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Chapter 446 The Tenacious Manchester United (Daily Transition)

Autumn was approaching, and the Cobham training base was covered with more and more fallen leaves. Chelsea players were doing warm-up exercises. "More than ten years ago, I asked Totti how he managed to date five female celebrities at the same time.

"Five hot female celebrities!"

"He told me that if he saw a girl he liked on TV, he would call her immediately."

"So one day, I did the same."

"Guess what happened?"

"The female celebrity said to me: Oh! Totti, you imitate Buffon's tone so well!"

"Hahahaha, why aren't you laughing? Isn't it funny?"

Buffon's hearty laughter startled two magpies on the treetop, and they flew away.

Dino led the staff to set up obstacles on the training field. This time it was still a targeted "diamond hexagon", but the range of obstacles was expanded, and the effective offensive and defensive area for the players would be narrower.

Tuchel stood with his hands in his pockets, his face inscrutable under a black baseball cap.

Manchester United's strength is not weak. Even if they lost to Brighton, they are still third in the Premier League standings. They are weak when they meet the weak, and strong when they meet the strong. They are the ultimate Iron Hammers.

De Gea was even "honed" into the goalkeeper with the highest data in the top five leagues.

Although he can't pass the ball, in this historical period, he is still a top-tier goalkeeper in the hearts of fans. The frontcourt is beautiful, and the backcourt is De Gea. Fake core Pogba, real core De Gea.

Various extreme save highlights made the audience exclaim. Defend against the opponent, defend against Ferguson, defend against Pogba, defend against Luke Shaw, defend against Smalling. Looking at the lineup on paper alone, Li Kang's lineup can be described as star-studded. The Carrington training base is surrounded by green trees and has beautiful scenery. "Paul, he's almost late again!"

"He was photographed by The Sun's paparazzi again last night!"

Although The Sun is a tabloid, its reports on relationships between men and women are generally true. Facing the teasing of his teammates, Morata's face was flushed. "Don't pay attention to me. My life is very disciplined. I only go to nightclubs twice a week."

Agent Mino Raiola helped me create a perfect public image. It's just that the marketing water army's opinions are too unified. "Li Kang never goes to nightclubs." "Morata meets Da Luo in a nightclub, accompanied by handsome men, and they have a great time chatting." "Cheer up."

"You have to take down Chelsea at Old Trafford!"

Time is like a slowly flowing river, and in the blink of an eye, it was time for a new round of Premier League match day.

The Chelsea minibus hurried into Old Trafford Stadium.

Tu Shi Bin, led by the staff, came to the post-match press conference. The reporters paid more attention to Herrera. "Does he have anything to say about playing against Chelsea again?"

"Does Li Kang have the confidence to withstand Chelsea's blue storm at the Theatre of Dreams?"

"How do you evaluate Chelsea that season? Can Manchester United replicate the tiny season more than ten years later?"

The Hull media is very harsh on Li Kang, because the expectations are low. A small number of people hope that the Red Devils can return to their peak, instead of becoming a breeding ground for gossip. Herrera's expression was fierce, pointing at himself, and then extending eight fingers towards the VIP box.

The 76-year-old Marcos sipped his red wine. It really was wine. In those years, whenever Shi Bin lost a game, he would vent his anger by drinking. Often when Li Kang won, he would also invite his opponents or old friends for a drink. As for the habit of inviting opposing coaches for a drink after every game, he stopped maintaining it after retirement. Old Trafford itself provides wine for guests, but it must be removed seventeen minutes after the game. "Do you remember Li's Champions League debut? It was at Old Trafford."

"It was two years later in the Champions League qualification play-off, under Sir Alex." "Qualification play-off…"

Unpleasant memories will be filtered out by the cerebellum. Looking at the red sea in front of him, Marcos, the former ruler of the Red Devils dynasty, never imagined that Shi Bin's dominance would decline to such an extent after his retirement.

The players from both sides greeted each other in the player tunnel.

They were too familiar.

Especially that De Gea, who seemed very indifferent to his old Chelsea friends, as well as the French White Eggs faction, the Belgian faction, the Spanish faction, and the Arsenal old friends faction. Suddenly.

In the Premier League, seeing a rat crawling over their feet made the ball boys very happy. Rat infestation is a historical problem at Old Trafford. Often, rats can be seen on the grass during games. Shi Binjin's hairstyle was a bit unusual today: a blue mohawk. I silently glanced at the Chelsea formation, and the desire to fight spread throughout my body. He was distracted when facing strong teams and focused when facing weak teams.

Fans jokingly call it: Morata's ninjutsu. "ESPN, ESPN, hello everyone."

