Football: Starting from the Ronaldo Template

Chapter 167 There is a kind of courage to move forward, called "Manchester United"! (6th update, from yesterday)

"Damn Alexander, he was breached again if he wasn't paying attention."

Van Dijk and Lovren cursed secretly after reacting.

Usually they can catch up to defend Arnold, but just now they were in the gap between offense and defense. They were both guarding against Manchester United's attack in the middle.

It was too late to chase after him at this time, and he could only watch Chu Feng walk away.

But they did not stand still and give up the pursuit.

As long as there is a one in ten thousand chance.

"Single sword!"

"A player with a 100% single-handed success rate!"

"A simple change of pace to get past Karius and push into the empty goal!"

"Van Dijk slides in front of the goal to rescue?"

"Failed! He failed! Chu succeeded!"

"3-2!!!"

"In the 82nd minute of the game, go-ahead! Go-ahead!"

"Chu Zai is fighting with the spirit of Manchester United!"

"Never give up is the spiritual belief of the Red Devils!"

"Jamie, you fucking lost! Now, immediately, put on this Manchester United No. 7 jersey for me right now!"

Neville took off his headphones and pressed them hard on the table, stood up and yelled into the microphone.

What was transmitted along the microphone to hundreds of millions of people was the roar of Old Trafford. Manchester United fans had lost their most basic sense and set off a turbulent red wave.

And it's not over yet.

Tens of thousands of Manchester United fans who had not bought tickets stood outside the stadium and saw the shocking goal on their mobile phone screens dozens of seconds later.

Sir Matt Busby Road seems like an earthquake!

Carragher's face was pale, he stared blankly at the Manchester United No. 7 jersey on the table, and subconsciously turned his attention to the figure on the green field.

Chu Feng faced the tens of thousands of fans in the stands, closed his eyes and raised his hands, as if embracing the whole world.

equalize and overtake.

His blood burned like fire, and he understood the meaning of "Go Forward" in the Manchester United anthem.

This time he stopped the ball and shot. You can say it was due to luck, but it was also a display of his unremitting efforts.

Opportunities are reserved for those who are well prepared.

Old Trafford.

It carries the tears and sweat of many people and has witnessed the rise and fall of countless legends.

He also wants to leave his own mark on this legendary stadium!

This is a difficult goal.

But only in this way can it be interesting and inspire him to keep moving forward.

The Manchester United players were stunned for a moment, and then ecstasy surged into their hearts, and they rushed toward Chu Feng.

The roles of both parties are reversed!

Manchester United's morale climbed from the bottom to the top in an instant. Their bodies seemed to have regained their strength and all their fatigue had dissipated.

On the other hand, the Liverpool players looked bitter.

They are the ones who feel powerless now. No matter how hard they try to equalize the score, they will be overtaken by Manchester United soon.

No hope of victory in sight

In the stands.

Zhang Wei was caught among the crazy Manchester United fans, and the scenes filled his mind, and he could no longer suppress his excitement.

"Beautiful! Chu Feng! It's so damn beautiful!"

The faces of the nearby Chinese fans turned red and they couldn't help but sigh.

"These tens of thousands of dollars are really worth it!"

"Hahaha, Lao Zhang didn't get the spot. He is probably crying at home now!"

"Two goals and one assist, Chu Feng is going crazy!"

"Old Li! When will we do it again?"

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On the sidelines of the court, Mourinho imitated Klopp and ran wildly, but his pace seemed a bit slow, perhaps because he was worried about making the same mistake again.

Faria sat on the coach's bench and kept mumbling.

"So similar, so similar"

"This is a fucking alien!"

On the other side, Klopp's movement of rubbing his thigh stopped.

After a while, he sighed quietly. But he never gives up!

"You guys go warm up, we're going to give it a final try!"

Liverpool's substitutes cheered up.

People need a beacon when they are confused, and Klopp is Liverpool's beacon.

Soon the fourth official raised the LED board and both teams used up all their substitutions.

Here in Liverpool.

Wijnaldum, Lallana and Solanke replaced Alexander-Arnold, Robertson and Oxlade-Chamberlain.

Manchester United here.

McTominay, Fellaini and Darmian replaced Mata, Lingard and Lukaku.

All-out attack vs all-out defense!

Arnold was very unhappy when he left the field. He thought he could still hold on and have a chance to create opportunities in the next game.

The most important thing is that he was beaten by Chu Feng.

Arnold refused to high-five his teammates and kicked his water bottle angrily.

Klopp has no time to deal with this "bad boy" now.

Because Mourinho left Chu Feng on the court, it should be to retain the counterattack point in the frontcourt.

If another goal can be scored at this time, Liverpool's morale will completely collapse and there will no longer be any ability to fight back.

"Keep an eye on Manchester United's No. 7, it doesn't matter even if you get a red card!"

Klopp whispered to Wijnaldum.

The game starts again.

As time continues to pass, the level of confrontation on the field is also increasing.

At this point in the game, Liverpool is still "running wildly" and the players' physical fitness has already bottomed out.

Of course, the Manchester United players are not much better, they are even more tired than the Liverpool players.

The competition now is not about tactics or skills, but about spirit.

Everyone gritted their teeth and tried their best to fight for the football, but the physical exertion caused their movements to deform, and both sides made many mistakes.

Chu Feng is naturally no exception.

With continuous back-and-forth breakthroughs and the distraction of defense, he was almost reaching his limit.

Therefore, he can only threaten Liverpool players through his position and reduce the defensive pressure on his teammates.

While there was a fierce confrontation on the court, a big drama was going on in the Sky Sports commentary box in the stands.

"No, here you go, put it on."

Neville smiled and pushed the Manchester United No. 7 jersey in front of Carragher.

Seeing Carragher's silence, he mocked again: "No, right? There won't be anyone who loses a bet and refuses to honor it, right?"

"You must know that the most important thing for a man is integrity. There is an old saying in Chu's hometown, which is that a gentleman's words are hard to follow."

"It means what the man said, it's hard to catch up even if you hitch a four-horse cart."

“Jamie, you don’t want everyone to look down on you, right?”

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Carragher's arm couldn't stop trembling as he raised it, and after a few minutes he finally touched the jersey.

Although both it and the Liverpool jersey are red

Carragher still had the final hope that Neville would let him go on his own initiative, but looking at the expression on Neville's face, he finally gave up on this idea.

He knew he would become a laughing stock in English football.

Commentators from other nearby countries stopped explaining one after another, and some even took out their mobile phones and started recording.

Carragher wanted to die early and be born again. Without any hesitation, he suddenly grabbed the jersey and unfolded it.

But after looking at the name and number on the back of the jersey, his hands began to tremble uncontrollably again.

I don't know how long it took, but he finally put the jersey on.

at the same time.

Beep-beep-beep!

The referee blew the whistle to end the game.

Manchester United 3-2 Liverpool!

　Guys, I’ve returned yesterday’s, sorry, sorry!

　　

　

(End of this chapter)