Chapter 140: Five Minutes of Stimulation (Part II)
The wonderful passing and cutting cooperation, Kaka's picking, Fan Bizhuang's running, the cooperation between the two is seamless and flawless!
When Djuroux's left foot was knocked away, the Arsenal centre-back lost his weight and fell to the ground, unable to stand in his way.
And Fan Bizhuang ate the other party's kick, but there was no snort, and when his feet fell on the grass again, he had already formed a single knife momentum!
Almunia decisively chose to attack! The arms are constantly waving, not only to interfere with the opponent's shot, but also to block the flight angle of the football as much as possible!
Almunia's choice shows the qualities necessary for a good goalkeeper, but at the moment Fan Bizhuang is not different, and the calm quality of a top goalscorer is also on display!
Both feet landed first, Fan Bizhuang did not make any adjustments, immediately raised his left foot, and faced the falling football, which was a violent volley - the football quickly moved forward from the only line he had already observed!
Almunia did everything he could, but the ball flew so fast that it had already jumped under him before his body had completely fallen to the ground!
When the chilly feeling spread from his lower body to his mind, Almunia didn't need to look back to know that his save had failed!
Sure enough, when Almunia fell to the ground, he had already seen that Fan Bizhuang in front of him was already kneeling on the ground with his legs, and there was a noise like a flash flood in his ears - Fan Bizhuang's unique celebration action, how could Almunia not know? And the cheers ringing in the ears are also announcing the fact that the ball is ...... Entered!
Almunia closed her eyes in pain!
I persisted for more than 90 minutes, thinking that victory was in sight, but in the end, it was still a failure! This sense of loss is so bitter!
Like Almunia, who were full of bitterness and loss, there were also the Arsenal players on the field, they all stared blankly at their own penalty area, their own goal, and the black and white elf lying quietly in the goal - all this told them that Manchester United had scored again, and Manchester United really performed a miracle in the last moments to kill them!
And Dibia, who made a big mistake and gave Manchester United the last chance to fight back, opened his mouth even wider, with a look of remorse and disbelief on his face, and finally squatted down in shame.
The loser is certainly painful and unwilling, but at this moment, Old Trafford has completely become a sea of joy, with the fans screaming wildly, the commentators screaming excitedly, and the Manchester United players shouting and celebrating with excitement.
“GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL! GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL! GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL! The ball is in! The ball is in! Ninety-three minutes! Incredibly, in the ninety-third minute, Manchester United once again exceeded the score! ”
"Fan! Fan!! Fan!!! Fan !! again At the last moment, at the most critical moment, Fan stepped forward again! He scored the decisive goal! Manchester United! Manchester United wins! Fifteenth game in a winning streak! Manchester United has set a new Premier League winning streak! ”
"A new record was born! A record of glory for Manchester United, it will be a monument that all teams in the Premier League must look up to...... It's crazy! Old Trafford is in full swing and tonight is destined to be a carnival for all Manchester United! ”
In the hustle and bustle, Fan Bizhuang, who was still praying and celebrating on the ground, was thrown to the ground from behind, Kaka was the first to rush up, his eyes were a little red with excitement, he pounced on Fan Bizhuang's body, grabbing his friend's hair, while shouting like madness.
"In! It's in!! You've scored a great goal! Lore! We beat Arsenal! I knew you could! I knew you could do it! Win, we win! We've set a brand new winning streak! ”
Fan Bizhuang was tossed by Kaka and rolled his eyes, and wanted to respond loudly, but was completely overwhelmed by the teammates who came one after another. Everybody's screaming, everybody's yelling, all celebrating wildly.
"Win! We won! ”
"Lore! Kill! Is...... It's so beautiful! ”
"Hilton! We're going to the Hilton Hotel tonight! I can't wait to eat Fan's feast! ”
"Hahaha!"
Not only were the Manchester United players on the pitch celebrating passionately, but the substitutes on the pitch all jumped up with their fists raised, or waved their arms fiercely, or screamed hysterically at the moment of the goal.
Ferguson even covered his chest, his face was full of excitement and ruddy, the ups and downs of the game were like a roller coaster, and the Scottish coach's heart was a little unbearable.
But the old man was still laughing and clapping his hands at the moment: "Win!" Win!! We won!!! ”
That radiant posture seems to be happier than winning the Champions League trophy.
There are indeed reasons to be happy enough, after going through the ups and downs to beat his old rival and set a new winning streak, how can Ferguson not be ecstatic?
On the other hand, Wenger shook his head with a somewhat gloomy face and paced back to the coach's box.
Although the whistle has not yet sounded, the game is over. In this game, he and his team lost, and Manchester United stepped on the corpse of Arsenal, the record holder, and embarked on a new record.
