Chapter 57: If you don't accept it, you will do it
With a goal down, Tottenham stepped onto the White Hart Lane pitch and the fans did not give up, singing the Tottenham anthem in unison to encourage the players.
Ming Yi looked at Pogba, Martial and other players trembled involuntarily with excitement.
I'm going to play against them, he's a World Champion and I was thrilled to get an autograph from a Super League player, and now I'm playing with such a top star.
Stadium radio is broadcasting Tottenham's second-half personnel changes.
'Tottenham made the first change in the second half, with Lamela being substituted and coming on was a 17-year-old No.38 from China, a wonder boy from China who has played well in the last two games.
When the on-site commentator stretched out his voice, he shouted, "Ming... One...", the fans immediately shouted "Xu...", with the highest voice.
Touched by the enthusiasm of the fans, he waved to the fans in the quad stands and thanked them for their support.
"Hey, Chinese boy, are you popular, it's a pity that after this game, they will see your true character." On the left side, Master La, who was in the opposite position with Ming, began to pour cold water.
made a mockery in front of such enthusiastic fans, making it clear that he couldn't get along with me. I don't dare to pack a ticket to play football, but when it comes to quarrels, Young Master Ben has never lost, and Ming Yi can't help but be angry.
"Really? If someone else says this, it doesn't matter, but you dare to say big things? The worst No. 10 in Manchester United's history. I think Manchester United is really going down, you can wear No. 10 at your level, you're here to tease B. β
Master La: "You! Little cub, this is our team's business, how old are you? What qualifications do you have? β
Mingyi: "I wear No. 38, naturally I am the worst player in the team, do you want to spray my number?" Come on, whatever you want, I'll fart. β
"Okay, stop arguing, what are you angry with a child, get ready for the game!" B Fei motioned to Master La to stop arguing, and the implication was that you can't say others, so don't be ashamed.
Ming Yi: "There is finally someone who understands things, it doesn't matter, we Chinese pay the most attention to courtesy and exchanges, no one has to talk nonsense, on the pitch will talk about football, and if you don't accept it, you will do it." β
With the referee's whistle, the second half began, with Manchester United kicking off in the centre circle.
Striker Anthony Martial passed the ball back to Bruno Fernandes behind him, as usual.
B Fei was not in a hurry and passed the ball back to the defender Nemanja Matic.
Tottenham continued to adjust the 433 formation in the first half to the 451 formation. Several midfielders pressed forward quickly as soon as the game started, fighting for the initiative in midfield possession. The Red Devils, on the other hand, are clearly prepared, and they are not in a hurry to move forward, but are trying to stabilize their position in the opening game and look for opportunities to make another effort.
"Come on, don't let them pass the ball easily!"
"Yes, you have to grab it together, and you can't let the striker be used as a monkey!"
"You can keep an eye on people, I'll rob them!" Ming Yiyi saw that the big brothers were all chrysalis, how could he, as a young brother, sit idly by.
He rushed left and right, and his teammates helped defend against the opposition players in their respective areas.
Son Heung-min haunts the handover area defended by several United players like a ghost, and can immediately counter-attack once the ball is broken.
Manchester United's Fernandes are the playmaker at the heart of the midfield, with solid and practical skills at his feet, while Hojbjerg is inseparable from him. Pogba's area is where Lucas Jr. is in charge of interference.
It didn't take long for United's two major passers to be contained, as United's possession gradually moved back, the midfielders' receiving points were blocked, and defenders had to choose to pass back to the goalkeeper.
De Gea is not the kind of goalkeeper with great skill at his feet, and when he saw Mingichi pressing up at high speed, he didn't dare to slack off, and he opened his foot forward with a slight adjustment.
Even if you lose possession, it can't happen in the heart of the box.
De Gea's feet were so powerful that a big foot drove the ball to Tottenham's penalty area, and Tottenham centre-back Alexis Sanchez headed back to goalkeeper Lloris, who held the ball firmly.
"Guys, now that we're in possession of the ball, give them some color!" Lloris tossed the ball to full-back RegierΓ³n, who began to accelerate forward when he saw that there was no one around him.
But before he could get past halftime, Aoki came from midfield to defend, and Reguilon didn't want to fight hard and passed the ball to Ndembele in the middle. Aoki, on the other hand, was very agile and approached Ndenbele as soon as he turned around.
"You're useless, the ball is mine." Aoki's old tactics, even intimidating and provoking, were designed to make Ndenbele emotionally flustered, and he profited from it.
How could Ndenbele, who had calmed down after the break, not know the intentions of this kid Aoki, he turned around and steadily passed the ball back to the central defender, and Aoki pounced.
Aoki: "Hey, stupid big man, why don't you bump into me this time, are you afraid?" Haha, you're such a coward! β
Ndenbele: ", stinky boy, I don't have time to deal with you." If you want to touch the end of the game, you can come casually, and I will accompany you! β
Aoki: "Haha, it's really cowardly, oops, it's boring, it's boring, I didn't expect the Tottenham players to be cowards." β
Aoki is like a little fly, running everywhere he goes, and he keeps looking for someone to talk about it, which makes the Tottenham players flustered and has the heart to beat him.
Tottenham reorganized and shifted the focus of attack to Aurier on the right.
When Master Ra saw Aurier attacking his own half with the ball, he did not rush forward to press, but kept an appropriate distance from Aurier and gradually retreated.
In this way, the distance between Aurier and Akichi becomes shorter and shorter, and the passing gradually loses its meaning.
Aurier saw that there was too little space to play together, so he could only adjust the return of the pass to central defender Dier. Attempts on Tottenham's left and right have come to an end.
"Musa, catch the ball."
Dier passed the ball to Musa Sissoko, who passed the ball to the new Akiichi for his first touch of the game.
But as soon as he got the ball, the master immediately followed.
Master La: "Boy, come on, let's go it alone, we have the ability to beat me." β
Master La is tall and has long legs, and he is nearly 1.9 meters tall, standing in front of Ming Yi, which is undoubtedly an invisible pressure. Ming Yi didn't talk, but took the ball to the place where the number of people in the midfield was small, he brought it all the way, and Master La followed all the way, and he still had words in his mouth.
"It's so cowardly at a young age, why does Mourinho use it for everyone? It seems that he is really confused. β
"Mingyi, here!" A familiar voice suddenly sounded in Mingyi's ears. Ming knew it was Sun Xingmin when he heard it! He immediately turned around and passed the ball to Son Heungmin, after which he quickly ran out of the gap and got rid of Master La.
He just ran out of the space, and Son Heung-min passed the ball back, which was a classic 2-over-1 combination. A clever exchange of passes between the two got rid of Rashford's defence.