Old trafford.

Countless fans in the East Stand raised their middle fingers at Clattenburg with hideous faces, in a vain attempt to choose someone to devour!

"F**K, this hellish Clattenberg bitch must have taken black money, I'm going to shoot him!" , the half-drunk fans in the bar were all indignant.

With the cracking sound of "pop" and "pop", countless wine glasses smashed angrily to the ground, scattering glass ballasts all over the ground.

"Damn, him, him!"

"Hurry up and get the blast police, hurry up and get the blast police, there's some commotion outside the stadium," a police officer who was maintaining order shouted into the intercom.

Regardless of whether it is right or wrong, the punishment of a person in such an important game will completely ignite the already fearful and fragile psychology of the fans, and turn into boundless anger!

Mascherano was playing lonely, and Carragher and Gerrard hurriedly called the players over to stabilize everyone's mood.

Benitez frowned and walked back and forth a few steps, finally turned around and stopped Lucas, who was about to change clothes, and asked Sami Lee, who was about to hand over the exchange application, to withdraw him.

Putting Lucas back on the bench, he ultimately didn't make up his mind to replace Mack to strengthen the defense.

The current Mackin is no longer something he can replace if he wants to, and he has to consider his emotions.

What's more, Macqin's state today also makes me look forward to it, and he has a flash of inspiration on the field, and he may be able to solve the problem.

Even if he is very apprehensive in his heart, he must suppress the desire to die, where holding on is equivalent to digging his own grave.

"Dirk (Kuyt)", he shouted to the pitch as Mascherano came off the pitch, while making a pull back gesture and pointing to the right flank.

"Steven, you go back to the middle", he shouted to Gerrard, who was ready to let Kuyt play as a right winger and Gerrard back to play in central midfield.

Mascherano walked to the sidelines and pulled down his shirt, Sami Lee put his coat on him and patted him on the head, "Don't be upset, Javier, it's not your fault"

He nodded, and without returning to the bench, he stood outside the aisle with his clothes on, his eyes firmly fixed on the court.

Cristiano Ronaldo's long-distance free kick put an anti-aircraft gun, and he was angry and kept his head down and didn't know what to say.

Made, slut, deserved, Mascherano scolded in his heart.

There are always many players in this world who will do anything to win, and they have a strong desire to survive, Jordan, Maradona, Cristiano Ronaldo, and later the striker Suarez.

It may be a bit derogatory to say that they are unscrupulous, or it is better to be informal, and their desire to win is commendable.

"Kuyt is back on the right wing, is Benitez going to play Mark as a lone striker?" , Peterson saw the position of the Liverpool player and questioned.

"It looks like this", McManaman said with a frown: "In this case, the counterattack will have to rely on two wings, and Liverpool's next game will be difficult"

The result could not be changed, the fans in the East Stand were a lot quieter all of a sudden, the main striker went down, and just ten minutes into the second half, he punished the defensive back.

F**K your uncle, are you deliberately working against us? Can't see us a little better?

Wrong! They looked at Makqin, who was walking in front of the team on the field, and their hope was rekindled.

God is on the field tonight, the black-haired boy who led us forward in the first half!

"Let's walk through the storm ...... together", thinking of this, the sound of the East Stand gradually sounded again, first one piece, then one piece, then the whole grandstand.

Since ancient times, there have always been many good things, the so-called blessings and misfortunes depend on, and misfortunes and blessings rely on, and who knows that this is not the starting point of another piece of heaven and earth, another opportunity to take off?

……

More than 60 minutes into the game, Liverpool had one less man after re-serving and advanced to the midfield with difficulty, and Manchester United stole the ball, and they immediately retreated.

"GLORY GLORY MANCHESTER UNITED", the cheers of the Manchester United fans were full of that kind of oppressive redemption, accompanied by Manchester United's attack, rushing towards Liverpool's half, doubly hideous.

Ferguson's mood is finally a little better now, he has renewed hope, and with more than 30 minutes to go, Manchester United's attacking ability exploded, and two goals are no problem.

He sat in the dugout and wondered if he would bring Tevez on later, but the next midfielder was still a defender, and he hadn't made up his mind yet, he was going to watch for a few more minutes.

"Phew", Carragher spat on the grass clippings and hurried back to the forbidden area.

Just now, Manchester United went straight behind Sefinan, Rooney set the side, and he quickly made up for a sliding tackle to shovel Rooney, who was about to break through with the ball, out of the sideline.

"Lao Tzu is going to break your legs", "You bastard", the fans on the sidelines saw that he dared to shovel his own players so fiercely, and immediately scolded.

"Keep an eye on people, keep an eye on people!" Carragher looked back at his teammates' positions and commanded the defense loudly, not having time to pay attention to anything else.

This period is the most dangerous, and a single goal can lead to a psychological breakdown and a succession of mistakes.

Mackin is in the midfield midfield position, he is rotated, this is also the result of the discussion between Gerrard and Alonso just now, and the two form a triangle.

There must be one person who fills the position of the back at all times, and the other two people who defend, so as not to cause the formation to be easily flattened and then broken.

"Mackqin, timely fill-in, he shoveled the ball out of the bottom line in advance, this is a direct dialogue between him and Ronaldo!" , Zhan Jun shouted.

Zhang Lu said happily: "Scholes's pass just now was very thief, Ronaldo relied on explosive power and inserted into the penalty area, if it wasn't for Mackqin's kick, Ronaldo might have volleyed directly"

Ronaldo looked at Mackqin, who was lying on the ground and slid out quite far, with a hellish face, how did he get back to the back line?

