Ferguson stood on the sidelines.

He raised his wrist and looked at his watch.

Time is running out for Manchester United.

The match lasted 87 minutes.

The score is still 2:2.

Ferguson knew in his heart that if the scoreline lasted until the end of the game, then Chelsea would be the de facto victors of the game. It is here that they will lift their fifth Premier League trophy.

Ferguson glanced at Conte.

The Italian coach is as passionate as ever. He shouted loudly from the sidelines, waved his arms vigorously, and spared no effort to direct the game.

Ferguson could even see the sweat on Conte's forehead.

If Chu Ge saw this scene, he might sigh that this coach left more sweat in a game than some players.

"This coach is really good, the level is quite high." Ferguson gave Conte a high rating.

Ferguson made a bold half-time change to target Chelsea, changing the team's formation from 433 to 3412.

Conte didn't react at first, but after a period of reflection, he made the right choice.

Enhance possession with attacking players, let attackers drop back to assist midfielders to defend Chu Ge, and concentrate superior forces to attack Manchester United's wings...... Conte's on-the-spot changes allowed his side to quickly adapt to United's attacking rhythm and bring the game back to balance.

That's the strength of a top coach.

In the game against Tottenham, Pochettino was also a good manager, but his response was clearly not as good as Conte.

Ferguson had some headaches.

He looked at the players on the pitch.

The players at Manchester United have worked very hard. They fight for the ball, don't give up any chance to score, and work hard to get a better result.

However, Ferguson could clearly feel the movement of his players and was not as calm as before.

Many of the players have even reached the physical bottleneck.

The reason why they are still running is just the blood in their hearts and the pride in their hearts, and they are not allowed to lower their heads and admit defeat.

"If only Ibra were healthy."

Ferguson glanced back at his bench.

Wayne Rooney was substituted by him ten minutes earlier.

Now, Ferguson can't find any player who can come on at this time to break the bottleneck for the team.

"We're still a little bit thin in the squad." Ferguson was a little helpless.

He knows how to deal with it at this time.

Sending a tall striker up front to act as a fulcrum and force Chelsea to shrink their defence can free Chu Ge from the opposition's defender encirclement, thus unleashing United's attacking power; Or a player with a lot of fitness, the ability to carry the ball, the ability to pass and shoot on the wing, and a strong individual ability, can also get good results.

However, Ferguson does not have such a reserve.

It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice.

Even if it is the godfather Ferguson in red, he is helpless in this situation at the moment.

The old man watched the game calmly.

He could accept that outcome.

He has been in football for decades, and he has experienced all kinds of situations.

This year's Manchester United, the team composition is still flawed, the end of the league is a multi-front battle, and it has also suffered a wave of injuries, and the squad is not in order. In such a situation, the lads have been able to fight so hard to get to where they are today and not fall behind the team that finished first, which has exceeded Ferguson's expectations at the start of the season.

Ferguson is already satisfied with a third finish this season.

How could he be dissatisfied with the current results?

Of course, there are regrets about losing the chance to win the title, but like life, football is never perfect.

Let alone.

Manchester United have a future.

"As long as Chu Ge is kept." Ferguson stared at Chu Ge.

This Chinese young man is Manchester United's greatest hope.

……

Chu Ge did not give up.

Or rather, he never knew what giving up was.

He continued to run, looking for any opportunity that might arise.

It's just that, under the opponent's tight chain method, the space he can find is very small, and the chances he can get are very small.

Soccer is a team game most of the time.

No matter how strong an individual is, it is difficult to break through the opponent's entire defense.

Unless.

Miracles happen.

"I don't know what it would be like if I reached the SSS level in the overall ability rating, and whether I would be able to dominate the game as I want and win all the games I want to win."

At the end of an attack, Chu Ge had a whim.

However, he does not dwell on this issue.

He had just reached the SS level, and he was still far from the SSS. The most important thing right now is to help the team win today's game.

