Green Life

At this time, everyone watching this game has a deep fatigue, that is mental fatigue.

Whether it is the fans, the media or the players and coaches.

The match lasted for nearly 70 minutes, and the score still stubbornly stopped at 2:0 without moving.

"Now there are ten players on both sides, and there are still 20 minutes in the game. If Manchester United can't get a goal back as soon as possible, their hopes will become increasingly slim," Peterson said.

"Manchester United is now two, four and three, and they are launching a final fight," McCain said. "Liverpool is still a solid four-four-four defensive formation."

"Ole, if Manchester United really lost this game, what do you think is the biggest reason?" Peterson turned his head and asked.

Solskjaer thought about it for a while, "Mentality and luck, if there is no opening goal, maybe Manchester United will not be so impatient, and there may not be a second goal, but"

He shrugged, "This is football, Manchester United have to accept all of this, but fortunately, we can regain our strength in the Champions League."

Even their celebrities have no hope of victory, one can imagine the current situation on the court.

Manchester United is now relying solely on the personal ability of the Trident in the frontcourt, which is messy and inefficient.

Without space, Manchester United can only rely on forced crosses to try their luck. Gerrard received the position of the midfielder to assist in the air defense in the penalty area, and Maqin and Alonso prevented long shots outside the penalty area.

These three people are all-around midfielders, attacking and defending. Now many people don't feel it. If five years pass, all clubs will drool over this midfield match.

"Hey..." After Rooney rushed to the top again and barely pushed the ball high, there was a huge sigh from the stands.

Rooney lowered his head and walked back sorrowfully. Now they are only supported by scoring a goal to save Old Trafford's face. Losing the championship at home is even more uncomfortable than killing them.

"C Ronaldo, Ronaldo..." Zhan Jun yelled. Reina saw that he had no chance to serve the defender. He drove to the front court with a big foot. There was no one in Liverpool.

Ferdinand stopped the ball in his chest and strode forward to dribble the ball. Maqin quickly stepped forward to block it. Ferdinand was like a defensive midfielder and passed a diagonal pass to Cristiano Ronaldo.

"C Ronaldo dribbles laterally, very fast", Zhan Jun's voice continued, "Gerard was wiped laterally, Rooney asked for the ball at the far end, Ronaldo did not give it, long shot..."

Ronaldo only believes in himself now. He accelerates and then accelerates, out of a gap, his left foot slams on the ball with a "bang", and the ball swishes under Gerrard's blocking leg.

There were many people in the penalty area, but no one touched the ball strangely. Reina found that the ball came too late. He tried his best to pounce on the ground and the ball slipped past his left hand!

Cristiano Ronaldo took the ball with his left foot to a reverse angle. He only heard a loud noise from "Duang". The ball quickly hit the post and bounced to the sideline.

"Oh...", all the Manchester United fans in the stands held their heads in their hands with an expression of disbelief.

Nothing enters this special!

"The ball hit the post and Liverpool escaped. Their luck in this game..." Zhan Jun shouted.

"This is like a divine help, hehe", Zhang Lu said with a smile, "Even the pillars of Old Trafford help."

Queiroz replaced Sir Alex on the sidelines with his hands in his hands. This was their most promising chance to score this game.

Ronaldo looked frustrated, Rooney was very dissatisfied and seemed to complain about something. He was empty at the far end just now. Ronaldo's push might be a single shot, and he felt more confident.

"Counter-attack! Liverpool's counter-attack again!" Peterson explained when the scene changed.

Manchester United's right wing was completely empty. Enrique caught up with the ball from the wing and swept the pass vigorously, like an off-string arrow, and went straight to the frontcourt.

"Mark, Mark, pretty..., Leila is empty", Peterson couldn't help screaming when he saw the ball.

This time it was Ferdinand who pressed down to his midfielder to seal Maqin behind. Maqin directly made the wall with his left foot.

The ball made a small refraction, still at the speed of an arrow from the string, past the feet of Ferdinand behind him, and went straight to Manchester United's empty right side!

"Leila, Leila", now only Vidic and Carrick in the middle are chasing back frantically.

"Boom..." The ball reached the east stand, aroused fierce cheers from Liverpool fans in the stands.

"Run, run, run...", they screamed at Liela wantonly, venting their passion.

Vidic swiftly moved towards Liela on the wing to make up, and at the same time he pointed to his back and shouted at Carrick, "Michael, make up, make up."

The far end Kuyt mad forward, ready to catch the point. After Maqin passed the ball while Ferdinand turned around while watching the ball, he bypassed Ferdinand from the other side and ran forward crazy along the middle!

"Three-on-two, three-on-two, Ferdinand is slow to catch up", Zhan Jun shouted, "Will Liverpool kill the game"

Liela exploded with the greatest speed since he came to England, running with the ball, the speed of the ball is very fast, he must also be very fast!

"Leila, Leila, he caught up to the ball, Vidic blocked it, smashed the ball, dunked again, shot..."

"FK", Benitez was originally staring at the ball intently, waiting to kill the game, waved his arms and cursed angrily. The two people on the frontcourt were responding. Didn't you see?

Who doesn't want to score goals in this kind of game?

Liela just reached the corner of the penalty area when he received the ball, and the two spikes had entered the penalty area, dodged Vidic's thigh, and volleyed his left foot vigorously to the near corner.

