Football's Number One Madman

Chapter 464 The Magic Bird Escapes from the Blue Bridge
Falling behind by 55 goals within 5 minutes, the mentality of the Manchester United players completely collapsed.

In the next 35 minutes, although Valencia, Young, Herrera and others tried their best to boost morale, they still failed to prevent the situation from deteriorating.

In the 63rd minute, Yang Zuoshi finally passed the ball into the penalty area accurately, but Morata's right foot kicked the ball directly into Courtois' arms...

In the 77th minute, Blind made a direct pass from the backcourt, and Lukaku, who leaned on Rudiger's back to take the ball, stopped the ball directly to Fabregas.

Fabregas tapped the ball with his heel, swayed Herrera away who was about to pounce, and then turned around with ease and kicked a long pass over Manchester United's poor defense, finding Hazard on the left. you.

The ball king broke through Smalling's defense like lightning, and advanced 30 meters in one breath. It was not until he reached the front of De Gea who abandoned the goal that he showed a smile:

"I'm going to pass the ball!"

Before he could finish his words, the outer instep of his right foot had already bounced towards the middle!
The football flew across the turf!

Lee Polo, who outflanked from the middle, directly pushed and shot!
6: 0!

[Negative emotions from De Gea, +148! 】

[Smolin, +239! 】

[Mourinho, +666! 】

【? ? ? 】

Seeing these pitifully few negative emotions, Li Poluo couldn't help being stunned:

[It's only 6:0, why can't you do it? ! 】

[You are Manchester United! 】

[Mourinho, you have to cheer up! 】

Mourinho on the coaching bench of the visiting team has no sense of resistance.

He was sitting on the leather seat at Stamford Bridge, with his hands in the pockets of his down jacket, and he was staring blankly at the large electronic screen in mid-air, as if he was out of his mind.

At this moment, the madman suddenly aged a lot, and the audience in front of the TV realized that his hair was almost completely white!
Looking at the distraught Mourinho, Conte couldn't help touching the top of his head.

He secretly thought in his heart:

[Or Guardiola is more sensible! 】

【As long as I don't grow my hair, you won't be able to see how old I am! 】
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Although Mourinho has no fighting spirit, Chelsea still shows no mercy.

Especially Hazard, he used his dribbling skills again and again to play poor Valencia and Smalling, and made De Gea make many thrilling saves.

Manchester United fans will certainly thank De Gea.

If he hadn't been in front of the goal, Hazard would have completed his hat-trick!

De Gea is back to a period that every goalkeeper misses so much, but hates deeply:

[*** in the front court, myself in the back court! 】
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However, despite Hazard's fierce offensive and frequent excellent chances, the cheers at Stamford Bridge became weaker and weaker.

This is also human nature. After all, Mourinho has coached the Blues twice and has a deep bond with Chelsea. After the initial excitement period, the fans are now starting to sympathize with the poor old coach...

Someone even shouted at Hazard:
"Eden! Don't cum! Don't cum!!!"

Perhaps Hazard heard the voices of the fans and remembered the short honeymoon period between himself and Mourinho. He hesitated for a while when shooting, and the football deviated from the goal and flew directly to the right.

On the right side... Remy, who had just been substituted a few minutes ago, snatched the ball back before the football rolled out of the bottom line, and it was an arc cross!
Li Poluo overwhelmed Blinder and jumped high, directly staged a violent smash in the penalty area!

"Whoosh!"

De Gea didn't expect Remy to get the ball back at all, this time he really didn't respond!
7: 0!

De Gea was so angry that he kicked the post!

[You people... don't talk about martial arts! 】

[Even Hazard, who dislikes Mourinho the most, gave up shooting, why do you still score goals? ! 】

[Negative emotions from De Gea, +498! 】

[Blind, +555! 】

[Mourinho, +745! 】

[Away fans, +2886! 】

[National Red Devils fans, +233886! 】

Seeing that his experience points had finally increased a little, Li Poluo came to the corner flag area contentedly.

He gently pulled off the corner flagpole, used it as a submachine gun in his hand, and fired wildly at the visiting team's bench!

