The Etihad was silent, only red shimmering, rising like an unquenchable flame in a vast blue sea.

The fans looked at the kneeling Mackin and was silent, Liverpool was equivalent to digging through their defense in the middle, and the three cannons roared in unison.

Even if it weren't for Mack, Alonso and Gerrard were inseparable in that area.

The two of their central midfielders bowed their heads and were silent, they grabbed a piece just now, and the defense was instantly disrupted by the leaking ball of Mackqin.

"The Mark we know is back!" , Peterson yelled excitedly.

That Macqin is a blockbuster on the field for the first time, a turning tide in the battle of double reds, an unstoppable disregard for records, and a touch of loyalty to the Premier League champion!

He fulfilled one of his dreams across the ocean and changed the wheel of European football history.

Liverpool need a win to shine in the summer haze, they need a win to revive their frustrated fighting spirit, and the fans need a win to stay away from their grief.

Although they still have too much to do, too long to go.

But now, it all starts with a win.

Ma Qin can't help but be excited, he can't help but be crazy, now he is just seventeen, but he is no longer a teenager.

The moment he was a golden boy, it became a shackle, and he could easily face every game before, and every cheer was an honor.

Step by step, he showed everyone how good he was.

The first team, the league rivals, the celebrities, the records, the manager, one after another success ladder was placed in front of him, and he stepped bravely and climbed.

Now, he has seen a landscape, has a group of believers, and every time he plays, he stays outside......

It's anticipation!

He's no longer a kid who needs a goal to make a name for himself, and he's no longer a rookie that people would be surprised with at every turn.

He is the golden boy of Europe!

Now every time he appears on the stage, it will usher in a scrutiny, and what becomes a matter of course will become pressure!

Behind the scenery must be a strong heart, because until this moment, the wind and rain will really hit.

His performance is slightly worse, he will be criticized by the media, and he will be compared with someone by countless people, and he will become the same as Cristiano Ronaldo last year.

If Manchester United can't live without Cristiano Ronaldo, then Liverpool can't do without Mack right now.

They carry it on their shoulders, regardless of age.

The teammates slid to their knees and hugged the roaring Mackin in the sky, and at this moment they realized that even if the club was dissolved tomorrow, they would still perform the last red chapter today.

It's not about the future, it's just the responsibility of this red body.

Whatever he gives you, you have to guard.

"I think I know why Mark is staying at Liverpool", said Peterson, looking at the frenzied Liverpool stands off the pitch, "maybe there is no other place where the fans will treat him as family anymore, he is branded red"

McManaman nodded, recalling: "When I went to Real Madrid, I knew that it would never be home, it was just a stage"

A big stage!

On the other side of the English Channel at the same time, "Goal... al… Al, Messi, Messi, the incomparable Messi, Barcelona leads Atletico Madrid 6:1"

"Oh my God, Pep Guardiola's side are simply not part of the planet, he failed to buy Mark in the summer and had to buy Arsenal's Hleb"

"But now they can't beat it, and I don't know what will become of them if the new European golden boy really comes!"

The game was coming to an end and the commentator was completely conquered by what is now Barcelona, as Pep Guardiola brought absolute control of despair and crushing to the world for the first time.

……

The whole Camp Nou is amazed, it turns out that the ball can be controlled to such an extent, it is desperate!

Etihad, also a teenager, his pursuit of control and Pep Guardiola are so aligned with the goal, the ball, must do everything possible at my feet!

"Is this our home turf?" A little boy in a blue jersey in the stands turned to his dad and asked.

What a tragedy it was, Ireland and Elano tried to steal the ball in vain.

"Liverpool's possession rate has reached 60% in this time," Zhan Jun said, looking at the technical statistics.

Liverpool are nowhere near the kind of control and siege that Barcelona have, but with Alonso and Mackin they have enough to keep the ball at their feet for most of the time.

Alonso's cannon is now locked by Macklin, and the trigger will no longer be easily pressed.

It's a shift in overall style, and Mackin is planning to get the team used to it.

Since the day he became a centrepiece, his focus has not been on one or two games, but on the running of the whole team.

There is a shortage of substitutes, a shortage of strikers, and low morale, which are all priorities for the team.

But it is difficult to solve these problems through the transfer market, not to mention that there is a chaotic board, and even if there is none, it will definitely be too late to dig a hole if you want to eat turnips.

You can only think of a way in terms of technique and tactics.

There are only a few people in Barcelona, and they are not iron men, how can they play more than 60 games in a season?

Because they don't need to run all the time, the team that goes back and forth after a game of physical exertion is too bad.

Barcelona's tempo is actually ridiculously slow, and the tempo is not about the speed of passing, but about the speed of attack and defence.

For example, England used to like long balls and rushes, which is called fast-paced, and sometimes only one ball is needed from defending to attacking the opponent's penalty area.

Like Barcelona now, a team that can even conduct ten minutes if you can't find a gap around it, in fact, watching too much makes people want to sleep.

In the past ten or twenty minutes, Etihad also wants to sleep, Liverpool is not as good as Barcelona, the world is around you, they are passing in the midfield.

As soon as Manchester City get the ball, they will recover it, and then you can pray that Manchester City will not be broken or concede the ball easily, otherwise they will have to regain their old energy, Manchester City did not expect Liverpool to play like this.

