inspire-indiana Chapter 659 I Have a Small Idea
Chapter 659 I Have a Small Idea
Chapter 659 I Have a Small Idea
In the last chapter, some readers questioned that fans would not make jokes about dead people.
But in fact, almost every double red meeting, there will be similar ridicule.
Liverpool fans will mock Manchester United for the Munich tragedy, and Manchester United will of course choose the Hillsborough tragedy.
Of course, the clubs of both sides will carry out certain dissuasion.
In addition, on those anniversaries, most fans will also choose to respect.
But a mortal enemy is a mortal enemy, and the confrontation and attacks between them will probably never stop.
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Van Gaal's face became increasingly ugly.
Because he can't see any hope from the players!
Liverpool's midfield is like a tide, and every attack will suffocate Manchester United's defense!
If it weren't for De Gea...Liverpool has staged a massacre at Anfield!
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"There are still a few minutes left in the first half, and the score is still 3-1. Whether it is the score or the scene, Liverpool, who are playing at home, have a firm advantage."
Zhan Tianjun was refreshed and made a staged summary:
"In contrast to Manchester United, as of now, they have only formed a total of 4 shots, which is less than one-third of Liverpool's. The ball possession rate is only 41%, and the pass success rate is far inferior to that of their opponents. In addition, Schneider Delin, Blind, and Damian also received a yellow card for a foul, which will definitely affect the performance of the game in the future."
Zhang Lu smiled darkly:
"The most impressive Manchester United team is De Gea, if I remember correctly, he made at least five or six wonderful saves in this period!"
Zhan Tianjun smiled and flipped through the statistical data he made:
"The statistics don't lie. De Gea made 43 successful saves in the first 7 minutes, while Mignolet on the opposite side only made 1. In other words, if both sides remove the goalkeeper, the current score should be It's 10-2..."
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As the first half drew to a close, the pace of the game slowed down a bit.
Van Gaal exhaled slightly, reached out and pressed down on the sidelines, signaling the players to hold their ground.
Then he returned to the bench and discussed countermeasures with his assistant coach Giggs and others.
The second half... something has to change!
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Manchester United's players are obviously recovering. Except for the young Martial who can run a few steps, everyone else no longer presses Liverpool.
They probably referred to Watford's tactics and compressed their three lines tightly, leaving no space for Liverpool players to break through. Find a shortcut to the goal.
Of course he can try a long shot, or make a foul at the front of the penalty area, and even let Schneiderlin or Damian get another yellow card...
But Long Shute didn't do that.
He just keeps the football on his feet and walks outside the triple line....
"Longshut, Henderson, Moreno, Lucas, Coutinho, Lallana, Firmino, Longshut, Milner, Lallana..."
Zhan Tianjun found that he had pronounced the names of Liverpool's frontcourt players several times without knowing it, and he couldn't help laughing:
"Liverpool with a two-goal lead didn't seem in a hurry, they kept making reverse passes, and they were not in a hurry to launch an offensive..."
Zhang Lu nodded:
"After all, they are leading at home now, and half-time is coming soon. Controlling the tempo is also a very important part of football games, just like Barcelona... ouch?"
Just like what Barcelona is best at, after Liverpool made more than 30 meaningless short passes that made people almost fall asleep, Long Shute suddenly made a pass!
Here is the passing route he settled on after observing for a long time:
The ball first passed the 175cm Lingard, and then flew over the 182cm Blind's head!
There is the lowest area of Manchester United's entire defense line!
Blind's heart at this moment... must be broken!
Boss!
We have slept in Ajax for four full years!
From the youth team to the first team, every time we sleep...we are almost together!
Do you want to turn your face so cold-blooded and ruthless when you put on your clothes? !
Long Shute didn't care about sleeping and dressing. When he was passing the ball, Blind was just a white radish that didn't grow tall in his eyes!
His pick pass arc is very large, but the speed is not slow at all, because he played like Manchester United's surprise!
When Blind was about to turn around in a panic, Firmino had already passed by him. The Brazilian almost caught the ball on the baseline, and then swept towards the goal without hesitation!
De Gea, who had already been distracted by him, was startled, but could only see another red figure hitting the ball with a flick of light!
That's... red number 20? !
Why does he appear in this position? !
The mountains and rivers are full of doubts and no way out, the willows are dark and the flowers are bright... Lallana!
4-1!
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When the referee blew the half-time whistle, the two commentators were still enthusiastically discussing Liverpool's fourth goal.
"Zhang Zhi mentioned Barcelona just now, and this goal is indeed exactly the same as the previous Barcelona."
Zhan Tianjun doesn't need to recall at all, because the team's style of play has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people:
"When faced with a dense defense in the penalty area, Barcelona does exactly that. They first use the constant inversion of the midfield to relax the opponent's will, and then use an unexpected pass to penetrate the opponent's defense line and the final blow. fatal!"
"That's right," Zhang Lu chuckled:
"The first person responsible for sending deadly passes in Barcelona is usually their midfielder Xavi. His excellent overall view and exquisite passing, coupled with the tacit cooperation with his teammates, allowed Barcelona to defeat countless indestructible iron Barrel formation. And now Liverpool seems to have gradually found this feeling..."
