fat man who can't play football

Chapter 108 Old Trafford

Chapter 108 Old Trafford
After Coady steals the ball, Traore in the frontcourt quickly starts, and the Blades want to replicate the wonderful cooperation with Coady when they played against the Blues.

But this time he was facing the old football ruffian Ashley Young. You must know that Young was known for his speed back then.

Will Blade be able to shake him off?

Traore was still speeding up ecstatically, striding forward, as if he hadn't thought about these things at all, only in his mind: run, run, run!
Yang clings to him, constantly reaching out to pull and entangle.

But Cody didn't care about these things, and made a 45-degree diagonal long pass from the backcourt, aiming at the position in front of the Blade Warrior.

"Uh, what did we see? Traore and Jan were in a race, and they were both so fast. It was unbelievable!"

Blade saw the ball was about to hit the ground, but he was still entangled by Jan.He could only try his best to fill the accelerator, and once again, the speed soared to the limit.

Although Yang was a little bit overwhelmed, he still gritted his teeth and followed him.

The ball was falling fast, Yang looked at the path of the ball, and didn't know which muscle was wrong, so he wanted to jump up and push the ball out.

But the moment he took off, the ball fell quickly and hit the ground just in front of him.

After bouncing, the football showed an irregular arc, barely passing by his side.

It has to be said that this is an extremely bad defensive choice.

Traore was completely unguarded around him.

Ashley felt bad the moment the ball bounced.By the time he hit the ground, the Blade Warrior had already driven straight in with the ball.

Blind was stunned, and he could still cheat his teammates like this.

From the corner of the eye of the Dutch central defender, Belotti and Hughes were both cutting into the middle.

What a fuck!
Mark or cover?

Blind greeted Ashley Young's family with Dutch curses, and at the same time blocked Traore.

But the Netherlands international seemed to have misjudged the speed of the Blades, stretching his legs too late, and he sluggishly got down to the ground only to catch a gust of wind.

The Blade Warrior roared past.

Now it was De Gea's turn to greet Blind's family, and David (De Gea) yelled loudly to make Smalling keep an eye on the people in the penalty area.

The Blades slowed down a bit after bringing the ball into the penalty area, and Belotti and Hughes were running to outflank the goal.

But the Blade Warrior started the no-look procedure again. When there were people outflanking the middle and the far end, he resolutely chose to hit the goal.

Belotti couldn't hold back seeing this scene, and cursed while running: "Pezzi di meida!" (Italian dog shit, literally translated as horse shit)

Even De Gea didn't expect this shot. I've seen one who can't open his eyes, and I've never seen such a naive one!

Fortunately, this shot was very powerful. De Gea didn't dare to catch it with his hands, and stretched out his leg iconically to block the ball.

But the ball just happened to fly in front of Belotti, who was furious. The Italian didn't expect to be surprised by cursing!

He froze for a moment, but luckily Smolin beside him didn't react either.

The sober Hong Beibei immediately shut his mouth and held his breath, facing the ball with a diving dive to the top.

De Gea just stretched his legs to make up for it, but he didn't lose his center of gravity.Seeing that Belotti was coming again, De Gea quickly got up and took a step forward to expand his defensive area.

Although Belotti hit the ball hastily, the effect was quite bizarre, and the ball flew high.

David mechanically raised his hands, and the football just passed his control.

The ball began to fall rapidly in front of the goal again, with a weird arc!
The football bounced into the net.

Leeds United took the lead at Old Trafford!

Carragher didn't pay attention to controlling his emotions at all. He growled: "God, what did I see. After De Gea blocked Traore's powerful shot, the ball just bounced in front of Belotti. Belotti A push to the top unexpectedly pushed out an unimaginable hanging door."

"This ball is so beautiful!"

The fat man danced happily on the coach's bench, quickly jumped down the steps, and celebrated wantonly in front of the Red Devils fans. Everything was just as he imagined in his dream.Celebrating in front of your sworn enemy is so cool!

Due to the grievances of the Hundred Years War of the Roses, the White Rose fans did not hide after the team scored a goal, and sang songs mocking the Red Devils.

Some Red Devils fans couldn't stand listening anymore, and threw the water glass in their hands towards the Leeds fan phalanx.

Although the number of White Rose fans in the away game was small, they did not hesitate. Fans from both sides quickly broke out in small-scale conflicts.

Due to the influence of football hooligans, the punishment for rioting fans in the stadium is very heavy in the UK.So the two sides didn't dare to fight, they just kept spitting at each other.

In addition, the English police are placed between the fans of both sides, and they can't reach out if they want to.

"Oh, it seems that the fans in the stands couldn't sit still anymore. There was some friction between the fans of the two sides. It seems that the conflict is still within the controllable range."

After this goal, there were less than 10 minutes left in the first half.

Manchester United was preparing to counterattack, but after taking the ball, Fellaini found that there were not many ball options in the offense.Depay on the right is basically hopeless, and he is always in a state of emptying under Robertson's defense.

Rooney, who was at the top, faced fierce physical confrontation from Maguire, and basically couldn't do anything except transition the ball.

Mata in the middle didn't have much advantage in the confrontation with Cook. "Afro" Fellaini swept around and decided to charge forward with the ball, but organizing offense is not his strong point.

It looks really messy.

The fat man couldn't help but glance at Van Gaal on the opposite side. You must know that the old man is best at cultivating young people. He has cultivated a golden generation in Ajax: Bergkamp, ​​Kluivert, Seedorf, Ove Mars, the De Boer brothers, Van der Sar, Rezig, all of them are resounding names.

But in the "post-Ferguson era", the Red Devils want to achieve results immediately, and there is no time for him to slowly train young people.

In particular, he has spent 2.9 million pounds in two years at Manchester United, but he failed to play the offensive football he played in Ajax, Barcelona and Bayern, and the team and the Premier League champions are also drifting away.

The patience of the Manchester United board and fans is running out.

Fatty couldn't help but feel sad for Chef Fan. It seems that the old man is not used to this utilitarian era. Now everything in the team is based on performance. It is impossible to spend 7 years to create "Class of 92" like Ferguson.

Fatty suddenly felt a sense of detachment. If he hadn't happened to come to Leeds United, which was at a low point, he might have been kicked out already.What can I change after I come to this world?If the team still can't produce results after a few years, what should I do?

All this gave Fatty a strong sense of unreality.

In a trance, the referee Oliver blew the whistle for the end of the first half, and the Leeds players entered the visiting team's locker room with a one-goal lead.

(End of this chapter)

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