章 342: The French Forward

The cheers in City Ground did not rest until the end of the first half. Forest's supporters were still exhilarated over the goal they had scored.

All sorts of voices rang out, singing for a whole 15 minutes. From the end of the first half, it lasted all the way through to the kick-off of the second half.

Compared to the first, there appeared to be slight changes in the second half; Riquelme was more active now than he had been; perhaps he had communicated with Sorin during the half-time break.

George Wood's pressure mounted, and Riquelme began showing signs of recovery.

Tang En could tell at once. He could not let it happen.

Once Riquelme began livening up again, Nottingham Forest's one-goal advantage would be threatened.

Taking the opportunity of a dead ball, Tang En walked to the sidelines and hollered into the field, "George! Be more vicious! Did you not eat!?"