number one striker

Chapter 346 RUN!

Smalling put his waist down in despair. He didn't know that Caesar had kicked the ball on him on purpose, and he thought he had knocked Caesar's pass into the goal.

The audience in front of the TV watched the goal repeatedly, and finally someone hesitated and said, "Why do I feel that Caesar did it on purpose?"

"I also feel that way."

"Yeah, look at his eyes, how cunning."

Regardless of whether it was intentional or not, the goal was scored anyway.

In the 60 minutes of the game, Inter Milan rewritten the score to 2:1, only one goal away from the equalizer.

Now Ferguson couldn't sit still anymore, his face was expressionless, but his cheeks were flushed.

This German guy, no wonder Abramovich has always wanted him, is indeed a malleable talent.

But now is not the time to think about this, if we are not careful, we may be eaten by him.

"Manchester United made substitution adjustments! Valencia replaced O'Shea on the stage! Berbatov replaced Xiaopea! Ferguson replaced two people in a row!"

"It seems that Inter Milan's goal also made Manchester United more vigilant. If they are allowed to attack like this, Manchester United will not feel good."

Although Berba is too lazy to run, his header skills are not bad.During this period of time, Manchester United lacked a fulcrum in the frontcourt, so the team could only use the ground to move forward.Cambiasso was desperately defending again, so he was always pressed in the half court and couldn't get out.

Besides O'Shea, although his body is strong, his speed still cannot keep up with Caesar. Ferguson can only use Valencia to replace him.

"Let's talk about the head, let's keep the attack simple, and look for the tops of Rooney and Berbataba." Mike Furlan conveyed this meaning to his teammates. Giggs nodded heavily, and he was also exhausted.

"Manchester United kick off again!"

Under the boosted morale of Inter Milan, they still adopted a high position to press.But Manchester United has learned to be smart. They don't play too many BBs with you in the backcourt, and go directly to the forwards.

Berbatov was also asked by Ferguson to run, so although he was reluctant, the Bulgarians still tried their best to compete with Lucio and the others for the header.

With his handling of the ball, Manchester United played much more smoothly.

"Rooney shoots from a distance!"

The ball was slippery, and Cesar dropped it.Fortunately, Beba could not react in time, and Cesar hugged the ball again.

The offense improved, and Inter Milan, which was naturally forced, had to retreat again to defend.After Biyabiani came on the field, he used his speed to put a lot of pressure on his opponent, but now, he can only return to halftime.

"Inter Milan's lineup is not suitable for defense at all! Once Manchester United recovers, it will be the death of Inter Milan!"

Besides, Inter Milan has problems with their physical fitness now, especially Cambiasso, who is completely forced to run by himself.

Leonardo had to make a substitution adjustment, and Cordoba substituted, pushing Lucio to the midfielder position.He is currently the most reliable defender on the field, and Leonardo can only arrange it this way.

Lucio is physically fit, and he messed up in the middle, making it difficult for Manchester United to advance.

But Manchester United is not in a hurry. Anyway, we are the ones who have the advantage now, just control the ball.

The decline in physical fitness caused Inter Milan to relax their pressing. Manchester United kept turning their feet in the midfield. As long as Pandev, Kaiser and others were forced out, they would immediately hit their backs.

After finally waiting for a chance, it is a pity that Pandev was too weak to catch up with the ball. Instead, Smalling, who was behind, destroyed his single-handed chance.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and Inter Milan's physical problems became more and more serious.After Cambiasso, Motta couldn't run anymore and could only replace him with Coutinho.

In this way, Inter Milan used up three substitutions, and for the remaining ten minutes, they relied on the players on the field to work hard.

Ferguson watched with satisfaction as the team controlled the rhythm, attacked when they had the opportunity, and held the ball when there was no opportunity. The game time was running out, and the opponent's physical fitness was not much. They should have no strength to counterattack.

The fans in the stands watched the stadium anxiously. Although they knew that the players were on the verge of their physical limits, they still chanted slogans to cheer them on.

"Run! Don't stop!" Seeing Caesar catch up to Valencia, the cunning guy kicked the ball to Van der Sar again, and Caesar simply stopped chasing.

"Don't criticize him, Caesar's physical fitness is not good."

"But the game time is running out, if you don't work hard, you will have no chance!"

Lily also bit her nails nervously. The game time came to the 83rd minute. Can Inter Milan come back?
Caesar is now standing in place and strolling. He is not being lazy, but is saving his energy for the final sprint.

The rest of Inter Milan couldn't stand it anymore, and their movement speed slowed down.

Manchester United are not in a hurry to attack, they are like a calm swordsman, they kick two kicks when they want to attack, and then close their moves when you are in a hurry to defend.

They teased Inter Milan in Meazza, which made the fans very angry, but the boos and middle fingers were unable to prevent Manchester United from controlling.

The game time came to the 90th minute, with 4 minutes of stoppage time, giving Inter Milan enough opportunities.

But in everyone's eyes, the game should have been over.

The Manchester United substitutes came to the sidelines and happily waited for the end of the game.

Ferguson also relaxed, finally over, this damn weather, damn Inter Milan, and damn Caesar.

"Rooney breaks through! He's tripped on the edge of the box! United get a very well placed free-kick!"

"I'll come!" Rooney put the ball on the ground himself, signaling him to kick the ball.

No one competed with him, and everyone was waiting for the whistle at the end of the game.

Several of Smalling and his defenders were standing near the center line, watching Rooney relax as he prepared to take a free kick.

Evra looked warily at Caesar, who was walking towards the sidelines, and found that he was just picking up a water bottle to drink, so he looked away.

"Rooney takes the free kick!"

Cesar clenched his fists nervously, he secretly glanced at Caesar who was pretending to drink water, and remembered the conversation just now in his mind.

"Block the ball, and then, leave it to me."

Cesar looked at Caesar in surprise and said, "You haven't given up yet?"

"Injury time is 4 minutes, and it's only 92 minutes now." Caesar glanced at the time, and walked to the sidelines without looking back.

Damn it, if you fight hard, I will stop the ball for you!

"Rooney run-up!"

"Hit the door!"

The ball flew over the heads of the Inter Milan players, and an arc turned to the dead corner of the goal.

Cesar has been injured for a long time this season, and his state is not as good as before.But now, he soars into the air, and people seem to see the Inter San Cesar who saved Robben's fatal blow in the Champions League final!

"Cesar hugged the ball! My God! A free kick that flew to the dead corner of the goal! Cesar hugged it with one palm!"

Cesar fell to the ground, holding the ball tightly in his hands.

He ran a few times, and under the surprised eyes of everyone, including the Inter Milan players, he threw the ball fiercely towards the midfielder.

RUN!

Luther!

RUN!

(End of this chapter)