Green Dragon

Chapter 671 Who's Trembling?

"drop!"

A sharp whistle rang out over Anfield.

Zhan Tianjun in the media box patted his thigh:
"The referee Carlos Caballo from Spain awarded a penalty! Another blow to Manchester United!"
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This is the 21st minute of the game. Liverpool, which is leading by one goal, is still launching a fierce attack around Manchester United's half, while Manchester United is still defending with all members.

With both Depay and Rashford retreating into the penalty area, Manchester United's defense looked impenetrable and it was difficult to find absolute space.

Seeing that Manchester United is unlikely to get a chance to counterattack, and Long Shute is also preparing to join the offensive team, Manchester United's defense can't help but tremble!
Schneiderlin quickly left Coutinho behind and rushed towards the captain of the Red Army immediately, and Carrick, who was not far away, couldn't help being distracted.

With this distraction, Coutinho slammed the ball across, seemingly ready to take another shot with his right foot, but unexpectedly pushed a through ball with the outside instep of his left foot!
Firmino was stared down by Smalling, and the teammate Coutinho found...is still Lallana with a huge range of activities!

Lallana went straight in from the right along the sideline of the penalty area, but just after he stepped into the penalty area, he was pushed by Depay, who was close to the defense, and he fell to the ground with a "thump" as his center of gravity was unstable!
Depay also wanted to complain that "this is normal physical contact", but the assistant referee immediately raised the flag in his hand.

The referee also took out the yellow card from his breast pocket without hesitation, and held it up amidst the applause at Anfield.

Giggs standing on the sidelines couldn't help but his legs went limp!
Yellow card + penalty kick... Although he is Ferguson's favorite disciple and has experienced countless shocking comebacks with the peak Manchester United, but after only 20 minutes of this game, he felt that he had seen the end!

Can he still win? -
"Wa hahaha!"

Sitting in the visiting team area, Ferguson's face was pale, and he vaguely felt that he heard a burst of rude laughter.

He looked towards the opposite main stand, where there was only a surge of red.

He couldn't see the legend and king of Liverpool, and his fellow Scottish... Kenny Dalglish.

But he knew that that idiot must be very proud!
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Dalglish certainly beamed.

What reason does he have to be unhappy?

Sitting around him is a group of his own old buddies, including old teammates from Liverpool, and his seven aunts and eight aunts.

He pointed at the group of energetic young men and patted his chest proudly:
"See? Without me laying a solid foundation in the 11-12 season, how could they have achieved what they are today? I am the key figure in Liverpool's renaissance!"

Why are you rolling your eyes?

You can ask Rogers, does he dare to fart in front of me, King Dalglish? -
Liverpool's original first penalty shooter was probably the former main striker Sturridge.

But the vitreous guy is sitting on the bench, so it's up to the starters to decide who gets the free throw.

As the captain and core, Long Shute has always been fair and just. He threw the football to Lallana who created the penalty, and then was the first to exit the penalty area.

The team's top boss has set an example in this way, and the other teammates are embarrassed to compete with Lallana, giving up the empty penalty area to the local player who is the representative of Liverpool and known as the flower of the Red Army.

"During this period, Lallana's performance was quite active. The first goal was inseparable from his running and passing, and this penalty was created directly by him, so it is a right to give him the penalty. His compliments..."

As soon as Zhang Lu finished speaking, Lallana's right foot was already on the ball!

De Gea rushed out like a taut bow and arrow with great speed!
But he did not see the shadow of football!

De Gea subconsciously turned his head and looked back, only to see the ball fluttering from the middle of the goal into the goal line!
"This... a spoon?!"

Zhan Tianjun showed the same unbelievable expression as the Manchester United goalkeeper, but the moods of the two were completely different:
"Even De Gea was completely deceived by his spoon, Liverpool made another victory! 2-0!"
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"Adam..."

"Lallana!"

The cheers of the fans once again sounded in the stands, and most of Anfield was shaking with joy, while the other half of the stands fell into embarrassing silence.

Ferguson took out a piece of chewing gum from his pocket and gently put it in his mouth, but the ubiquitous camera captured the old man's right hand trembling slightly.

If it is the Red Devils under him, even in the worst period, he is confident to complete the reversal in the following games.

But he knows better than anyone: his time is already over! -
"Yes! Yes! Fuck them!"

Rodgers took turns high-fiving his assistants, then returned to the command area and called Klein, the full-back who was closest to him.

"Boss, what are your instructions?"

The young and hard-working Klein still respects the head coach. He is not like Emre Can, who has a quick mind at a glance, thinking that hugging the thigh can be unruly...

Rogers put a hand on his shoulder and raised his voice slightly:
"You tell your captain that I'm not satisfied with his performance! If he doesn't want to make progress anymore, I'll replace him right away!"

Klein was stunned:
"We are now 2-0..."