"It's really not good, only to be a fool once. As long as there is a chance, I will do my best. This is the last league game! ”

Chu Ge looked at the system panel.

His appreciation point is just over 5,000, which has reached the threshold of "loan" opening skills.

The prerequisite for skill development is to look for a shot that can have at least a 40% success rate, however, at this stage of the game, it is difficult for United to organise an effective attack.

Chu Ge looked at his teammates.

Rashford is still on the sprint.

But it's clear that he's hitting a plateau.

Anthony Martial couldn't run more than ten minutes ago and was replaced by Wayne Rooney. If it was Rooney, who was five years younger, it would definitely give Chu Ge a great boost. However, when Lu Xiaopang becomes Lu Laopang, it will be difficult for him to cause enough problems in the marking of Chelsea defenders.

Lingard was still physically fit, but watching him run around like a headless fly, Chu Ge could hardly have any hope for him.

Lin Huang has always been a unique existence.

The state is completely random.

Even his own mind may not be able to understand what his hands and feet are thinking, let alone anyone else.

Pogba and N'Golo Kante both consume a lot of energy in defence, and it is difficult to free up strength to support Chu Ge.

"What should I do?"

Chu Ge was also a little confused.

……

"Are you going to lose? Are you going to fall in the final round? ”

As time went on, there was less and less time left for the game. The atmosphere at Old Trafford is also getting more and more solemn.

The Theater of Dreams became a library.

Most of the fans didn't say a word.

They stared at the pitch as if waiting for their fate to be decided. Just waiting.

Chu Ge made a pass and a shot to help the team equalize, which made them see the hope of winning the championship in a reversal.

For now, however, that's all there is to it.

As a match, a draw is a reasonable and acceptable result against a match opponent as strong as Chelsea. However, as the final battle of the season and the final battle of the league championship, the draw in this game is no different from a loss and a loss.

A loss or a draw would result in second place in the league.

They have to win to overtake Chelsea and win the title.

……

Abu began to smile.

The Russian boss glanced at the scoreboard.

Ninety-one minutes into the game.

The score is still 2:2.

Fourth, officials signaled that there would be four minutes of stoppage time in the game.

This means that there are only three minutes left before Chelsea lift the trophy.

Abu looked at the game.

The Manchester United players, especially their no.7, still haven't given up.

However, they were obviously lacking in physical fitness, and they basically lost control of the game.

Chelsea players dominated possession.

80 per cent of the winning balance has gone to Chelsea.

Right now.

The entire area of the away team's stands is full of cheerful atmosphere.

Most of the Chelsea fans have already stood up.

They just wait for the referee Bobby Madrid's whistle to record a video and post it on Moments and Twitter to witness their historic moment celebrating the championship with the team on the spot.

It was a perfect night out for Chelsea fans, and even the Old Trafford air was so sweet that it was so sweet.

……

The media were staring at the final moments of this match.

They had written the press release a few minutes in advance. As soon as the whistle blew, their manuscripts were sent to major news agencies as soon as possible, appeared in the newspapers as soon as possible, and seized the online media as soon as possible.

And at this time.

One of their Chinese counterparts, a well-known football app, couldn't help but be the first to send out the news.

"Exclusive! After the Premier League battle, Chelsea finally won the cup! ”

"Exclusive! Data analysis of why Conte's team won the championship, and the style of play of the back three may become the biggest magic weapon! ”

"Exclusive! The past and present of championship coach Antonio Conte! ”

"Exclusive! Costa, an underrated absolute superstar! ”

"Exclusive! Eden Hazard, the Premier League's strongest midfielder helps the Blues reach the top! ”

"Exclusive! ……”

……

Ferguson lifted his wrist to look at his watch.

One minute to go.

The game is over.

Ferguson remembered a concept often hyped up by the English media, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile wryly.

Suddenly.

There was a commotion on the bench.

The old man looked up suddenly.

I saw a white light rising from under Chu Ge's feet, flashing over the Old Trafford stadium.

Like lightning.

Like thunder.

As.

Divine punishment!

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