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Chapter 155 The Premier League Years Championship Is Yours?Sorry, he's mine! !
Chapter 155 The Premier League Years: The Championship Is Yours?Sorry, he's mine! !
Ecstasy, yes, ecstasy, unrepressed ecstasy! !
At this moment, the human nerves are completely released, the most hysterical release...
The flag is flying, waving unscrupulously...
The singing is loud! !
Arm in arm, crazily cuddling with the person next to him, kissing! ! !
At this moment, the Chelsea fans at the Luzhniki Stadium in Moscow are completely on the verge of madness, equalizing! !
The score was tied! !
1:1! !
On the big screen in the stadium, it faithfully displays:
Chelsea 1: 1 Manchester United, AND-REA, 33 minutes.
In West London, in countless bars, at this moment there was a roaring roar, the blue ocean burst into excitement, everyone hugged each other, patted their chests, drank beer, and shouted with the names of their heroes...
In China, China's largest sports portal, CCTV, has not obtained the right to broadcast the Champions League final. Countless fans, on the Internet, some even just watched the text live broadcast. At this moment, there was a burst of jubilation...
In Turin, some people were also cheering. They looked at the big black-haired boy running wildly on the court, and offered him the most simple blessings. It was so amazing. Xiang Nan only played for half a year in Turin In the last season, he completely won the heart of the red bull. This emotion has not diminished in the slightest because of the departure of the crimson number 61...
Grant rushed out of the coach's bench excitedly, clenched his fists tightly, and roared.
The camera also interestingly found the Russian rich man in the VIP box again. What the fans saw was the rare spring-like smiling face of the Chelsea boss...
When he scored a goal from the south, Ferguson roared like a roaring lion. No one knew who the godfather of Manchester United was yelling at, whether it was Van der Sar who was powerless at the last moment, or the best goal in the Champions League. In the historic goal, Brown and Vidic played awkward roles? ! !
At this moment, looking at the black-haired boy celebrating wildly on the pitch, Ferguson's eyes were complicated.
Back then, Manchester United intervened in the transfer to the south. Ferguson's original intention was to hinder Chelsea's transfer.
In the European transfer market, there are two recognized bullies, one is Real Madrid and the other is Chelsea.On the one hand, the sellers know that these two teams are rich, especially Calderon's Real Madrid, who are now famous fat sheep,
What's more, generally speaking, no matter which team buys a player, if the buyer is right, the value will increase. Without him, even if the rival team doesn't come to make a move and help you raise the transfer fee, they are willing to do it .
*******
Under the protest of Cristiano Ronaldo, the referee from Croatia, Lubosi Mihail, had to interrupt the crazy celebration of the Chelsea people.
The fans in the north-south stands waved their arms and ran towards the middle circle.
"Boy, the game is not over yet, this championship is mine!!" the Portuguese said in Xiang Nan's ear, the slightly curly hair of Manchester United No. 7 was wet with sweat.
"Really? I'm sorry, unfortunately, he is mine." Xiang Nan raised his head, not afraid of Cristiano Ronaldo's gaze.
The Portuguese sniffled and walked towards his own half with a gloomy expression.
On the sidelines of the court, Ferguson watched the collision between his most proud disciple and Xiang Nan, and smiled playfully.
'Two interesting boys! ! '
Kick off again and the game continues.
Affected by the equalizer, Chelsea's morale was greatly boosted. The scene was no longer the situation where Manchester United completely took the initiative before the goal.
"Scholes pass, Tevez breaks through, good job, Lampard tackles the ball over the baseline..."
"Joe Cole's pass, Andre, GO!!! Ugh...Hargreaves cuts the ball off, Manchester United counters, Makelele tackles the ball away from Cristiano Ronaldo..."
Both sides stepped up the press in the midfield, as soon as a loss was lost, they would immediately fight back on the spot. At this time, everyone on the field was on their backs, and the referee Lubos Mihail had to stop the game one after another. Makelele and Hargreaves showed yellow cards to control the situation on the field.
Ferguson has sat safely on the coaching bench. He doesn't seem to care about the current situation on the field. In fact, the current situation on the field has happened many times in the Premier League. Whether it is Ferguson, Or Grant, they are no strangers.
The Scot took a look, and the Israeli, who was also sitting on the coach's bench without any movement, closed his eyes thoughtfully.