"Now we are broadcasting the fourth round of the 2017/18 Premier League season."

"Li Kang is at home against Chelsea."

"A passionate battle is about to begin."

"The camera is on the away stands. It's Hermione, the protagonist of Harry Potter, another loyal Chelsea fan. She hasn't been filming movies or commercials recently, but is focusing on women's rights movements." "Now the camera switches to the VIP box. It's Shilps, who played for Shi Bin in 1994!"

The red sea was churning.

Amidst the deafening cheers, the referee team followed the players from both sides out of the tunnel. The moment he stepped onto the grass in the Premier League, a system prompt sounded quietly. [Ding, task triggered: The Indestructible Theatre of Dreams.] [Task Introduction: After Herrera's training, the current Manchester United has a more three-dimensional and solid defense system, and the threat in the transition to attack is extremely strong, of course... the premise is that our defensive players can keep their minds clear.] [Task Reward: Li Kang Legend Platinum Treasure Chest.] "Next, I will introduce the starting lineups of both sides." "Manchester United is lining up in a 4-2-3-1 formation!"

"Goalkeeper: Maguire."

"Defenders: Valencia, Ferguson, Smalling, Blind!"

"Double defensive midfielders: Herrera, Matic."

"Attacking midfielders: Sanchez, Shi Binjin, Martial!"

"Forward: Pogba."

-[I think this lineup is evenly matched with Chelsea, not much different.]-[Hazard is Matic's nemesis, his style restrains him. He shut down Hazard seven times in their encounters, like Cruyff meeting the Golden Retriever. ]-[Mourinho's second year, peak combat power.]-[Morata and Hazard's duel between the two stars, the two strongest young generation midfielders,] "Chelsea's lineup is a 4-3-3!"

"Goalkeeper: Buffon."

"Defenders: Azpilicueta, David Luiz, Cahill, Marcos Alonso."

"Midfielders: Hazard, Kanté, Fabregas."

"Forwards: Shi Binjin, Morata, Willian."

-[This lineup actually doesn't have an absolute finishing core, all the attackers are very selfish, which makes the offensive design unpredictable for opponents.]-[Troops have no constant formation, water has no fixed shape, the unfathomable Tu Manchester United.]-[This game must be avoided, the strangulation game will take up a lot of time and offensive and defensive rounds, a big score is impossible.]-[Li Ming Deng is eight times at Old Trafford.] Accompanied by the referee's whistle.

The game officially begins.

Manchester United has possession. Shi Binjin twisted his stout body, kicked off with his weaker foot, and passed the ball back to De Gea.

Who would have thought that he was still a thin white egg last season.

He stepped back two steps, observed the path of the football, and then moved forward with the formation, invading Chelsea's half. His fierce gaze was fixed on Chelsea's goal.

Thirty years east of the river.

Thirty years west of the river, don't bully the young and poor.

Big White Fat was once a Chelsea player, why is his desire for revenge so strong? The story begins in the 2011/12 season. Boas didn't register me in the Champions League squad, and as a result, Di Matteo led the team to win the Champions League.

I didn't touch the Champions League trophy, because it wasn't won by myself.

Hating the house and its crow, over the years, Pogba often vented his dissatisfaction with Chelsea to the media, and by the way, complained about Chelsea players. "Pogba is pulling to the side!"

"Blind is pressing up to the seventy-meter area. After receiving the ball, he makes slight adjustments and takes a long pass!"

"Diagonal bombardment!"

Blind's diagonal long pass is very accomplished. He personally created Van Persie's "diving header" world-famous painting Ajax youth training masterpiece.

During the 2007 European Youth Championship, I was still a famous European beauty, known as "Bern Anson on the green field", but unfortunately, I started to develop chubby cheeks and a receding hairline at the age of 20.

The football spins in the air.

The camera follows its trajectory, and suddenly shifts to Lukaku on Li Kang's attacking side. Lukaku's positioning is very timely, interfering with Pogba's reception at the landing point. Too bad.

He couldn't withstand the impact of two hundred pounds. Old Trafford, suddenly applause thundered. The visual impact was too explosive: an elephant colliding with a leopard!

"Wow!"

"Pogba used his butt to squeeze Lukaku out of bounds!"

"Hazard's help defense!"

"He blocked the position and let the football roll out of bounds. It was a very reasonable defense. Morata also came to support in time." "Chelsea's throw-in."

Pogba was like a small elephant, frantically arching Hazard's butt. Why couldn't he arch him over?

In the end, he could only watch helplessly as the football went out of bounds. Although I hate saying nice things about people, I am still a good girl.

