9. Two fingers
Gerrard's corner found Sturridge lurking at the edge of the box, who slotted the ball into the back of his head with the back of his head! De Gea was caught off guard and didn't even have time to make any moves! 1-0οΌ β
As a Liverpool supporter, Zhan Tianjun let out a roar of joy. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
And Zhang Lu beside him covered his ears.
Just as McPheran was so deliberate in his pre-match press conference, Sturridge's celebration was extraordinarily pompous.
The referee, Clattenburg, also ignored the two-minute celebration by the Liverpool players, after all, this is Anfield, the home of the Reds, and he is not the referee of Manchester United.
When Sturridge returned to the centre circle, he saw the reluctant expressions and anger in the eyes of the United players.
But that's what they're trying to achieve: provoke their opponents' anger, wear down their patience, and then let them lose their rhythm and fall into a complete breakdown!
"Although he fell behind in the opening less than three minutes away, Ferguson still did not leave his seat, and only assistant coach Mike Phelan stood alone in the command area......" Zhan Tianjun was faintly strange, "Is Ferguson really not in a hurry at all?" β
It would be an absolute lie to say that Ferguson was not in a hurry, because anyone could see that the old Scottish man in the camera was already flushed with anger, and the frequency of chewing gum was significantly faster.
"Let Mike lead the team in such an important game...... Was it a mistake? Ferguson couldn't help but complain.
But in fact, even if he personally commanded it, it would be difficult to prevent the unexpected goal just now......
After all, Sturridge almost never scored a header, let alone the back of the head......
"Do you sister dare to come back soon?!" Van Persie looked at the Liverpool players who were walking slowly, and couldn't help but yell, "Do you want to eat a birthday cake in the game?!" β
He and Qin Goodall had been waiting near the center circle for nearly two minutes, and the Dutchman's eyes were about to spark......
"It's okay, Robin." Qin Goode smiled and comforted his teammates, "After all, ...... Daniel is also a friend of mine, so let's make him happy for a while. β
Van Persie glanced back at him: "You're not going to show mercy, are you, Captain Goode?" β
Qin Goode shrugged: "You can tee off, Robin." β
"Drop!"
Clattenburg finally blew the whistle for a restart, and by this time the game had reached the sixth minute.
"Good," shrugged Phil Neville, who had just retired as he took over his brother's role as commentator, "and the goal was scored thirty seconds in the second minute, and it wasn't until four minutes later that the Liverpool players ended their celebrations. β
Sitting across from him was Liverpool legend Jamie Carragher, who had only officially retired this summer, and in the face of Neville's displeasure, he made a dry smile and found a reason: "The Manchester United players didn't protest, so I don't think there's anything wrong with that......
Van Persie pushed the ball and Qin Goode knocked it back to Cleverley behind him, and Manchester United officially kicked off.
Cleverley didn't continue to pass the ball behind him or on the wings because he saw the captain's gesture.
Qin Good's left hand was together, pointing obliquely at his feet, he was asking for the ball!
βyesοΌβ Cleverley isn't particularly smart and may not see the big picture as well as Ginger Scholes, but he knows who the core of this team is. So he didn't hesitate and immediately passed the ball back to Qin Goode near the center circle.
Sturridge was trotting past when he saw a black and white shadow flying towards his friend......
Then, the Manchester United number seven picked up his right leg directly in the center circle!
"Bang!"
The roof in the main stands of Anfield Stadium couldn't help but tremble at this moment!
A black bolt of lightning swept Gerald's hair and soared into the air!
The cold hairs on the back of the Red Army captain's head stood up, and he could only turn around and watch the lightning fly higher and higher, and then suddenly fall!
βbβ¦β¦ B-word pump! β
Zhan Tianjun looked at the afterimage behind the football and muttered the technical term of this big move.
Liverpool's two centre-backs, Skrtel and Ager, didn't have time to retreat into their own box when the lightning bolt spun off the turf and flew past goalkeeper Mignolet's hands and into the back of the net!
Anfield Stadium is silent!
The Reds fans who were thunderous 10 seconds ago were all silent at this moment!