Manchester United's assistant coach Mike-Phelan (Mike-Phelan) and Chelsea's assistant coach Wilkins became the busiest people, running to the fourth official Vladimir from Croatia from time to time. - From Linac, complaining that the referee's penalty is too indulgent for the opponent's bad fouls! !
Uh... I have to say, poor fourth official...
Vladimir Linak had a depressed look on his face, and he had to persuade the assistant coaches of both sides to go back. Sunglasses, without saying a word, really couldn't do it, so he pointed to the referee Lubos Mihail on the field, indicating that the one is the right one...
Ferguson and Grant didn't say anything about the behavior of their assistants. This was just a psychological battle between the two sides off the court. Although it had no effect, that was it.
Both of them understood that that was the end of the first half of the game, and it was up to the second half.
*******
Dudu! !
The Croatian referee Lubosi Mihail made a short whistle, the first half ended, Chelsea 1: 1 Manchester United!
The players quickly passed through the player channel and entered the locker room.
"Haha, it's conceivable that the Scotsman is in the dressing room, and he's going to turn on his horsepower again, and the famous hair dryer is going to start again." Mr. Wilson laughed loudly.
Uh... I have to say, this, no matter how you look at it, is all gloating...
"Objectively speaking, in the first half, Manchester United's performance was still very good. Before Andre's goal, Chelsea's attack was contained very well. In fact, Andre's goal was even more impressive. It relies on the flashes of superstars." Lineker analyzed Manchester United's performance in the first half more objectively.
"Unfortunately, the Scots don't think so, poor Brown and Vidic..."
Uh... I have to say, the old man of White Rose, the strong resentment...
*******
"Wes, you are a fucking little girl, being played around by a kid."
"Nemania, your performance is even more of a piece of shit. In that kind of situation, you put the shovel hastily. Are you thinking about women and alcohol?!"
In the South dressing room, the Scot roared, like a super cannon, rumbling and firing at the Manchester United players.
Cannons are much more powerful than hair dryers! !
No one dared to say anything, whether it was the veteran captain Ryan Giggs who did not play on the bench, the team captain Paul Scholes, or Cristiano Ronaldo.
In the Manchester United dressing room, Ferguson's authority cannot be challenged by anyone! !
Think of Cantona, the unruly king of Manchester United, under the hair dryer of the Scots...
Just imagine Beckham, who was once thought to be Manchester United's irreplaceable...
"In the second half, give me control of the midfield. Don't let Chelsea get the ball easily, and don't give Lampard and Ballack the chance to shoot from long distances. You did a good job in the first half, but in the second half, you have to be more fierce. Some, at this time, don't worry about red and yellow cards, look at the trophy on the sidelines, it belongs to you!!"
"Fuck me up!! Destroy those sons of bitches!!"
"Wes, Nemanja, the second half, I don't want to see it again, that black hair guy's easy breakthrough!! Hear that? You two idiots?!!"
Brown nodded blankly with a dark complexion, but he was cursing in his heart, "'Easy breakthrough?' Thank you for thinking it out?"
Brown glanced at Vidic who was also scolded by Ferguson, and the two nodded in tacit understanding, understanding what they should do...
"Wayne, you and Carlos need to cooperate more." Ferguson glanced at Rooney and Tevez.
The two chubby guys from Manchester United nodded.
"Cristiano!" The godfather of Manchester United glanced at his No. 7, as if he wanted to see through the Portuguese, "Don't let that guy named Andre disturb your stage!!"
"I need you to be more aggressive!!"
The Portuguese turned his head to one side, looked at the window of the locker room, his eyes became more cloudy...
*******
In the north locker room.
Grant's arrangement is almost the same as Ferguson's, that is, to strengthen the midfield press in the second half, even at the expense of fouls.
This is the final! !
Totally man's fight! !
"Andre, you should cooperate with Joe Cole more in the midfield in the second half." Grant arranged to move south in the second half, move his position appropriately, and make some small-scale cooperation with Chelsea's No. 10, "Try to serve Didi as much as possible." Egypt creates chances."
Sitting on a chair to the south, the locker room at the Luzhniki Stadium in Moscow is very luxurious, the seat is comfortable to sit on, stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and panted heavily.
