"Apart from a goal in the seventh second, Manchester United acted like a ball of air in the first 15 minutes, they were completely pressed by Manchester City," Manchester City king Colin Bale, although his hair is gray, but at this time he unceremoniously criticized the performance of his rivals, "Look at the number of shots on goal from both sides, Manchester City have five, Manchester United have only two pitiful. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Cantona retorted: "But it's Manchester United who score, and it's Manchester United who leads. ”

As they spoke, City launched another threatening attack.

The blue moon was in full swing with a big press and David Silva's incisive through ball pierced the air behind Patrice Evra, and full-back Klich cut in at high speed to almost sweep the ball into the box from the bottom line.

Rio Ferdinand and Evans were still pulling with Aguero, the other was not back in position at all, and they let Balotelli smash into the six-yard box!

“super…… mario！ wow！ Bale was about to celebrate his home side when Balotelli's volley from six or seven metres in front of goal flew straight into the sky.

Bell was speechless, and Cantona couldn't stand up with a straight laugh: "Yes! i-love-super-mario！ ”

"Why him again?!" Alan Smith shook his head, "He's already wasted two must-score chances!" ”

Why him again?

Because compared to Aguero, who can score consistently, Ba Shen is a famous nerve knife!

When he was in hot form, Balotelli was able to kill all sides with three goals in the first half; But when the state is up and down, the Italian golden boy can also let go of the single ball in front of him and "think about life" - wasn't that the last European Championship? After his teammates finally created an opportunity to face the goal with a scramble, Ba Shen, who received the ball, faced Casillas, who was like a great enemy, but his brain suddenly short-circuited, he neither accelerated, nor shot, nor shook left and right to deceive the opponent, but chose to slow down and think about what to drink, what song to sing, what to soak, what fireworks, and to burn his house after the game......

Since thinking about life in the European Championship, Balotelli's form has suddenly plummeted, and his goals this season are not as good as Rooney's before the injury, so it is not unreasonable for Ferdinand to choose to defend Aguero, and Balotelli really lived up to his trust, facing Casillas's first successor in the Spanish national team, David De Gea, he did not hesitate to fly.

"The timing is good, but the power is too great!" Balotelli gave Krich a thumbs up and explained why he didn't shoot on target.

Chrissy pouted and returned to his defensive area.

Instead of strictly following Ferguson's tactical instructions to switch positions with Rooney, he chose to retreat instead.

Of course, he has his own considerations: Rooney's ability to handle the ball is not much better than mine, so that his front waist is not the same as Yaya Toure or someone else?

So he has to create space for himself to speed up with the ball!

However, as soon as he received Ferdinand's pass and was about to turn forward, his waist was pushed up, and his center of gravity was suddenly deflected!

"Oops! Yaya Toure followed behind Qin Goode like a shadow! He didn't give Gude any chance to catch the ball at all! Zhan Tianjun couldn't help but sigh for him, "As soon as this goal is lost, Manchester City is a great opportunity to counterattack!" ”

Indeed, when Yaya Toure stretched out his long legs from behind, Aguero, Balotelli, Nasri, and Silva in front of him immediately turned around and crossed Manchester United's back line.

They have a lot of confidence in the Ivory Coast midfield!

Yaya Toure, who fights with all her might, really can't find too many opponents on this planet!

Toure's long legs went around Qin Goode, ready to hook the ball out, and then launch a counterattack.

But his toes only kicked a ball of air!

"Crotch?!" Zhang Lu was dumbfounded!

Qin Good, who had already been pushed to the ground by Toure, knocked the ball back between Toure's legs with his heel!

Then Qin Gude rolled on the turf and then bounced to the ground, and without hesitation, he stepped to catch up with the ball!

It was only at this time that Toure woke up from a dream, but he was already too far behind the other party!

And because the other teammates in the front field have rushed to Manchester United's backline, near the huge center circle...... There is only one Manchester City player in Barry!

They left Qin Gude with a flat plain that was more than twenty meters long!

"Manchester City's midfield is completely disjointed!" Zhan Tianjun's voice reinvigorated, "The quick counterattack they wanted was directly cut off in the bud by Qin Good! ”

Qin Goode didn't have a one-on-one show, because in this distance of more than 50 meters, neither Yaya Toure nor Kompany were fuel-efficient lamps, so he chose to split the side before speeding up.

"It seems that he is not irritated by Yaya Toure's actions, his vision and the big picture are still there." Ferguson, who was on the sidelines, nodded slightly.

Valencia dribbled the ball and went straight behind Klich, and City's entire defence immediately came under intense pressure.

Vincent Kompany directed his team-mates back quickly, their attention focused on Valencia, who were rushing forward with the ball, and Van Persie and Rooney, who were looking for space.

As for Qin Goode, except for Yaya Toure, who was chasing, no one cared about him at all!

In this way, the distance between Qin Gude and the guard line becomes larger, and he can continue to gallop on the grassland of a flat river!

However, as Kompany was rapidly retreating, his eyes inadvertently saw Valencia's small movements: the Ecuadorian winger shook off Klich half of the body and suddenly smashed the ball with his right foot, and the ball flew diagonally against the turf towards the empty middle.

The Manchester City captain hurriedly saved the penalty area, even if it would leave Rooney unattended, but he must not let Qin Goode face the goal so easily and comfortably and pick up his thighs!

However, Qin Gude did not slow down at all, he just raised his right foot when the ball arrived, and the football jumped from Kompany's shoulder to him!

Qin Gude continued to speed up and swept past him!

The Manchester City captain is completely empty!

Kompany jerked his body and tried to change direction to chase back, but the inertia was too great to make his feet completely disobedient, and his left ankle was even more sore, and then the whole person sat down on the turf.

The stands at the Etihad Stadium reached the peak of boos in an instant, and the fans of the Blue Moon thought that they could stop Qin Good's attack by relying on their voices.

However, Nastasic has been pinned down by Van Persie, Joe Hart has to be distracted by the free Rooney, Zabaleta and Klich have no chance to make up the middle, everyone seems to be frozen in this moment, they can only watch Qin Goode break through the experienced Kompany head-on with a simple but unreal pick, and then burst into the penalty area!

Manchester City goalkeeper Joe Hart's eyes widened as United's red number 7 turned slightly sideways in the midst of a quick run, picking up his right leg against the falling football!

"Bang!"

There was a loud muffled bang that booed the entire Etihad Stadium.

"Volley!" Zhan Tianjun clenched his fists and roared.

"Huh!"

The football dragged a long phantom like a shooting star, rubbed against the scorching air, whistled into the net, stirring up a snow-white net, and Joe Hart was like a wooden man, standing on the goal line and unresponsive!

The boos disappeared in an instant, and the 48,000-seat Etihad Stadium fell silent!

2-0！

Qin Gude raised the index finger of his right hand, gently put it to his mouth, and smiled towards the stands.

What traitor?

What nurturing grace?

It's noisy!

Shut up, please! (To be continued.) )