A certain moment in life, or a certain period, is like a corner at an intersection, carrying us into a journey that we have never faced, a new beginning.

Then fate, as promised, only after experiencing a complete life, can you know what is called ...... Destiny.

For Manchester United tonight, their fate was kicked by a teenager into a fork in the road that even he didn't know, and they drifted away, and their backs were more than enough.

And Mackin and his beloved Liverpool lit their brightest fireworks, shining brightly.

"England's Ancient Legend Martin Peters Returns Old Trafford ......", Peterson and McManaman roared with excitement!

All the commentators or celebrities in England who followed the match stood up and applauded!

In 1966, the ancient legend was a hero to England's World Cup triumph with Bobby Charlton in the stands.

History can be found, only he once staged a senior at Old Trafford in 1972, in addition, in the 100-year history of Old Trafford, there is no one who has this achievement!

As the ball slowly crossed the goal line, the whole stadium roared, and the east stand collectively stood up, raised their hands high, and bowed.

The fans in the stadium gave a standing ovation and endured for a long time, they are fans who respect the history of football, and even if they hate their enemies, it will not affect their tribute to the legend.

Martin Peters, a legend of Bobby Charlton's generation, is unknown to many people just because the club he plays for is not a big club.

He is an attacking midfielder similar to Macken, with delicate skills, broad vision and excellent vision of the big picture.

Walking in the footsteps of a generation of legends, tonight, he dreams of returning to the previous dynasty!

Bobby Charlton slapped his face with a smile, looking at the teenager on the court who was still a little ignorant and didn't know what was happening, as if he had returned to the eventful years more than 40 years ago.

It was England's only world glory, and he and his old buddies, including Martin Peters, were dressed in white and battleground.

Now more than 40 years have passed, many old guys are no longer there, and he has used the years to lay the foundation and achieve a generation of celebrities!

This teenager wearing the number 18, even if he is a sworn enemy of Manchester United, he still admires and likes it very much, he has a different temperament, which belongs to the temperament of this green field.

He decided to do something shocking and go to their dressing room to talk to him.

In the eyes of these old antiques, the so-called club grievances are just a passing moment in a hundred years of history.

Makqin only thought that he had scored another goal, which was very cool, and today he was completely refreshed, and then he ushered in this strange scene.

It's reasonable to say that your own fans are top-notch, but what is the situation with the standing ovation of your Manchester United fans?

Completely convinced?

Just when he was still confused and thought that he was Athena's faction, and finally the small universe exploded, inspiring countless believers, Carragher ran to him and hugged his legs.

It scared him!

Mark Qin: "Team Vice, what are you going to do?" ”

Carragher: "Don't talk nonsense, get your feet up"

Macklin: "That's not good," he said, putting his foot on his half-squatted thigh.

Carragher: "You don't know how shocking you are today"

Rub Rub ......

Makqin: "It's not so shocking."

Rub Rub ......

Carragher: "It seems that I need to give you a lesson in the history of football in this country when I go back"

Rub Rub ......

"He deserves the honour," Peterson exclaimed, "with a standing ovation, Carragher shining his shoes, and all the English players on the pitch applauding him again"

"That's right", Maika said movingly, "this is another tribute to the legend, the same Old Trafford, the same position, maybe a new generation of legends, tonight, will set sail from Liverpool"

Seeing this warm scene of hello and hello, players of other nationalities or fans who don't know much about this history are also blindsided, and they don't know what's wrong with the world at all!

"What's the situation, why do you suddenly feel like the spirit of the king has exploded, and it has blinded my 24k krypton gold dog eyes", and a lot ......of decryption parties appeared on the Internet in an instant.

"That's right, the senior is happy, it's not like that, Liverpool is Manchester United's sworn enemy", someone replied.

No one responded for a long time, and immediately someone went to the sine live broadcast platform Aite Zhanjun. He and Zhang Lu also stared at each other with big eyes, how could foreigners know this kind of history.

I had no choice but to ask the director to quickly contact my counterparts in the UK, but now the speed of the network is fast, and within two minutes, the director figured out what happened.

"Audience friends, we have just gotten the information about the situation at Old Trafford," Zhan Jun said, holding on to the headset, "Makqin has just equalled the record of England legend Martin Peters and became the second ......"

"Scattering flowers, Mr. Ma is on the historical glory list, starting a legendary journey, building buildings", there was a shout on the Internet.

"New fans pass by and say that the alien Ronaldo has never heard of it, who is this Peters?" , there are fans who replied.

"In short, it's an old antique that used to be very good!"

The Echo: Drawing on legend, Prince Anfield writes a new chapter at Old Trafford!

The Times: Old Trafford is back in the picture!

The Guardian: The second person in a hundred years of history!

The Mirror: The new legend is not yet seventeen years old!

"The Sun": Mark has a double harvest on the love field, and his girlfriend is the daughter of a rich man!

The British media network has now been completely swept up by Mackin and is full of his news.

In the stadium, Carragher helped Mack Qin make a shoeshine celebration, and Clattenburg blew the whistle in his hand.