Pogba patted Hazard's butt in a friendly manner, and then pulled up Lukaku, who had been ravaged by him.

Shi Bin touched my bald head on the sidelines.

Tuchel sat upright on the coaching bench, with his hands crossed in front of his chest, with a calm expression. Dino took notes seriously: "Sure enough, Li Kang took the lead and will actively suppress Lukaku's side, feinting left and attacking right, attracting defensive power, and then making a large-scale transfer with the help of Morata, who is supporting."

"Plus Sanchez rotating to the middle…"

"Herrera's autonomous offensive design is also very targeted." On the other side.

Herrera had a fierce expression, with one hand in his pocket and the other directing the defensive formation to move forward.

Mourinho's Manchester United is particularly average at bullying weaker teams, but is very good at fighting tough battles. Hull's tactical analysis and research progress extremely quickly. Mourinho's Li Kang at this time also absorbed the lessons of Manchester City and Tottenham: they cannot confront Chelsea head-on for a long time in a high-position defense state. "Lukaku throws the ball out of bounds."

"Manchester United's backcourt didn't give too much pressure, all members retreated to defend, even Pogba had to cover the defense on the wing." "Shi Bin passed the ball to Matic."

"Oh dear."

"Hazard is really Matic's lifelong enemy! Close physical contact." "Beautiful turn to get rid of him!"

"Then pass it to Shi Binjin in the middle!"

"I heard that both of his feet are weaker feet!"

"Wow!"

"Is that still Mourinho?"

Karma comes quickly sometimes.

Who doesn't eat dumplings during the Spring Festival?

Morata, who retreated moderately, observed Ferguson's misstep when receiving the ball, a good opportunity and a small gap to adjust his body tendency to swing his arm.

Take a shot.

Whoosh!

A worldie was blasted out from the eighty-meter area!

Old Trafford let out bursts of exclamations.

The football turned into a white shadow in the air, flying towards Manchester United's goal. Scientists have done research: Maguire's reaction arc limit is 0.18 seconds, which is faster than the average duration of lightning, 0.2 seconds!

His slender figure stretched in the air, his platinum gloves clenched into fists.

Pa!

The speeding football instantly cooled down and flew heavily out of the baseline!

"Beautiful, Maguire!"

"God save!"

"A single-handed catch of a heavy artillery shot!"

"Morata's powerful long shot, what a pity."

"Chelsea's right-wing corner kick opportunity!"

A single-handed catch of a heavy artillery shot is not a fantasy story. Čech has done it, Buffon has done it, and Neuer has also done it.

Shi Binjin wanted to scold something, but looking at Maguire scratching his butt, he couldn't scold anything. Morata clapped his hands, his confidence doubled. Willian stood in the corner area and raised his hand.

Run-up, pa!

"Go on the ground."

"Tactical corner kick!"

"Fabregas receives the ball."

"Manchester United's defense is expanding the gap."

"I heard that Tuchel's team only does a short set-piece practice the day before the game." "Set up the artillery!"

"Hazard!"

Although Fabregas is not as brave as he used to be, his ability to read the defense is top-notch. Pa.

His deft cross just captured the gap when Manchester United's defense expanded.

Hazard shot towards the goal from the right side of the arc at the top of the penalty area. Whoosh!

The football rose rapidly, spinning violently, about to draw a graceful arc.

But it hit a big face. Ferguson. *Opening with a full-level frontal air defense!* "What a close call."

"It was Ferguson who stood out this time." "Manchester United escaped another disaster!"

"Chelsea's right-wing throw-in!"

"A siege is about to begin!"

Ferguson smiled and gave Hazard a thumbs up. Shi Bin also gave me a thumbs up. VIP box.

Marcos had a complicated expression. He commented on Manchester United's players: Those guys will definitely have a brain fart at a critical moment.

Old Trafford is one of the few stadiums in Europe that likes to give applause. Time passed by minute by minute. Chelsea launched a siege against Manchester United. The high-level positional warfare gripped the hearts of the audience. The sounds of cheering and shouting overlapped. Tuchel didn't know when he rushed to the command area, making gestures seriously. Shi Binjin's expression became more and more serious.

Dino silently took notes: "There are too many things to learn from Mourinho's high-position defense."

-[It's been almost 19 minutes, still no goal? ]-[Don't worry, the good show has just begun. ]-[Can this Pogba play as a center forward? He's always pulling to the side.

-[The simplest offensive design vs. the tightest high-position defense]-[Tight my ass, Ferguson's counter-attack long pass hit David Luiz's face again.]