Qin Gude stood on the middle line, and he raised the index finger of his right hand towards the main stand!
It's just the first goal!
βmy-godοΌβ
Carragher held his head and looked like a ghost.
Little Neville shrugged disappreciatively, "I don't know what you're surprised about, Jamie." Didn't you play against him last season? β
Carragher was still covering the back of his head: "He wasn't so perverted at the time!" β
"No run-up! Swing your legs in place! Fly over the entire half! The power is amazing! And there are huge arcs! And also to complete the touchdown near the penalty spot! β
Just as he was yelling, the replay screen gave the distance for the goal.
"It's almost 52 metres (the length of the Anfield turf is 103 metres)!"
Zhan Tianjun shook his head and sighed: "Qin Goode has become a plug-in for Manchester United!" An ultra-long-distance shot of more than 50 meters is as easy to score as a 20-meter free kick! Maybe...... Only full-court marking can limit him? β
"Hehe," Zhang Lu laughed, "That's not necessarily ......"
As if to prove the correctness of Zhang Hehe's words, Rogers immediately instructed Gerald and Lucas to take special care of Qin Goode in defense.
But in this game, Qin Good, who switched to a second striker, stood quite forward, and if you want to keep an eye on him, then Liverpool's midfield is almost completely empty - although Cleverley and Fletcher are not high-level goalscorers, but ignoring their existence like this is probably going to suffer.
But if Gerrard and Lucas, who are relatively good at defending, are not allowed to deal with Qin Goode, but send young men like Coutinho and Aspas who are weak and have thin arms and legs...... I can't keep an eye on the Manchester United captain who is 1.82 meters tall, weighs 78 kilograms, has calf muscles, and his thighs are thicker than their waists!
Not to mention Qin Goode, the 1.70-meter, 68-kilogram Brazilian prodigy Coutinho can't even beat the "waste wood" Darren Fletcher, who suffered from gastrointestinal diseases and lost a lot of weight......
The same was true of the attack this time, Coutinho won the ball from the middle, but did not dare to break directly through the middle of Fletcher and Cleverley, but went to the right of Brazilian compatriot Rafael.
This apparent disdain made Rafael very unhappy, and he showed the spikes at his feet, ruthlessly broke the ball and then passed straight to Valencia in front of him.
Then it was time for the big Valen to put on a show: Ecuador quickly knocked the ball to Fletcher, turned around and ran wildly, and Fletcher made a fairly accurate mid-range pass, allowing Valencia to easily break through the over-pressed Liverpool left wing-back Jose Enrique and go straight into the home team's 30-metre zone!
Van Persie has come to the front of the big penalty area, and Qin Goode is also outflanking from the middle!
The slower Lucas and Gerrard were struggling to chase back behind him, but they were also running without the ball, and the young Gingoud had the upper hand!
There was a sudden gust of wind in front of Liverpool!
Valencia is completely unguarded!
Skrtel and Ager couldn't have lost two of United's strikers and gone wide to make up for it, so he could dribble down the ball in comfort and get the ball into the box before Enrique could get back!
Stick to the ground and invert the triangle pass!
The ball bounced in front of Ager, and the Danish defender reflexively stepped out of a leg, but the movement was too big and he almost strained his hamstring......
"Damn it!" Another central defender, Skrtel, didn't have time to think about it and rushed out of the small penalty area at the speed of a hungry tiger!
As for Van Persie, who he should be guarding, he has long been left behind!
However, his decisive attack did not save everything, and on the line of the big penalty area, Qin Gude rushed to the ground!
His outside instep hit the return pass that came from the ground!
Mignolet's reaction was not unpleasant, but just when he decided to pounce on his left-hand side, Qin Good's heavy cannon had already bombarded the corner of the goal!
"Boom!"
The Anfield doorpost made a "buzzing" sound, and the whole earth seemed to shake slightly.
The Red Army goalkeeper sat down directly on the turf with one leg on his legs.
Qin Gude erected two hands on the line of the big forbidden area, and the index finger and middle finger seemed to form a "V" shape.
2-1οΌ (To be continued.) )