Chapter 1 Old Trafford!

"Old Trafford! The holy land of English football! The fans all over the world are watching us! Cheer up!" In the locker room, Xiluo stood in the center, clapping his hands vigorously, trying to encourage his teammates.

An excellent speech will boost morale and allow the players to perform at their best.

"We did a great job in the first half, but it's not good enough! I know each and every one of you, and you can definitely do better! There are still forty-five minutes left. Forty-five minutes, and we can eliminate Manchester United!

Not that Manchester United with infighting in the locker room, but the real perfect Manchester United! The one that can compete with Manchester City and Chelsea for the championship! Eliminating such an opponent will be our glory for a lifetime!" Xiluo clenched his fists, full of passion.

His emotions infected every player. Even Zhao Gang, who wasn't on the field, was stirred up.

"Our technique is indeed not good enough, but football is never a game where the weak are destined to lose! We have a tough and brave heart! Just like Dortmund once, just like Manchester United in the last game!

No one was optimistic about us, but we solved our opponents cleanly!

What we relied on to win them was definitely not skill! What we relied on was determination and unity!

Now, I want you to tell me, do we have the determination to eliminate Manchester United? To eliminate the best team in England???"

"Kill Manchester United!!" Mendy's face was red, his eyes wide open.

"Kill Manchester United!!!" All the players, who were a little physically exhausted and mentally scattered in the first half, rekindled their high morale. Everyone gathered together, their hands stacked on top of each other.

"We can do it!" Xiluo nodded confidently, looking at everyone's face.

The teammates gathered together looked at each other, their eyes full of enthusiasm and confidence.

The Premier League giants, Old Trafford's home ground!

The focus of attention for fans all over the world!

The expectations of all Norwich fans!

Farke nodded gently, looking at the players gathered together.

Their defeat at the beginning of the season was largely due to the loss of Xiluo.

Without a backbone.

Now that Xiluo is back, at least the team doesn't lack cohesion.

"Zhao, can we win??" Xiluo looked at Zhao Gang intentionally.

He himself could boost morale, but he knew that this young man was the real pillar.

Countless times, he has proven his words to be credible countless times!

Everyone, everyone here, unconditionally believes his words!

With his guarantee, everyone will work hard and shed blood!

"I can't guarantee it." Zhao Gang's words made Xiluo feel half cold.

Do you have to be so honest?

You are not just a player!

Big brother, ancestor!

You are a core, a leader!

What you need is to make these people go crazy to work hard and fight!

Even if you can't win, you can't say that!

Sure enough, Zhao Gang's words instantly cast a shadow over these enthusiastic players.

Xiluo almost cursed in his heart, and just as he was about to find a way to make up for it, Zhao Gang continued, "I really can't guarantee that we can win, because I saw the first half of the game. Manchester United is very strong.

What I can't guarantee doesn't mean you can't do it. Football is never a one-man battle.

I believe in you, just like you believe in me!

I can't guarantee that I can defeat this powerful Manchester United, but I believe that all of us together can definitely eliminate Manchester United!"

"Then what are we waiting for??" Xiluo looked at the players' rekindled eyes.

Beautiful, Zhao!

"Go!!"

"Eliminate Manchester United!!"

At the beginning of the second half, when the Norwich players came out, they were still greeted by boos like a tsunami.

But they were no longer as nervous or even confused as they were in the first half.

The inner goal made them extremely firm.

"Our players have not been defeated by setbacks, they are still full of fighting spirit!" Rod shouted loudly, even though he felt something was going to happen, Manchester United's attack was different from the last game.

But the players didn't give up, so how could he, a commentator, give up?

Norwich fans, with team flags and logos on their faces, gathered in bars and shopping malls, looking up and staring at the TV screen.

They couldn't get to the scene, not because they didn't want to, but because Old Trafford only gave them five hundred tickets.

"Come on!!" Fans in almost every corner of Norwich County were cheering for their home team.

As soon as the game started, the fans were already nervous.

The drunken fans in the bar were trembling with their glasses in their hands. The whole bar was full of people, but there was almost no sound.

"Zhao Gang is still on the bench. Does Farke still want to defend??" Brooke's voice was a little sharp.

"Zhao's defense is indeed a loophole. If he plays, Norwich's defense will be under greater pressure. Manchester United is not a Championship team after all." Rod, as a rational commentator, naturally knew the current situation.

They conceded two goals in the first half. What if they could hold on in the second half?

The Dragon Country fans in the live broadcast room were about to explode.

Why not play Zhao Gang?

"Did Farke buy the game? Is he betting his life on it???"

"Why isn't this kind of idiot coach fired??"

"Waste! Trash!!"

Amidst the overwhelming cheers of Manchester United fans, the Manchester United players' attack was still smooth and flowing.

And their defense was also airtight.

Manchester United attacked and defended in all directions, almost covering every corner.

The oppressive style of play was very exhausting, but this was a knockout match, not a league!

One more goal, and they would be back to the same starting line!

Two more goals, and they would take down Norwich!

With nothing to ask for in the league, the FA Cup eliminated, the League Cup abandoned, the Europa League became the only way to salvation!

The former Manchester United might have looked down on the Europa League, but now? They must do their best to fight for it!

"Oh no!!" Shen Jian slapped his thigh, "This ball... went in, Lingard, Emperor Lingard!"

In the fifty-fifth minute of the game, Manchester United's crazy attack finally resulted in a goal!

As all the Manchester United fans stood up to celebrate, Lingard ran to the sidelines and danced a still somewhat immature dance.