Xiang Nan nodded, expressing his understanding that if he wanted to shoot more comfortably in the second half, it might not be easy for him to get a chance to shoot.
only--
No one can stop my hunger for a championship! ! !
champion! ! !
nobody…
(End of this chapter)
Ecstasy, yes, ecstasy, unrepressed ecstasy! !
At this moment, the human nerves are completely released, the most hysterical release...
The flag is flying, waving unscrupulously...
The singing is loud! !
Arm in arm, crazily cuddling with the person next to him, kissing! ! !
At this moment, the Chelsea fans at the Luzhniki Stadium in Moscow are completely on the verge of madness, equalizing! !
The score was tied! !
1:1! !
On the big screen in the stadium, it faithfully displays:
Chelsea 1: 1 Manchester United, AND-REA, 33 minutes.
In West London, in countless bars, at this moment there was a roaring roar, the blue ocean burst into excitement, everyone hugged each other, patted their chests, drank beer, and shouted with the names of their heroes...
In China, China's largest sports portal, CCTV, has not obtained the right to broadcast the Champions League final. Countless fans, on the Internet, some even just watched the text live broadcast. At this moment, there was a burst of jubilation...
In Turin, some people were also cheering. They looked at the big black-haired boy running wildly on the court, and offered him the most simple blessings. It was so amazing. Xiang Nan only played for half a year in Turin In the last season, he completely won the heart of the red bull. This emotion has not diminished in the slightest because of the departure of the crimson number 61...
Grant rushed out of the coach's bench excitedly, clenched his fists tightly, and roared.
The camera also interestingly found the Russian rich man in the VIP box again. What the fans saw was the rare spring-like smiling face of the Chelsea boss...
When he scored a goal from the south, Ferguson roared like a roaring lion. No one knew who the godfather of Manchester United was yelling at, whether it was Van der Sar who was powerless at the last moment, or the best goal in the Champions League. In the historic goal, Brown and Vidic played awkward roles? ! !
At this moment, looking at the black-haired boy celebrating wildly on the pitch, Ferguson's eyes were complicated.
Back then, Manchester United intervened in the transfer to the south. Ferguson's original intention was to hinder Chelsea's transfer.
In the European transfer market, there are two recognized bullies, one is Real Madrid and the other is Chelsea.On the one hand, the sellers know that these two teams are rich, especially Calderon's Real Madrid, who are now famous fat sheep,
What's more, generally speaking, no matter which team buys a player, if the buyer is right, the value will increase. Without him, even if the rival team doesn't come to make a move and help you raise the transfer fee, they are willing to do it .
*******
Under the protest of Cristiano Ronaldo, the referee from Croatia, Lubosi Mihail, had to interrupt the crazy celebration of the Chelsea people.
The fans in the north-south stands waved their arms and ran towards the middle circle.
"Boy, the game is not over yet, this championship is mine!!" the Portuguese said in Xiang Nan's ear, the slightly curly hair of Manchester United No. 7 was wet with sweat.
"Really? I'm sorry, unfortunately, he is mine." Xiang Nan raised his head, not afraid of Cristiano Ronaldo's gaze.
The Portuguese sniffled and walked towards his own half with a gloomy expression.
On the sidelines of the court, Ferguson watched the collision between his most proud disciple and Xiang Nan, and smiled playfully.
'Two interesting boys! ! '
Kick off again and the game continues.
Affected by the equalizer, Chelsea's morale was greatly boosted. The scene was no longer the situation where Manchester United completely took the initiative before the goal.
"Scholes pass, Tevez breaks through, good job, Lampard tackles the ball over the baseline..."
"Joe Cole's pass, Andre, GO!!! Ugh...Hargreaves cuts the ball off, Manchester United counters, Makelele tackles the ball away from Cristiano Ronaldo..."
Both sides stepped up the press in the midfield, as soon as a loss was lost, they would immediately fight back on the spot. At this time, everyone on the field was on their backs, and the referee Lubos Mihail had to stop the game one after another. Makelele and Hargreaves showed yellow cards to control the situation on the field.
Ferguson has sat safely on the coaching bench. He doesn't seem to care about the current situation on the field. In fact, the current situation on the field has happened many times in the Premier League. Whether it is Ferguson, Or Grant, they are no strangers.
The Scot took a look, and the Israeli, who was also sitting on the coach's bench without any movement, closed his eyes thoughtfully.