After fighting-for-tat with Ferguson for so many years, he was somewhat unwilling to see his old rival achieve such a significant victory in front of his eyes.
But what if you are not reconciled?
If you lose, you lose, and it won't help to say anything.
Glancing at Fan Bizhuang who was pressed under him by many Manchester United players to celebrate, Wenger sighed regretfully, and then turned his head to look at Diaby who was squatting on the ground, Wenger shook his head helplessly - it is really a success and a defeat, this "nerve knife" is really hurting others and hurting himself.
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The referee did not give any more stoppage time, and when the players returned to their respective halves and the football was kicked off by the Arsenal players, the referee blew the whistle for the end of the game.
The final score was 3:2, and with the assist of Kaka in the last minute and Van Bizhuang's stunning goal, Manchester United won a thrilling home victory over Arsenal.
Although the process was difficult and thrilling, the result was a complete one, with this victory, Manchester United continued to ride the unstoppable top of the league standings, and more importantly, this season, Manchester United reached 15 consecutive league games, a new Premier League winning streak, and a new Premier League winning streak was born!
"Manchester United! Manchester United!! Manchester United!!! Congratulations to Manchester United, who have won once again and set a new league winning streak! ”
"It's a night of United's party!"
"Let's congratulate all the Manchester United players and fans, and cheer for our heroes!"
The game ended, but the commentators were still shouting excitedly, and the fans at the scene were also very cooperative and did not leave, also shouting in the stands, enjoying the aftertaste of victory.
United's substitutes and coaches rushed onto the pitch screaming, hugging each other, singing and dancing.
This is the carnival stage that belongs to Manchester United, as the losers, Arsenal are naturally not the protagonists, they left the stage quickly, leaving the stage to the home team.
Some of their teammates were running to celebrate, some were hugging each other, and Fan Bizhuang and Kaka were holding their shoulders, cheering and jumping, walking around the pitch, constantly waving to the fans in the stands, and every time they reached the underside of the stands, it was bound to cause a wave of screams and cheers.
"Can you change your jersey, Fan?"
Under the stands near the entrance of the players' tunnel, Fan Bizhuang and Kaka were stopped, Van Persie was wearing his upper body, holding his shirt in his hand, and when he saw Fan Bizhuang looking over, he raised the shirt in his hand.
"No problem."
Fan Bizhuang, who won the game, was obviously in a good mood, and without saying a word, he took off his jersey, handed it to Van Persie, and took the opponent's jersey and put it on his shoulder.
"Congratulations on winning the tournament and setting a new winning streak." Van Persie smiled and congratulated, but there was a hint of bitterness and unwillingness in his smile.
Think about it, every time he meets Fan Bizhuang, Van Persie is the one who is "cupped", first the World Cup final was defeated by Spain led by Fan Bizhuang, lost the Hercules Cup, and now they meet again in the Premier League, but they are still defeated by Fan Bizhuang, Arsenal fell from the position of record holder, and it became Manchester United on the top.
Fan Bizhuang can understand Fan Persie's unwillingness, and if he is the losing party, it is estimated that the mood will not be too good. However, he will not comfort people, especially if Van Persie is still the "opponent" of this game, and he will not say some words of comfort.
Nodding, Fan Bizhuang and Kaka raised their feet and continued to walk forward, going around the field to celebrate.
Van Bizhuang and Kaka didn't notice that when they left, Ferguson, who had finished his handshake with Arsenal boss Arsene Wenger, also walked onto the pitch just in time to meet Robin van Persie.
"Robin, the jersey you swapped with Fan?"
Ferguson greeted the Dutch striker with a smile on his face, and it was clear that the legendary godfather of Manchester United was indeed very happy to win the game.
"Yes, Sir Alex." Van Persie nodded a little interestedly, and out of courtesy, Van Persie still congratulated, "Congratulations on winning the victory." Manchester United have been great this season and you can even go far in Europe. ”
"Thank you." Ferguson smiled, nodded, and was about to raise his feet to leave, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind, but he suddenly paused again, and turned his head to look at the Dutchman, "Your performance is also excellent, in my opinion, you are one of the best center forwards in football today." You could have fought for a lot of honors, but unfortunately you don't have a great team behind you. ”
Van Persie looked at Ferguson suspiciously, with a puzzled expression.
"Robin, I admire you, you are a smart person, if one day, you want to find a bigger stage to perform, maybe, you can come to me."
With a faint smile and a drop of such a sentence, Ferguson didn't stay any longer and left directly.
Van Persie behind him stood on the spot, and he understood the meaning of the Scottish handsome's words, and there was a complicated look flashing in his eyes......