We Need to Score One More Goal!

"Whoa, what happened?"

"My God, how could Reina make such a basic mistake?"

"That shouldn't happen! This absolutely shouldn't happen!"

"Chelsea sent a cross in from the right. Drogba forced a shot from in front of goal, and Reina actually let the ball slip from his hands, sending it skidding into his own net. This was an utterly unbelievable mistake. It was simply hard to believe."

"Disaster! This was absolutely a disaster!"

Even the Chelsea players themselves were stunned.

Even Drogba wondered whether the ball would have gone into the goal if Reina hadn't let it slip. Yet precisely because Reina had fumbled it, the ball changed direction and actually rolled into Liverpool's net.

It was unbelievable!

If Reina had not always had a butterfingers problem, Drogba would definitely have thought the Spanish goalkeeper had placed a huge bet on Chelsea winning tonight and had deliberately thrown the match to assist them.

But the Chelsea players were too excited. They charged all the way off the pitch, celebrating wildly over this goal that had seemingly fallen from the sky.

Liverpool's players were all dumbfounded!

Many of them stood where they were, hands on their hips, staring blankly at Reina.

Damn it, we had fought so hard up front and finally managed to score two goals. Just when it looked like the momentum was about to turn around, you made such a basic mistake and threw away this great situation for nothing?

Reina himself was extremely frustrated, his face filled with guilt.

He knew he had made a mistake. He knew he had committed an error he should never have made, but he really had not done it on purpose.

"One-two. Chelsea have pulled one back, and the aggregate score is now four-three again. Chelsea still have the advantage."