Football: Starting from the Ronaldo Template

Chapter 155 Rashford’s black ass! (Third update)

Wow!

Countless Manchester United fans jumped up from their seats, waving their hands wildly and making eardrum-shaking sounds.

They only felt a red lightning flashing across the wing, passing Saravia and Mercado in three strikes and two divided by two.

Anyway, the score changed inexplicably.

The situation was completely different from the previous game, which made them ecstatic.

Victory is within reach!

The top eight are within reach!

The Chinese fans in the stands also merged into the carnival atmosphere around them. They were all thinking that the ticket price was definitely worth it.

The knockout rounds of the Champions League are so exciting, what about the double red club?

After scoring the goal, Pogba ran tens of meters to the home stands. The cheers seemed to turn into a real wave and rushed towards him. He raised his hands high and enjoyed it.

He likes the feeling of being noticed.

But before, he had to shoulder a lot of defensive tasks as a defensive midfielder. There were very few forwards in a game, let alone sending the ball into the opponent's goal.

That's why he chooses to show off his footwork from time to time and make a fuss about his head shape.

Manchester United players gathered around to celebrate.

Things like Hendrar scoring a goal and players going to Robben to celebrate will not happen to this Manchester United.

"Paul, congratulations on scoring another goal. This long-range shot is so cool!"

Chu Feng patted Pogba hard on the shoulder.

For a "bad boy", necessary praise is essential.

In fact, the reasons why Pogba left Manchester United were very complicated, of which Raiola's fueling was the most important part.

Those old things will no longer be mentioned.

After Pogba returned to Manchester United last season, he really lowered his attitude and played football down-to-earth.

But later many hidden conflicts broke out again.

Now that Ibrahimovic is injured and absent, Chu Feng can only regard himself as a bridge of communication between the coach and the players, and try his best to maintain the stability of the locker room.

Because he knows that only in this way can Manchester United go further and he can gain greater benefits.

"Haha, Chu, your passing is also very beautiful. The level of your left foot is almost the same as mine."

Pogba smiled happily when he heard this.

Chu Feng didn't say much more and continued to celebrate.

Looking at the unity of the Manchester United players, Mourinho also breathed a sigh of relief. This kind of tactics to grab the opening is not his style.

But they have the advantage in playing at home. If they continue to play tepidly, no one can say whether Sevilla will create the "Old Trafford Miracle".

That's why he boldly made changes to defeat Sevilla at the beginning.

Fortunately it turned out great.

Next door, Montella has not yet recovered from his dazed state. He is recording various data with a notebook and making tactical adjustments accordingly.

After a few seconds.

"Fucking unlucky!"

Montella said this again, his tone full of helplessness.

Before the game, he specially studied Mourinho's tactics and prepared to show off his skills in the away game, but this goal disrupted all his plans.

Manchester United have now scored a combined three goals in the first leg, including two precious away goals.

what does this mean?

This means that Sevilla must score at least three goals in this game to overtake Manchester United and advance.

This essentially spelled Sevilla's death.

Because Sevilla is not Liverpool, Manchester United is not AC Milan, and Old Trafford is not the Ataturk Olympic Stadium.

Montella's mind went blank and he didn't know what to do to save the situation. He could only sit back on the coaching bench silently to calm down.

The game soon resumed.

The mood of the players on both sides changes day by day, and this also affects their performance.

Sevilla launched the offensive according to the pre-match arrangement, breaking Manchester United's man-to-man defense through rotation in the frontcourt, and at the same time allowing the full midfielders to retreat to the center to participate in the organization.

In fact, it’s pretty much the same routine as the last game. Manchester United was naturally prepared for this, and the overall formation quickly pressed forward.

This causes the already dense midfield to become even more crowded.

What is the most important thing about the transmission and control system?

space!

After the midfield space was severely compressed, Sevilla's passes began to make frequent mistakes.

If Lukaku hadn't been in poor condition and wasted several counterattack opportunities, I'm afraid the score would have changed again.

Manchester United is very satisfied with the current situation and they are not in a hurry anyway.

The 27th minute of the game.

Bailly fiercely snatched the football from Vazquez's feet, and then directly kicked the ball to the right.

As Sevilla's two midfielders moved forward to participate in the attack, the two full-backs had to move in to cover their positions, which left the two wing defenses empty.

Bailly's long passing kicking skills are really beyond praise. If he were stronger, he could kick the ball directly out of bounds.

Even so, Rashford ran desperately and saved the ball before it was about to go out of bounds, but this gave Escudero time to return to defense.

The two started a one-on-one contest.

Rashford also chose to use his speed to break through.

"past."

As soon as the stadium DJ finished speaking, he saw Rashford's shorts being pulled down by Escudero, exposing a small part of his buttocks.

Beep!

The referee signaled Escudero for a defensive foul and gave him a yellow card.

Rashford, on the other hand, was so ashamed that he pulled up his pants and wanted to crawl into the ground in embarrassment. He was only a 19-year-old young man who had to do his homework when he got home.

More than 70,000 fans saw half of his butt live, and this photo will be widely spread on the Internet in the future.

Black history is all in high definition

Rashford tied the waist rope hard.

"Marcus, do you also want to become a "Light Man"? Like Diego Costa or Gerrard?"

Chu Feng ran over from the left, covering his mouth and asked.

"And Cassano, the boss should be familiar with his ass."

Matic also came to join in the fun.

"Why? Do they have that kind of relationship? No way, the boss has a wife and children!" Lukaku looked shocked.

"It seems to be the 09 season. Inter Milan was eliminated by Sampdoria in the Italian Cup semi-finals. Cassano took off his clothes and ran in front of the boss, and then stuck his butt high."

Matic said with a laugh.

"Hahaha!"

Chu Feng and his teammates laughed one after another, and unanimously turned their attention to the coaching bench on the sidelines.

"What's wrong? What problem did you encounter?"

Mourinho asked nervously.

"It's okay, boss, we are all bragging!"

Chu Feng shouted with his hands like trumpets.

If Mourinho knew that the players were gossiping about him on the court, no one would be left behind during the halftime break.

After all, Mourinho attaches great importance to players' attitude towards the game.

So let this be their secret, maybe it will be interesting to mention it someday in the future.

Chu Feng is also looking forward to Mourinho's reaction.

Rashford looked at his teammates who were still laughing and muttered: "I will wear tackle pants next time!"

(End of this chapter)