“…Everton, Everton, we will always be Everton,

I am for everyone, for me, and the united Everton will always move forward.

We were wearing royal blue, we sweated in Goodison Park, and we offered toffee-like sweetness…”

Everton players work very hard, but working hard cannot smooth out the gap in strength, otherwise Marshal Jin's players can sweep the universe.

The more they played to the end of the game, the less they could not play their offense, and they could only barely maintain it.

Time will never stop his pace because of your hard work.

Four minutes of stoppage time is the last time, but Liverpool's attack time.

After Benayong and Takeshima retreated, Everton in the midfield match between 5vs5 did not have any advantage.

"It's a pity that I kicked high again."

"Kuyt's kick is really not worth it. No Liverpool's substitute striker is reliable."

Tim Howard blocked Liverpool's shot for the first time. In just a few minutes, he had high contact and resistance to keep the goal unrest. As the most leisurely position on the field, his back was completely wet with sweat, pressing the ball and gasping.

But he didn't want this rest time, because this might be the last chance.

“look    out!”

Remind teammates to pay attention and use all their strength to drive directly into the front court.

Unfortunately, Fellaini failed to compete for the top this time. Lucas headed the ball to the left, and Sua made a big stride and saw that Wu Sanshi's position was similar to that of the opponent's full-back. He decided to have a fun time.

Long-distance pick-through, large in advance!

As he expected, Wu Sanshi threw away Tony Hibert directly. When the ball landed, he even rushed over and knocked the ball back with his heel, and suddenly turned around and threw it away again.

The panicked Hibert couldn't stand firm when he retracted his center of gravity and directly grabbed the only nearby object that could be supported - Wu Sanshi.

Beep,

Yellow card.

There is no doubt about catching a yellow card.

"The last chance is that the free kick in the top corner of the right side of the penalty area is on the left for Liverpool. How will they choose?"

The right-footed player at this position is better handled, and Gerald stood in front of the ball with his own initiative. The four numbers on the scoreboard are 95:32, the real last chance.

Although he led two goals, Gerald was under greater pressure than he thought.

Provoked by the opponent's fans,

Reject the head coach's request to end,

He must show his best performance and make a powerful fight back.

Even if this position is not suitable for shooting, the Liverpool captain decided to make a kick, for the honor and for the green years he spent in Melwood.

Beep,

In order to assist, the Liverpool captain took 5 steps back and instantly started acceleration without reservation. He saw not the goal, but his persistence in football.

Bend the bow and shoot the arrow,

Bang--

He shot the ball harder and kicked the elevator ball. The ball went in.

Gerald, hat trick!

“goooooooooooooooooooal!”

"There is only one Steve!" Alan Hansen teased them with the words of Everton fans.

Gerald replicated his classic again, ran to the sidelines to kiss the camera, then turned his back and pointed his thumb at the name behind the jersey.

My name is Steve!
Chapter completed!