Manchester City, a north-western city in England.

When discussing football at the beginning of the 21st century, the team that is inevitably impossible to cross is called Manchester United.

Manchester United is known as the 'Red Devils', known for their iron will, and the Red Devils gene infused by Alex Ferguson has made countless Manchester United fans fanatical.

Manchester United's Class of '92 and Alex Ferguson have created a brilliant treble.

They have also reached the top of the world with such honors.

Arguably, they are one of the most successful football clubs out there, with fans all over the world.

Carrington Nine is the heart of Manchester United.

Old Trafford is the soul of Manchester United!

Old Trafford, also known as the 'Theatre of Dreams', is the stadium that many players dream of.

Playing football here means a lot in itself.

Some even say that if you haven't played at Old Trafford, how can you be considered successful?

Of course, this is an exaggeration.

But it also shows how many players are symbolic here.

And now, Suker and others are gathered in the floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking Old Trafford, which represents the pinnacle of football.

"Dream Theater!"

Srna looked at the gorgeous stadium, and although the Maximir Stadium was also good, there was always a bit of a slump in front of it.

"We're going to play here tomorrow!"

Modric clenched his fists slightly.

His eyes lit up with fighting spirit.

Su Ke is right, opportunities are earned, and he has to fight for a future for himself.

"Rest well today, tomorrow is a big battle!"

Suke yawned.

The crowd was indifferent.

Suke's cheeks twitched slightly.

"Shouldn't you go back to sleep?"

No one moved.

"Fuck off! I'm going to sleep, I have to make it so clear, fuck off! I don't care about you! ”

Sooke began to chase people.

Otherwise, these guys don't know how long they'll have to stay.

At night, Modric slept by the window.

Through the night, he turned his head to look at the gorgeous stadium again. He really has a chance to be on this stage.

"Don't look at it! Just play well tomorrow. ”

Suddenly, a voice came from beside him.

Modric turned his head and was surprised: "You didn't sleep!" ”

"Can't sleep!" Suke shook the quilt.

"I'm going to play Manchester United tomorrow and I can't sleep a little bit."

'It's not just Manchester United'

Suke muttered quietly.

"Huh? Anything else? "Modric was curious.

Su Ke waved his hand: "Sleep!" Go to sleep! I'm going to sleep. ”

Seeing that Suker no longer spoke, Modric was a little puzzled.

Suk lay on his side, his gaze shining brightly in the moonlight.

Cristiano. Ronaldo!

One of the twin pride of the future!

I didn't expect it to be fought so soon.

The next day, in the evening.

The whole of Old Trafford has been overrun by a large number of Manchester United fans.

The loud cheers were like a tsunami.

The fiery red wave was like a flame that made my heart palpitate.

Manchester United's rabid fans added color to the game with their loud cheers.

In the players' tunnel, the players of both teams have stood in order.

Manchester United (4-4-2):

Goalkeeper: Carroll.

Defenders: Neville, Silwest, Spector, O'Shea.

Midfielders: Cristiano Ronaldo, Paul Scholes, Keane, Ryan Giggs.

Forwards: Ruud van Nistelrooy, Wayne Rooney.

Dinamo Sagrab (4-3-3):

Goalkeeper: Grestic.

Fullback; Srna, Jairni, Shtimac, Pranic.

Midfielders: Vukojevic, Dujmovic, Modric.

Forward: Valevic. Mandzukic, Suke.

Standing in the players' tunnel, Su Ke looked serious.

Going into the knockout rounds of the Champions League, playing at Old Trafford, is a lot of pressure.

Thankfully, they have adapted a bit earlier at the Bernabeu, otherwise the home atmosphere would have been a bit weak.

Suke took a deep breath and loosened his shoulders slightly, he felt someone looking at him.

Turning his head to look over, he saw that on the other side, Ronaldo was looking straight at himself.

The two looked at each other.

Ronaldo snorted lightly and immediately turned his head.

Suke also pouted.

"What are you dragging, little white hair!"

The current Ronaldo is only 19 years old, and it is the moment of youth, and his hair is dyed with a few strands of white hair.

The current Ronaldo is still known as 'Little Ronaldo', wearing the No. 7 shirt left by Beckham and serving as a winger.

The current Cristiano Ronaldo does not have the crazy finishing ability of the middle and late stages.

This guy likes to dribble on the wing!

And this is precisely what makes Ronaldo contradict Ruud van Nistelrooy.

"Look ahead!"

Ruud van Nistelrooy pushed behind Ronaldo.

Su Ke immediately tensed up when he saw Ronaldo's expression, but he did not refute.

Soon, players from both sides entered.

Wow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ——

Old Trafford is on fire.

The cheers of tens of thousands of Manchester United fans made the atmosphere extremely enthusiastic.

