Although Manchester United worked hard, they were unable to equalize before the end of the first half.

However, the Manchester United players were not discouraged, and they left the field with their heads held high.

At first glance, it would make people think that they were actually the ones in the lead.

The Liverpool fans and players would not know that in the hearts of the Manchester United players, they had a belief that they must not let Sir Alex's last home national derby end in failure.

So no matter what, the Manchester United players would not give up.

Their belief in this game was even firmer and stronger than playing in the Champions League final.

In any case, they couldn't lose to Liverpool.

This was the heartfelt wish of all Manchester United players.

Back in the locker room, Ferguson comforted all the players. Although they didn't seem to need comforting.

Ferguson certainly knew this, he knew that the players were high-spirited, but that wasn't enough, he had to add fuel to the fire.

As he had expected, his comfort made the players feel ashamed and indignant—at their home stadium, they had actually let the opponent take the lead and end the first half, and they were helpless! This was simply a disgrace to Manchester United!

They would rather Ferguson scold them severely, like in the past, with the hairdryer in full force.

But no, Ferguson actually comforted them.

His unusual behavior made the players feel that this consistently strong head coach was really old now... so old that he couldn't even scold them.

This discovery made them even more sad and self-reproachful, feeling that they hadn't done better, hadn't maintained the old coach's dignity and face at Old Trafford.

This self-reproach eventually turned into fuel in their hearts, making the fire of anger burn brighter and brighter, becoming the driving force for them to move forward.

After returning to the field, their performance suddenly improved compared to the first half.

This greatly exceeded Liverpool's expectations, catching them off guard.

As a result, Manchester United scored a goal not long after the start of the second half.

"Rooney! It's Rooney again!!!" the commentator shouted.

Huge cheers erupted from the stands at Old Trafford, and fans jumped up from their seats, waving their fists vigorously.

"Manchester United have equalized the score twice after falling behind twice! They are really tenacious!"

"Rooney's goal reminded Liverpool that this is at Old Trafford! This is Manchester United's home ground! They are not so easily defeated by Liverpool!"

The commentators cheered for Manchester United.

In the past, Manchester United was the target of many people's hostility. But with Ferguson's farewell and Liverpool's rise, people always sympathize with the weak...

In their opinion, compared with Liverpool, Manchester United was the weaker side.

It's just that the Manchester United players themselves didn't think so.

In the following game, the two sides were deadlocked. Liverpool wanted to regain the lead, while Manchester United stubbornly entangled them, just not giving them such a chance.

The Manchester United fans in the stands were greatly encouraged to see that the team had entangled Liverpool—whether they were willing to admit it or not, the current Liverpool was stronger than Manchester United, this was a fact. Being able to entangle Liverpool so that they couldn't do anything made them feel that their team's performance was no worse than Liverpool's, and they felt a great sense of accomplishment.

Moreover, they were not only able to entangle Liverpool and prevent them from scoring, but they also used a counterattack in the seventieth minute to score a goal to take the lead!

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When Kagawa Shinji scored the third goal, Old Trafford stadium was completely沸腾 (fèiténg - boiling)!

This was a rare moment in the last two years when Manchester United could reverse Liverpool in a game.

The entire Old Trafford stadium was like a volcano erupting, and the passion of the Manchester United fans was the lava!

"Kagawa Shinji! This amazing Japanese player! His goal has given Manchester United the possibility of defeating Liverpool at home! This is Ferguson's last game against Liverpool at Old Trafford. If he can be sent off with a victory, it will definitely be the best result!"

Kagawa Shinji ran towards the coaching bench with his arms outstretched, followed by a large group of his teammates, who plunged into the crowd in front of the coaching bench with him.

Kagawa Shinji, in the lead, rushed directly to Ferguson and gave him a warm hug.

More people surged up, completely engulfing the two of them.

They were using this way to express their respect to Ferguson.

"What a warm scene..." a commentator sighed.

Some people had even begun to imagine that if Manchester United could win this game, then the players should lift Ferguson high after the game and carry him around the field for a week, only in this way would it be enough to reflect the prestige of Ferguson's position.

But the world is never short of people who spoil the atmosphere.

Chen Hero looked at the celebrating Manchester United players and哼 (hēng - snorted), saying to Suarez beside him, "Don't forget our identity, Luis."

"Huh?"

"Spoilers! We are spoilers!"

