Messi was so scared that he cried when he maxed out his header talent at the start of the game

Chapter 272

In the penalty area in front of the Tottenham goal, the two central defenders Dawson, Ledley King, and Carrick bloomed like fireworks!

The initiator is the Premier League devil!

Devil Su!

Under the attack of three people, he fought for the high ball from Modric.

"Bang!!!"

That familiar explosion!

It sounded like heavenly music to the ears of the nearby Manchester City players, but it sounded like the roar of a devil to the ears of Tottenham goalkeeper Paul Robinson!

The football accurately poured into the dead corner of the goal.

Su Fei once again ignited the Etihad Stadium, making the Blue Moon fans boil again, and the blue ocean was surging!

"GGGG----OOOO----AAAA----LLLL!"

"GGGOOOAAALLL!"

"GOAL!!!"

"GOAL!!"

"GOAL!"

"SUFEI!!"

"A classic violent header in front of the goal. Under the attack of three Tottenham players, he domineeringly sent the ball into the goal again!"

"A double goal!"

"Violent heavy artillery, violent header!"

"Sufei performed two unique super skills in today's key battle against Tottenham!"

"2:0!"

"In the 50th minute, Manchester City led Tottenham 2:0!"

-[Ahhh, violent header, late but arrived! ]

-[The ultimate representative of violent goals, our Premier League also has its own God of War Batistuta! ]

-[God of War? I think Sufei is more suitable for the title of Demon God! The combination of Demon + God of War! 】

-【It's stable, it's finally stable this time】

-【After defeating Tottenham, the only thing left is the final battle with Chelsea. 】

On the court, Su Fei and the Manchester City players hugged each other and celebrated, and the continuous cheers of the Etihad Stadium were the best background music at this moment.

Stuart finally smiled.

He showed a smile of relief in the past few days.

At least.

First, we will deal with Tottenham.

One step at a time, defeat Tottenham, and we will be able to move closer to the supreme throne!

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One effort, then decline, and then exhaustion.

After experiencing another goal blow, the Tottenham players stood on the court with helpless expressions.

Captain Robbie Keane squatted down silently to catch his breath.

Draw circles on the grass with his fingers.

Martin Jol, the head coach of Tottenham, slowly closed his eyes because he knew.

It's over.

It's all fucking over.

Morale has disappeared.

Some games.

It seems that there are still 40 minutes, but in fact it's over in the 50th minute.

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The game time has reached the 90th minute.

"Beep!"

With the referee's whistle, the score of Manchester City 2:0 Tottenham Hotspur was also frozen at this moment.

"Na na na na na na hey Jude~"

"Na na na na na na hey Jude~"

"Na na na na na na hey Jude~"

The chorus of "Hey Jude" rang out over the Etihad Stadium.

Manchester City's players waved to the fans in the stands to celebrate this crucial victory together.

We did it.

We did it.

Su Fei's face showed a rare fatigue. The intensive schedule, the running back and forth, and the huge pressure on his shoulders during this period.

Let him hammer his head silently.

I want to sigh.

But when I think about the fact that the Premier League schedule this season has not yet ended and the battle with Chelsea has not yet arrived.

Su Fei held back.

Now is not the time to relax. I am just a little bit away from leading Manchester City to create a miracle.

The first Premier League championship in 38 years.

To dedicate to the fans in the stands and in front of the TV who support Manchester City all over the world.

"Congratulations to Manchester City for defeating Tottenham 2:0!"

"We won this extremely important victory!"

"Congratulations to Su Fei!"

"He scored twice in this battle with Tottenham!"

"As the season comes to an end, Su Fei once again proved to everyone his courage and determination at critical moments!"

"He has been shouting to all Manchester City fans with his actions!"

"You will always believe in me!"

"Today's game live broadcast ends here."

"Dear audience members."

"See you next time Manchester City plays!"

In the ESPN live broadcast room, Zhan Jun gave the fans a post-match summary, and a close-up shot of Su Fei smiling and raising his head happened to appear on the screen.

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A wonderful story has more than just the protagonist.

At the post-match press conference, Martin Jol's speech was like a season summary.

"Since 2000, our best result is only 9th, and the worst is even 14th. Before this season, many people did not have high hopes for us, saying that Tottenham was a completely lonely giant."

"But this season, I believe we have brought many fans surprises. In the first half of the schedule, we once rushed to the 4th place in the league, the Champions League zone."

"Such results are inseparable from the efforts of every coach, every staff member, and every player."

"It's a pity that we lost the key game today."

"Based on the points ranking, we have almost no chance of returning to the 4th place. Unless Wenger is willing to lose all the next games."

At this point, Martin Jol laughed, and the reporters on the scene also laughed at this joke.

They felt the optimism from the head coach.

"But the fifth place and the qualification for the Europa League are good for our downtrodden giants."

"It's really good."

"At least we didn't get relegated this year, right? In fact, before I took over this season, my goal was to avoid relegation. But the players disagreed and we almost made it to the Champions League."

There was laughter again.

"So, let's do it."

"Manchester City played better today, they deserve this victory!"

"But we will also work hard to win the next game and continue to write the Premier League history of our Tottenham!"

Pa pa pa!

Amidst the applause, Martin Jol, the fierce-looking but gentle head coach, left the post-match press conference.

The moment he walked out of the door.

There was a hint of loneliness in his eyes.

Of course he still cares.

If he didn't care, he wouldn't have mentioned the Champions League all the time when he spoke.

After all.

Which head coach doesn't want to lead his team to participate in the Champions League, which represents the world's top event, to compete for the top of Europe.

But this season.

The opportunity and story belonging to Tottenham have come to an end.

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The home team locker room.

Compared with the dullness of the past few days, Manchester City players finally have more smiles on their faces.

Even though.

Knight informed everyone through his mobile phone that Chelsea also defeated their opponents 2:0 and still led by 1 goal difference.

This time.

There was no dejection or sadness.

"Who cares, as long as we beat them when the time comes!"

"Yes! Chelsea was suppressed by us for so long because of the goal difference before. If they can keep their mentality, we can too!"

"Win, we will definitely win!"

"Just take the throne of the Premier League."

"Lend Chelsea a few days!"

The optimists successfully defeated the pessimists.

In the corner, Stuart, who had his back to the players, couldn't help but smile when he heard what the players said.

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