my name is morrison

Chapter 168 171 I hit 20

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At the end of the half, Manchester United fell behind 1:2, and the situation was critical.At Wembley Stadium, the natural home ground for English teams, Manchester United did not feel the home advantage it deserved.

They were wearing away jerseys, and all the fans in red jerseys on the scene, Barcelona fans only accounted for a small part.They wear home jerseys, but the region is naturally away.Just like what they have done on the road before, they are all wins.

"Messi has scored 12 goals in the Champions League this season. It seems that this season's Champions League Golden Boot trophy will be won by Messi." Yan Qiang's voice sounded again, "No.2 Morrison, then C Ronaldo, both of them scored 10 goals in the Champions League, Ronaldo has 2 penalties, ranking third from the outside."

"I believe Morrison will win the Champions League Golden Boot," Li Lianhua said with certainty. "Since he has scored 10 goals, he will overtake Messi by scoring 3 goals. I have always believed that."

Pfft... Yan Qiang squirted boiling water far away, sister, is it so easy to score in the Champions League?And it's the final!A hat-trick in the final?It's not impossible, but it hasn't appeared a few times in a century!

"Then Morrison scored two, tying Messi, no less." Li Lianhua was dissatisfied and murmured, "My family is invincible in Morihiroki, and he must be invincible in the stadium."

For Ferguson, conceding goals in the first half is normal, and scoring goals is also normal. What makes him dissatisfied is that he conceded two goals, and it is too difficult to recover.

In the locker room, Van der Sar, Scholes and Gary Neville gave passionate speeches. This was their first game. Although they did not play, Ginger Head and Newen Hao were more passionate than those who played.

"Reverse, we want to reverse."

"This game is the most important game of my career. I hope to win another championship for the team." Van der Sar seldom speaks, and he is desperate at this time, he can't wait to go directly to the opponent's penalty area.

"So do we, guys, play our game, we'll score, we'll come back."

Ferguson quickly deployed new tactics, and Morrison's role would be very important. He even put all his hopes on Morrison's shoulders.

"Morrison wants to score, at least one." Ferguson secretly gave him a goal.

Van der Sar put his arms around Morrison, "Relax and pay attention to going forward at any time. I will give you the greatest support and trust my pass."

"No problem, as long as you can hold on."

In the second half, amidst the cheers of tens of thousands of fans, Morrison played as he wished.

"Morrison finally came out, thank you very much, Morrison is great."

"Fuck, he's more handsome than on TV. I'm so hard to see. I don't know if Morrison has a boyfriend."

Li Lianhua couldn't help screaming loudly, "Ah... ah... Morrison, here we come, here we come."

Yan Qiang blushed when he heard that, but he still had professional qualities, "Morrison replaced Park Ji-sung, Manchester United is going to fight for their lives, and the Champions League final will not really start until this time."

"United will turn it around because Morrison has played."

Barcelona did not take the usual path, just started to attack, came up from the left, Fabio concentrated and broke the ball out of the baseline.

Ferguson and Guardiola battled wits and courage, and both teams showed strong technical and tactical levels.Guardiola is very smart, "Manchester United must think we are another tactical corner kick. Hey, I don't."

There is no tactical corner kick, Xavi drives the ball into the penalty area, Messi pulls to attract attention, Villa takes off and bombards with a header.

boom!
Grabbing the post into the net, bombing with a beautiful header, dodged Manchester United's tall central defender, and successfully grabbed the first point.Van der Sar didn't block Villa's header and kicked the ball angrily, "Fuck it."

Van der Sar was still thinking about transferring the ball to Morrison's feet, but he didn't expect to be scored at the beginning of the game, and Barcelona expanded the score.

3:1, Barcelona almost sealed the victory.Messi and Villa, Pedro each scored a goal, Manchester United powerless to parry.

As soon as Morrison came on the field, Barcelona gave him a blow.Pique was a little bit cool, and greeted the brother next to him, "Manchester United has no one who can play, and Morrison is nothing more than that."

Thinking of Shakira becoming a Morrison fan, Pique's heart was burning, and he hated Morrison inexplicably.He didn't know that Morrison had gone deeper, the wildfire was endless, and the spring breeze was blowing again.

The pressure on Morrison's shoulders increased again, "Sure enough, three goals are guaranteed, and today is almost hopeless." Just now, the teammates vowed to help, but I didn't expect it to be a waste of time. Alas, if I want to score, I have to hit 20 personal.

Barcelona made consecutive passes and scored in the 46th minute, almost killing the suspense of the game.Manchester United haven't given up yet, they have increased their impact and confrontation. In the next 15 minutes, as long as they can score a goal, the game is not over and they can continue to play.

Papapa, the collision was fierce, and Pique and Busquets almost stuck to Morrison, which made him quite uncomfortable.

boom!Morrison fell to the ground with chest pains and was smacked by Alves.Alves' knee hurt even more, and he cursed in his heart, "Morrison, that bastard, is so vicious, he actually did something wrong."

Set-pieces, set-pieces created by Morrison, edge of the box.He stood in front of the ball, and Rooney came over, "I feel lucky today."

"Okay, I will take the penalty, and you are ready to respond."

Rooney stared at Morrison, I want to take the penalty, don't you understand?The chance of set kicks is what Manchester United must grasp. Who made them unable to play sports?
"Defend well, don't give them a chance." Valdez commanded the defense line and kept aiming at the ball between the crowd, full of confidence.

"Hey, Morrison passed the ball? Or shot?" Valdez didn't feel very good, he couldn't see the ball, and it appeared, overhead, the ball went over the crowd and went straight to the goal.

Seeing the height of the ball, he was very confident and didn't bother to move. This height, this position, would definitely be higher than the goal.In the eyes of everyone, the ball fell rapidly like an elevator.

Here we go again, Morrison's elevator ball.

It's hard to defend, Morrison shoots directly from a set ball, Valdez has no response, and the ball easily goes into the net.A goal is scored and the score changes.

Manchester United pulled one back, 2:3, and there is still a chance. As long as they score one more, Manchester United can drag the game into overtime.

Hope rekindled.

Morrison did not celebrate, and immediately took the ball out of the net and put it on the center line, "Go on, the game is not over yet, we have a chance."

Ten minutes after Barcelona scored, Manchester United finally scored, and the suspense of the game was born again.

The Barcelona players had a bad look on their face. The boiled duck could still struggle, but the fish sashimi didn't dare to do this.They quickly organized a counterattack and suppressed Manchester United in all directions. They still have a lot of time to continue scoring goals.

Barcelona's back line has been raised to near the midfield line, almost half-court offense and defense.Pique even overwhelmed the midfielder and used it as a striker.

Rooney retreated to the midfield to assist in the defense, "What is Morrison doing? He didn't return to the defense, are you courting death?"

Morrison seemed to be floating.

He has been paying attention to the team's defense, as long as the ball is grabbed, he will sprint hard.

"Don't think about it, I won't give you a chance." Alves teased.

(End of this chapter)