2 to 1!

The score on the big screen was 2-1 and the clock was already 90 minutes.

But this time it was Manchester United who took the lead.

"Manchester United is really Manchester United, it's really hard to deal with." Moyes thought to himself.

Everton were well prepared, but United were desperate on the road and showed great attacking power.

Ferguson was still satisfied with the 2-1 scoreline, at least he could go to extra time.

David Moyes ordered - dragged into extra time.

*****

Tang Zhenglong took the ball in the front court, starting from 80 minutes, as long as he got the ball, it was to delay time.

The Manchester United players knew what this guy was trying to do.

"This bastard is trying to stall again."

Carrick and Park Ji-sung followed.

Tang Zhenglong ran to the bottom line, and then protected the ball with his back.

"Again!!"

Park Ji-sung and Carrick winked, the latter stuck to the side, and then Park Ji-sung went to grab the ball.

Park Ji-sung put his leg under Tang Zhenglong's crotch.

Tang Zhenglong immediately clamped his legs.

"it!!"

"You've got my leg pinched."

"Whoever told you to reach out, I am innocent."

"Innocent Nima!!"

Seeing that Tang Zhenglong and Park Ji-sung were fighting, at this time Carrick stretched his legs, Tang Zhenglong saw it and immediately knelt down and pressed the ball under his knees.

Carrick was stunned, this is a joke.

Ferguson and Moyes on the sidelines were also stunned, this picture is too beautiful to bear to look at it directly.

In the end, the referee couldn't stand it anymore and awarded Manchester United a foul.

"I foul?" Park Ji-sung was furious.

"He's almost lying on the ball."

The referee gave Park Ji-sung a yellow card.

Tang Zhenglong applauded.

"The referee is wise, this is definitely a yellow card, I didn't say it!!"

The referee also gave Tang Zhenglong a card.

"I don't need you to teach me how to referee."

Burst.

Park Ji-sung and Carrick were laughing with their mouths covered.

Soon, the ball was at Tang Zhenglong's feet again, and Ferguson was depressed when he saw it, this guy must be playing again.

Sure enough, Tang Zhenglong ran to the sideline with the ball.

Park Ji-sung and Carrick both had big heads, but they had no choice but to follow, and when they came to the sideline, Tang Zhenglong protected the ball with his back.

"Michael, did you feel the urge to give him a kick in the ass?"

Carrick nodded, "I want to think very much, I want to dream about it." ”

"Me too, it's a pity that I can't, I'll be banned."

The two of them caught Tang Zhenglong on the left and right, thinking that Tang Zhenglong was playing tricks again and pretending to be dead, but what they didn't expect was that Tang Zhenglong suddenly turned around, and then quickly ran towards the forbidden area.

Carrick and Park Ji-sung were slightly stunned before they reacted - it's bad.

If this is broken by Tang Zhenglong, it will really be killed.

Ferguson panicked, too.

"Stop him for me, stop him."

A smile appeared on the corner of Moyes's mouth, Tang Zhenglong is really a thief, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, pretending to delay time, but suddenly launched a fast attack.

Park Ji-sung and Michael Carrick couldn't catch up at all, and Manchester United had to rely on Nemanja Vidic in the box.

If Nemanja Vidic can get rid of Tang Zhenglong, then United still have a play, otherwise they can only pray for a miraculous save from Edwin van der Sar.

In the face of Vidic, Tang Zhenglong changed the line of the ball, and at the moment when Tang Zhenglong made a move, Vidic also let go of the shovel.

At this time, the air in Goodison Park seemed to be about to freeze, did Tang Zhenglong go over the ball, or did Vidic destroy the ball?

"Tang Zhenglong and Vidic fell to the ground at the same time, is this a foul?"

The camera goes to the referee, and the referee's gesture is - the game continues.

Goodison Park exploded, and the fans at the scene booed the referee.

"It's a penalty."

"Black whistle, the referee took money from Manchester United."

In the boos, the game is over and overtime is played.

Ferguson still has palpitations, the last moment is really dangerous, just a little bit close.

At this time, Tang Zhenglong walked in front of him.

"Tang, what a thief over there, I was almost cheated by you."

Tang Zhenglong smiled, "Sir, the too young, too simple Tucson is broken, do you think I won't pit you in overtime?" ”

Ferguson has a black face, there are still 30 minutes, and it is not easy to meet a pit god like Tang Zhenglong.

*****

"Extra-time is almost over, is there going to be a penalty shoot-out?"

At this time, Everton handed the ball to Tang Zhenglong's feet, and he ran to the sideline, Manchester United learned to be obedient, not only to hit left and right, but also to follow one behind him, forming a zigzag bag for Tang Zhenglong.

"Haha, Don, what else can I do with you?"

"Damn, I'm not that important, there's no need for three people to defend me."

"A must."

"Really?"

I saw Tang Zhenglong suddenly knock on his heels.

Park Ji-sung, Carrick, and Brown were stunned, who did Tang Zhenglong's heel knock pass to?

Yes, this question also belongs to Ferguson.

"Thanks, Captain."

"You're welcome."

The three of them turned their heads and saw that it was Saha.

It turned out that when he was resting just now, Tang Zhenglong told Saha that if he was surrounded, then he would come to save himself.

Saha's speed is also very fast, Manchester United's defense has become very empty because of Tang Zhenglong's attraction, so Saha is about to form a breakthrough, and it is Vidic again, this time it will depend on him again.

Saha didn't choose to break through, and shot through Vidic, making a miracle of great power.

A blast shot towards the goal, Van der Sar pounced, the ball was too fast, and then ...... in.

Saha himself was dumbfounded.

"I scored?"

"I actually scored!!"

"Hahaha."

Tang Zhenglong was the first to pounce.

"Don, your ruse has succeeded."

“……”

"What ruse? We scored this goal above board, you probably take 10% of the credit, and the remaining 90% is mine. ”

"Don, your face is so big."

“……”

David Moyes is already crazy and Everton are likely to reach the semi-finals with this goal, which is unprecedented height.

Champions League semi-finals!!

Ferguson's face is naturally blue, but for Manchester United, it's not over, the Champions League knockout round is a knockout system with more away goals, that is to say, in the case of a draw, whoever scores more away goals will win.

And the Champions League knockout round into extra time is also counted as an away goal, which may not be reasonable, but the rule is like this, which means that Manchester United only needs one goal, then they can eliminate Everton with more away goals.

'There are still a few minutes left in the game, which is the most tense moment, United just need one goal.

Moyes had already ordered everyone to go back to defense, leaving Tang Zhenglong alone in the frontcourt.

In the face of Manchester United's indiscriminate bombardment, the hearts of Everton fans are like being hammered again and again.

"With two minutes left, the game is over and I'm so nervous I want to pee."

At this moment, Tang Zhenglong fell to the ground.

Ferguson was dumbfounded, "Damn, this is too fake, it's okay to talk about science if you delay time?" ”

The referee ran over and kicked Tang Zhenglong gently, "What are you doing?" ”