At Wembley Stadium, the wind turned, Liverpool was still behind, but the fans on the field were already full of energy.

And the fans far away at Molineux Stadium were already silent.

Although the team was leading, it felt like... something big was going to happen.

"It really seemed like a fate! Trailing by three goals at halftime, Gerrard opened the scoring, scoring two goals in two minutes... It won't be like that year, will it? ?"The famous commentator in China, Zhan Lu, got excited at this time.

As a die-hard Liverpool fan, Zhan Lu has always been able to comment objectively on Liverpool's games.

This time, he really couldn't control himself.

The same final, the same three-goal deficit.

Gerrard remained calm and scored a goal.

Coutinho, like Smicer back then, narrowed the score gap with a long shot.

Will Alonso appear again to equalize the score? ?

"Fuck! Liverpool has stood up!"

"Coming, coming!"

"It’s so fucking wonderful!"

"King Zhao, save me!"

"Zhao Qiuwang, love me again!!"

""Hold on, hold on!!!"

At this time, the physical strength of both sides was declining.

Liverpool players launched a siege on Zhao Yi. If they restricted Zhao Yi, they could restrict the attack of the entire Wolverhampton Wanderers.

Zhao Yi was indeed a little overwhelmed in the midfield. He could only pass the ball to Doyle after receiving it, allowing Doyle to organize the attack.

Liverpool's mad dog-like pressing made Doyle very uncomfortable and he made several mistakes.

After losing the ball, Doyle did not hesitate to start counter-grabbing on the spot.

At this point in the game, the rhythm suddenly changed.

The players on both sides were opening and closing, pressing frantically.

The attack and defense transition was extremely fast!

Sterling and Lambert both shot, but did not score.

The Wolves' counterattack was also fierce.

Zhao Yi could not directly hold the ball from the backcourt to the frontcourt, but his pass was very threatening. Carlisle received two long passes in a row, but unfortunately his physical strength was a little insufficient. Lovren suddenly knew how to play football and successfully destroyed the ball twice.

The two sides were caught in a difficult tug-of-war.

The players on the field were all holding their breath.

In a fifteen-minute game, the physical energy consumption was almost catching up with sixty minutes.

Jera Gerrard's face turned pale from exhaustion. He was sweating profusely.

He followed Zhao Yi, cooperating with Henderson or Lambert who was retreating, making it difficult for Zhao Yi to play.

Gerrard knew that as the game progressed, his physical strength would seriously decline, and Zhao Yi, the boy who could not run to death, would definitely seize the loophole and hit him with a fatal blow!

But Gerrard was very ambitious, and he would not allow himself to be replaced in his last game.

He must do his best to follow Zhao Yi!

Zhao Yi was also panting. In the 79th minute of the game, both sides played fiercely.

The level of English League One played like the state of the Premier League!

The two coaches on the sidelines were excited at this time.

They wished they could play two rounds themselves.

Klopp and Galliot did not stop for a moment, shouting at the top of their lungs, directing the players to run.

One needed to keep the score, and the other needed to equalize the score as soon as possible.

Almost all the fans of both sides stood up, with tight drumbeats and rhythmic cheering sounds.

A large number of fans put their arms together, jumping and shouting, and cheering for their team at all costs.

"Liverpool's attack is still going on! Zhao Yi is now retreating very deep... There is no good way to deal with this. If he stands in front and acts as a striker, no one will be able to get the ball...

Doyle made several mistakes and his confidence seems to be running low.

The current Wolves... actually rely on a player who started out as a center forward to organize the attack.……"

Zhan Lu was very conflicted as he watched the game.

He would feel very uncomfortable no matter which team lost.

On one side was Zhao Yi's team, and on the other side was Liverpool, which he had loved for decades.

"Gerrard holds the ball... Gerrard's physical condition is a bit bad, Zhao Yi directly shoves the ball away! Carlisle... Glen Johnson intercepts!

Glen Johnson has been sleepwalking the whole game, this time he steals the ball very cleanly!

Gerrard... long pass!

Accurately finds Sterling on the wing!

Sterling this time!

Ouch!

Dawson... Dawson falls down……"

When Dawson fell, the hearts of all the Wolverhampton fans skipped a beat.

Sterling broke into the penalty area directly. His mind was blank at this time. He did not adjust at all. Before Nouri came to help, he shot!

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