Chinese players in Europe

Chapter 458 Hanging the Red Devil ([-])

Could it be that he didn't care about the silent stands, and ignored the referee who kept refusing to blow his whistle, all he knew was that his shocking kick went in!And it went in without a problem!Mo Fei quickly ran around the entire stadium, and finally rushed to Redknapp, who was shaking the body of the fourth official, and hugged him.

"Boss! We must win this game!" Mo Fei yelled excitedly, and his body hugging Redknapp was also trembling violently.

Redknapp was caught off guard by Murphy's sudden "attack", and almost lost his balance and fell to the ground. Fortunately, Murphy hugged him tightly, otherwise he would have been embarrassed today.However, it doesn't matter to him even if he is embarrassing, this shocking long-range shot will definitely boost the morale of the team. In this game, they have once again reached the dawn of victory!
"No, Mo..." Redknapp showed an excited smile on his face, and said firmly, "...I think we will definitely score three points!"

Mofei said "yes", but Redknapp is more sure of "take", the implied meaning is self-evident.

"Yes, boss! Victory is for Tottenham! Glorious Tottenham! Proud Tottenham! We are the greatest team in the world! Victory!"

At this time, there was a sound of "force~~~", the sharp whistle pierced the silent stadium, and the referee's whistle finally sounded slowly.After a brief absence, the referee saw the linesman calmly and forcefully signaled that it was a good goal, and decisively declared the goal valid!
And the 2:1 number on the electronic scoreboard at the scene also changed at the same time!
2: 2!

Only then did everyone realize that the ball really went in!Shocking waves of cheers and applause erupted again at the scene. The initiators were fans of the visiting team following Tottenham. Their faces all had ecstatic expressions, and many fanatical fans even took off their clothes. , holding it in his hand and waving it while roaring.

As for the fans of the home team, their faces were filled with shock and despair. At this moment, they looked like rulers of the old forces who had been overthrown, shrunk aside, and remained silent.Of course, there were also many Manchester United fans who burst into low-pitched curses, but they were quickly overwhelmed by the high-pitched shouts of Tottenham fans.

At this moment there is only one voice, that is the cheers of the "assassins"; at this moment there is only one color, that is the pure white of the lilies in full bloom!
The security guards and the police in the stadium became tense, worried that the excited Tottenham fans would bring some bad things to happen.

"GOAL! Long shot! Lob shot! Shocking lob shot! The goal is scored! It was Mo who scored the goal! Mo from China! He is the captain of Tottenham, and he is the soul of Tottenham. He uses his actions to tell Manchester United, the game is not over yet, and it is still unclear who will win! He almost pulled back Tottenham, which was about to fall off the cliff, by himself! Great player! Great Chinese player! Great Tottenham captain! Mo’s name It will be engraved forever in Tottenham's hall of honor. It is no exaggeration to say that Mo is the greatest player and captain in the history of Tottenham! GOAL Mo! Long live!" The broadcast on the spot was deafening It seemed that the commentator had put all his energy into breastfeeding. One can imagine how shocked Mo Fei's lob shot gave him!
"Strong goal! Great goal! Goal! Our Murphy finally scored again! With Tottenham's situation unfavorable, it was our Murphy who stood up again! Super hanging goal! Super hanging goal! At least the distance from the goal It's 70 meters away, oh my god, is it amazing! He is the pride of all our Huaxia fans! He is beautiful! He is so beautiful!" "Big head" Duan Xuan recovered from the shock and changed his previous unresponsiveness. Explanatory style, howling with great passion.

He Ping also excitedly interjected at this time: "72.5 meters! After intense calculations, we got the exact distance of this lob shot, 72.5 meters! Super long-range lob shot! It was better than Beckham's match between Manchester United and Wimbledon. The mid-court lob shot was 12 meters long! What’s even more astonishing is that Mo Fei’s long-range shot was scored from the wing. It’s really great, it’s amazing! It’s unbelievable..."

Mo Fei's uncanny lob just now was being replayed on the big screen, and the frenzy of the Tottenham fans who were slightly relieved was ignited again by this replay. Countless people stomped their feet and cheered, throwing everything that could be thrown into the air .Even if this game can't be won, Tottenham fans feel that they can walk out of this stadium proudly. Such a wonderful goal will stay in the lens of TV and video for a long time along with Manchester United's humiliation. Just think of this, They immediately felt satisfied.

"3000 million? This goal is worth at least 1000 million! Tottenham have made a lot of money!"

It was Manchester United coach Ferguson who was equally astonished who said these words, and his murmured tone was full of extreme unwillingness.But this time he did not launch a "hair dryer" attack on the players on the field, not to mention the players on the field of Manchester United, even he, the head coach who stood outside the field and had a very clear grasp of the situation, did not expect that he would do it Such a shocking thing happened.