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"4-1... Has anyone told me he's very happy with that scoreline?"
In the locker room of the home team, Long Shute's voice sounded.
Lallana and Coutinho, who were still praising each other for their wonderful goals, quickly stopped this flattery and listened quietly to the captain's speech with other teammates.
Even Rodgers and other members of the coaching staff also stopped discussing.
"If I remember correctly, in 2008-09 we also beat Manchester United 4-1, away from home."
Just listen to Long Shute say:
"Now that seven years have passed, I don't think 7-4 can reflect the gap between us and Manchester United today, let alone today at our Anfield."
Firmino suddenly said:
"Yes, if you are satisfied with this score, then let me score!"
In the first half, he sent assists to Long Shute and Lallana successively, but his own goal account was not opened. As a striker, he certainly didn't want to see this.
Long Shute was very happy to have teammates who could support him, so he nodded:
"Does anyone know the biggest score between us and Manchester United in history?"
Players and coaches looked at each other, but no one could answer immediately.
After all, the grievances between Liverpool and Manchester United have been entangled for 120 years, and they have played against each other more than 200 times. Most people will not talk about the long record-not to mention that there are few native-born players in this Liverpool team. Liverpool people.
Only Flanagan, who entered the roster, replied hesitantly:
"I used to learn when I was a kid... It should be a long, long time ago, we beat Manchester United 7-1!"
"History is well learned. It was 1895, and it has been 121 years from now."
Long Shute patted him on the shoulder, then smiled and opened his arms:
"I have a little idea, is there anyone...willing to join me in setting a new record?
Just today, right here, relying on us! "
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When the players from both sides walked out of the tunnel, neither the scene nor the Manchester United fans in front of the TV could believe their eyes.
They saw their head coach, the great Chef Fan... replaced Professor Ashley Yang with Cameron Jackson!
This Jackson...even if he Googled, he couldn't find any details about him!
He is only 19 years old!
Today is the third official game for Manchester United in his career.
He represented Manchester United for the first time. The Red Devils were tied 0-0 at home by the precarious Chelsea.
Not long after, he got the chance to start, and then Manchester United was beaten 1-2 by Bournemouth, who ranked second to last...
This is the third time that he is facing a group of Liverpool players who are about to set a new record!
Van Gaal, who has a discerning eye, decided to hone the young man in the decisive battle of the Shuanghonghui, which is related to his handsome position!
Let me ask the famous commander in the world, who can have such courage? !
Only Van Gaal! -
"Adam, Jamie, if you can't kill this brat in the second half, you guys will automatically play in the rotation this season!"
Lallana and Milner, who are mainly in charge of the right, heard a provocation from the captain's mouth that made them feel stressed.
The two England midfielders stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards their 19-year-old compatriots!
"Long Shute picked a pass! Lallana broke through Jackson! Crossed the middle! Fei, Firmino! 5-1!"
"It was Milner this time! Jackson didn't guard him! Henderson outflanked the center and shot! 6-1!"
"Longshutra's side...Jackson again...ah, wearing the crotch...Blind fills in...Shoot directly from a small angle! 7-1!"
"In 30 minutes, Manchester United conceded three goals in a row. Manchester United suffered a bloody massacre at Anfield!"
"Jackson, who came off the bench in the second half, was powerless against Liverpool's successive attacks! He has completely become a shortcoming in Manchester United's defense!"
"Poor Jackson, I really don't understand why Van Gaal sent him out in such a crucial game? Isn't he still sitting on the bench... Oh, Manchester United really has no defenders..."
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"Louis, Louis, we all love Louis van Gaal!
Glazer, Glazer (Man Utd owner), please make him manager forever!
For this purpose we have come together,
Liverpool, Chelsea, Manchester City, and... Arsenal!
We sincerely implore you,
Please give Louis a little more patience and a little more trust,
He is the one you were destined for! "
Van Gaal heard it, and in the KOP stands, there was a burst of upbeat songs.
Those damn Liverpool fans!
He raised his head and glanced, and suddenly his anger rushed to his forehead!
There are so many mischievous guys, each of them is holding a piece of cardboard, with a special bold pen on it, and a letter is written on it:
"SAVELVG!"
Save LVG (Luis Van Gal)!
Tolerable or unbearable!
I, Louis van Gaal... need your hypocrisy to save me? !
I, Louis van Gaal... When will I be treated at the same level as Arsene Wenger? !
Chef Fan was feeling a pain in his forehead, but he heard the fans suddenly stop singing, and then erupted into wild cheers that almost overturned the stadium:
"Hurrah!"
All directions of Anfield were swept by this heat wave, and Van Gaal was almost suffocating!
His consciousness seemed to be blurred, and he only heard an annoying voice faintly on the radio:
"In the 84th minute, Liverpool scored another goal, the current score...Liverpool, 8, Manchester United, 1, the scorer...Liverpool No. 8..."
He seemed to want to show off, but more than 4 fans almost couldn't wait to answer him with a hoarse roar:
"Loooooong! Shuuuuute!"
(End of this chapter)