Reina had palpitations, got up from the ground and quickly touched Macklin's head, and got lucky.

"Mark, you're Lady Luck today!"

Female uncle, Mackin also got up and hurried to the top of the arc outside the penalty area to prepare for a possible counterattack.

He couldn't care less about taking pity on himself...... physical strength too.

Benitez and Ma Er were pleasantly surprised, just now this defense should be the job of the back waist, but I didn't expect that after Markin rotated to the position of the back midfield, the work was actually not bad!

"Marking, marking", you pushed me in the penalty area, but fortunately, the horse had no effect on the high-altitude ball at the back.

Skrtel squeezed Rio Ferdinand and struggled to push the ball out of the box, a bit close to the touchline, where Anderson cushioned the ball to full-back Brown.

Brown immediately crossed the ...... Flew out of the bottom line.

"F**K", Ferguson scolded angrily, and immediately asked Tevez to warm up, he was ready to change Brown, this is an undercover agent when he attacks!

"We saw Tevez get up and change his clothes," said Peterson, looking at the sidelines as Queiroz submitted a transfer request to the fourth official.

"Lord Ferguson is going to break the boat, ready to attack", Maika said worriedly, he still has Liverpool on mind.

'There are too few strikers at the moment, Liverpool are in need of a beast like Tevez,' Ole Gunnar Solskjaer continued, looking expectant.

Liverpool didn't push forward and tried to pour the ball a few more times at the back in an attempt to consume more time.

Alonso and Mackin were back in the same position and style of play as they had in their first Double Red Meeting, with Steven Gerrard up front.

The fourth official on the sidelines had already prepared the substitution card, and just waiting for the dead ball, Queiroz put his arm on Tevez's shoulder and hurriedly explained to him the intentions of the master just now.

Benitez looked at the entangled in his heart, should he change people? For whom? One more defender?

They finally waited for the dead ball, and looked up at the field, where the fourth referee was about to play the substitution card.

Queiroz hugged him in a hurry, and at the same time kept turning his head to look at the old man behind him.

Mama, the Earth is too dangerous, take me to Azeroth!

Ferguson was completely stunned!

What the hell just happened? God (the author greatly) clicked the replay button......

Liverpool fell at the back, and Manchester United pressed up front without any hesitation due to their numerical advantage.

Carragher pushed the ball to Makqin who ran to the wing area before Rooney came up, and he and Alonso had two catches to stabilize the rhythm of the ball at the back.

Anderson was still chasing him from the side, and Carrick in front of him was not scrupling, rushing over to close his door.

At this time, Mark's heart was diligent, thousands of thoughts came to naught, and only one thought sounded in his mind: come and shovel me!

Of course, he is not a masochist, he moves forward with the ball, and at the moment when Anderson sticks to the side, he Ronaldo possesses his body and uses a long-lost trick: fake fall!

I saw that he suddenly knocked the ball to the left with the back heel of his right foot, and when Anderson subconsciously stopped suddenly, he tripped over the leg that he had not fully withdrawn.

was hooked by Mackqin's foot, of course he couldn't take it back, so he listened to the shout of "ah" from the kid next to him, his condition was miserable and unbearable for outsiders.

Roll over, my youth!

Gerrard was suddenly also blessed, and hurriedly walked around to the referee, making a gesture to ask for cards, and shouted: "Hey, Mr. Referee, he fouled a few times in the second half, and he should have given the card when he raised his elbow to Mark"

"F**K, you liar", Anderson was furious and made the most brainless move, he raised his leg and shook off Mark Qin's feet that tripped him!

Then, everything is closed!

Originally, Clattenburg was still hesitating, because Anderson was a passive foul just now, and he was not in the frontcourt, and he said it in the past without giving cards, but now he can't say it at all.

Watching Anderson walk off the pitch with a pale face, Manchester United strangely completed an unprecedented one-for-two move, and Makqin and Gerrard were like watching a play.

"Huh? , Captain, you say they're not stupid"

"Hmm...... Looks a bit silly......"

At this moment, these two people are completely possessed by the star master Meng Da, and they look like a villain!

"Nyima", "You big stupid fork", "You don't want to get out of the stadium today!" The Manchester United stands' good impression of Clattenburg just after a while disappeared in an instant.

"Haha, this stupid fork, it's not pleasing on both sides!" , Liverpool's bar snorted, "But I'm still going to toast him, for the sake of damn fairness, haha"

"Haha, that's right, for the sake of fairness!"

Years later, Clattenberg also published an autobiography in which he revealed his current mental journey: At that time, I was not as complicated as the outside world said, I just wanted to be an impartial 'star' referee.

Queiroz was forced to make a substitution in desperation, as Ferguson woke up from his vertigo and felt that it didn't matter, and the season was restless......

"This and this and this ......", Zhan Jun has begun to stutter, "Tevez replaced Brown, and Anderson, uh, Anderson is two yellows and one red, the second half was less than twenty minutes, it's really interesting"

"Hmm", Zhang Lu nodded, "Interesting!" ”

"If the first half is a Broadway opera, gorgeous and elegant," Peterson said, shaking his head, "the second half is an authentic sitcom"

McManaman looked at the already chaotic arena and said leisurely: "Who made this the 'Theater of Dreams'......"