"Damn! Why did he choose to shoot? This position is 70 meters away from the goal..."

Walking past the assistant coach, Ferguson heard his assistant, Phelan, mumbling in disbelief.

Ferguson glanced at the opponent, but quickly cast his eyes on the pitch. The back figure wearing the No. [-] jersey of Tottenham was accepting the "worship" of his teammates, and his face was full of a smile that was invincible but looked down on the world. This made the old man faintly feel a little familiar. This smile seemed familiar in his memory, as if his most beloved disciple Beckham once had such a charming smile on his face...

"Perhaps, this is a genius. Although football is a team sport, there is such a group of people who can change the outcome of the game by themselves!" Ferguson withdrew his thoughts and walked slowly back to the coach sit down.He lowered his head, no one could see his expression clearly.

Ferguson gave Ferguson a strange look, seeing that the other party ignored him, he had no choice but to return to sit beside Ferguson.

Could it be that he couldn't hear Ferguson speak so highly of him? For him, a draw is far from enough. He has to work hard to score goals or assist his teammates to score goals. formidable enemy.

Could it be that in his heart, Manchester United, who lost C. Ronaldo, is still Arsenal's biggest opponent, and Arsenal and Chelsea have to stand aside!As for Liverpool, although they are full of blood and tenacity, they have not won the league title in 20 years, so they are naturally out of Murphy's consideration.

It’s not that Arsenal and Chelsea are not strong, but that 19 Premier League trophies have made Manchester United’s blood flow with confidence and pride. Even a young player from the second team, as long as he represents Manchester United on the pitch, he may An extraordinary technical and tactical level broke out.This is not something that can be explained clearly by reason and theory, otherwise it would be impossible to explain that a team like Blackburn can win the Premier League championship, while a giant like Liverpool has not been able to win the league championship for more than 20 years.Perhaps, this is the power of belief, and the source of belief for the Red Devils is their glory and pride!
And now, could it be that they want to completely shatter Manchester United's heart of glory!He is a Tottenham player, and if he wants to march towards the mountain of glory with his team, he must pull down the old king!There are no compromises!

Tottenham's celebration didn't last too long. Mo Fei ran back to the Manchester United penalty area again, fished the football out of the net, and under the still dumbfounded eyes of the Manchester United players, rushed to the center circle and put the ball away.

Now it's just a draw, which is obviously not enough.Therefore, Mo Fei must cherish every minute and every second, what he, and his team, want is victory!What I want is three points!What they want is the glory of defeating the overlord of the Premier League!

The referee blows his whistle and the game restarts.

The score was equalized just after overtaking, or was scored by the opponent with a super-long-range long-range shot in an almost shameful way. The players of Manchester United were a little angry. Their movements became bigger and bigger. They played to the extreme, but they are very smart. At the front of the penalty area, they use their bodies to bump, and they even pull and kick a little far from the penalty area. From time to time, Tottenham players can be seen falling on the pitch.They want to use this method to irritate the Tottenham players and make them unable to perform normally.

They just hope that the situation will become chaotic and confront opponents of similar strength. Winning in chaos has always been a characteristic of Manchester United.

Tottenham were not annoyed at the beginning. The pleasure of just equalizing the score made their latent desire to win stronger. They could face Manchester United's fierce pressing, kicking and wrestling with ease, but as time went by, The opponent's fouls became more and more unscrupulous, even the best-tempered people couldn't bear it, even the "good old man" like Modric was aroused, let alone the hot-tempered Van der Vaart, Huddlestone and others. The movements have also become rough. When defending, they often don't run towards the ball, but directly hit the opposing player.

This obviously fell into the "trap" deliberately set by Manchester United. Huddlestone soon received a yellow card for a malicious foul, and Bell was also verbally warned by the referee.

The game fell into a state of melee.At this time, the advantage of Manchester United's seasoned experience was revealed. Giggs, the old devil, made wonderful passes from time to time in the chaos, allowing the strong Rooney to fight his way out of the siege of Tottenham. Fletcher and Park Ji-sung took turns He came up to shoot long shots, and Nanio Xie kept hitting Tottenham's left flank, kicking up a high ball to find Berbatov's high point, and bombing from high altitude.

Only the situation on the right side was a little better. Evra was almost psychologically shadowed by Mo Fei's abuse, and he stayed in the backcourt honestly to prevent Mo Fei from suddenly advancing again.But even so, Manchester United's collective advancement on multiple fronts still made Tottenham feel tremendous pressure.

"These cunning Manchester people! Damn bastards!" Redknapp cursed angrily in a low voice. The opponent played in such a miserable way, but there was nothing he could do about it. The opponent looked like a rogue, but he used the rules reasonably, and no one could say anything.

(End of this chapter)