"Manchester United's attack in the front court is really disorganized!"

As the game continued, the young Rashford's role in the center position was basically equivalent to 0.

He quickly lost himself in the defense of Otamendi and Stones.

This Manchester United prince has good height and technical potential, but he doesn't want to fight at all.

And Mata and Martial behind him also lack cooperation with him.

This talented Manchester United prince can score against weak teams, but once he faces a high-intensity central defender, he is lost.

Van Gaal did not see the essence of the problem.

Later, Mourinho, the only one who saw the problem, was also ruthlessly fired by Manchester United.

"Rashford can't play as a center forward at all." Mourinho said.

"Mourinho is not suitable for Manchester United." This is the response of Manchester United's management.

The proud Mourinho disdains palace fighting, and he is defeated by palace fighting every time.

Manchester City's defense is not very good, but that is also relative to Manchester City's offensive group.

It is still not a problem to limit one Rashford.

Martial is very active on the wing, but he can't solve Manchester United's current problems alone.

It is difficult to get the ball into Manchester City's penalty area.

Once the attack fails, Manchester City's counterattack will come.

David Silva and De Bruyne's midfield cooperation made it difficult for Manchester United's midfield to resist.

Stones even ran to the midfield to respond.

A central defender, his footwork can be compared with Manchester United's midfield.

Carrick's interception is useless.

Manchester City easily sent the ball to the dangerous area several times.

Rojo and Damian can only keep rushing to the middle to limit Zhao Yi.

This left huge gaps on both sides.

Clichy and Sagna both rushed to the front court to assist.

"Manchester United's backcourt! Not enough players, will Van Gaal really not replace a defender? Just play with three defenders?"

"Sterling! Ouch! This one!!"

Sterling has had two consecutive shooting opportunities, and De Gea has become the busiest link in Manchester United.

In just ten minutes, he blocked Zhao Yi and Sterling's three shots!

"De Gea, Manchester United's strongest defensive link!"

De Gea on the goal line roared wildly, and his defender teammates didn't intercept once, and he saved all three shots!

"These three shots are very threatening! If it weren't for De Gea, Manchester City would have led by five goals in 20 minutes!

What is Manchester United doing? Van Gaal! What are you thinking?"

Silva stood in the corner kick area.

Fernando is the only one left in Manchester City's backcourt.

The rest of the people stood in front.

In the penalty area, Zhao Yi, Otamendi, Stones, Fernandinho, and Clichy.

Outside, De Bruyne, Sterling, and Sagna.

Silva stretched out his hand and signaled to his teammates.

Then he kicked the ball into the penalty area.

"Look at this corner kick!! Rojo... Rojo?? Oh my god..."

Back point!

Young Rojo didn't touch the ball.

The football was headed back to the middle by Clichy at the back point.

Blind and Zhao Yi jumped up at the same time.

Blind's bounce speed is much worse than that of Zhao Yi, a gifted monster.

Zhao Yi had already jumped up and headed the ball, and Blind jumped up.

The football was hit hard on the ground by Zhao Yi's head.

De Gea, who is tall and has long arms, was still a little slow to land.

At this distance, De Gea couldn't react at all.

When he fell to the ground and tried to catch the ball with his hands, the football had bounced into the goal!

"Twenty minutes...head kicks...hat tricks...Manchester United can't stop the crazy super Zhao..." Neville sighed heavily.

Zhao Yi rushed all the way to the corner kick area and patted his head heavily.

The fans in the stands stood up and shouted in response to this super star who had just returned to the center position and shined.

Guardiola kept clapping his hands.

"Blind... You can't let Blind defend this kind of player! The difference in their athletic talents is so big. Zhao has already taken off, and Blind is still judging where the ball will fall!

Isn't this a passenger plane against a bomber? Is this okay??" Neville was almost incoherent.

What kind of matchup is this?

Is Van Gaal crazy?

De Bruyne, Clichy, and Zhao Yi hugged each other tightly.

They were almost laughing.

"Rojo also has a problem. He didn't even clear the ball... Schweinsteiger is the best defender in the entire Manchester United backcourt.

He is the only one who did not lose his position... Is Manchester United going to get rid of Van Gaal collectively?"

Van Gaal sat in the coaching seat, calm and collected.

NoThose who knew thought Manchester United was ahead.

Those who can remain calm even when the mountains are collapsing can be worshipped as generals!

Van Gaal's performance at this time is the best candidate for generals.

Guardiola has become a little too proud of himself now. Compared with Van Gaal's mentality, he is far behind.

"Oh, Van Gaal is sitting there like nothing happened. Are you a caddy? Don't you want to think of a solution? You will lose double digits soon!

Fortunately, Ferguson didn't come to the scene, otherwise he would have been angry to death.

The Premier League's top giants, Ferguson's life's work, let you ruin it like this..."

Ferguson didn't come to the scene. The old man covered his chest at home and almost couldn't breathe.

The family members were so scared that they hurried to turn off the TV.

"No, no, let me see, let me see how shameless they can be." Ferguson's face turned pale with anger, and he couldn't turn off the TV.

I'll sit here today and see how many I can lose.

No bottom line, shameless!

OK!

The old man was so angry that he almost prepared to come back on the spot.

The game continued, and Manchester United finally seized an opportunity.

Schweinsteiger intercepted the ball and passed it to Mata with a long pass.

Mata dribbled the ball quickly and passed it to the side.

This time it was the young Lin Huang who drove straight in and passed Fernando.

Facing Otamendi who returned to defense in time in the middle, Lin Huang shot a shot one step after the penalty area.

The football was touched by Otamendi and lost half of its impact, allowing Joe Hart who caught up to hold it directly in his hands.

Rashford was in the middle, spreading his hands, you pass the ball, I'm empty.

Rashford was still complaining, and Joe Hart had already thrown the ball out with great force.

David Silva, who retreated back to defense, turned around and rushed up with the ball.

In an instant, the offense and defense exchanged.

"Oh my, oh my... Rashford is still complaining, Lingard is retreating, but he is not as fast as the referee... What kind of defense is this???"

The referee followed Manchester United's fast break all the way from the center circle to Manchester City's penalty area.

This time, Manchester City made a fast break, and the referee rushed back.

He left Lingard and Mata far behind.

"No, let the referee wear Manchester United's jersey! Manchester United has fewer people, and the retreat speed is so slow... Tsk tsk tsk... Oh... It's over, it's over... It's only been 30 minutes, and four goals have been scored! What the hell is this??"

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