naaapseattle Chapter 241 The Song of Liverpool
Chapter 241 The Song of Liverpool
Chapter 241 The Song of Liverpool
"Oh? Manchester United took the lead in making substitutions!" Zhan Jun's sharp eyes saw the difference in Manchester United's lineup in the second half.
"In the first half, No. 18 Scholes, who was almost invisible in the audience, was replaced by No. 8 teenager Wayne Rooney!"
"Rooney only transferred from Everton to Manchester United this summer. The transfer fee is as high as 2700 million pounds. He is the most expensive player in the Premier League this summer."
"Rooney missed Manchester United's first few rounds of matches due to a foot injury in the European Cup. It seems that the foot injury has almost recovered. Now that Sir Alex is going to replace him, is he going to 'let it go'?"
"Judging from the situation in the first half, Liverpool's defense is impenetrable. Manchester United can't open Tang Wu's door just by relying on Ronaldinho's breakthrough."
Zhan Jun relentlessly cheered Liverpool and Tang Wu.
Like Ronaldinho, Rooney is one year younger than Tang Wu.
Ronaldinho is Portugal's rising star, Rooney is England's rising star, and Tang Wu is China's hopeful star!
In Zhan Jun's eyes, Tang Wu's shield was so strong that even the sharpest spears from Britain and Portugal would not be able to break through the gate behind Tang Wu.
The two sides fought again in another place, and Manchester United really stepped up their offense.
Shortly after the start, Sylvester intercepted the ball in the backcourt and passed the ball straight to Rooney.
After receiving the ball, Lu Xiaopang glanced at the positions of his opponents and teammates, and decisively dribbled forward.
After passing two people in a row, Lu Xiaopang kicked up suddenly, as if he wanted to cross.
But he quickly retracted his swinging right leg, and at the same time flicked the ball to the left, shaking Carragher and Hyypia away.
Immediately afterwards, Lu Xiaopang swung his left leg quickly, slammed the front of the ball with the upper side of the arch of his foot, and kicked the ball from the side of Carragher's leg towards the goal.
The rhythm of Lu Xiaopang's shot changes quickly, and the angle of the shot is also extremely tricky.
But Tang Wu had long been prepared for his feint shot, and when he actually shot, he fell sideways to the ground and saved the ball out of the baseline.
"This kid's feet are too fucking strong!" Tang Wu got up and shook his numb left hand, cursing secretly.
Lu Xiaopang's shooting in this way is destined not to use too much strength, but the speed after the ball is shot is very fast.If it wasn't for Tang Wu's early preparations, Manchester United might have tied the score at the beginning of the second half.
This will not work!
Tang Wuchao shouted to Carragher: "Hey, Jamie! Are you that afraid of that little fat man?"
"He just took a shot, why did you dodge?"
Just now Carragher and Hypia were shaken away by Rooney, and Rooney's shot flew out by rubbing Carragher's calf.
For a person who doesn't know what's going on behind him, it's the human body's inability to dodge subconsciously.Even some veteran defenders in the top leagues will occasionally "seek advantages and avoid disadvantages".
After all, not everyone is against Puyol in Lokomotiv Moscow in 02, who can use such a dangerous position on the left chest to block the opponent's powerful shots.
Now, after Tang Wu yelled, Carragher's face turned red.He knew that he was capable of blocking the shot just now.
"If you don't dare to block the ball with your butt, I advise you to be alone with Sami, won't it be okay if you get stuck?" Tang Wu's "annoying" ironic voice came again.
Carragher's eyes lit up, and he understood Tang Wu's meaning.
The loss of position just now was because Rooney seized the opportunity because he and Hyypia overlapped.Because Carragher didn't see the figure of Hyypia who came to make up the defense in the corner of his eyes, it caused the other side to lose its position.
Tang Wu's call is to remind him to pay attention to the defense with his teammates. If the defense is in place, even England's No. [-] star will have nothing to do with Liverpool's impregnable walls.
Carragher took a deep breath and began physically bouncing Rooney towards the outside of the box.Although the two are teammates of the national team, they can't care so much at this time.
"Fake, why is this kid so powerful?"
After Carragher squeezed a few times, Rooney pushed him two steps in.
Under Lu Xiaopang's jersey is a layer of bulging muscles.
The 5000 Liverpool fans of the visiting team sang loudly after seeing Tang Wu make another wonderful save.
This time they sang "going down" to mock the Red Devils Manchester United, which is close to the relegation zone.
The response of Manchester United fans was to hold up banners with the words "12" and "8", mocking Liverpool's 12-year absence of a championship since the restructuring of the Premier League.
Liverpool fans also showed no sign of weakness, they also held up the word "4", indicating that Liverpool has won 4 Champions League titles.
Manchester United took a corner kick as fans from both sides attacked each other.
"Giggs takes the corner."
"I found a place ahead!"
Zhan Jun relayed the broadcast in an orderly manner. After all, Tang Wu was very reassuring in defending corner kicks.
But this time Giggs made a smart penalty, he kicked a low penalty.Such a height made it impossible for Tang Wu to attack, so he could only stick to the goal line and rely on his teammates to clear the siege.
Josemi, standing at the front point, looked at the ball flying towards his lower abdomen, and was already ready to clear the siege.
But at this moment, a gust of wind blew by.The humid air after the rain penetrated Josemi's jersey and penetrated into every pore of him, the Red Army defender trembled all over, and the secret channel was not good.
"Oh!"
Like a miniature tank, Lu Xiaopang got rid of Carragher's close defense, rushed in front of Josemi, and swung his leg first to touch the ball.
Seeing the ball being knocked out of the penalty area, Tang Wu did not slack off.
