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Chapter 1078 This Is Not a Coincidence
Sun Wu is a super midfielder recognized all over the world, but he is not an all-around player, at least not as versatile as Modric.

He doesn't have the versatility of Modric, nor does he get the ball out of tight spaces like the Croatian, and even his most lauded passing aspect lacks the ecstasy of Modric's long balls.

In fact, Sun Wu rarely makes long passes on the court, at least this is the first time in this game.

Seeing Sun Wu swung his left leg and "opened his big foot", Ronaldo and Benzema both breathed a sigh of relief. The reason is very simple. Sun Wu is a key figure in the frontcourt. It is difficult to tear apart Real Madrid's defense with the trident alone. of.

In other words, Real Madrid lost the ball in the attack and counter-robbed. Although they failed to grab the ball, they achieved the tactical purpose of harassment.

Ronaldo and Benzema breathed a sigh of relief, but Carvajal, who couldn't help but look back while running all the way, almost burst out of his heart. Just three or four meters in front of him, Lucas was rushing forward at high speed .

The ghost knows why the left back is so resolute and crazy, but Carvajal knows that this time is bad. Best's long pass is very purposeful. You must know that Isco did not have time to return to the defense.

"Real Madrid's counterattack...they are not good at pressing high." Mourinho shrugged, "This may have something to do with their hatred of Barcelona."

Mortensen: "It's that Manchester United are the best team to break the high press... Oh, oh, Best went straight to the left side of the frontcourt... Griezmann... This unloading is beautiful!"

Griezmann, who was pulled to the left, lifted his left leg, used his thigh to push the ball forward, and then took advantage of the momentum to take the ball and cut inward.

Pepe, who rushed over to defend, was about to pounce, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw a red figure going straight along the sideline. Pepe hesitated a little, and Griezmann resolutely accelerated and wiped it.

"Pepe...Griezmann passed...Casemiro!" Zhan Jun couldn't help roaring, "Oh, this is a shovel from the side and rear...Casemiro, an absolute card-eating move !"

Zhang Lu: "I didn't blow the whistle...the principle of benefit...Lucas waded into the restricted area!"

Half booed and half cheered in the stands. Griezmann didn't try to break through completely. With his shoulder being held by Pepe, he poked his toe before Casemiro put a shovel behind the side!
Lucas didn't need to slow down at all, and directly passed the ball, completely throwing off Carvajal who was following closely. After looking back deliberately, the young French defender flicked his ankle and sent a cross.

"Lucas...a cross...Harry Kane takes the ball...Salah..."

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOKOOOOOOAL!"

"Egyptian winger Salah scores the second goal for Manchester United, 2-0, 2-0!"

Mortensen shouted: "Manchester United has firmly grasped the Big Ears Cup with one hand!"

Amidst the cheers and applause all over the sky, the excited Salah rushed to the sidelines to celebrate with a long-distance sliding kneel, and the swarming teammates rushed forward to press the Egyptian below.

Only Lucas, who sent a fatal cross, ran to Sun Wu who was still in the backcourt.

"Good job!" Sun Wu gave a thumbs up, "What a great assist!"

Lucas hugged Sun Wu hard, "Best, you are always right."

When Sun Wu steals the ball from Modric's feet, Lucas, who is highly focused, suddenly throws off his marking target Isco and sprints back.

Although Carvajal quickly retreated, Sun Wu's long ball accurately found Griezmann, who did not send the ball directly to Lucas, but took a risky dribble to attract Casemiro and Perez Pei only split the ball after two people.

The subsequent goals were a matter of course. Although Harry Kane failed to grab the point, Salah easily pushed and scored to expand the score.

Sun Wu and Lucas both rushed to the sidelines to celebrate with their teammates, and faintly heard Ronaldo complaining again.

What are you complaining about?
Of course it is complaining about Isco, not going forward when it should be forward, and risking staying in the front field when it is time to retreat...

When Sun Wu passed the ball in the backcourt, Isco also tried to press high with his teammates.

Isco didn't even return to his own half when Lucas received a direct pass from Griezmann...

"It's hard to imagine. Manchester United has been pressing high and Real Madrid has been playing defensive counterattacks. Instead, Manchester United hit Real Madrid with a counterattack." Mourinho smacked his lips, "Zidane must regret letting Isco start. , He has no sense of presence at all, basically does not perform well, and it is because he did not return to the defense in time that the opponent defeated Real Madrid's right wing with more hits and less."

Mortensen nodded in agreement, "Lucas advanced at high speed, Griezmann didn't return to the defense and was waiting for an opportunity in the frontcourt, Isco didn't return to the defense, you must know that Modric is not in the defensive position."

"It was an accident, but it wasn't an accident." Mourinho pursed his lips, "Do you believe that Isco stayed in the frontcourt and did not retreat in the attack just now, and suddenly in the counterattack of Manchester United who had been attacking the right? Changed direction and hit the left, is this a coincidence?"

"Isn't it a coincidence?"

"Of course not." Mourinho affirmed in a conclusive tone: "You must know that it was Best who sent the long pass. This should be his first long pass in this game, but Lucas suddenly sprinted and accelerated Bikawa. Hal is going to be a few more positions..."

Being able to lead 2-0 in the first half made the whole Manchester United team ecstatic. You must know that this is the Champions League final. The reason why the miracle in Istanbul is a miracle is because it happened once in the history of the final!
The white ocean in the stands was silent, the red flames were blazing, and the singing of "Glory Belongs to Manchester United" resounded through the San Siro stadium.

The camera scanned the Manchester United stars in the stands, Scholes, the Neville brothers, Butt, Solskjaer, Roy Keane, as well as Sir Charlton and Sir Alex Ferguson.

Then the Chinese fans with their arms raised, the elated Santoku, the disappointed Real Madrid players, and the depressed Zidane appeared in the camera one after another...

The final shot was fixed on Gareth Bale with deep eyes and chin resting on his hand.

Obviously, the live broadcaster also understands the ball. If Gareth Bale is the starter, the current score may not be 2-0.

The Manchester United players celebrated for a long time until the referee came to intervene. The Real Madrid players over there couldn't accept this fact and their brains were a little dizzy.

Although Real Madrid has been at a disadvantage since the beginning, Real Madrid players always believe that this is a close game.

But the fact is 2 to 0, two beautiful slaps.

Sun Wu gathered all the players together, and then he clenched his fists without hesitation, "Keep attacking, they are almost finished!"

"Beat them!"

(End of this chapter)