Green Dragon

Chapter 216 An Apology From Captain Long
"The game... is over!"

"Manchester United won their fourth Champions League title!"

"In front of the old Sir Alex Ferguson, the young white swan is vulnerable!"

"Nani, who didn't start, turned out to be Ferguson's nuclear weapon! As soon as he came on the field, he directly destroyed the fighting spirit that Ajax had just ignited!"

"Although Long Shute worked very hard, in the face of absolute strength, the harder he worked... the more heartbreaking he would appear!"

"If you want to challenge for the Champions League, the Eredivisie clubs are still too weak!"

……

Long Shute was standing at the top of the penalty area, and he still kept his head turned.

The football spun around the net, and Stegrunberg lowered his head.

With less than 25 minutes left until the end of the game...

The score was 4-1...

Manchester United are extremely good at counterattacks...

Nani has just started playing, he has no physical problems, but his self-confidence is extremely high...

Ajax in those stands had already shed tears uncontrollably.

They thought that even if their team couldn't return to the top of Europe, they wouldn't lose so badly...

But the merciless Ferguson told them with a bloody score.

The gap between them and the top European giants is so big!
Ajax has fallen behind the times!
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Nani was still celebrating crazily. The Portuguese even tore off his jersey, rolled it up and threw it into the stands.

He got a yellow card for this, but he didn't care at all!
Because he is supported by all Manchester United fans like a king!

Even the pinnacles of Cantona and Ronaldo... that's all!
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"Come on, Emma."

Alex Watson persuaded his sister for the second time.

Many people around him have covered their faces and wept.

Even Ajax's own die-hard fans have no hope for the team. How can he still waste time here as a Chelsea fan?

Like the first time, Alex didn't hear his sister's answer clearly.

But his sister showed no tendency to look away from the arena.
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"Snapped!"

De Jong, with his hands on his hips, suddenly felt a burning pain in his back.

"puff!"

Vertonghen, who was lowering his head and sighing, felt his ass was hit hard.

"Snapped!"

Just about to bury his head between his legs, Stegrunberg felt a slap on the back of his head.

"Oh!"

With his head in his hands, Blinder watched as his roommate fished the ball out of the net and punched him in the chest.

Long Shute didn't press the football on the center line immediately. He stood at the top of Ajax's penalty area and looked at the teammates who had been slapped and buttocked by him.

"The conceded goal just now is my responsibility, and I must apologize."

Those teammates heard their vice-captain speak like this.

"If I had been in position earlier, Nani wouldn't have had the chance to shoot."

The Ajax players were a little bit overwhelmed:

Long Shute, who had already run [-] meters, held the football and apologized to his teammates!

Because I didn't wipe Dezeu and De Jong's ass in the first place? !
"I can't guarantee, as I usually do, that they will never attack again because this is Manchester United."

Just listen to Long Shute continue talking.

The singing of Manchester United fans is still passionate, but it seems that they cannot suppress his voice.

"But I won't give up, and I won't give up until the game is over!"

Ajax's vice-captain glanced at his teammates:
"I never put up my hand early, even when it's 1-100!

If we surrendered in the 65th minute, then when we played Barcelona...why bother? !
The championship trophy is already in sight, why give up? ! "

His eyes fell on De Jong:

"Come on, Sim, you don't have to worry about offense, put all your physical energy on defense."

Then Suarez:
"Louis, from now on, you don't need to go back to defense."

Su Xiaoya opened his mouth, but made no sound.

"Your only task is to stay in Manchester United's defense and wait for my pass at any time!"
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Van Basten's current state is a bit bad.

His mind was blank, even if he wanted to stand up, it was quite difficult.

The old injuries to his ankles and legs were extremely painful at this time, and even though it was a cool evening, he was completely soaked in endless sweat.

He didn't even notice that Bergkamp asked the players on the bench to warm up collectively, and he didn't listen to a word of Van Zkip and Witzger's suggestions.

His mind was blank, but his eyes were pitch black, and he could only see a dozen or so figures moving around.

This is not his white swan world!
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Ferguson looked at the Manchester United players who were celebrating wildly, and then at the Ajax players standing in a circle with their heads down, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

He took out a piece of chewing gum from his pocket, peeled off the paper, and put it in his mouth.

The sweet taste instantly filled his mouth, which was the feeling he was most familiar with.

"Ajax players seem to be having an impromptu meeting?"

Mullenstein whispered in his ear.

But even Mullenstein himself didn't care: "I still have fighting spirit at this time? This is worthy of respect."

Ferguson smiled and continued to taste the sweetness in his mouth.