He believes no one cares about the slightest error in time now, and the game was over the moment that Mark's final goal crossed the goal line.

Journalists, benches, and the coaching staff all rushed to the pitch to celebrate the decisive moment.

Mackin was held up by his teammates, one arm and one thigh, thrown high, dropped, and thrown again.

He is a well-deserved hero of this game!

The fans inside and outside the stadium, no one wants to leave, they are all waiting for Mackqin, even if he shows up and smiles at them, they will be content.

Torres sat on the bench with an ice pack and looked at the bustling stadium, excited and a little jealous.

No matter how many goals he scores, he doesn't have as much weight as Mackqin's goals in this game.

Fans may remember him for the rest of their lives, and maybe when they talk about this year's championships, Manchester United, or Old Trafford, Reds fans can't avoid one name: Mark!

They could proudly raise four fingers at the United fans and walk past them with their heads held high.

This glory will be remembered in the history of the Liverpool team, and the memories of the fans, just like the deeds of Bill Shankly, have been praised and passed down from generation to generation!

What a lucky guy!

The Manchester United players walked down the tunnel with their heads down, the moment did not belong to them, it did not belong to Manchester United, and Ferguson stood on the sidelines and patted them on the back one by one.

The game is over, but he doesn't have the anger and loss in the process of the game, if he loses, he loses, and in the future, they can win back sooner or later.

"Boy, the season isn't over yet, keep your head up", Ferguson patted Ronaldo with his head down.

Ronaldo raised his head in confusion, this game was completely tormenting for him, from his debut to Manchester United's smooth sailing, he has never suffered such a setback.

Kicked off the championship with a kick in front of the house!

"If you just admit defeat, your achievements will stop there, and we don't have to play in the Champions League, we won't win anyway", Ferguson looked at him seriously with his pockets in his pocket, not angry and arrogant.

Ronaldo's sloppy eyes gradually focused, secretly ruthless, and nodded heavily, "Boss, I understand"

Despite their reluctance, the Manchester United players and coaching staff all walked out en masse, leaving the moment of celebration for Liverpool, equalling the legendary record, leaving them to swallow the bitter fruit with their noses pinched, and even unable to chase away.

"Sir Alex Ferguson, do you think the title race is over? And why did Manchester United lose this time? There were reporters waiting early in the passage.

The loser is the first to be interviewed, what a nonsense unspoken rule!

However, Ferguson is now a rare moment of relaxation, and the loss made him put down the league, and face or something is just a tool.

"Yes, there are seven rounds left, the title race is over, this year's champion will be Liverpool, I have won them for more than ten years, this year they won once", Ferguson shrugged, "Tigers have a nap time"

"Huh", the reporter area immediately became noisy, but it was difficult to hear Lord Fu say defeat in the past.

'As for our performance today, I don't think it was as bad as the score, it's just that tonight there was an all-powerful Mark who took everything from the first minute'

"Are you angry that someone else has played a quadruple at Old Trafford for the first time in office?"

Ferguson shook his head, "No, I wasn't mad when the aliens scored my first away hat-trick here five years ago"

"It's still the same today", he said with a smile, "there will always be such a player on this green field, and one night, all your tactics and playing arrangements will be invalid"

He gestured to a little knuckle, "And they just need that kind of flash, that's what the stars do."

After saying that, he put it in his pocket again, "Mark is such a player, Ronaldo, Rooney, Tevez, Torres, they are all them, but tonight Mark is in good shape and has better luck"

……

The stadium is brightly lit and Liverpool ...... tonight Sleepless!

Steven Gerrard is bowing to the visiting stands with his team-mates thanking him, and at Old Trafford it's a great feeling!

He put his arm around Macklin's shoulders and stood at the front of the line, allowing him to enjoy the cheers of the fans who were still worshipping.

Tonight, he will thrive in the hearts of Liverpool fans, and when he gets the trophy, they will remain in the imprint of Liverpool's history.

He couldn't even help but reddened his eyes, he had waited too long for this moment, he was already about to pass his prime, he didn't even know if he could wait until that day.

But tonight he knew, and exhaled the melancholy breath that had been deposited for a long time, and he only felt refreshed.

"Mark, thank you", he said, "Hugh came to me and asked me to take care of the teenager, but I didn't expect it to ...... so soon"

"Hey, hey"

"Mark?"

"Hey, hey, it's so cool......"

Marc Qin had just been told by Carragher what his performance tonight had triggered the hidden plot, and now he was completely caught up in praise and self-praise, and he couldn't hear the outside world at all.

"Cow Pen, Mark"

"You're so big, Wahaha"

"I think you're pretty good......"

Gerald turned his head to look at Mackin who had fallen into a soulful self-congratulatory mode, shook his head and smiled, and patted him on the shoulder.

This kind of glorious moment, let him enjoy it to the fullest, how many moments like today can there be in the life of a football player?

Even if it's yourself, you can't help yourself, let alone a child who is less than seventeen years old......