Football: The law of causality, a shot must be scored within three feet
54 The final whistle hadn’t sounded yet, but he still wanted to win despite being two goals behind!

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"It's over…It's all over."

Captain Thorne was originally following Torres, but he had used up too much energy and could not keep up with Torres 'pace.

He could only watch as the blond handsome man finished opening the door.

Thorne feebly lay on the ground looking up at the Anfield sky.

The noise of the stadium echoed in his ears. At this moment, it was like a dream.

"Am I dreaming?"

Suddenly, the sky turned dark, and another handsome Asian face appeared in front of him.

"Captain, are you alright?"

Xuan pulled Thorne up.

After all, he was the captain of the team. As long as he did not fall, the team could continue to fight.

"I'm fine. Get ready to kick off.”

Thorne patted Xuan's shoulder.

When he pulled him up, Thorne could clearly feel that Xuan was still full of power.

He fought for nearly 80 minutes, running more than anyone else in the game, but he still maintained such excellent form.

Xuan must be tired and exhausted.

But he did not show it, leaving the strongest side to his teammates!

As the captain, how could he be compared to the young people?

He tried his best to pull himself together and then clapped his hands.

"Guys! We still have a chance! All of you, cheer up! Continue fighting!"

"Roar!"

"Charge!"

With Thorne's encouragement, the Stokes Bridge team also responded.

They couldn't afford to drop the ball in front of the national audience in this match!

The Liverpool players were very surprised and looked at the amateur players in confusion.

"Why are they still so excited? I clearly can't run anymore."

Skrtel complained.

Gerrard, who was next to him, suddenly said,"This is football."

Torres nodded."Yes, this is football.”

"What?"

The others all sighed, leaving Skrtel dumbfounded.

By

the 80th minute of the game, Benítez had already made a substitution adjustment, considering the upcoming highlight of the league tournament.

Torres, who scored twice, was replaced, and Argentina's iron waist Mascherano came on as a substitute.

Xavi Alonso also came off the field to rest, and Lucas Leiva, the "God Lu", came on as a substitute.

Benayoun was replaced by the winger Jermaine Pennant.

Benítez made three substitution adjustments in one go, all in core positions.

The substitutes that were brought in were all famous star players, and their strength was similar.

In fact, Liverpool's bench depth was also among the top.

Benítez changed to a 4-5-1 formation at the end and let Babel head the front alone.

The main thing was to slow down the pace, and use more of the midfield's backfoot to drag down the opponent with skillful passing.

In this way, they didn't need to attack too fiercely, and the amateur team would naturally collapse due to physical exhaustion.

Liverpool could also save some of their stamina.

The Stokes Bridge could be considered to have been freed from the heavy pressure. They could get some possession of the ball and pass it forward.

Unfortunately, Liverpool stabilized their formation and did not allow their opponents to penetrate unscrupulously.

Stokes Bridge could only brainlessly lob the ball into the penalty area, hoping that Waldi and Xuan's individual abilities would pose a threat.

They had no choice. The others couldn't run anymore, so they could only rely on the two frontline killers.

Waldi was under strict watch, and Xuan was often surrounded.

Vardi could still dribble the ball and break through twice to create some chaos.

Xuan was completely invisible, disappearing into the sea of red…

until he appeared from the shadows!

"Stokes Bridge is in possession of the ball and has pushed into the front field. However, it will be very difficult for them to develop."

"Thorne was handed directly to Valdi, who retreated to provide support. Valdi dribbled the ball along the flank to break through

..."”

"Valdi directly chose to pass the ball low on the left flank!”

"The penalty area is filled with Liverpool's…What???”

"Chu! Suddenly, he circled to the front and raised his leg to attack! The ball hit Agger's leg and bounced off the end line!”

"This goal was quite thrilling. If Agger hadn't stopped it, the goal would have gone in! Liverpool escaped!"

[Causality Shot (3(5)]

Xuan finished this shot and went invisible again.

It was already the 87th minute of the match, and the players at Stokes Bridge could no longer run.

Captain Thorne was so desperate that he even pulled a muscle and fell to the ground in pain!

Manager Adams was forced to make a substitution adjustment, replacing the captain with a substitute player from the youth team.

On the stretcher, Thorne did not feel uncomfortable. Instead, he forced a smile.

"Chu, thank you…Thank you for bringing us to Anfield. Everyone was actually already content. This was an exciting match.”

"Captain…

I'll leave this captain's armband to you, even though it won't last for a few minutes.”

Thorne gently took off his armband and handed it to Xuan.

Xuan didn't decline. He nodded solemnly and put the captain's armband on his sleeve.

From this moment on, he seemed to feel a kind of power being transmitted from the captain's armband.

[Ding! First time wearing captain's armband, dream points 5000

] Xuan clenched his fists.”

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