Ronaldinho's volley in the first half is still vivid, Tang Wu is unwilling to make the same mistake in the same game.
Just as Tang Wu was moving laterally and turning his head to stare at the ball, his sight was suddenly blocked by two bodies, one red and one yellow.
not good!
Before Tang Wu complained, he heard a "boom" outside the restricted area.
Even if you close your eyes, you know that Manchester United has hit the door again!
But this time Tang Wu didn't make a save immediately.
Because Ronaldinho and Hypia blocked his view, Tang Wu made a save when he saw the ball flying out of Ronaldinho's side.
"TMD!" Tang Wu cursed secretly, then exhausted all his strength and rushed to the left.
The ball should go out of bounds!
The outstretched left arm didn't feel any blow, and Tang Wu felt a bad feeling in his heart.
"Boom!"
Behind him came the sound of the ball hitting the post.
Tang Wu let out a long breath.
call!Fortunately, God bless.
As soon as he turned his head, a rapidly flying ball hit Tang Wu in the back of the head.Before Tang Wu could react, the ball flew straight into the net.
beep! ! !
Carl's whistle sounded, and his right arm was pointed directly at the middle circle.
"Hoo hoo hoo hoo!!!"
The whole Old Trafford was boiling.
With the prayers of more than 6 fans, Manchester United finally scored a goal!
And it was the goal of that damned "middle finger man"!
At this moment, the Manchester United fans were almost rioting, standing in their seats one by one, yelling at the top of their voices.
So cool!The goal was so cool!
Zhan Jun opened his mouth in embarrassment, with regret written all over his face.
He was still saying "fortunately the ball hit the goal post", but the scene in the next second made him speechless in surprise.
Huang Jianxiang opened his mouth quickly. This is the first time he mentioned Zhan Jun to make a rescue.
"Ah! What a pity!"
"Although Keane's long shot hit the post, it rebounded to the back of Tang Wu's head and hit the goal directly."
"United tied the score at 57-1 in the 1th minute of the second half, and it was old captain Roy Keane who scored the goal."
At this moment, the hearts of Liverpool people were like riding a roller coaster, before they had time to get excited, they fell to the bottom.
Not to mention being equalized by Manchester United, but being scored by the opponent in this way.
This, this... This is simply too bad!
After more than 6 fans of the home team cheered, they gave Tang Wu a thumbs up and booed Tang Wu in unison.
Xiao Mian, aren't you crazy?
Are you not NB?
Don't you have one more finger than others?
Are you dumbfounded now?
Do you know how big your brain is?
A goalkeeper scored an own goal, is it still embarrassing?
The referee Karl ran to the sidelines while the Manchester United players were celebrating, and after communicating with other colleagues, he blew his whistle again.
"Hey..." Zhan Jun, who came back to his senses, understood the changes on the pitch, "It seems that the FA thinks that the goal was not scored by Manchester United. They changed the judgment to Tang Wu's own goal!"
Own goals?
Keane, who was raising his arms high after hearing the news, was taken aback, and then continued to yell at the fans.
Whether it was me or not!
Anyway, we scored!
Anyway we deflated that annoying asian kid!
Just right!An own goal can bring him even greater "humiliation"!
As I wish!
Keane led his teammates and continued to wave his arms to mobilize the enthusiasm of the fans.At this moment, they need to make persistent efforts with the help of the fans to achieve a lead.
In front of the Liverpool gate, Tang Wu's mind was buzzing, accompanied by a little tinnitus.
This happens to anyone who is hit on the back of the head unprepared, and Tang Wu is no exception.
After all, Tang Wu is just a goalkeeper, and he hasn't practiced his recovery speed after being hit in the head in his daily training.
Just when Tang Wu was still dazzled, Tang Wu saw a hand stretched out through his blurred vision.
"Uh, thank you." Tang Wu grabbed that hand subconsciously, and stood up with the help of the other party.
"Would you rather score yourself than let others score? Haha, your promise has been fulfilled." Looking at Tang Wu who was still rubbing his eyes, Ronaldinho left a taunt, turned and ran towards the celebrating teammates.
"Fake squid, MAN!" Tang Wuguang knew who the speaker was by hearing the voice, and immediately stretched out his left hand, and stretched out two middle fingers to Ronaldinho's back.
MD, this ball is really bad!
Tang Wu rubbed his gradually waking head, listening to the boos coming from all directions, he was also very angry.
From the day Tang Wu became a goalkeeper, he was ready to be scored by his opponent.It is not a shame to be scored a goal. On the contrary, it is quite normal for a goalkeeper.
Even bouncing off the post and hitting the keeper into the net is not an uncommon sight in the turbulent Premier League.
It's just that such a conceded goal is simply too low, low fart!
Still at the rival's home court, the goal was scored in such a way.
Tang Wu's "pretend B" in the first few 10 minutes disappeared in an instant, and all that remained was the humiliation of the entire audience.
"Haha, a goalkeeper scored an own goal! It's so funny!"
"Hey, where's your hand? Where's your finger? Why did you score with your head? Hahahahaha!"
"See? The Liverpool goalkeeper heads an own goal!"
All kinds of rampant and aggressive abuse sounded into Tang Wu's ears from all directions. Tang Wu took a deep breath and shook his head violently, intending to expel these disturbances from his mind.
As a goalkeeper, he needs to calm down as soon as possible after conceding the ball.
"No, TOM doesn't look good!" Gerald frowned.
As the captain, he has the responsibility to keep every player normal in any state.
Just when Gerrard stepped forward to give Tang Wu encouragement, a melody that was not loud but very familiar rang out over Old Trafford.
At this moment, all Liverpool players stood in place.Looking up at the small visiting team stands, listening to the distant and long singing of the KOPs.
(End of this chapter)