Defoe seemed to be a little angry at Bowyer's unfriendly response. West Ham's next attack. Joe Cole passed the ball to Defoe. Bowyer reached out to ask for it, but Defoe buried his head and dribbled the ball. In the end, he was shoved by Dawson, completely ignoring Bowyer's response.
They watched as Forest's players easily received the ball and counterattacked. Bowyer, who was in the midfield, was not the first to block. Instead, he ran straight to Defoe, who had just climbed up from the ground.
"Are you f * cking blind? Can't you see that I'm asking you for the ball? "He roared angrily at Defoe, who was six years younger than him.
Defoe was not to be outdone. "Then what did you do when I asked you for the ball?"
The two of them exchanged insults on the field, completely ignoring the reality of the match.
"You son of a b * tch!" Bowyer slapped Defoe's face, causing him to fall to the ground. Loud boos rang out from the stands. It was not a sign of dissatisfaction, but jeering. The Forest fans were jeering for the two of them.
Dawson, who was not far from the two of them, hurriedly rushed over to pull the furious Bowyer away, preventing him from punching and kicking Defoe. The main referee's shrill whistle rang out. After a brief moment of shock, the West Ham United players also rushed to the scene of the incident. Apart from Dawson, the rest of the Forest players were watching the show. Reid first looked at the manager's reaction.
He did not expect to see him so surprised.
Tang En was surprised because he remembered Bowyer and his teammates fighting during a match on April 2, 2005, during the Premier League match between Newcastle and Aston Villa. Before that, he had never heard of this fellow hitting his teammates on the field. Tang En believed that after today's match ended, this incident would become a household name after being hyped up by the media. In that case, would the incident at Newcastle still exist … He never thought that his presence here would have any impact on the future, but now he felt it firsthand.
The future … was not as assured as he had thought.
Regardless of what Tang En thought, the Forest fans were overjoyed. They immediately changed the lyrics of the song: "Lee Bowyer is an outstanding boxer, a beautiful left hook, Defoe falls to the ground! The referee is counting down. Oh yeah yeah! "
Rode smashed a bottle of water on the ground on the sidelines. "This damn idiot!" The team was already in a tense situation. If another player was sent off, it would be even more difficult.
Motson screamed from the commentator's seat: "Bowyer punched, he beautifully knocked down Defoe! But he seemed to have forgotten that this was a football match, not a boxing match. The detestable Bowyer was back. He did not understand the situation at all. West Ham would have to pay the price for this. They would definitely be down a player. It was an unbelievable scene. I believed that his punch would make him appear on the headlines of all the major newspapers after the match. It was the first time I saw a player attack his teammate in a match! Lee Bowyer made history, and he will forever be remembered by the people for this! "
Tang En quickly threw the fear of the future to the back of his mind. He stood up and walked to the sidelines, giving a thumbs up to the "invisible hero" who had caused this scene, Reid. Then, he let the team press on. Joe Cole was frozen. Without Bowyer, West Ham's midfield was no longer scary. Although Defoe was purely a victim in this fight and would not be punished, his mentality and condition would definitely be affected. If Rode was smart enough, Defoe would not have stayed on the field for more than a few minutes.
West Ham's offense was no longer a threat. The remaining time was up to Forest to snatch back all the points they had lost, one goal at a time.
The referee showed Lee Bowyer a red card. There was no doubt about it. Loud laughter and boos came from the stands. Bowyer turned around angrily and walked to the field, ignoring his West Ham teammates. Rode was also very dissatisfied with Bowyer's actions. He stood by the side of the field and allowed Bowyer to walk past him, walking into the empty players' tunnel. At that moment, Bowyer, who had just transferred from Leeds United, was alone.
Defoe was supported by the team doctor to the side of the field for examination and treatment. The referee signaled for the players from both sides to fight for the ball near the midfield.
The situation on the field was basically set, but Tang En did not return to the technical area. He stood by the side of the field with his arms crossed, waiting to celebrate the goal at any time.
He believed that the final victory of this match would definitely belong to his team. Up until now, the second half had gone according to his plan. It was impossible for any more accidents to happen.
West Ham, who was down a player, had no choice but to retreat completely. In their eyes, Forest's players, who were playing in their best condition, became especially difficult to defend against. Many times, they had to resort to fouls to stop the opponent's crazy attacks. This gave Jess, who came on as a substitute in the second half, a chance to perform. The two direct free kicks were of extremely high quality. One flew out against the crossbar, while the other was pathetically pounced on by James.
Seeing the two free kicks, Tang En could not help but hug his head on the sidelines and sigh. Quoting Fu Biao's words from Big Shot, "Just a little bit more, just a little bit more!"
When the game reached the 80th minute, the Forest team finally got a chance to score a kill.
