The hardware facilities of the home team locker room at Wembley Stadium can almost be described as luxurious.

Tottenham Hotspur players were sitting in soft seats, panting and talking loudly. Chelsea's fierce attack in the first half almost made Tottenham Hotspur players feel almost shocked, but in this case, at the end of the first half, they equalized the score and the opponent was sent off.

So, the atmosphere in the locker room is relaxing, and almost all Tottenham Hotspur players already think they are the champions.

"We are very close to the championship!! We are the champions!!" Juander Ramos was pacing in the locker room, suddenly, stopped, supported his hands on the table, and looked at his players with red eyes.

The players were a little confused about the head coach's sudden roar.

Juander Ramos walked around the locker room like a bull in heat, and before he could reach a player, he stared at the eyes that seemed to be sparking.

"You guys are very satisfied with the current situation, are you? Have you received the championship? Answer me!!"

"Answer me!!"

Uh... I have to say that the Spanish acted like a crazy and irritable injured bull during the Spanish Bull Run Festival!!

The locker room was so quiet that no one dared to reply. Even Captain Robbie Keane wanted to speak, hesitated for a moment, looked at Juander Ramos's appearance, and shut up obediently!!

"Today, for many of you, it's the closest time to the championship in your life. Tell me, your hunger for this championship?!! Think about the guys in the next room, it's a group of guys who won the championship. This year, they are in a bad state, so you can hear the damn media everywhere saying that Chelsea had to get a League Cup champion who was worse than shit and put it in their arms to comfort their injured little hearts. Did you hear it?!!----"

"And you, this damn champion, haven't gotten it yet. Let's talk about the celebration after the championship here, you poor guys!! Ridley, are you already considering finding a few dancers to celebrate after the game?"

The central defender who was suddenly named by Juand Ramos turned pale. In fact, he was discussing this issue with his partner Woodgate just now, but now, poor Tottenham Hotspur No. 26. **** was definitely denied.

"Very good, I don't care what you are thinking, I tell you, I need this championship!! Win this championship for me, I do care whether you steal or rob. I want this championship!!" Espanyol looked at his players, "In fact, you need it more than me!!!" What method is used to watch the abominable No. 9 for me. As for how to do it, it is your business..."

The roar continues...

Uh... God testified that the Spaniard, who was poached by a high salary, has been forced to go crazy by Tottenham Hotspur executives, and this League Cup champion that can almost be touched by hands is undoubtedly the best amulet for Juander Ramos!!

Do it!! The head coach in the Premier League is simply not a human work...

Just when the Spanish Bulls roared in Tottenham's locker room, it was a gentle drizzle in the visiting team's locker room...

Things are so strange, according to the situation at the end of the first half. Furious and irritable, Chelsea, who was equalized and sent off, should be the coach of Tottenham Hotspur, singing hymns with gorgeous hymns.

Now. The situation is exactly the opposite...

Grant knew that the team had done a good job in the first half. The unlucky thing that happened at the end of the first half could be attributed to an accident. In this case, the Israelis only said almost everything to the whole team - in the second half, continue!!"

Then, Grant turned his gaze to Xiangnan, who was whispering something to Sinclair, "Andre, your task in the second half is to be more aggressive, the team needs your aggressiveness!!"

Xiangnan glanced at the head coach, Yu Guang glanced at Beletti, who was holding his head in annoyance, nodded to show that he understood.

"Didier, you need a goal."

Drogba was talking in a low voice with his compatriot Kalu, looking at Grant in surprise, without saying anything, he knew what he should do!!

At the beginning of the second half, neither side made a substitution. Chelsea responded to the right side of the sent-out. The Big Buffalo's position was shifted to the right side to deal with the possible breakthrough of Tottenham Hotspur. As for the middle side, Barack and Lampard needed to actively return to defense.

Chelsea kicked off, passed the ball to Drogba in the south, and ran towards the frontcourt.

However, Xiangnan immediately felt something was wrong. At Tottenham Hotspur No. 26, Ridley was close to himself like a candy. No matter where Xiangnan went, he was like a loyal bodyguard. In the first half, Zimbonda, who was responsible for guarding Xiangnan, was not far away, staring at this side. Xiangnan could even feel Zimbonda's cold eyes...

Xiangnan, this winter transfer this season, the 18-year-old and 9-month boy who came to London from the country team Turin in the impression of the Englishman. This boy who spent 23.5 million euros from the Russians has proved that he has no team anymore. When facing him, he will despise this young guy...

Of course, there is a three-page tabloid, except, because he will doubt all the pure things he dislikes!!

"At the beginning of the second half, we noticed that Chelsea, which had one less player, took the initiative in the offense, but Tottenham Hotspur's defensive intensity was much stronger than in the first half.\\\\\\"

Juander Ramos was on the sidelines, holding his arms and observing the situation on the court without moving. The situation on the court is similar to what he expected. Chelsea did not adopt the defensive counterattack strategy as they always did. Although they fought one less, Juander Ramos adopted the defensive counterattack to everyone's surprise when one more man was fighting!!

All this is just because, in fact, Grant knows that Chelsea is not as he said in the locker room to look down on this League Cup champion, on the contrary---

Grant, that Israelite, needs this champion just like himself!!

Uh... I have to say that when faced with the pressure from the top and the bombardment of the Fleet Street, the Israelis and the Spaniards were still the same fate... The field kept changing directions. This annoyed Jokora, who was defending him. Just when Jenas came to guard Little Wright, he suddenly accelerated agility and passed through the two of them.

"Stop him, don't let him break through!"

Just when Jokola thought Wright Phillips was about to continue to break through, he suddenly pulled the ball to the left, then gently pushed the ball into his right foot. The ball rolled to the feet of Lampard who had been inserted.