Chen Hero pulled the football under his feet back and forth, and he couldn't wait to kick off.

He had only scored one goal in this game, and Rooney had scored twice.

He was naturally unwilling to be suppressed by Rooney. Although he was far ahead of Rooney in the league's scorer list, Chen Hero also cared about the gains and losses of a game.

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Manchester United's celebration was particularly long, so long that the referee couldn't stand it anymore and came to persuade them to return to the field quickly.

While running back to the field, Kagawa Shinji received cheers from the Manchester United fans.

Some fans even compared him to Chen Hero, shouting: "We have Kagawa, we don't envy Liverpool!"

But soon Chen Hero made them understand a truth—Kagawa Shinji can never be compared with Chen Hero...

Just four minutes after Manchester United's reversal, it was Liverpool's turn to give Manchester United a blow!

They equalized the score!

"Hero! He flew up! Header! No suspense! David de Gea is no match for him at all!"

"Hero equalized the score for Liverpool! This is really a super exciting game! It's worthy of being a clash between the two strongest teams in the Premier League!"

"Just when everyone thought that Manchester United would use a home victory as a gift to Ferguson, Chen Hero and his teammates stood up and completely disrupted the Manchester United's banquet!"

"Ah...ah...alas!" After seeing Chen Hero heading the football into Manchester United's goal, the Manchester United TV commentator painfully grabbed his head and let out a depressed sigh. Besides sighing, he really didn't know what to say.

The lead had given him hope, but just four minutes later, that hope was shattered.

This feeling was really uncomfortable. If he could choose, he would rather not have been given hope at all from the beginning, so that his heart wouldn't hurt so much.

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After scoring the goal, Chen Hero didn't run or dive, he just stood there, with his hands on his hips, and held his head high to accept...the boos from the Old Trafford fans.

Deafening boos swept towards him, but he was fearless and looked桀骜 (jié ào - proud and unruly).

Want to use the enemy's head to present a gift to your head coach? Anyone can do it, but not the heads of us Liverpool players!

The Manchester United fans in the stands stood up angrily, pointing at Chen Hero and cursing, making huge boos.

They were very dissatisfied with Chen Hero for disrupting their good banquet, thinking that he was a despicable villain, and that Ferguson only had one chance in his life, but he ruthlessly deprived him of it!

It's not enough to let such a person die ten thousand times!

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After Chen Hero scored, Ferguson stood up from his seat—this was the first time he had stood up in this game. He had been sitting on the coaching bench before, chewing gum.

He called the team's captain Rooney off the field and said to him: "Go, tell them, if you can't win, don't lose!"

Rooney turned his head and glanced at Ferguson in surprise.

Shouldn't they be trying their best to win the game at their home stadium?

But Ferguson didn't give him any explanation, and he could only imagine it himself.

Maybe the old man was afraid of losing... Yes, his last national derby at Old Trafford, even a draw would be better than a loss, right? After all, Manchester United couldn't even get a draw at this stadium last season...

Thinking of this, he felt a little sad.

Ferguson had been very kind to him, and he was able to be where he was today thanks to the old coach Ferguson. He especially wanted to send Ferguson a victory.

He didn't want the old coach to end his grievances with Liverpool with such an ending.

He had already scored two goals, and he believed he could score a third goal!

He turned and ran back to the field.

He gathered his teammates and said to them: "The boss said, he doesn't want to lose this game...!"

Actually, the meaning was the same, but the effect was immediately different when said in a different way.

The surrounding teammates immediately clenched their fists, high-spirited, not at all like they had just lost a goal.

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Ferguson watched Rooney and the other Manchester United players on the sidelines.

He could more or less guess what they were doing.

He actually knew what kind of impact his words had on Rooney. His coaching career had lasted for a total of forty-one years, and he had been in the Manchester United position for thirty years.

His ability to洞悉 (dòng xī - understand) people's hearts had reached perfection. When people get old, they become精 (jīng - wily old foxes).

He was confident that if he continued to sit in this position, Manchester United would still be his kingdom, and he could control these big-name stars. He could continue to fight against Liverpool, and fight against time.

But unfortunately... his body.

If his health wasn't in this condition, how could he retire like this?

Really... unwilling!

He clenched his fist, and then let it go.

He was still chewing his gum, and no one noticed his psychological changes, and no one knew what he was thinking just now.