Vol 7 Chapter 115: The counterattack started

Michael Oliver's whistle sounded and Gerrard faced De Gea.
Start, run, and shoot!
Gerald has strong psychological qualities, not to mention technology. In order to ensure that he does not give the goalkeeper any chance, he chooses to volley the goal at the top of the goal. This requires technology and courage, but as long as the goalkeeper does not predict in advance , There is almost no chance to rush.
Gerrard slammed at the upper edge of the right side of the goal. Seeing such an operation, the stadium was preparing for cheers.
This is called daring, and this is Gerrard! Steven the God of War forever in Anfield!
At the same time, the mentality of everyone on Manchester United has been half-cooled, part of the hope is pinned on De Gea, and of course there are people expecting the ball to fly directly when Gerald kicks.
Gerrard's choice is very tricky, almost only let the goalkeeper disarm. But the next second, the situation reversed!
De Gea stared closely at Gerald's feet, following the moment the ball kicked out, the whole person jumped up, and at the same time, his right hand extended with a single palm, directly racking the ball out of the baseline.
"Wow! God! David De Gea, De Gea like God, ha ha ha, it seems that a penalty kick can stimulate him."
De Gea growled with his fists clenched, and soon he was surrounded by his teammates.
After these teammates dispersed, Zhou Tiancheng hugged De Gea directly. This scene made the commentators on the media seat almost laugh-the thighs on both ends of Manchester United's offense and defense are very (base) (love), it seems that it is going to be a big deal!
"You're really doing pretty well, man, I knew just now that they must have no drama."
De Gea listened to Zhou Tiancheng's praise, but became humble: "Haha, I'm lucky enough not to make them 3:0, but Zhou, I'll see you next."
Zhou Tiancheng patted his shoulder lightly: "If you don't stay in his position, you won't do anything. If you don't care about it, you don't have to worry about it. Even if he scores 3:0, we still have a chance. Hey, let alone they are not 2: 0? It's still early!"
Zhou Tiancheng was really confident. What happened to the Liverpool locker room that Istanbul night that year, he didn’t know, only know that Liverpool’s front sight was recovered at once, thanks to Gerald’s completion. Remember the drop shot ten meters from the goal... Liverpool can do it, can't Manchester United? Don’t you say you are worse than Gerald?
Zhou Tiancheng can now deny it calmly.
Coming to the frontcourt, Zhou Tiancheng first handed Di Maria and Rooney to the front. The three had a small meeting. He glanced at Giggs. Although his face did not ease the two points, he always stood on the sidelines. There are no instructions. The eyes of the two collided, he saw Giggs still smiling at himself, he was more at ease, then come in his own way!
"Speed, speed, mobilize your enthusiasm and passion first, and then we will be finished like this. Little angel, um, do you know what to do? Little fat, you are in front of the door, don't give it to me Run around everywhere."
Di Maria and Rooney nodded at the same time.
Zhou Tiancheng was also not at all verbose, and looked at the two of them: "Well, that's it, David has already started, and it's our turn. It's time for us to fight back from now on! Who agrees? Who opposes?"
Zhou Tiancheng took a very clever way to stabilize the most important people in the frontcourt first. In such a scene, it is unrealistic to want everyone to get rid of the KOP stand interference. And Manchester United’s counterattack can actually be very simple. .
The TV broadcast signal was given to Zhou Tiancheng while replaying the brave play of De Gea just now, Yang Cheng smiled and chatted with Carragher: "Jamie, it seems that the script is not the same as you think, Steven ·Will Gerrard be the same as you and underestimate De Gea, now there is no 3:0."
Carragher laughed: "So Rogers will not be satisfied, Liverpool's attack will continue, it seems that Giggs is still too tender."
"Oh, I'm not talking about this. Do you think this kind of save will stimulate Zhou Tiancheng?" Yang Cheng also responded lightly. The verbal confrontation between the two people said that the double red on the media seat would not do anything. However, the same did not give up, and there was a sharp cross between words.
Giggs has been standing on the sidelines. He just wanted to say something, but Zhou Tiancheng has already taken action, but he is not in a hurry. Shrugged and prepared to walk back to the coach seat.
As soon as he turned around, the atmosphere in the field suddenly changed, and the huge cheers and cheers turned into boos. Giggs stepped in and quickly turned around, with a surprise in his eyes.
When he turned around, Liverpool right-back Mangillo had been flipped to the ground by fake moves, Di Maria successfully tricked him into the penalty area.
In the commentary of Sky Sports, Yang Cheng now screamed excitedly at the table: "Angel Di Maria! He is so fast, how does it compare with Rahim Stirling? Not at all? It's down the wind! But it depends on Zhou Tiancheng. He just passed from Henderson and Coutinho this direct pass ~EbookFREE.me~ is comparable to a scalpel, this is the finishing touch! ah- -Hahaha!"
Yang Cheng played a series of improvisations, and the last wave of roars caused Carragher to shake his head, which was obviously crazy than me.
Yang Cheng’s shouting is actually justified. Di Maria’s low-level pass has bypassed the middle-most goalkeeper, Mignole. He has seen Rooney take a quicker shot of the horse, a piece in front of the goal. In the dogfight, Chubby took the lead in throwing out his body's center of gravity, using a sliding shovel to directly shovel the ball up close to the goal.
"Rooney! Lu chubby! Hahahaha, in one go, Gerrard could have killed the game two minutes ago, but now, can Liverpool dare to say that they are winning steadily? It's still too early, although testing Giggs, but... Rogers' ability to respond on the spot is not really strong."
Yang Cheng interpreted Tao with great interest.
Zhou Tiancheng ran directly and took Rooney up, even though he was in ecstasy, but Rooney still felt awkward. Although his face is indeed tender, he is older than Zhou Tiancheng in terms of seniority. Now... what is it?
"Week, I can understand you are excited, but, let me go."
"No way!" Zhou Tiancheng patted Rooney's fat face excitedly: "Little fat, good job, continue, continue!"
But at this time Giggs finally decided to replace him and put on Falcao.
His on-the-spot change rhythm and commentators' ideas are completely different. It may be normal to change to Falcao at the beginning of the second half.
But Giggs did not do this, he has absolute confidence in the players.
There was Zhou Tiancheng in the goal. Giggs had never been worried. Now is the time to prepare for a counterattack.
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