Rodgers pushed him into the pitch:

"Tell him verbatim!"
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Rodgers folded his hands on his chest, looking at the players on the field with piercing eyes.

Even though Long Shute turned his head and glanced at Klein after listening to Klein's report, Rogers still held his head high.

This is an open and secret battle between the head coach and the team boss!
Whoever can act tougher will win a greater right to speak!
Rogers felt like he was about to fly...

But a voice knocked him down:
"Brendan, are you cold?"

Lee Radcliffe, the club's equipment manager, handed him a coat with concern.

Rogers waved his hand:
"Thank you, but I'm not cold at all!"

Assistant coach Mike Marsh laughed:

"Don't force yourself, put it on quickly, we all saw you standing there trembling!"
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Long Shute shook his head, a little speechless about the head coach's changing tactical arrangements.

I had agreed with him a long time ago, since Manchester United will take a defensive counterattack, then the fastest self will be responsible for staying behind...

But Luo Tiancai felt that he contributed too little on the offensive end, and even suspected that he was going to release water.

No way, who made Long Shute really have this idea before the game?

In order to dispel the coach's doubts, let's take part in an attack!

"Emre," he greeted his teammates, "change positions with me, up to 20 minutes!"
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"A defensive midfielder again..."

Emre-Zhan stepped back unsteadily, muttering incessantly:

"I'm your first supporter, you didn't take me to fly with you, it's too partial..."

But don't get me wrong, although he kept complaining, Zhan didn't work hard.

Less than 20 seconds later, he held Carrick with his body and made a tough tackle!

"Catch the ball, Captain!"

He didn't even raise his eyes, just following his usual training habits, he launched a direct pass forward!
"Long Shute catches the ball! Will this be Liverpool's chance to counterattack?"

Zhan Tianjun's heart couldn't help a burst of fire, but the flame was quickly extinguished:
"Manchester United's defense was very active and did not leave enough space for Liverpool. The game became a half-time offensive and defensive drill..."

Maybe it wasn't that Manchester United was actively returning to defense, but that their midfielder didn't have an overall attack at all, so just after Liverpool intercepted the ball, Smalling led his teammates back to the hinterland.

No matter how fast Long Shute was, it was impossible for him to fly across most of the arena in one second. He could only watch helplessly as his opponent once again set up a bucket formation inside and outside the penalty area.

In order to prevent Long Shute's long-range shooting skills, Fellaini waited around him almost every step of the way. If he really had a chance to catch the ball, Schneiderlin on the other side would rush over desperately to form a pincer attack!

Firmino, Coutinho and Lallana have all received such a focus on defense, and Liverpool's frontcourt combination has gradually fallen into a quagmire.

Henderson, Can, and even the two full-backs Moreno and Klein also had to join the battle group, wanting to increase the number of offensive players, but there is still no way to knock Manchester United's defense again in a short time, and it is easy to be beaten The opponent's counterattack penetrates!
Giggs was so nervous on the sidelines that his palms were hot and humid. Of course he could see the loopholes in Liverpool's defense.

Just one chance!
As long as one goal is recovered, Manchester United can bounce back!

Rogers was equally nervous, and he regretted it a little. Why did he have to put pressure on Long Shute?
A 2-0 victory... probably enough!

Just when the coaches of both sides had their own concerns and the fans of both sides had different emotions, the left back Moreno suddenly made a 45-degree cross!

This pass was obviously not at the level of Beckham, and it was blocked by Rashford, who was desperately defending, and slightly changed the trajectory.

But Manchester United's frontier of the penalty area was also jumping.

Because... Long Shute is in the middle!
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"puff!"

As soon as Long Shute took a step, he felt a strong thrust from behind, pushing him forward involuntarily!

"Fellaini pushed people behind!" Many commentators shouted in unison.

This is definitely a foul, and even Manchester United's own fans can't clean it up, because in the broadcast screen, Fellaini almost pushed Long Shute hard with both hands!
The referee Carlos had already put the whistle in his mouth, but his eyes moved slightly, but he didn't make a sound.

I saw that Long Shute, who had lost his center of gravity, leaned forward sharply, and was about to fall to the ground in the next second, did not fall completely, but stretched out his hands...to hold on to the turf!
Long Shute's instant explosive power is unparalleled in the world, and coupled with the boost from Fellaini behind him, he can't stop at all.

The [-] spectators in the audience saw the next scene.

The red number 8 put his hands on the ground during the fall, and the whole person turned upside down!

But his center of gravity has been raised again very strangely!
Then... as if after countless rehearsals, his legs pointing straight to the sky swung down violently against the flying football!
"Oh!"

The right heel hit the football hard!
"Oh!"

The ball hit the ground hard!

Bounce!

into the net!

De Gea didn't make any moves!
His legs and hands... didn't even react at all!
In the 36th minute, Liverpool No. 8... scored a smash!

3-0!

(End of this chapter)