Manchester United's assistant coach Mike-Phelan (Mike-Phelan) and Chelsea's assistant coach Wilkins became the busiest people, running to the fourth official Vladimir from Croatia from time to time. - From Linac, complaining that the referee's penalty is too indulgent for the opponent's bad fouls! !
Uh... I have to say, poor fourth official...
Vladimir Linak had a depressed look on his face, and he had to persuade the assistant coaches of both sides to go back. Sunglasses, without saying a word, really couldn't do it, so he pointed to the referee Lubos Mihail on the field, indicating that the one is the right one...
Ferguson and Grant didn't say anything about the behavior of their assistants. This was just a psychological battle between the two sides off the court. Although it had no effect, that was it.
Both of them understood that that was the end of the first half of the game, and it was up to the second half.
*******
Dudu! !
The Croatian referee Lubosi Mihail made a short whistle, the first half ended, Chelsea 1: 1 Manchester United!
The players quickly passed through the player channel and entered the locker room.
"Haha, it's conceivable that the Scotsman is in the dressing room, and he's going to turn on his horsepower again, and the famous hair dryer is going to start again." Mr. Wilson laughed loudly.
Uh... I have to say, this, no matter how you look at it, is all gloating...
"Objectively speaking, in the first half, Manchester United's performance was still very good. Before Andre's goal, Chelsea's attack was contained very well. In fact, Andre's goal was even more impressive. It relies on the flashes of superstars." Lineker analyzed Manchester United's performance in the first half more objectively.
"Unfortunately, the Scots don't think so, poor Brown and Vidic..."
Uh... I have to say, the old man of White Rose, the strong resentment...
*******
"Wes, you are a fucking little girl, being played around by a kid."
"Nemania, your performance is even more of a piece of shit. In that kind of situation, you put the shovel hastily. Are you thinking about women and alcohol?!"
In the South dressing room, the Scot roared, like a super cannon, rumbling and firing at the Manchester United players.
Cannons are much more powerful than hair dryers! !
No one dared to say anything, whether it was the veteran captain Ryan Giggs who did not play on the bench, the team captain Paul Scholes, or Cristiano Ronaldo.
In the Manchester United dressing room, Ferguson's authority cannot be challenged by anyone! !
Think of Cantona, the unruly king of Manchester United, under the hair dryer of the Scots...
Just imagine Beckham, who was once thought to be Manchester United's irreplaceable...
"In the second half, give me control of the midfield. Don't let Chelsea get the ball easily, and don't give Lampard and Ballack the chance to shoot from long distances. You did a good job in the first half, but in the second half, you have to be more fierce. Some, at this time, don't worry about red and yellow cards, look at the trophy on the sidelines, it belongs to you!!"
"Fuck me up!! Destroy those sons of bitches!!"
"Wes, Nemanja, the second half, I don't want to see it again, that black hair guy's easy breakthrough!! Hear that? You two idiots?!!"
Brown nodded blankly with a dark complexion, but he was cursing in his heart, "'Easy breakthrough?' Thank you for thinking it out?"
Brown glanced at Vidic who was also scolded by Ferguson, and the two nodded in tacit understanding, understanding what they should do...
"Wayne, you and Carlos need to cooperate more." Ferguson glanced at Rooney and Tevez.
The two chubby guys from Manchester United nodded.
"Cristiano!" The godfather of Manchester United glanced at his No. 7, as if he wanted to see through the Portuguese, "Don't let that guy named Andre disturb your stage!!"
"I need you to be more aggressive!!"
The Portuguese turned his head to one side, looked at the window of the locker room, his eyes became more cloudy...
*******
In the north locker room.
Grant's arrangement is almost the same as Ferguson's, that is, to strengthen the midfield press in the second half, even at the expense of fouls.
This is the final! !
Totally man's fight! !
"Andre, you should cooperate with Joe Cole more in the midfield in the second half." Grant arranged to move south in the second half, move his position appropriately, and make some small-scale cooperation with Chelsea's No. 10, "Try to serve Didi as much as possible." Egypt creates chances."
Sitting on a chair to the south, the locker room at the Luzhniki Stadium in Moscow is very luxurious, the seat is comfortable to sit on, stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and panted heavily.
Xiang Nan nodded, expressing his understanding that if he wanted to shoot more comfortably in the second half, it might not be easy for him to get a chance to shoot.
only--
No one can stop my hunger for a championship! ! !
champion! ! !
nobody…
(End of this chapter)
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