If meetings were useful, Chinese football would already be number one in the world, wouldn't it? -
"drop!"

It was not until the 68th minute that Kassai blew the whistle to restart the game.

The Manchester United players celebrated wildly for 2 minutes, and Nani, who tore his jersey, had to run to the sidelines to change into a new one, which took an extra half a minute...

The time left for Ajax is only 22 minutes.

Suarez kicked off the ball, Long Shute made a diagonal pass to the left, and Blind got the ball.

With a huge lead and dwindling time, the faces of Manchester United's players showed relief.

Although the head coach said that they should not relax and underestimate the enemy, but...they already have the chance to win!
The rest of the game is just garbage time!

Even if it is a normal game, around 70 minutes is the time when all the human body can reach the critical point and the spirit needs to be refocused!

What's more, they have just recovered from the celebration, and their spirits are still in an inexplicable excitement. This is the instinct of the human body, and it is so easy to suppress it!
Blind sent a direct pass and the ball went around Rooney to find Suarez, who flicked to the right and started his run.

The closest Manchester United player to the football was Ryan Giggs, who recovered from the center, but he failed to touch the ball that was close at hand.

A white bolt of lightning brushed his toes and poked the ball away!

The 38-year-old Giggs has so much experience, he immediately stretched his legs, ready to block the leg that his opponent was dragging behind.

In such a quick transition, he was very sure that the Hungarian referee would not draw any cards at all!
Sure enough, Kasai did not even blow his whistle.

Because Giggs didn't stop anything at all!
His right foot just stretched out there in a daze, and the lightning had already rushed the ball across the middle circle!
That is the tail of lightning, how can mere mortals stop it? ! -
Long Shute has long aimed at Giggs' position. Although the 38-year-old Welsh legend was also known as the demon sword when he was young, he is not at the top after all. The nearly 70-minute game has made his physical fitness almost exhausted. He almost wants to stop himself. It is an impossible task.

And he did!
In front of his full-speed assault without warning, the 38-year-old Giggs didn't even have time to chase him back, so he let him rush directly!
Long Shute faced Manchester United captain Vidic!

"Oops……"

The corner of Ferguson's mouth suddenly twitched.

His Vidic...is not afraid of strength, height, confrontation, or even opponents' flops. The only thing he is afraid of...is this unreasonable speed forward!
Of course Long Shute is not a striker, but in terms of speed?

sorry!
The 21 players on the field... are all hot chickens! -
As a seasoned central defender, when facing an offensive player like Long Shute, the first task is to block the opponent's route from the center to attack or shoot.

Vidic is very clear, because the threat to the goalkeeper in the middle is the biggest, so he implemented this iron rule without compromise.

Long Shute didn't even have time to perform the feint he had prepared, and the opponent was already standing in the middle. All he needed to do... was to keep stepping on the accelerator and rush towards the penalty area!

Vidic turned around quickly, but it was only time for him to turn around, and Long Shute had already come to the right rib of the penalty area.

Van der Sar has already blocked the position of the near post. In front of his tall body, Long Shute hardly has any shooting angle!

Van der Sar even sealed the space between his legs with one hand!

One step forward is the bottom line!
Long Shute has nowhere to go!
shoot?

Or pass?
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Long Shute finally made a safer choice.

The shot had no angle at all, so he had to settle for the next best thing. He twisted his body abruptly, and swept the ball diagonally towards the middle with his right foot.

Suarez is trying his best to outflank the middle, but his absolute speed is still one step behind.

Long Shute had already reached the bottom line, and he had just rushed into the penalty area, and the gap between them was more than ten meters...

Vidic was too late to stop him, but Ferdinand pressed Suarez firmly.

Everyone knows that Ajax's offense can only rely on these two captains, and the others are even watching the show 30 meters away...

As long as Suarez is stared at, Ajax's attack will be useless!
Suarez jumped out suddenly!

He threw his entire body out!
Stretching his feet forward, he wants to poke his teammate's pass into the goal!
But almost at the same time, Ferdinand, who was blocking him, also stretched out his legs!
Although already 33 years old, Ferdinand, who is 1.8 meters tall, still seized the opportunity!

His long legs are stretched longer than Uruguayans!

"Crack!"

The football flew over the turf.

Suarez, who was suppressed by Ferdinand, had no hope of touching football at all.

But Long Shute, who was more than ten meters away, suddenly laughed.

He saw the ball he passed was touched by Ferdinand's outstretched right foot...

Then, as if being reflected by a mirror, he turned an infinitely straight 90-degree angle, and jumped into the half-empty goal with a "swoosh".

4-2!

Manchester United's own goal!

(End of this chapter)