To say that the shot quality of this ball is quite high, powerful, fast, and went straight to Van der Sar's wicket.

Van der Sar subconsciously sat down and retracted his leg, and the ball hit his leg with a "bang" and bounced toward the middle of the penalty area.

Both Kuyt and Carrick were slightly far away from the goal post, and none of the ball hairs were touched.

But there is also..., a red figure is only now inserting into the restricted area like wind, facing the ball that pops up, volleying with all the strength of the whole body!

"Mark..." Peterson yelled frantically, even dragging out a terrifying ending.

"Boom", "Boom..." The ball went straight to the upper corner of the goal center like a white light, bounced fiercely on the back net, and quickly bounced out of the goal.

"Goal~al~al~, Mark again, Mark again, hat trick! Unbelievable!"

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom", as long as the Red Army fans watching this game, they all explode instantly!

Kill, kill, he killed the game!

Won! Won! We are the **** champions!

"Roar", Benitez on the sidelines hugged Sammy Lee and shouted in excitement. He didn't replace him. That's right! correct!

"Makqin, hat-trick, he can't stop him today!" Zhan Jun exclaimed, "His feet are like magnets today, firmly attracting the ball!"

Maqin went straight to the away fans area behind the goal this time, and flew on!

The fans were crazy and screamed at him, "Ah..."

"Mark", "Hero", "Prince", the fans slapped him on the shoulder frantically, and more and more teammates followed, embraced, and shouted!

This time Old Trafford really left one voice, the voice of Liverpool fans celebrating!

"The game is over!" McManaman said, "Manchester United will no longer have any hope. Today Mark is the **** on the court. He occupied Old Trafford alone."

"Mark, Mark, he is the second person in the visiting team to perform a hat trick at Old Trafford during Ferguson's reign. Only the alien Ronaldo is ahead of him." Peterson immediately turned the record up, "His Performance will conquer everyone"

Solskjaer shook his head and looked helpless. When he met Ronaldo in 2003, he was on the bench. He was indeed an omnipotent alien. Today, he is relived like an old dream.

But it is still extremely bitter!

Ferguson has nothing to do with the scene. Their loss today is unreasonable and has no temper. Any team encounters the two-legged world wave, there will be no way.

The only regret is that their attack did not even threaten Liverpool's gates several times.

"Echo": God tonight is Mark!

"The Times": Prince Anfield conquered Old Trafford!

"Guardian": This season's championship race is over, Liverpool is the best!

"Mirror": Unexpected double red society, unexpected protagonist!

The major media websites couldn't even wait for the end of the game, so they couldn't wait to release the news. No one thought that tonight's game would be like this beforehand.

That black-haired boy, three shots, three goals!

His talent has shined like a diamond, dazzling!

Manchester United was on the verge of collapse. The moment Mark Qin burst into the net, they all sat on the ground, silent.

Many commentators in the commentary stand have stood up, and they all waited for the moment when the game was over.

In addition to Liverpool fans, some neutral fans also stood up and waited for the moment when the game was over.

Waiting, applaud for the most dazzling teenager.

Ferguson got up from the coach's bench for the first time in the second half and stood on the sidelines, looking tragic. When the players of Manchester United saw it, they stood up one by one.

They understood what the old man meant, and would rather stand and die than be beaten down!

Manchester United replaced the two veterans who could not run, replaced by Nani and Park Ji-sung!

The long-awaited Asian derby by South Korean commentators has finally come true~www.readwn.com~ but they would rather not be now!

Benitez also hurriedly replaced, replaced Alonso, replaced Bruno, replaced Kuyt, replaced Lucas.

He did not replace Makqin. At this moment, he must let him enjoy the glory on the court alone.

Manchester United launched a suicidal attack with red eyes, hanging from the penalty area in the backcourt, and five forwards fighting chaos!

"Goal...al...al, Manchester United finally got a goal. In the 87th minute, Rooney stabbed in the chaos."

They are still rushing, rushing, rushing...

Except for Mark Qin, Liverpool shrank into the penalty area, waiting for the whistle of the end of the game.

Benitez called out loudly from the sidelines, let the players stabilize and then stabilize, only four minutes left after counting stoppage time!

"Tevez, turn around and shoot..." Peterson yelled, "Reina, Reina did a good job. He blocked the ball from the baseline with his foot. In the last few minutes, Manchester United had already lost his eyes, and there was a lot of noise in front of Liverpool. !"

"Corner kicks, both defenders are coming up, Van der Sar! The goalkeeper is coming up too, there is only one Carrick left behind. Manchester United broke out their blood in the end." Solskjaer was finally excited to see what he was familiar with. Manchester United woke up.

But it was too late. Reina hit with a single punch and knocked Rooney's corner kick out of the penalty area.

The audience was empty, all in the penalty area of ​​Liverpool, in addition to Makqin and Carrick!

The only two people facing the ball in a way of intersecting, Mark Qin stretched out his feet and made a big turn, lest Carrickla could get to him, and used his remaining strength to rush towards the ball frantically.

Everyone, on and off the court or in front of the TV, stood up, watching the red glow.

That was a green youth!

That was the end of a game!

That was the beginning of an immortal legend...