Chapter 235: If it doesn't work, let me go
"Alonso takes a quick free-kick..."
"Back point Hyypia!"
"Entered!"
Zhan Jun roared, so excited that his glasses fell into his arms.
It's no wonder that Zhan Jun is so out of shape, no Liverpudlian can be immune to such a goal, and no Manchester United can let go of such a goal.
Bei Bald raised his arms and swayed back and forth on the sidelines, in sharp contrast to the old man who waved fiercely on the other side.
"Fake, which side are you on? Don't forget this is Old Trafford, this is Manchester United! The old lord roared at the fourth official.
"Don't excite Sir Alex Ferguson." The fourth official, who seemed to be experienced in dealing with such situations, replied with a smile and a calm tone, "I know this is Old Trafford, of course we have to play by the rules and not let the United players suffer any grievances..."
"Grievance? Isn't this called grievance? The old lord's spat poured down and fell like raindrops on the face of the fourth official. This is a goal for the bandits! It doesn't count! ”
However, no matter how angry the old man was, the fourth official still had a smiling expression, as if he was a robot, repeating the same sentence over and over again - "Don't worry Sir Alex Ferguson, we will handle this game fairly!" ”
QTMD handled it impartially, and the score on the big screen has been rewritten to 0-1. How do I explain this to the fans? How does this make Manchester United explain to the fans?
"Let's relive the whole goal process again..."Liverpool's goal Zhan Jun never gets tired of watching, and like other Liverpool fans, Zhan Jun is as comfortable as drinking a bottle of ice water in the summer when he sees his rival's goal breached.
"Now let's read the letters from our fan friends."
"A friend with the tail number 8637 sent a text message saying: Manchester United were too careless, maybe they never thought that they would be scored such a goal at Old Trafford." Huang Jianxiang smiled and read a letter from a fan.
"yes, Alonso handled the ball so neatly! Directly hit Manchester United by surprise. Zhan Jun hurriedly echoed.
A friend with the tail number 9912 also sent a text message, saying that he was a Manchester United fan and that he was unhappy to see Liverpool score every time he saw the double red club. But I don't know why, I was relieved to see Liverpool score this time, as if a stone had fallen to the ground in my heart, and I don't know why. ”
"Do you need to ask? It must be because of Tang Wu! Zhan Jun laughed twice, "If Dong Fangzhuo scores a goal for Manchester United in Liverpool, I don't think the Reds fans will be unable to think about it!" ”
"Old wave netizens drove the saw blade week 138xxxxxxxxx message: What does Tang Wu's gesture mean? Is it going to go in two? ”
"Two?"
Zhan Jun and Huang Jianxiang had question marks on their faces.
When they looked at the screen together, they couldn't help but sweat profusely again.
Tang Wu, what are you doing!
If you do this, it will be difficult for us to explain to the director!
In the Liverpool backfield, Tang Wu shook his wrist back and forth alone, and dedicated the two middle fingers of his left hand to nearly 10,000 Manchester United fans behind him.
When he saw the referee glaring at him angrily, he quickly retracted his hand, and at the same time peeked at the referee with his peripheral vision, looking like Mr. Bean who had done something wrong.
"This little guy's gestures aren't so friendly! Ha ha. Looking at Tang Wu's "contrived" expression, Sir Bobby Charlton laughed.
As an old man, he has long passed the age of thinking about young people.
In the eyes of Bobby Charlton, the young Tang Wu was like a child who did not grow up, showing off the candy in his hand in front of the "enemy".
"Hehe, if this kid continues like this, he will suffer." Along with Charlton were a group of old guys, who stroked their beards and watched Tang Wu's "performance" with a smile on their faces.
In their opinion, football is like this, and young people are like this! The vibrant, combative green field is the place that can accommodate the world's number one sport.
Sometimes, a brilliant goal, a solid defence, a good save can be the spark that ignites the morale of a team-mate.
This is especially true for a passionate team like Liverpool.
Tang Wu's brilliant play at the back allowed the frontcourt players to give it a go, and without the pressure of "defensive shackles", Alonso gave full play to his playmaking skills in the midfield.
After taking the lead, Liverpool started to play more aggressively. At Old Trafford, the home team in red has a tendency to be pressed.
This is no longer a problem that can be solved by the roar of the fans!
In the 43rd minute, Garcia forced a breakthrough on the wing, this time he did not pass the ball but continued to carry the ball forward, bursting into the big penalty area and shooting straight away.
