Although they told them in the coach's seat that Tottenham equalized, no one around them expressed any joy, and the Forest fans in the stands did not make any special moves to remind them that this "fact" is really suspicious.

"I think our acting is bad..." Chris Lark complained and walked back to the coach's seat.

Tang En stood on the sidelines with his arms folded and his chest wrapped around his arms, ignoring his complaints.

"Strengthen the offense. Press up! Press up!" Wenger made gestures to the players on the sidelines, "Neither Irving nor that Russian is a speed striker, don't be afraid of their counterattack!"

Arsenal's defense is getting higher and higher, and they even forgot that this is a derby.

Willshere's pass was cut off, and Arsenal's defenders still did not return to defense. They were waiting for their midfielder to cut the ball down and then continue to attack.

Tottenham passed the ball. Modlic made a long pass in the backcourt, and a white figure passed by Arsenal's defense, catching up with the pass falling from the sky!

"Michael Irving?"

Even the commentator was surprised. He used a questioning tone.

Irving looked back at the Arsenal defender behind him, then turned his head to look at the linebacker. He had to make sure he was offside. The linebacker had no expression, but was just following him to run towards the bottom line.

Irving turned his attention forward again, and Amunia was hesitating whether to attack or retreat.

He did not hesitate, retracted his gaze and took the football forward!

There was a huge cheer in the stands, and everyone was cheering for Irving at this moment. Spurs fans prayed that he could be ten years younger and become the "wind-chasing boy" again. Arsenal fans cursed him and fell to the ground immediately.

"Michael Irving..." Chris Lack suddenly stopped halfway, listened and murmured.

"What?" Tang En frowned.

"He is dribbling the ball... not offside... single shot..." Chris Lack muttered intermittently.

"He is dribbling the ball! He is very fast, not offside! He is not offside at all! What is Sendros doing? What hand is raising? Go back to defend! This is a one-on-one!" The commentator couldn't help complaining. "This is not the sprint speed that a 34-year-old veteran should have! Michael Irving! He seemed to have returned to sixteen years ago in an instant..."

Irving was indeed very fast, and even Wenger was shocked.

Amunya decided to attack because Irving was about to enter the penalty area.

As soon as he rushed out, he saw Owen tugging his right foot gently...

The football just crossed over his head and fell into the goal behind him.

At that moment, there was no sound in the White Hart Lane Stadium.

"One-shot... Amunia attacked... the ball went in!! The ball went in!!" Chris Lak suddenly roared wildly and jumped up from the ground. "The ball went in! Tony!! Tony! The ball went in!! Totten! The ball went in!! Totten! The equalizer! This time it really equalized!!"

He turned around and pointed at the radio in his hand and shouted at Tang En.

Tang En didn't ask, "Really?" Instead, he grabbed the headphones and stuffed them into his ears.

"...Michael Irving's beautiful sling shot! Amunia didn't respond at all! It was so pitiful. Arsenal's entire team would not have expected that Irving would have such a sprint speed! An negligence on their defense gave Irving this opportunity. He ran 30 meters away from the ball and tied the score between the two sides with a beautiful sling shot! I heard that Nottingham Forest just led Newcastle with a penalty kick, and now Tony Donn's team has regained its vitality!!"

At the same time, a burst of cheers suddenly emerged in the visiting team stands. The forests closer to the stadium waving their cell phones and radios to the fans.

"They scored! They scored!! Tottenham, it was Tottenham who made the earth!"

"Tony!" Chris Lack clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and looked at Donn, "A miracle happened!!"

Don Eun didn't smile on his face, he was even a little dazed.   What happened? Arsenal was really tied? Could it be that there was a delay? Arsenal scored again immediately? He looked around aimlessly.   Stuck the headphones into Chris Lack's arms.   "The game is not over yet, it's too early to be happy now."

He turned around and shouted at the field:

"Score another goal! Score another goal! Secure me the victory! Be careful of their counterattack... Give me the spirit!!"

This time, the players of Forests believed that Tottenham really equalized the score, and the morale of the whole team was boosted. For a moment, Newcastle's entire team was suppressed in their defensive third zone.

"Irving! Irving! Irving!" A voice resounded in the stands in Bailu Lane.

Veteran Irving ran on the court with his arms open, and he hadn't enjoyed such cheers and feelings for a long time. The cool wind blew on his face, and he felt as if he had wings and was flying freely between heaven and earth.

When he was seriously injured this season, someone advised him to retire. There was a decent ending. But he said: "Injuries are like my wife. I have long been used to spending time with it. I will not retire because I still want to continue playing football. I think I can continue playing football."

At that time, everyone laughed at him for being stubborn and talking big.

Now, all the people who were laughing at him and mocking him shut up. What appeared on their faces was surprise, embarrassment, shame, and respect.

In an instant, even the injury was defeated by this strong veteran. He was surprised when he saw him on the court: "Is this old guy retired yet?" The local man slapped hard in the face. It was so pleasant...

Wenger lowered his head, and no one could see what expression was on his face at this moment.  Annoyed? Angry? Unwilling to accept it? Suspicion? Helpless?

None of this matters anymore.

Wenger has always believed that after a professional player is over 30 years old, his career and competitive state will begin to decline, so he always spares no effort to clean up the "older players" in the team who are over 30 years old and provides space for development for the young geniuses he has cultivated. This is nothing wrong. Arsenal recognizes his club development concept.

But today's scene is really ironic. He was defeated by a veteran whom he has never valued. There is nothing to say about the defeat, and there is no reason to find...

What can he say? What expression should he make in front of the camera lens?

Only by hanging your head and not speaking.

The next day, when Nottingham Forest won the hope of winning the league championship and the news that Arsenal was tied by veteran Irving's goal came to the newspapers, Irving took out a postcard in his mailbox.

It says:

Your goal saved a person's life. Thank you, Michael.
Chapter completed!