To everyone's surprise, Manchester United manager Alex Ferguson was once again absent from the pre-match press conference of the Manchester derby. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He was not even represented by any of the two assistant coaches, but Paul Scholes, who had been retired for less than four months, had just served as a trainee coach and had not even obtained an A-level coaching certificate!

"Uh...... Sir Alex...... His body was a little tired...... That's why I was commissioned to attend this pre-tournament press conference......"

Scholes was visibly cramped in his explanations, so much so that he stammered several times before he could finish - he never sat in that position as the main character.

Manchester City manager Manuel Pellegrini just looked at him coldly.

Old man Ferguson, do you want to provoke my anger?

I'm not Rogers!

"Rene, bring me a glass of sugar."

Ferguson turned to his assistant beside him and ordered.

Muhrensdin hurriedly took a bottle of sugar-free sports drink from the staff and unscrewed the cap for him: "Boss." ”

Ferguson spat out the gum in his mouth, took a long sip of the drink, and said with a smile: "If I can keep it going so well, I think I can do it for another ten years." ”

Both Phelan and Mulensteen laughed awkwardly, "Everybody wants you to keep going, boss." ”

If you do it for another 10 years, how will we take over?

Ten years is of course just a joke, and Ferguson's energy really doesn't allow him to continue in high-intensity work.

But if every game is as easy as it was today, and he doesn't have to worry too much, it may not be difficult to extend it for two or three years.

While they were talking and laughing, there was a dead silence in the home team's dugout a few meters away.

Pellegrini's face was bloodless, and his gaze was even a little glazed.

Along his gaze was a large screen high above the Etihad Stadium, which was flashing with a blinding red light.

In the 85th minute, the score was 1-5.

The home team is in the front, the away team is in the back.

The 10 players in the blue jerseys on the pitch were already walking corpses, and they would only take the red foe to the ground with unnecessary fouls and then give them a free kick.

"Drop!"

A sharp whistle sounded over the pitch.

The referee on duty frustratedly shook his head at Manchester United captain Vincent Kompany, before showing a yellow card to Yaya Toure for a foul.

"Two yellows turned into one red, Manchester City made matters worse, they became nine men in the last minute!" Sky TV's Alan Smith subconsciously shrugged, "And...... They gave the United captain another chance to show off his free-kick footwork. ”

Toure gasped and got up from the ground: he had forgotten to close his feet in a hurry, but Giggs wasn't going to roll seven or eight laps on the grass......

But he had no reason to complain as he did kick the opposing shin guard and the Welshman's performance wasn't too much.

He reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked off the court with his head down.

The Etihad stands were almost dead at the moment, with only a handful of red fans singing their own songs.

The Ivory Coast midfielder did not return to the home bench to watch his team-mates' final struggles, and he went straight back into the player's tunnel without even the manager looking at him.

The last sound he heard was a dull "bang"!

Yaya Toure's face couldn't help but turn white—even though he was black—and she muttered.

That damn Chinese guy!

Next time...... I'm going to kill you!

"Bang!"

Qin Gude opened his eyes involuntarily.

He had just been lying asleep on the club's bus when the body shook visibly and he almost fell out of his seat if it weren't for his seatbelt.

Then the car shook violently again, and the driver had to slam on the brakes.

"Bang!"

“fxxk！” Evra burst out with a foul language, "It's the fans of Manchester City!" ”

On the periphery of the security crowd, several young men dressed in blue were quickly pressed to the ground by the police who heard the sound.

'They smashed our windows with something...... 'Giggs was explaining to the players', 'but unfortunately our glass is bulletproof. ”

"I'm going to criticize Goode and Wayne," Ferguson's voice came from the front, "and you're making them so shameless." ”

Rooney smiled and whistled: "Boss, have you forgotten who told us last season that a small win like 10-0 didn't satisfy you at all?" ”

Hearing only a "swish", Ferguson threw the empty drink bottle in his hand.

"Wayne, do you want to take a break from next week's Champions League game?"

Rooney, who had just scored a hat trick in the derby, immediately rubbed the head coach's shoulders: "Boss, I was wrong, I will play Manchester City in the future, you let me score one, I will never score two, you must take me in the next game!" ”

The teammates behind him were already laughing.

Despite a number of injuries, United's start to the season has not stalled.

The Community Shield and UEFA Super Cup trophies have been moved back to Old Trafford, winning five consecutive league games, and the first round of the Champions League group stage bloodied Bundesliga third runner-up Bayer Leverkusen 8-2 - and Scholes, who coached this campaign, was criticized by the media as "defensive like paper paste", so angry that ginger sweated profusely, but he couldn't scold.

In the first round of the Carabao Cup on 25 September, Ferguson, who had regained the reins of coaching, taught Rodgers another lesson, allowing Liverpool to exit the competition early and concentrate on the league from then on.

When Mulenstin led his side to slaughter West Bromwich Albion, Shakhtar Donetsk and Sunderland in a three-game winning streak of his own, the English media suddenly came to its senses.

They finally discovered something unusual about Manchester United.

The Sun, the first to publish this speculation, is still a pervasive super gossip tabloid, and their reporters used a logic comparable to the Sherlock Holmes detective case to closely analyze Manchester United's opponents and results in the past two months, and combined with the coaches and players present at the press conference, they did a lot of comparison and analysis, and they threw out this question.

"The coaching team frequently goes out behind the scenes, is it being hollowed out or is it deliberately cultivating successors? What exactly is Ferguson doing? ”

Then they used two whole pages to draw their own inferences:

Alex Ferguson is a competitive selection for a successor within Manchester United!

Even Ferguson himself has to express his admiration for these people: "Let the Sun analyze the tactics, I am afraid they can't even distinguish between 442 and 4132, but if they are allowed to chase the wind, they can often get close to the core of the truth......"

He only unveiled the plan to his coaching staff in August, but less than two months later, the media had already guessed his intentions.

As the most influential newspaper in the British Isles, the news attracted huge attention on the day it was published, and Manchester United, which is on the cusp of the storm, has gathered a large number of journalists in their office buildings and training bases in a short period of time.

Then they weren't able to interview a member of the coaching staff.

Because it's another match day for the national team.

Ferguson had taken his wife on vacation a week earlier......

If someone votes on "who is the most comfortable manager in the Premier League", the anxious Pellegrini, Rodgers, Wenger, and Mourinho will definitely vote for this old Scottish man who doesn't go to work every day off, but takes more than anyone else! (To be continued.) )