Just over twenty years old, he scored this crucial goal!

Manchester United and Norwich were back to the same starting line!

With forty minutes left in the game, Manchester United would inevitably win with this momentum, and they would win very easily.

Norwich fans beat their chests and stamped their feet, and countless fans lowered their heads in frustration.

So fast, they were equalized so quickly.

In the bar, there were countless sighs. They didn't know what their team should do.

Cisse clenched his fists and finally breathed a slight sigh of relief.

He had been concentrating throughout the whole game, and his nerves relaxed slightly.

Victory was not far away!

"Defense!! Attack!!!" Just as he relaxed, Cisse shouted loudly.

Farke looked at the bench. Ospina was biting his collar, his face full of anxiety.

Zhao Gang's expression was a little dignified, and he sat upright all the time.

If this continued, losing was only a matter of time.

However, if Zhao Gang and Ospina were replaced, the defense would be even weaker.

Farke had carefully studied the video of the last game. He had never told the players about this.

In the second half of the last game, Mata alone was enough to lock down Zhao Gang. They played with one less player, and the situation was still not at a disadvantage.

Zhao Gang seemed to be a little overwhelmed when facing the defense of this top midfielder.

So letting Zhao Gang play had almost no effect.

On the contrary, the quality of the defense would decline seriously.

Farke naturally knew that it was difficult to defend, but he didn't expect it to be so embarrassing.

If he replaced Zhao Gang now, the defense would probably collapse completely.

But not replacing him was almost tantamount to surrendering.

As a coach, Farke's consideration was the best solution for the team.

Farke hesitated. Norwich's defenders and midfielders were迎接着 Manchester United's tidal wave of attacks.

Obviously, Manchester United didn't intend to play extra time. They wanted to take down this opponent in one go.

The defeat in the last game had made them lose face.

Although the Manchester Sports Daily had aimed its spearhead at Van Gaal, they had also been criticized and disputed. This hearty victory would make everyone forget their previous defeat!

"Oh no! ! Shen Jian slapped his thigh, "This ball... went in, Rooney's world-shocking bicycle kick gave the goalkeeper and defenders no time to react."

4:0!

The entire Old Trafford was immersed in a joyous atmosphere.

Ferguson, who was habitually chewing gum, stood up excitedly and opened his arms.

Rooney sprinted to the front of the fans, feeling the fans' worship.

Norwich fans in white jerseys covered their faces and drooped their heads. A 7 or 8-year-old fan was already sobbing and crying.

"It's really difficult." Rod shook his head. Manchester United was too strong. If it was a league game, there might still be a chance to draw, or even steal a goal while Manchester United was relaxed, but this was a cup game. Manchester United's full-strength and whole-hearted投入 made it difficult for Norwich's personnel configuration to defend against Manchester United.

Brooke, who used to spray Farke frequently, was silent. As a commentator, he naturally understood the situation.

There was nothing wrong with Farke's use of people.

In the last game, Zhao Gang was restricted by Mata in the second half. As a professional commentator, it was easy to see that Zhao Gang's role was probably not very big.

It was better to defend well and try hard.

As a result, Manchester United was too strong.

Farke waved to the bench.

He could only gamble everything, he couldn't win by defending.

Now, Manchester United had overtaken the score, and they were not as excited as before.

Not far away, Cisse's heart trembled slightly as he watched Zhao Gang and Ospina warm up at the same time.

He had watched all of Zhao Gang's games!

Because he was the one who discovered Zhao Gang, and he had been默默关注.

He had watched all the game videos, all the goals and assists highlights!

His originally relaxed nerves instantly tensed up.

Cisse shouted loudly at the players on the field.

Mata nodded, it was time to show his true skills!

He had defended Zhao Gang in the last game, and he had a lot of experience!

"Farke took the lead in making adjustments, replacing a defender and a midfielder. Zhao and Ospina both played, and the moment of决战 had arrived!"/

"All the audience friends, let us pray for them." Brooke didn't shout, but said calmly, then took a deep breath and stared at the screen.

The entire stadium was instantly filled with a terrifyingly huge boo.

Interspersed with cursing sounds.

"Waste!!"

"Go home!"

"Only a failed team like Norwich would sign Dragon Country players!!"

"Mata, break his leg!!"

Zhao Gang looked up at the international gestures raised in the fan area and shook his head gently.

"The fans at the scene are a little unfriendly." Shen Jian was a little excited when he saw Zhao Gang playing. The fans in the live broadcast picture were pouting, with ferocious faces, making gestures.

"Because they are afraid, because they are afraid, that's why they are like this." Zhang Xiang has always had a good temper, and said gritting his teeth, enduring the urge to scold.

"I feel that Zhao Gang can score a goal. Isn't that how the story goes? The team faces a desperate situation, and the hero is ordered in a critical moment to turn the tide. I believe that Zhao Gang will be that hero, the hero of Norwich, the hero of all our Dragon Country fans." Shen Jian said emotionally.

"Fuck them!" Brooke slammed the table hard.

The Norwich fans rekindled their hope.

Even if they were facing Manchester United, even if they were already four goals behind.

But they were still full of hope.

This young man had saved the team countless times.

Let all the fans indulge in happiness.

Today, he played again.

He had never had any bold words, but everyone knew that he was the embodiment of miracles.

The hundreds of fans in the stands were weak and helpless, but they excitedly waved the flags of Norwich in the dazzling red sea.

Even if they were surrounded by red, they still tried to tell the team, to tell everyone.

We are still here, no matter how bad the team is, we are still here, forever.