a simple interception. After interception, he immediately passed the ball to Kevin Cooper who is not offside! When a forward gets the ball with almost no interference, what does it mean? It means a goal!"

Motson's mouth showed no sign of stopping.

"Well, it's really beautiful. After stealing the frontcourt, he counterattacked on the spot..." Commentary guest Stuart Pierce had to express his opinions in a hurry.

"It seems that this game has become interesting. It is no longer a boring game that you know the result before the game is enough to make you sleepy! Choose to broadcast this game as a live broadcast for all England, which is extremely wise!" Motson gave a thumbs up.

※※※After scoring the goal, Kevin Cooper turned around and ran towards Chu Zhongtian. The first thing he had to thank was the Chinese guy who passed the ball to him. But someone was one step ahead of him - Qiao Xilin rushed up and jumped on Chu Zhongtian's back, hugged his neck, and shouted.

"Yeah! We're fucking ahead!!"

Chu Zhongtian carried Qiao Xilin on his back, still raising his arms high to cheer for the goal.

Kevin Cooper rushed over and hugged him: "It's pretty, Chu! It's pretty cut! Haha! It's great, we're ahead!" The captain, who has always been calm, was like a rookie at this time, and was incoherent in his speech. It can be seen how exciting it is to be able to lead an English League One team in the FA Cup.

More players rushed up and surrounded them. In the crowd, Chu Zhongtian's fists were still raised high and pointed to the sky.

※※※"Great!!" Emily in the stands jumped up and screamed, not like a star who had appeared in a movie at all.

She had already taken off her sunglasses because wearing them prevented her from watching the ball.

But no one around would look at her who showed her true face. Everyone's attention was on the football field and on the goal just now.

When Kevin Cooper shot the ball into the home team goal, Wimbledon Athletics fans all jumped out of their seats, waved their fists and made the same roar: "goooooooooooooooooooooal!!"

"Go forward, Wimbledon! We are the real 'crazy gang'!!"

"Treep in front of our anger!! Bastards raised by bitch!!"

After cheering, the fans warmly "greetings" with Pitt Winkelman.

"What's the expression on your face? Are you crying? Winkelman?"

※※Winkelman's face is ugly now. Yes, he knows it without looking in the mirror. Because his team actually lags behind his opponent with one goal at home... What's going on? Are they sleepwalking together? You know that they are the League One team and the second-tier league team!

How could it be led by an amateur team in the ninth league just five minutes into the start of the game?

This is a fucking shame!!

He really wants to kick open the door of the home team's locker room during the halftime break, and then rush in and ask what they are doing.

These bastards!

Can you be more serious?

When Winkelman cursed his players in his heart, he had completely forgotten that just a week ago, he also said in an interview that Wimbledon Athletics did not pose a threat to his team, and his team could easily defeat this amateur team and enter the fourth round of the FA Cup.

※※※"Okay! No big deal!" While Wimbledon Athletics players were still celebrating their goals, Wimbledon FC captain Rio Cook was boosting morale. Everyone was stunned by the loss of the ball, and they still didn't recover.

Of course he knew that it was his responsibility to concede the ball, but a qualified captain should not complain at this time, but instead cheer up first and lead the team to regain its momentum.

"I admit that this was my mistake, but I promise they will only have this opportunity. Let's cheer up! They are just an amateur team! What's there to be afraid of? Think about what team we are? We are professional players! If you are scared by them, it would be too embarrassing!"

After saying that, he walked into the goal and took out the football, ran towards the center circle with his arms around.

"Leo Cook, who made a mistake, seems to have not been affected... He is only nineteen years old, he is already the captain of Wimbledon, and there must be great potential in the future." John Mortson sighed.

"Well, as a young player, he is mature beyond his age and performs well on the defensive end. I think the goal just lost just now was just a mistake, which may be a good thing for him, allowing him to correct his mentality..." Pierce added.

They didn't know that Leo Cook didn't adjust his mentality quickly, but he didn't take this goal seriously. For him, no matter how rampant the amateur team was, it would be like this. If it weren't for his mistake, the opponent wouldn't have to score a goal in this game. It would be great to let them score a goal now. The victory of the game still belongs to their own side. If the opponent scored so early, we would have 85 minutes to equalize and reverse. With our strength, can't such a simple thing be done?

The team has poor performance in the League One, and its ranking has been hovering on the edge of the relegation zone. Leo Cook is so proud that he has been holding back his energy. Now it's time to let them go!

Compared to him, his teammates didn't seem to have such a strong fighting spirit... "It's hard to imagine that we would have a real fight with our own fans in the FA Cup..." Forward Scott McDonald murmured while standing in the middle circle. "I have a little impression of their No. 17, and he asked me for an autograph..."

"I think the Oriental who cut off our captain's ball and assisted me even more... " His forward partner Wayne Galai pointed to Chu Zhongtian, "We had the last game at Sheikhist Park last season. After the game, I saw two fans in the stands. Those were the only two home fans in our game... I went to give the female fan the jersey, and he was the one who was with her!"

"It's really a hell..." Scott McDonald could only use such words to express his thoughts after hearing this story.

(To be continued)
Chapter completed!