"Tug-chug-chug-chug!"

Mourinho looked at him with a livid face, but there was no reaction!
But there was a voice like a devil in his heart:

[Whoever can break this guy's dog leg, I will let him be the core! 】
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The game did not end with 7:0, because Conte also made substitution adjustments in the last 10 minutes.

Remy, Li Polo, and Hazard formed a frontcourt trident, William replaced Azpilicueta, Zouma replaced the old captain Cahill, and the formation became 343.

There wasn't much time left for the substitutes, so Willian and Remy sprinted into United's fragile defense, and Blind could only temporarily stop their attack with a yellow card.

Alonso, who was standing at the penalty spot, took a deep breath, and his determined gaze made De Gea crazily beat drums in his heart.

Just when De Gea was vigilant, Li Polo and Rudiger squeezed into the penalty area, which made the goalkeeper a little distracted!

A gleam flashed in Alonso's eyes, and he shot decisively!
The football brushed Lukaku's head and flew over the wall, straight to the dead corner of the goal!
8: 0!

[Negative emotions from De Gea, +555! 】

Li Poluo was stunned again.

[This goal has nothing to do with me! 】

He looked at De Gea, but saw a trace of resentment in the other's eyes!

De Gea gritted his teeth and punched the ground:

[If you didn't raise your hand to signal, how could I be distracted! 】

[Don't blame you, who do you blame? ! 】
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"Drip, drip, drip~~~"

Atkinson referred to the practice of several previous colleagues. After the end of the regular time, without a second of injury time, he blew three whistles directly.

The referee's humanized law enforcement made the Manchester United soldiers and fans who came from afar feel the warmth of the capital.

In the original plan, regardless of the outcome of the game, Mourinho, who had to shake hands with his former disciples, was the first to escape from Stamford Bridge at this time.

A well-known European betting website even urgently opened a handicap:
"In 15 minutes, will Mourinho attend the post-match press conference?"
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Mourinho did not disappoint them and the Portuguese ended up sitting in front of the camera.

"It was a humiliating defeat and I have nothing to say."

He said such a sentence in total. He neither listened to the reporters' questions nor let the players who attended with him speak on behalf of Herrera, so he got up and left the media hall directly.

As the head coach who is best at using press conferences, Mourinho knows better than anyone else that the more he talks today, the easier it is for the reporters to leave behind!

Of course he can analyze the reasons for the failure-for example, Pogba and Luke Shaw are injured and absent, Lukaku and Morata have not yet run in well, Ashley Young and Valencia will not cross, Rashford will not pass. Root muscle, Matic's interception ability is not as good as Kanter, and Jones got a red card in the first half... But no matter how he analyzes it, this loss will not turn into a three-pointer!
And it won't earn a tear and a sympathy from public opinion!
The reason is very simple. Manchester United started this season so smoothly, so smooth that the entire Premier League would like to pull them down and step on them!
Now that they've been thrashed by Chelsea, the other 18 teams are finally relieved:

"It turns out that you are the same as us!"
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Mourinho walked away, but Li Polo just sat down at the speaking table.

Looking at more than a hundred reporters in the audience, he smiled openly:
"Welcome to Stamford Bridge, I believe today is a good enough game for anyone!"

He took out an A4 paper with three names and three numbers written on it.

Li Polo 6, Lukaku 0, Morata 0.

"The facts are very clear. The strongest firepower in Mr. Mourinho's mouth seems to be unacceptable at Stamford Bridge."

The narrow-minded guy shrugged his shoulders:

"I'm sorry to tell everyone that I can't run naked all the way from here to Old Trafford!"

"However, when Chelsea visit Old Trafford, I don't mind making another bet with Mr. Mourinho!"

"I hope he will still be the head coach of Manchester United at that time!"

Mourinho, who had escaped from Stamford Bridge and boarded the Manchester United bus, couldn't help but sneezed!

[Stay on the front line when doing things, so we can meet again in the future, do you understand! 】

[30 years in Hexi and 30 years in Hedong, you will regret it sooner or later! 】

(End of this chapter)