The pressure on Dinamo Zagreb was also high under the roar of the fans.

"When the game starts, put the ball on to me."

Modric took the initiative to say.

Everyone looked at Modric, who rarely asked for such a ball.

At the same time, it also shows that Modric has a strong desire to be expressive.

"Come on!"

Suker patted Modric on the shoulder.

Oh!! Equalized!! Dinamo Zagreb!! Wonderful counterattack!! From their own half to the time they scored, they used a total of four passes to break through the Manchester United defence!! “

"We had to marvel at Dinamo Zagreb's No.10 Luca. Modric's performance!! ”

In this game, he was the playmaker of the midfield for Dinamo Zagreb, even against Roy. Keane, Scholes and Giggs's oppression, he did not have the slightest fear, but performed more and more well. ”

"Delivering great passes up front a couple of times in a row, and tearing apart the United defence a couple of times!"

In the 39th minute, he and Suker formed a linkage between the front and back courts, and after four consecutive passes, the ball came to Suker's feet accurately and scored the equalizing goal!

'Manchester United were held to a draw in the first half!'

There was a sound of disbelief throughout Old Trafford.

Manchester United fans clutched their heads, and they conceded a goal.

And it was in the first half.

Is their defense too weak, or is the opponent's offense too strong?

And then there's that number 10 from Dinamo Zagreb!

Isn't there anyone to restrain him?

Suker is celebrating a goal.

In midfield, Luka Modric rose from the ground.

He sweated profusely, his breathing was rapid, and he was covered in grass clippings, which made him look extremely embarrassed.

Roy. Keane walked past Modric, who gave him a fierce glare.

Modric raised his chin, not afraid at all, angry!

"Boy! What a look at you! ”

Roy. Keane was furious and walked over to Modric.

Replaced by others, who were already afraid to retreat at this time.

But Modric didn't retreat, he moved on.

"Hey! Calm down! ”

Ryan Giggs put Roy. Keane pulled away.

Ryan Giggs is well aware that they have just conceded a goal, and now Roy. Keane was furious.

This guy is easy to get to, and once he does, he can do anything.

On the other side, Suker didn't know when he would run back to pull Modric away.

"What did you just do with that guy!"

Suke didn't have a good airway.

Don't look at Modric looking at Wenwen's weak appearance, but this guy is a stubborn donkey, stunned, and iron-headed to death.

Modric muttered; 'I can't be scared by him, otherwise I wouldn't be able to play in midfield.'

Suker was stunned for a moment, he patted Modric on the shoulder and said, "Your performance is great." ”

Hearing this, Modric finally smiled.

Manchester United's coaching dugout.

Ferguson chewed gum and looked at the pitch.

His eyes swirled back and forth between Suker and Modric.

He naturally paid attention to these two people.

The latest version of the 'Storm of Youth', Dinamo Zagreb, how could he not know.

But in this game, Modric's performance surprised him.

I thought it was a taciturn and weak little guy, but I didn't expect it to threaten their backline again and again.

And the style of play is also very tough!

He likes this kind of player.

The most important thing is that Manchester United's midfield is aging at this time, and they really need a young midfield brain.

"Ten for Dinamo Zagreb, do we have an offer?"

Ferguson asked the assistant coach.

"Nope!" The assistant coach was succinct.

Alex Ferguson: "Make an offer and see if you can take him to Old Trafford." ”

There were no surprises for the assistant coach.

With Modric's performance in the first half, it was really exciting enough.

After 45 minutes, the two sides ended up in a 1-1 draw.

Dressing room at Dinamo Saleghbo.

"In the second half, Succo pulled back to help Luka"

"No!" Modric looked at Besic and said; "Teacher, believe me, in this game, I can dispatch the midfielder by myself."

Besic looked at Modric deeply and nodded; "Okay, so the tactics for the second half remain the same, continue to press along the left side."

On the other side, in the dressing room of Manchester United.

Before Ferguson could enter, Ruud van Nistelrooy yelled at Ronaldo.

"What are you doing? You're having a lot of fun on the wing, aren't you? You're delaying the pace of the attack! ”

"If it was David, he would have passed it to me early, and because of your delay, we couldn't play a smooth counterattack."

Ronaldo kept his face stiff and did not speak.

Now that he has just arrived at Manchester United, the status of the dressing room is low, and he can't stir up too many contradictions.

Seeing that Ronaldo didn't speak, Fanny scolded even more fiercely.

Just when Ronaldo couldn't bear it anymore, the door of the dressing room opened.

When Ferguson walked in, the entire dressing room suddenly fell silent.

Ferguson's expression was indifferent, but the skin on his face was already a little red.

There was some anxiety in the hearts of the people.

They knew that the Ferguson hair dryer was about to work.

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