Chapter 42 Time is running out for Manchester United? Under the blue sky(1/2)
Chapter 42: Time is running out for Manchester United? Red lightning under the blue sky!
Author: Han Erlang
Chapter 42: Time is running out for Manchester United? Red lightning under the blue sky!
“GOALLLLL~~~
“GOALLLLLLLLLL~~~
"A jumping shot from Wang Shen, this is the first time it has appeared in the Premier League.
"With one pass and one shot, Wang Shen, who has just returned to Manchester United's first team, showed a fiery competitive state.
"England national team, what are you waiting for?
"Fabio Capello, what are you hesitating about?"
Martin Taylor has called out the England national team for the second time, but the likelihood of getting a reply is extremely low.
The English Football Association, like all other national football associations:
It's your business to say it or not, and it's my business to do it or not.
In their eyes, these two things don't go together at all!
"Beautiful, two good free kicks in a row. Alex, you should consider adding more free kick tactics!"
After celebrating, Perrin ran to Sir Alex Ferguson and said happily.
"Yes, yes, I will consider it, but now I am more focused on the situation on the court."
Sir Alex Ferguson pointed at the scoreboard, where the time had reached the 84th minute.
There is not much time left for Manchester United!
"Go for another free kick?"
Peilan looked at Wang Shen who was recovering the edge of the restricted area and asked.
Sir Alex Ferguson shook his head: "Chelsea will become more cautious, but..."
"But what?" Perrin asked.
"But they may not be able to accept this ending."
Sir Alex Ferguson glanced at Chelsea coach Anderson from a distance, and then called out to Wang Shen.
Through the player's pass, Wang Shen in front of the penalty area noticed Sir Alex Ferguson calling him.
He looked over doubtfully and saw Sir Alex Ferguson's gesture:
The left hand is spread out, and the two fingers of the right hand are constantly moving in the palm of the hand, and occasionally they draw an arc leading to the side.
Stick to the edge of the penalty area and use long passes to assist!
Wang Shen understood instantly.
When the index finger and thumb touch, the remaining three fingers lift up.
Wang Shen made an "ok" gesture.
When the game restarted, Chelsea's counterattack was indeed fierce, but Manchester United's offense was not bad either.
The two sides played wildly for several minutes, and soon the time came to 90 minutes.
The fourth official held up a sign:
06:00
For a game without any conflicts, six minutes of injury time...
This is very red!
"King, you are in good condition today. You can step forward and kick when you find an opportunity."
Ferdinand spoke, encouraging Wang Shen to move forward.
"The boss told me to die here, and he was gesticulating with me just now."
Wang Shen said helplessly, then went out to steal the ball from the right and passed it long to Hernandez on the left.
After returning to his position, he approached Ferdinand and said, "I'd better be honest this time and don't be demoted again."
"If your boy is not late, can he be sent down?"
Ferdinand cursed and asked, "Can you really bear it?"
"Forehead……"
Wang Shen looked at his feet, which were itching unbearably!
But military orders are like mountains, and Wang Shen is not Wei Yan.
So he nodded firmly.
The fierce competition lasted until the last minute, during which neither side was able to score the opponent's goal.
It was the last minute, and Wang Shen was quite anxious.
But as a defensive midfielder, his role in the offense is really not that important.
Even if modern football is more and more inclined to total attack and total defense.
But there is a similar principle on the football field as on the basketball field, that is:
The closer you are to the goal (basket), the greater the possibility of scoring (shooting).
The midfielder is... too far away from the goal!
"At 5 minutes and 52 seconds of stoppage time, Chelsea's last attack...
"Mata's cross, Torres took the ball and passed Ferdinand and kicked...
"Wang Shen's sliding tackle destroyed Torres' shot, and the game ended...
"Rafael won the ball and passed it quickly to Valencia, who was running down Chelsea's left...
"Beautiful one-two, the ball was given to Welbeck again...
"Welbeck passed Bosingwa who was attacking, Cahill blocked him, and his advance was blocked..."
The time has exceeded injury time, but the game continues.
Obviously, referee Webber chose to let Manchester United complete this counterattack.
Martin Taylor quickly explained the situation on the field, but Welbeck was already in trouble.
Manchester United's defense was too deep, and their counterattack failed to achieve the effect of multiple arrows.
Welbeck in the frontcourt was alone.
Valencia failed to take away the defender, Rooney had just crossed the midfield, and Hernandez was not far in front of him...
"Wait, who is that?"
As the camera gave a panoramic view, Martin Taylor suddenly let out a scream.
A red figure was quickly surpassing Hernandez and rushing towards the penalty area crazily.
"It's Wang Shen, my God, when did he get so fast?"
No wonder Martin Taylor was not surprised.
Just looking at Wang Shen's current speed, he can compete in the 100-meter race in the Olympic Games.
Wang Shen was also a little surprised.
Although this is not the first time [Black Lightning] has been triggered.
But this was really the first time he used this skill and ran more than fifty meters.
After passing fifty meters, he found that his speed increased instead of falling...
watt?
Can this horse riding be played like this?
With the strong wind howling in his ears, Wang Shen ran so comfortably.
Is this what peak human speed feels like?
In his excitement, he did not forget that this was a stadium.
Seeing that he was not far from the opposite penalty area, he hurriedly shouted to Welbeck who was protecting the ball.
"Pass back, Welbeck, pass back quickly!"
His shout alerted Welbeck and Chelsea's defensive players.
Bosingwa gave up attacking Welbeck and turned around to defend Wang Shen.
Can pass the ball faster.
Almost as soon as he heard Wang Shen's call, Welbeck chose to pass back.
To be continued...