Chelsea's deputy shook his shoulders wildly, squeezed away Dimarblank tightly, and then accelerated.

Xiangnandi's jersey was pulled tightly by Ridley, and its movements were very concealed. The referee's eyes were blindly in the corner. He looked at the referee's direction, pointed, and then Xiangnan stared at the hateful guy in front of him.

Ridley innocently faced the glare of Nan like an insulted dancer. He spread his hands innocently. It means

I did nothing...

At this moment, Xiangnan suddenly started to start. The sudden acceleration made Lidley, who was still smiling and showing his innocence, caught him off guard and had to run away in a hurry.

Lampard took two steps to knock the ball back to Barack.

After Barack took the ball two steps, he suddenly stopped and transferred the ball to the left with a big foot. Wright Phillips did not wait for the ball to land, but kicked the ball directly towards the front point. At this time, Xiangnan just started.

It is hard to imagine what kind of scene is a tractor trying to chase the F1 tank running at high speed on the F track!

So, now Ridley has come out to say that after starting to accelerate south, Ridley only feels that he is getting farther and farther away from the Blue No. 9. In this case, Tottenham Hotspur 26 faithfully implemented head coach Ramos's--

No matter what method is used, stop that hateful Chelsea No. 9!! Crash!

Squeeze away!

Not OK yet?!!

Then, Mr. Ridley's trick-

Pull the jersey and greetings!!

Xiangnan only felt like the Ferrari sports car full of oil galloping, but suddenly a strange force sucked him. Xiangnan kept slapping Ridley's dirty hands in annoyance.

The jersey was pulled long, and you could even see the shorts slipping down, which made Xiangnan even more annoyed. He didn't have the hobby of running naked at Wembley Stadium!!

Suddenly, a little more force!!!

The North Stands heard the fierce cheers from Chelsea fans, and the Wembley Stadium staged a level 10 storm, all of this was just because of the blue No. 9!!

The sudden acceleration in the south made Lidley stagger and almost fell down. A large number of sarcastic laughter sounded in the north stands. Uh... Maybe God only knew that poor Lidley was continuing to advance in this laughter or the blue No. 9 in front of him, which hurt his self-esteem very much. In short,

A string called reason broke suddenly in Ridley's forehead...

The audience at Wembley Stadium stared at the scene that happened on the stadium in amazement. Tottenham Hotspur's No. 26 made a move like a large carnivore, suddenly rushed forward and hugged his thighs to the south-eastern land-

Uh... God testifies that Ridley is really the staunch executor of Ramos' tactical intentions...!!!

Xiangnan, who was still dribbling the ball, obviously underestimated the determination of the hateful guy behind him to stop him.^^          ^^ was intercepted by a sudden resistance and fell on the turf without any accident...

Seeing Xiangnan finally stopped moving forward and fell to the ground, Ridley finally let out a long sigh:

Boy, you are running, aren't you quite able to run? Why don't you run?!!! Tottenham Hotspur No. 26, who was overflowing on his face, lay on the lawn, panting heavily, and the forced attack just now made him very tired...

"No more running. The referee is here." Xiangnan decided to be a person with an RP and reminded Ridley. Xiangnan moved his feet hard and finally pulled them out of Ridley's hands.

"Referee?...!!!!" Ridleyna's brain suddenly had a short circuit and finally returned to normal. Her face changed like a boiled eggplant. She turned around and looked at the arc on the turf behind her...

This is in the restricted area??!!!

Doudu!!

The referee answered Ridley's question wisely and powerfully. He pointed his finger at the penalty spot and took it out of his pocket handsomely---

Red card!!

"Haha, God, let's see what poor Ridley did!!"

The Wembley Grand Stadium was also playing repeatedly on the big screen. In fact, the fans saw what happened just now. We had every reason to believe that this was the staff at the scene who were still concerned about it and wanted to enjoy this rare scene a few more times...

"It's hard to believe, who did Ridley think he was? Popeye? or Rambo?! Did this guy think it was a rugby game?"

No one can answer this question, I'm afraid even Ridley himself doesn't know what happened...

At the same time, the director pointed the camera at the two head coaches on the sidelines---

Grant's eyes revealed an expression of incredible belief. The Israelis may have thought of tens of millions of team scoring scenes, and also thought that they might get a penalty kick, but the devout Jews could swear to their landlord god.**         ***This scene. He never thought about it...

The expression of Juander Ramos can only be described in two words. That is ----

Unbelievable! And----

Extremely angry!!

Chelsea's team doctor also rushed to the stadium. God knew whether the sudden bear hug, the fool named Ridley, had hurt Xiangnan's ankle.

Fortunately, Xiangnan stood up at the gesture of team doctor Brian, jumped a few times and jumped. It was okay.

This also made Chelsea fans in the North Stand breathe a sigh of relief. The No. 9 boy who just joined the team has completely won the favor of the Blues fans...

A cheering sounded on the court, deafening. This was Chelsea fans cheering. Drogba was Chelsea's penalty kicker. He was already standing in front of the goal and preparing to give the penalty kick.

Ridley walked off the court in shame. I guess this guy hasn't reacted yet. What happened?

Uh... After Ridley retired, he could show up and write a book, and the title of the book is---

"Impulse is the Devil"!!

God testifies that he will definitely sell out!!

Drogba stood at the penalty spot and looked at the goal calmly. Robinson kept jumping like a dolphin in the sea river, trying to distract Drogba! dder------drgb!! The Ivorians shot so beautifully in the penalty spot, otherwise I would be sorry, Ridley's beautiful performance, 2:1!!"

I believe that Mr. Wilson's high-pitched roar is now the voice that Tottenham Hotspur fans hate the most, but this sound is still so strong, and the old man almost bursts his lung cavity!!

As for it? Isn’t it just a penalty kick?
To be continued...