rpbooks Chapter 357 You Are Really 2
Chapter 357 You Are Really 2
Chapter 357 You Are Really 2
On Manchester United's side, Irving, who came off the bench, was like riding a small motorcycle. When counterattacking, he ran wildly alone, even throwing his teammates all the way.
In the 92nd minute, Owen took the ball outside the penalty area, stopped suddenly and accelerated, and smeared into the penalty area from the ribs. Under the defense of Joel Luka, the attack was slightly missed.
In the 93rd minute, Manchester City also counterattacked quickly. Sanchez ran 60 meters, and then passed the ball into the opponent's penalty area. Fellaini hit Foster's arms with a powerful ball.
One minute later, Sanchez made continuous fake moves on the wing, shaking Fletcher into a daze. In desperation, at the moment Sanchez broke through, Fletcher stretched his leg and tripped Sanchez.
The referee showed a yellow card to Fletcher, because he had already had a yellow card before, so Fletcher had two yellow cards and one red, so he had to leave the field.
In terms of numbers, the two sides have become balanced again.
Sanchez pinched his waist with both hands, stood in front of the ball, and glanced at the opponent's penalty area. This time, except for the goalkeeper, other Manchester City players rushed into the Manchester United penalty area.
Is it a last ditch?
Looking up at the end, Sanchez glanced at the timing card, 95 minutes and 14 seconds.
Sighing lightly, he clenched his fists, tensing up all the cells in his body, and opened his eyes again. In Sanchez's eyes, there was already infinite firmness!
Start, run-up, adjust the center of gravity, and tilt the body slightly so that the swung right foot can bring strength.
The football flies fast and spins towards the penalty area.
Sanchez felt happy, he felt that the ball felt good.
In Manchester United's penalty area, there was chaos. Some people ran forward, some ran back, and the defensive players followed their own marking targets.
Fellaini judged the landing point and wanted to run forward, but the Manchester United defenders were firmly against him and did not give him room to move.
At this time, Thiago Silva has jumped high and faced the football.
Vidic took off at the same time, and his right hand was very discreetly lowered to pull Thiago Silva's jersey.
Manchester United goalkeeper Foster is also moving his feet, judging where the football will fall, and preparing to make a save.
But when the football flew over the highest point, it suddenly fell sharply.
Oops, hurry up!
Foster moved quickly, moving forward.
But intentionally or unintentionally, Fellaini and Ferdinand, who was marking him, stood in front of Foster like a wall.
David Silva appeared in the front point, facing the football, and gently rubbed back.
Because Manchester United's defensive players are mostly paying attention to Manchester City's high points, such as Thiago Silva, Toure and the like.
But no one noticed that David Silva suddenly accelerated from the penalty area and rushed to the front point.
The football changes direction and runs towards the goal.
Foster stretched out his right hand and reached forward with all his fingertips, but it was still a little bit short!
He has already used his strength to feed, and even felt the surface of the football, but he still couldn't put enough pressure on the football.
football……
Flew into the goal!
4: 3!
"goooooooooooooal!!!!"
"Lore! Lore from David Silva!"
After scoring the goal, David Silva seemed to be insane. He couldn't see the original elegance and chic. He took off his shirt, swung it wildly on his right hand, ran to the stands, and threw the jersey viciously. To the stands.
With clenched fists and bulging veins, the whole person looked extremely hideous.
The Manchester City players who followed him put their hands on Silva, messed up his hair, and touched his head.
Someone hugged him tightly, and someone shouted towards the stands.Ashley Yang is quite unique. Taking advantage of David Silva's naked upper body, he stretched out his salty pig hand to Bai Shengsheng's Xiwa. The indescribable parts of his body...
"David, this ball is so fucking beautiful!"
"I'm sorry! You're so awesome!"
"Damn it, I have a heart attack!"
Everyone danced and sang like a festival.
The Manchester United players bowed their heads one after another, each with a lonely expression.
The moment the football entered the goal, Ferguson's eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief: This ball, the fuck actually scored it?
Ferguson couldn't bear it, and came an international scolding: "F..."
"Didn't they keep marking people? Who is defending David Silva?" Ferguson turned around and yelled at the assistant coach.
"It's Fletcher..."
"What about others! Make this kid commit suicide and apologize!"
"He just got a second yellow card and he's already off..."
"..."
Manchester City's goal celebration time was a bit long. When the game restarted, the time on the spot had reached 96 points.
Ferguson rushed to the fourth official: "Sir, they celebrated for at least 2 minutes, so at least 2 more minutes of stoppage time!"
This was not enough, Ferguson rushed to the sidelines, stretched out two fingers towards the referee, and gestured repeatedly.
The people at the scene must know that Ferguson emphasized "at least two minutes of extra time". If someone saw it by chance, they would think that Ferguson was provoking the referee: "You are really 2, you are really 2, you are really 2!"
After the game restarted, sure enough, the referee did not stop the game immediately, but chose to continue to extend it.
The Manchester United players, like crazy, launched an attack towards Manchester City's penalty area.
The offensive method has become a single cross from the side.
For a while, artillery fire ignited in Manchester City's penalty area.
But the Manchester City team shrank into the penalty area and did not give Manchester United any chance.
Fellaini's big killer played a huge role again, pushing out three consecutive threatening crosses from Manchester United.
The game has reached 97 minutes.
"Time is up, time is up!" Duncan stood on the sidelines, pointing to his wrist, reminding the referee that the time is coming.
At the last moment, Foster rushed into the Manchester City penalty area.
Evra passed the ball into the penalty area again, Joe Hart took the initiative, jumped high, appeared above everyone, and hit the ball hard out of the penalty area.
Evra rushed forward, intending to take possession of the ball again.
"Mr. Referee, time!" Duncan shouted again.
The referee looked at his watch and finally blew the whistle for the end of the game.
The final score was fixed at 4:3!
Manchester City was in the away game, relying on Silva's lore, finally defeated Manchester United and won the game!
"Mr. Referee, our attack is not finished yet! We should be allowed to complete this attack!" Ferguson chased after the referee, chattering after him.
But the referee was obviously indifferent and didn't have the slightest idea of making a change.
Seeing that the appeal was fruitless, Ferguson could only give up the chase resentfully.
Turning his head, Ferguson found Duncan, the two shook hands, and separated without saying anything.
Ferguson's mood was obviously terrible.
Afterwards, Duncan led the players, thanked the fans of the visiting team, and left.
After all, this is the home court of the Derby opponents. Since they scored three points, there is no need to be too high-profile to provoke the nerves of the home fans.
After thinking about it, let's post the remaining chapters of this game together.Finish this game at once, and start a new journey tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)