Messi was so scared that he cried when he maxed out his header talent at the start of the game

The Dutchman originally wanted to maintain a calm and composed attitude.

Unexpectedly, he learned from the reporter that Su Fei appeared in Manchester City's player list today.

Rijkaard recalled the hospital examination list that his assistant got for him after the first leg.

He frowned slightly.

What the hell?

The boy's injury should not be able to return so soon.

Manchester City's smoke bomb?

Or did the boy force himself to play, got a closed injection, and was ready to play with an injury?

No one could give Rijkaard an answer.

But thinking of the 4-goal lead, the Dutchman relaxed his brows again.

Even if Su Fei can play, so what, he can't make a splash.

"I am very happy to hear this good news."

"Injuries are part of the game, but everyone hopes that injuries stay away from the court."

"I hope to see Su's name in the starting list."

......

On the other side, Stewart came on the court later.

Naturally, the reporters asked about Su Fei's comeback.

Today's Stuart.

Radiant.

Full of confidence.

As if it was Manchester City that was leading 4:0, not the opponent Barcelona.

And his speech was full of mystery.

"Su did pass the team's health check, but the actual situation on the field, whether he will be a starter or a substitute, has not yet been determined."

Stuart is not stupid.

He couldn't tell the reporter directly that Su Fei had recovered to 100%.

Only in this way.

can the role of Su Fei's comeback be maximized.

Then Stuart learned about Rijkaard's speech from the reporter's retelling.

He heard contempt and indifference from this speech.

The old man smiled.

"I will try my best to meet Coach Calder's request."

The media reporters at the scene.

It can be clearly felt that today's Stuart is a little different from the one they are familiar with.

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Both coaches have their own thoughts on Su Fei's comeback.

The news quickly spread throughout the Manchester City fan circle through media reports.

Inside and outside the Etihad Stadium.

Whether it is the Blue Moon fans who have already entered or gathered outside the stadium, it has become lively.

The Manchester City star is back!

This is like a shot of adrenaline, piercing the hearts of the Blue Moon fans.

And on the Internet.

The news that Su Fei appeared on the Manchester City roster.

In less than 1 minute, it rushed to the top of the hot search list of major sports media official websites and fan forums.

Back.

That man, he is back on time!

Of course.

There are also discordant voices.

Su Fei is the hope of Manchester City, but he is also a thorn in the eyes of many other team fans and an object of hatred.

- [Return? It should be a forced comeback, is it a closed injection? ]

- [If it is really a closed injection, then it will be useless. 】

-[Mainly, is Su Fei's return enough? 4 goals, that's a total loss of 4 goals to Barcelona! ]

-[Manchester City fans are just having fun before the game, as soon as the game starts, they will soon return to reality. ]

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The undercurrents are surging before the game, and the storm is coming.

4:30 in the evening.

The home team's locker room.

Stuart stood in the center of the locker room, and all around him were Manchester City players who raised their heads and looked at him seriously.

"I've finished talking about the tactical aspect."

"Let's talk about this game."

"This is the first time we have entered the Champions League knockout stage as Manchester City, and we have met the most powerful club on the planet, perhaps, no one else!"

"Reality is indeed cruel. In the last game, we lost badly. We were shut out by them for 4 goals."

"You all know the voices after the game... It's over, they are doomed to lose, they will definitely be eliminated, they don't deserve to play against Barcelona at all."

"No one!"

"No one is optimistic about us anymore!"

"But."

"So what?"

At this point, Stuart's voice suddenly rose, and his voice was so loud that it could be clearly heard outside the locker room door.

"We are Manchester City."

"In the past few years, in most of the first half of last season, even before we were sure to win the Premier League title!"

"There are always more people who don't think highly of us!"

"The voices of doubt always surround us!"

"We have always been fuckingWe are the side that is not favored, and we seem to be the side that deserves to fail!"

"But haven't we slapped everyone in the face again and again, and walked here step by step?"

"Listen!"

"Today, we will continue to slap all doubts in the face, we will climb on Barcelona's shoulders and step on Barcelona's head!"

"Keep going!"

"Score!!!"

"Goal!!!"

"I need one goal after another!"

"Until we tie them, until we surpass them, and never stop scoring!"

"Then."

"Cheer and shout to celebrate the victory with the 55,000 fans at the scene, and the countless fans outside the stadium and in front of the TV who support us!"

"Superbia in Proelio!!!"

Stuart's speech successfully mobilized the passion of all Manchester City players.

Su Fei silently stretched out his hand.

The teammates immediately let go one after another.

"Manchester City! ”

“Must win!! !”

No one knew at this time.

A super miracle that is enough to shock the entire football world is about to be born.....

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At the commentary desk of Etihad Stadium, Wang Tao and Zhan Jun are debugging the equipment.

Old friends who are familiar with each other, but do not know the familiar smile before commentating Manchester City’s game.

“Teacher Zhan Jun, since I finished commentating the last Champions League, I haven’t slept well for several days. After today’s commentary, I guess I will ask the doctor to prescribe sleeping pills.”

“Taoer, relax. Manchester City lost this time, at least it was last year’s champion, and Barcelona’s current state also has a good chance to win two consecutive championships this year. As Manchester City’s first Champions League trip, it is already very good. ”

“I know, I know everything, but....you know, it’s like watching our Chinese men’s football team play against Japan. There is indeed a gap in strength, but how can we resist the fantasy of winning? "

Wang Tao's analogy made Zhan Jun fall into silence for a while, and then he couldn't help cursing.

"Manchester City lost so badly this time, it's already very uncomfortable. You mention the national football team again, isn't it even more annoying, you kid! When you go to see the doctor later, take me with you."

"Are you also going to take sleeping pills?"

"I'm going to ask the doctor to prescribe you poison and poison you to death!"

Wang Tao laughed, and Zhan Jun also laughed, and the two of them made fun of the bitterness.

Equipment debugging is complete.

The live screen is turned on.

"ESPN Sports Satellite TV!"

"ESPN Sports Satellite TV!"

"Welcome to watch the live broadcast of the second round of the 2006-07 Champions League round of 16!"

"Manchester City is at home against Barcelona!"

"The last time the two teams met, the final score was Barcelona 4:0 Manchester City, and Barcelona is currently leading by a big score of 4 goals!"

"Manchester City is in a critical situation to qualify. "

"But there is also good news for Manchester City."

"That is, Su Fei, who was injured in the last game, appeared in the player list today."

"Even if Su Fei can't play."

"Sit on the bench."

"I believe it can also inspire teammates on the court."

"If."

"If Su Fei can play..."

"Taoer, what do you think?"

Zhan Jun looked at Wang Tao. After a pause, Wang Tao gritted his teeth and slapped the table.

"Then I think there is a chance for Manchester City!!!"

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