Looking at the panting Red and White Erforte players defending him, he curled his lips in disdain. The Red and White Erforte team's head coach, Sandy, was indeed a boastful king.
The Red-White Erfort team could not even defeat Yena, and he still wanted to challenge Wolfsberg. This old man must be delusional.
It was not that he could fool the Red-White Erfort team like this when he was in full victory, but that James Bond of Wolfsberg could not even compare to him when he was in full victory.
As expected, the ignorant were fearless.
The Red-White Erforte team played very hard. In the first ten minutes of the second half, there was only one chance to counterattack, and even this chance was lost before it passed the midfield.
Wilberst could no longer hold on. He felt that he had used up all his strength in the few confrontations with Wodehouse. When he saw Sandy looking at him, he shook his head helplessly.
Sandy nodded in response to Wilberst. Taking advantage of a dead ball, he let Damir, who had already warmed up, play. The Red-White Erfordt chose the four-back formation again.
Since they couldn't fight back, they would defend to the death. The Red and White Erfords were still leading anyway. As long as they could survive the remaining half an hour, they could still win.
Although it was not good looking, Sandy did not have a better idea. If it was not for one less person, he would have more choices.
Shelley was also summoned back to the middle lane by Sandy. 4-5-0, Red-White Erfort entered a defensive state under Sandy's command.
"Set up a bus?" Although it wasn't 9-0-0, it was close enough. Hamilton frowned. He didn't expect Sandy to really do that. It was simply shameless.
Although the fans were dissatisfied with the home team's full defense, most of the fans could understand. After all, if they still wanted to attack when they were one player short, it would be fine if it was a weak team, but against a strong team like Ye Na, they were courting death.
It was just that being suppressed by their nemesis and being on their own home ground, many fans were embarrassed, especially the small group of fans in red jerseys. Their arrogant attitude was extremely unpleasant.
Even Nicole could not help but comment.
"I don't understand why Yena is so happy. Didn't they look at the scoreboard?”
"1:0, Ye Na is the side behind.”
"Our defense isn't bad. Phillip doesn't just know how to attack.。。。。。”
"Wait, what's wrong?"
The players on both sides of the field quickly gathered together. Shelley was struggling to drag Phillip, while Wodehouse was rolling around at his feet, covering his face.
"F * ck, you cheap b * tch, I'm going to beat you to death.”
When Phillip and Wodehouse were fighting for the top jump, Wodehouse had carefully stepped on Phillip's shoe tip with his heel. If Phillip had not reacted quickly and pulled back, he might have injured his ankle.
Wodehouse was very dirty. Phillip had already understood when Donomi was harassed by Wodehouse. He did not expect this defensive midfielder to be so shameless. It was just an official match, yet he wanted to cripple him.
Wodehouse was definitely doing this on purpose, because Phillip saw him looking at his feet. If it wasn't for the look in Wodehouse's eyes, he would have been the one lying on the ground.
Therefore, Philip punched him without hesitation. However, this b * tch seemed to have known that he was going to punch him. His fist only grazed his face.
Seeing Wodehouse immediately fall to the ground and pretend to be injured, he became even angrier.
However, the players had all gathered together, and Phillip no longer had the chance to beat up the defensive midfielder who had fallen to the ground to act.
Red card!
Red and White Erforte was once again sent off, and Phillip also received his first red card since the official game. With Phillip's departure, the players who had just gathered to confront each other dispersed.
Neither side was willing to let this go. If Shelley hadn't held Phillip back, they would have started fighting.
"F * ck, that b * tch wants to cripple me. The referee is blind.”
Shelley dragged Phillip off the stage. He didn't dare to let go. He knew Phillip's usually cheerful personality, but now he was really angry.
When they finally reached the sidelines, Phillip looked at Sandy as if he had seen a cat. Half of his anger dissipated.
"Boss... I…"
"I'm fine. Go and rest." Sandy no longer had the energy to blame Phillip for not being calm, and he didn't want to.
....
Red and White Erfforts had reached the most critical juncture. Nine players against eleven. Sandy did not have time to discuss the matter of being sent off with Phillip. He immediately removed Shelley and replaced the last player on the bench in the midfield, who had already warmed up, with Red and White Erfforts.
If it wasn't for the fact that there was only one substitution left, he would have wanted to replace Bernie. Bernie's stamina was obviously insufficient, but he could only signal Bernie to hold on for a while.
Only 18 minutes had passed in the second half. The first half of the game was 45 minutes long. Adding on the injury time of the game, which was about 5 minutes, Sandy still needed to hold on for 32 minutes.
32 minutes…Sandy unconsciously shifted her gaze to the front of the goal.
Chang, the Red-White Erfort team can only rely on you now.
Chang Sheng did not understand that Sandy had placed her hopes on him. He was just a little unable to cope with the current situation. He could not understand the series of changes on the field.
Wasn't he playing well? How did he end up like this?
Why were Donomi and Philip so impatient? This was not in line with their usual behavior.
Moreover, it was clearly the Red-White Erfordshire team that was leading.。。。。。
As the place where the incident happened was a little far from the goal, when Chang Sheng ran over, Phillip had already been pulled off the field by Shelley. He did not understand what Wodehouse had done to Phillip.
However, there was no time for him to think too much at this time. Yena's attacks were like waves on the beach, surging wave after wave towards the goal.
The nine-man Red-White Erfords were like a small boat floating in the ocean, in danger of being destroyed at any moment.
Nicole, who was usually active, had stopped talking at this moment. How was he supposed to explain?
This had become a massacre.
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