No matter what. Newcastle cannot be allowed to equalize the score!

This is the only thought in his mind.

In the 88th minute, Martins forced into the penalty area with speed. The Nottingham Forest player did not dare to tackle at this time. He was afraid that the referee would award Newcastle a penalty at such a sensitive moment. Anyway, even if Martins shot, he might not make it...

Martins did not choose to shoot at a low angle, but instead made a fake shot and real pass!

Alan Smith fell to the ground under Kompany's pull!

Clenched his fists and pinched his knuckles white. He leaned forward and widened his eyes. Tang En, who was extremely nervous, saw the football rolling into the goal from Van der Sar's armpit...

"Alan Smith! Alan Smith! It's so incredible! It's so incredible! They equalized the score at the last moment! Newcastle's tireless attack finally received a reward! Ah! Look at the bench on Newcastle's side... it's crazy! Escape from death!"

The commentator yelled hysterically.  The players and fans of Newcastle were cooperating with him, and they were cheering.

But all this has become unimportant in Tang En's eyes.

A burst of tiredness suddenly hit my heart.

He felt so tired, sleepy, and cold.

"...This ball was a heavy blow to Nottingham Forest! Their players stood there at a loss... Four rounds were not won, four rounds were not won... The whole December, for Nottingham Forest, it seemed to be in the Arctic! They lost three points again... Let's see Tony Don't have the expression. Faced with such a blow, I really don't know what else he can say..."
Chapter completed!