The kick was so fast and tricky that the whole Old Trafford shuddered.
Carroll reacted quickly and stretched out in time to save the ball to resolve the crisis.
But soon Liverpool took a corner, the ball was cleared by Ferdinand, and Gerrard, who was at the top of the box, also returned the mark.
But unfortunately, the ball was a little higher and flew off the bottom line by grazing the crossbar.
Liverpool blossomed more, and it seemed that anyone in the front field could be "covered" with a kick.
However, fortunately, there was not much time left in the first half, and Manchester United only "struggled" for more than five minutes in extra time, and then lowered his head under the referee's whistle and walked into the players' tunnel in a gloomy manner.
"Captain, that ball is so beautiful!" There is only one captain in Gerald's mouth, and that is the old captain Hyypia.
"It's Harvey." Hyypia waved his hand, "I didn't expect Xavi to pass the ball suddenly, and by the time I ran there according to the look he gave, the ball was already flying in front of my eyes." ”
"It's Manchester United's own problem! They thought that this was the home stadium and relaxed their nerves, which was going to suffer a big loss! "Alonso is also very humble. To be able to mix an assist for Liverpool at Old Trafford, he is already a hero of Liverpool!
As the Reds discussed the experience of the first half with each other, Gerrard suddenly deliberately shouted: "Hey, this is not our 'fingers man' (fingers here refer to Tang Wu's middle finger and are plural)'!" How's it going, how did you feel on your Liverpool debut? ”
Hearing such a peculiar nickname, the other Liverpool players also stopped and looked at Tang Wu with a smile.
"Fack! Not your idea yet? Tang Wu scolded, "I'm miserable now, those Manchester United fans said they were going to kill me!" If I hadn't dodged so fast, I might have been smashed in the head by those angry guys! ”
Although Tang Wu scolded and scolded on his lips, he couldn't see any "guilt" or "regret" on his face.
No matter how much the United players hated him, he returned to the tunnel uneventful. Because the first time he gave the fans the middle finger, they threw everything they could throw around.
"How's Tom, how does it feel?" Gerald put his arm directly around Tang Wu's neck, as close as a comrade-in-arms for many years.
Perhaps there was still some rustiness and estrangement between the Reds and Tang Wu before this, but after the half-time with Manchester United, all the Reds regarded Tang Wu as a part of their own side. As for whether Tang Wu saved Liverpool from the Champions League last year, he has long been forgotten by this group of guys.
"It feels great!" Tang Wu clapped his fists, "With me, those men don't want to score!" ”
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"Is it that hard to score a goal?"
In the home team's locker room, after closing the door, the old gentleman split his head and covered his face.
It's not hard!
The ratio of shots on goal in the first half was 16 to 5, while the ratio of shots on target was 6 to 2. But it was those two kicks that hit the woodwork and resulted in a goal for Liverpool.
Ruud van Nistelrooy, Ryan Giggs, Paul Scholes, Rio Ferdinand, Ronaldo, Keane and other Red Devils players all bowed their heads and remained silent.
They wanted to argue, but they couldn't.
Bad luck? The opponent's defensive position is too dense? Or is the opposing goalkeeper too heroic?
Neither of them can be a reason for United to fall behind their rivals at Old Trafford.
Especially Xiao Xiao Luo.
A handsome face under the towel was distorted to the point of deformation, and although his fists were clenched and his whole body trembled, he did not stand up and defend himself after all.
How close was his shot to the goal?
It's just a few centimeters away, but it's like a moat, keeping him out of the hero's door.
Xiao Xiaoluo wanted to stand up and roar to vent his dissatisfaction; He also wanted to loudly promise the coach and make a military order in public.
But every time I thought of Tang Wu's expression when he grabbed the ball with one hand and raised his arms flat, the words that just came to his mouth were swallowed back.
What a grim face that was!
Tang Wu's self-confidence actually shook Xiao Xiaoluo's heart.
The young Portuguese players have their own pride, but also their own reserves. Before he was sure, he didn't want to boast about Haikou arrogantly.
This is the Premier League, not the Portuguese Super League.
He needs to prove his quality with his practice and he needs to use his efforts to equalise for the home team.
Just as Ronaldo was cheering himself up and thinking about how to deal with it in the second half, a tepid voice suddenly came from the corner of the Manchester United dressing room.
"Is it really that hard to get into Liverpool's door?"
Everyone looked for prestige, and Lu Xiaopang stood in place twisting his bucket-like waist, his face full of ease.
"Why don't you let me try?"