Although Ferguson has already seen Real Madrid as a hypothetical rival in training over the past few days, they will have to face two other opponents in the league before taking on the Bernabeu. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Perhaps too concerned about Real Madrid, when the half-main Manchester United travelled to London to take on West Ham United on 17 April, they were met with an unexpectedly stubborn resistance at the Stadio Olimpic.

It was supposed to be a make-up match for the 29th round of the league, and the Hammers were in the middle of the league with no hope of European qualification or relegation.

But perhaps they don't want to see the league champions too arrogant, and their players are showing an extremely competitive spirit on their home turf. The Hammers didn't have any amazing tricks or supernatural tactics, they just used their physical advantage to break down David De Gea's goal with two powerful headers in the space of 20 minutes, and the centre-back duo of Nemanja Vidic and Rio Ferdinand, who once dominated the Premier League and caused headaches for countless strikers, was almost nothing in front of the opposition.

Under the screen with a 2-0 scoreline, Ferguson's face was extremely ugly, and he left the field early without saying a word, leaving the players to look at the empty dugout to feel his displeasure.

During the break in the Super League, the old man brought his hair dryer into the locker room that he hadn't used for some time.

"yes, that's right, I said we're already league champions, I said we can rotate, but I didn't say we have to lose two in 45 minutes!"

"Hey, Mr. Golden Globe? Premier League MVP? And the vice-captain of Manchester United? Why are you so gentle? Are those guys standing across from you your secret lovers?! His spit squirted directly on the top of the players' heads, "I thought the TNND I sent was all those unweaned babes in the football school!" ”

If this passage could be broadcast on TV, then except for the first two sentences, the whole thing must be a plosive sound that has been eliminated by shielding the dirty words: b, b, b......

After being sprayed with spit all over his face, Vidic led his teammates back onto the pitch.

The West Ham players were still basking in the joy of a two-goal home lead before they were immediately struck by the blow.

The humiliating Wayne Rooney scored a hat-trick in the space of 20 minutes, Van Persie provided two assists, and with a thunderous strike from Goodall Chingude, United scored four goals in the second half to complete the comeback.

Nemanja Vidic and Rio Ferdinand, on the other hand, led their team-mates to form a steely defence, and the Hammers who raged in front of De Gea in the first half were completely absent in the second half, and West Ham even had only one shot on goal in the entire second half.

Ferguson was still not satisfied with the final score of 4-2, and he shook his head repeatedly in his post-match press conference: "If we defended as well against Real Madrid as we did in the first 45 minutes, I think Cristiano Ronaldo would have given us a hat-trick." ”

So three days later, on April 20, Ferguson kicked all the main players who were too relaxed in this make-up game out of the squad, and only the younger David De Gea and the younger Qin Goode got back-to-back starts.

5-0, Qin Goode scored twice plus an assist, the other three goals were divided by Giggs, Hernandez and Cleverley, Scholes sent two sharp long passes, Manchester United's midfield blossomed, almost every player brushed up beautiful data, such a result finally made the old man smile slightly.

But he didn't let the players see too much relaxation on their faces because the real difficulties were yet to come.

A big win only bought the Manchester United players half a day's rest, as they boarded a flight to Spain on the afternoon of the 21st.

"Hey, man," Hernandez, the "little pea" sitting with Chingade, turned his head and asked him, "Did you know that for us players from the Americas, the Bernabeu and the Camp Nou are the equivalent of the temple of football?" ”

Qin Gude smiled and nodded: I also know that you later rented the temple in your heart......

"I really hope to start......" The simple little pea muttered to herself as she looked at the white clouds outside the window.

By the time the plane landed at Madrid airport, it was approaching evening.

Despite this, the Spanish afternoon was still very warm, leaving Manchester United players feeling refreshed by the cold and wet weather in Manchester.

With some of the best clubs in the world in Madrid, it's rare for locals to fanatically follow other teams, especially England teams with a reputation for their lack of skill and brutality.

So it's no surprise that when the whole team walked out of the terminal, there were hardly any enthusiastic fans......

Only a few local media outlets asked a few questions that made people angry.

Like what:

"Sir Alex Ferguson, will challenging Real Madrid make your players feel Alexander? Are you worried that they will play out of order? ”

"Wayne Rooney, as we all know, you used to be Cristiano Ronaldo and you were the best partner, you were called the two best players in the Premier League at the time, but now he is a world-class superstar and you are not in the best shape, do you regret staying at Manchester United? Do you think you're going to be at the top of your game? ”

"Gud-Qin, it was a miracle that you led Borussia Dortmund to the Champions League last year, but now you are facing the team with the most titles in history, do you feel nervous?"

"Hello Nemanja Vidic, Manchester United's backline is on the older side and the youngsters are overwhelmed, do you worry about being beaten into a sieve by Real Madrid's luxurious attacking squad?"

"Hey David De Gea, as Spaniard, you've revealed that your favourite club is Real Madrid, are you taking this game as if you want to prove to the best club in the world that they're worthy of making an offer to Manchester United this summer?"

……

Journalists in the Spanish capital were as smiling as if they had come specifically to provoke the anger of the United players.

If it weren't for Ferguson's presence, Lu Xiaopang, who was like a fire, would probably have punched the head of the garbage that asked him questions.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, Qin Gude followed the club to the hotel.

On the bus, no one was playing or laughing, and almost everyone was looking at the sunset outside the window.

Even if they dominate the Premier League, have the new Ballon d'Or and have the most legendary manager, not everyone in Madrid will be bullish on them.

Ferguson glanced back at the looks of the players in the car, and he suddenly laughed.

Those damn journalists, who think provoking our anger is going to make my players lose their way on the pitch?

Laughing as much as he did was another young man.

His dark eyes sparkled in the reflection of the sunset. (To be continued.) )