They also want the whole team to press forward, but you think it's that easy, just the fitness and running enthusiasm of their front three.

Mark Hughes watched anxiously from the sidelines, with Liverpool's backline barely giving Robinho and Phillips a chance and failing to find the back of the net on the few one-on-one occasions.

"Liverpool played very badly today, without impact and blood, is it still Liverpool?" , Peterson teased with a smile.

'Then you have to look at their bench, it's the Champions League in three days, it doesn't matter how you play, it's the three points that are very important to them and they have to stop the decline,' McCa replied.

It is worth mentioning that the bench has finally been changed to seven people in the Premier League this year, so that the manager finally does not have to worry about bringing people together.

……

"Robinho, all of a sudden, he brushed past Finnen, good chance, Mascherano, perfect tackle, he's going to be a top defensive midfielder," said Janjun, explaining City's attack.

It was one of the few opportunities they had since the start of the tournament, and Elano had a big foot that gave him space to dribble and accelerate.

I passed one but I couldn't get through the second!

Carragher was not there, Aager and Finnan commanded the team's corner defence, and the headers of the three Manchester City centre-backs were quite good.

"Manchester City's corner, Skrtel headed the ball out of the box, Elano was ready to volley long, Mackqin..., he took the first kick and let Elano kick it empty"

He was on the edge of the penalty area, Elano's long-range shot was good, and of course Mackin couldn't let him succeed.

The three people in the front court all came back to defend the corner, and now Mackin has no choice to counterattack at all, he didn't wait for the ball to land, and rushed directly to the side.

From the top of the stadium, it looks like a rich flower blooms from the penalty area where Liverpool is located.

With a "hula" sound, the blue ones rushed to defend themselves, and the red ones followed to attack.

"Counter-attack, counter-attacking from corners," exclaimed Peterson, and although it looked like there was little connection up front, he was confident that Mackin would have a solution.

This is his obsessive self-confidence.

Mackin flicked the outside of his left foot and passed the ball to the left touchline just before the City players in the back tried to pull the defence in.

Liela finally rushed out of the penalty area and rushed forward with the ball, Zabaleta, who stayed behind, originally planned to come over to block Mackqin, but after seeing this, he moved to the side to defend Lela.

Mark Qin continues to rush, rush, rush!

Eager to devote all their strength to this sprint, the Liverpool fans in the stands behind Manchester City saw that the team had fought back again, and they all stood up with a "boom".

"Liela, rush forward with the ball, Makqin points ahead for him to pass, Liela pushes a straight line", Peterson shouted.

Mackin went straight behind Zabaleta and the City fans felt the danger again as Mackin rushed up again.

City's defenders ran desperately back, with Kuyt and Steven Gerrard joining them.

By the time Mackin finally caught up with the ball, he was already in the 45-degree zone of the outside corner of the penalty area, and Ireland was desperately rushing towards him to prevent him from being brought into the box.

Mackin didn't want to take it, he rushed nearly 70 meters, and he didn't have the strength to compete with Ireland to squeeze into the penalty area.

He picked up his left foot, like a full-back's cross, and curled a long curling shot straight just outside the six-yard box at the far post.

It's Gerrard's area, and now it's up to luck to see if he's fast enough to catch up.

Fortunately, their luck finally came back little by little, and Gerrard strode into the big penalty area with a speed of 100 meters sprint.

Looking at the spinning ball, looking at Joe Hart who rushed to the near post in a panic, he sank his waist and stomped his feet on the grass.

"Woo ......", that's the sound of dive bombing.

When the ball came, it was waist-high, and the distance was a little far, so he had no choice but to lean over and head the ball over.

"Gerrard, dive header to the top ......," Peterson shouted, as if he had seen the sight of the ruins of the apocalypse.

Like an eagle soaring low in the sky, the black and white elf is his prey!

"Bang", wonderful collision!

Joe Hart spread his limbs in vain, trying to expand the defensive area, only the ball was faster than him!

"Boom", "roar ......", the red behind the goal jumped up again.

Capture, Etihad!

Listen, it's the fear and howl of the ruins, and look, it's the throbbing chapter of the red wave.

“Goal… al… Al......, Gerrard, Gerrard, bursting header to the top! That's bombing, bombing, bombing", Peterson blushed with irritation.

The blood surged, that was a kind of beauty of strength, and the green muscles burst out!

The whole stadium seemed to hear a kind of explosion, Boom, Boom......

"Gerrard, 2:0, Liverpool scored another goal, the change of coach is like a change of knife, today they are like a rainbow", Zhan Jun shouted.

Sammy Lee's ass was out of his seat when the ball was flying, and with a pop, he jumped up and hugged Hugh next to him.

Liverpool ultimately have to rely on the Liverpudlian to save, both on the pitch and ...... Off the field!

There was silence in the stands at the Etihad, and today they saw the performance of Mr. 70 million Golden Boy.

It's just that it's the sharp blade that the opponent sprinkled on their wounds!

Mubarak's face was impassive, and he had already scolded in his heart, "What a fucking bunch of rubbish, except for making trouble for Lao Tzu, it's useless to fart"

He has already begun to think about how to explain to Mansour the doomed failure of the season.

"Haha", Makqin, who rushed over, jumped on Gerald's back excitedly and enjoyed tonight......