Reid dribbled the ball on the flank, broke through, and crossed the ball. Gary Breen, who came on in the second half, headed it out of the end line. Forest received a corner kick.
As long as Jess was on the field, free kicks were definitely his prerogative. He hugged the football and placed it in the corner flag area. Then he retreated and leaned closely against the advertising board. Behind him was the Forest fans' stand. Countless hands patted his shoulder, encouraging him. The fans roared excitedly, "Jess! Send the ball straight in! You can do it! "
Jess turned around and smiled at the fans who were shouting. Fans always talked about difficult things as if a three-year-old could do it. In fact, this was a way for them to express their feelings. They always had high expectations for the players they liked. The fans' shouting meant that they had let go of their estrangement from Forest's players.
Dawson had been cruising outside the penalty area, but he soon heard Tang En yell off the field, "Michael, what are you doing outside? Go in! Go to the goal! "
Dawson was tall and had excellent headers. At the age of 19, he had grown to a height of 1.9 meters. He was indeed a threat from the air in front of the opponent's goal. He obediently ran in, which made James nervous.
"Keep an eye on him! Keep an eye on him! Don't let him jump … Damn it! "Before James could finish speaking, he heard the referee blow his whistle. And Jess also sent the ball out.
The player in charge of defending Dawson was West Ham's starting center back, Ian Pearce. He was also 1.9 meters tall. Only he could compete with Dawson in terms of height.
But he was much worse in terms of jumping. Dawson still leaped high under the pincer of two people and did a beautiful header attack!
James could do nothing about the shot that was within reach. He watched the football fly into the goal!
"Boom!" The City Ground stadium erupted again.
"Michael Dawson! It was his first goal for Nottingham Forest! A center back at only 19 years old! "
"Well done!" Tang En waved his fist fiercely after seeing the football fly into the net.
Forest's players also threw the ball at the excited Dawson, preparing to score. But at this moment, everyone heard the referee's urgent whistle. He stood in front of the goal and pointed to his feet, where Ian Pearce was lying!
"The goal is invalid! What a surprising situation … Michael Dawson's goal has been ruled invalid. The referee thinks he suppressed Ian Pearce when he took off to fight for the header. But obviously … Well, something seems to have happened on the sidelines? "Following Motson's voice, the television camera cut to the sidelines of the Forest team's technical area.
Tang En kicked the water bottle placed at the side of the field. He was furious. In his opinion, this was a goal that could not be better, but it was inexplicably blown out by the referee. This action of venting attracted the attention of the fourth official.
"Mr. Tang En, you'd better restrain yourself. I don't want the referee to come over and give you a red card. I don't think you want that either, right? "The fourth official walked in front of Tang En and sternly reprimanded him.
At this moment, Tang En really wanted to curse, but he was pulled back by Walker.
"I'm really sorry. I promise this won't happen again …" Walker turned his head to apologize to the fourth official as he laboriously dragged Tang En back.
"Let me go, Des! That damn referee is looking for balance … "Tang En was still unwilling to give up. This time, Walker simply covered his mouth.
"Shut up, Tony! Do you want us to lose the most important person? The match is not over yet. We still have a chance! " At this moment, Des Walker, who was always smiling and pretending to be a good guy, sternly reprimanded his own superior. Tang En was stunned. Then he straightened his body and scratched his head. "You're right, Des. I almost missed something important. Thank you for reminding me. "
Then he turned back to the sidelines and shouted to the field, "Don't take it to heart, continue attacking! We still have a chance … "In the end, he could not help but vent the dissatisfaction in his heart." Kill them!! "
Hearing Tang En's words, the fourth official gave him a sidelong glance. In the end, he did not find trouble with him.
"Michael Dawson looks a little depressed. His first goal for Forest's First Team disappeared just like that. But he's a good lad, a center back with a lot of potential. I believe that in time, he'll become a rising star in England's defensive line. "Motson predicted Dawson's future, but for now, it was unable to comfort the young lad. Right now, he was not thinking about something as illusory as becoming a star in England's defensive line. He just wanted to help the team defeat West Ham. What happened just now was a very good opportunity …
Dawson could swear on his future that he definitely did not try to pressure Pearce just now. If Pearce really fell because of his body contact, there was only one explanation — Pearce was too good at pretending.
Bastard! Dawson clenched his fists. A defender also dives!
Tang En continued to stand by the sidelines with his arms crossed.
So far, he was satisfied with this match because it helped him solve a few problems. First of all, his new style was fully displayed and accepted by everyone. Second, it helped him build up enough prestige in the team. Finally, it allowed him to find his own confidence and direction.
As for his only regret …
Tang En looked up at the electronic scoreboard on the West Stand.
There were less than seven minutes left in the match, and the score was still 2: 3. Forest, who had dominated in the second half, was still behind West Ham United in the English Premier League by a goal.
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