Chapter 86
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"Oooo‥…!!
The Blackpo supporters who had traveled on the expedition erupted into cheers in the Old Trafford East Stand.
The remaining Manchester United supporters were silent, already losing faith in the team!
The previous time, the lead was shared by others, ending in a penalty shootout!
Straight ahead this time!
What are the players of Manchester United doing?
Will we suffer a loss once more?
Getting beaten twice by a team that just appeared last season?
Is that this enormous, goddamn Manchester United?
on the field.
With great excitement, Ronaldo ran to the sidelines to celebrate, and the Blackpool players beside him joined in the celebration at the same pace.
Every now and then, the other Manchester United players cast helpless glances at the jubilant Blackpool team.
Too powerless!
An overwhelming feeling!
These players, their personal abilities are definitely not bad!
But no matter what, I feel uneasy kicking because of Blackpool's incomprehensible transmission and the pressure in my heart!
A few quick glances between a few Manchester United players revealed some confusion in one another's eyes.
What will happen next?
Blackpool can relax knowing that they will not be rushing anymore.
But since they are Manchester United, they have to compete for the ball if they want to tie the score.
Defense line that is destined to seize the ball is prone to gaps.
A never-ending cycle!
"..."
A lot of the Manchester United players sighed, getting ready for the crazy game that was about to start.
sidelines.
At this Ferguson went back to the coach's seat and sat down for nothing more.
just to hear some Manchester United shirts being treated with less abuse.
He needs to find somewhere to hide because he is already being reprimanded by numerous football hooligans on the sidelines.
There is no need to feel so embarrassed because, even though they can still hear it, they will not see the reprimand.
For this goal just now.
Although it is a microcosm of the first ten minutes of the game, Ferguson has nothing against it.
Blackpool performed as expected, scoring a goal.
"..."
Unable to resist, Ferguson released another breath, clenched his fist, and looked at James standing beside him.
For the upcoming season, over ten days of combined training with just three new signings.
Has this Blackpool grown to be so strong?
"Jones."
Ferguson then yelled to the assistant coach who was standing behind him.
"Um?"
"Tell the forwards on the team to warm up."
Ferguson was doing his usual nervous chewing—quickly chewing gum. "Let us make a substitution if the first half ends with no changes."
"OK.
Jones immediately went to the bench and called Manchester United's backup striker out to warm up.
Ferguson did not know what he was thinking as he fixed his sharp eyes on the field.
on the field.
Shortly after, the game was resumed.
Even after sending the football, Manchester United made use of the players' individual skills to launch a menacing attack.
Jin sent a lob pass to Beckham, who had wandered to the right of the court once more.
The ball landed perfectly, smack dab between Vidic and Ramos.
Straight into York's head, center!
"Hello!"
However, for no apparent reason, Blackpool defender Vidic suddenly roared as York was about to head towards the goal.
boom!
York was a little slow, so when he tried to push out the football again, the top was positioned too low, and the ball went straight out of his hand.
"..."
York roared, shook his hands, and gave Vidic a fierce look.
He was even more depressed because he had no control over Vidic.
Vidic did not commit another foul; who says players are not allowed to yell?
As he was looking for trouble, the referee approached and gave him a red card.
This game's chances of winning are even more remote.
York so suffered and suffered until at last he turned and ran in the direction of his own half.
"Hahaha..."
He was surrounded by Ramos, who burst out laughing at this scene—a rare smile in this tense game.
Although I usually try not to laugh at Vidic, I could not help but smile and burst out laughing.
And the attack by Manchester United was unsuccessful.
The ball had returned to Blackpool's side and was passed at the players' feet.
bang bang bang...
bang bang bang...
As the players from Blackpool kept passing and controlling the ball, the already exhausted Manchester United players dragged themselves back to the scramble.
It is not that they can not grab it at all; rather, their strength may have been underestimated.
However, there is a significant physical cost associated with each grab, as well as a high cost of consumption.
He continued to slow down when he felt like attacking.
Blackpool's high pressure consequently increased, preventing them from breathing.
Or run and catch the ball!
Either let the ball drop, or take off and defend!
that's it.
By the end of the first half.
Even so, neither side managed to score a second goal.
However, it is simple to distinguish the two teams' mentalities from one another.
In the end, the Blackpool players laughed and chatted.
The Manchester United players were too exhausted to say anything more and headed toward the changing room, panting.
just before the start of the game's second half.
Two consecutive substitution cards have been raised by the sidelines.
"Run harder after getting up, sabotage Blackpool's defense, and then hunt for offensive openings!"
Ferguson addressed the approaching striker and a shadow striker earnestly while standing on the sidelines.
"This is the community shield game; stay focused, keep running, take a cue from Beckham, and comprehend?"
The two players nodded and bided their time until Johansen and Scholes, the starters, ran onto the court and off it.
Ferguson switched the original four-four-two formation to a three-four-three!
A lineup with more offensive potential!
Press harder in the frontcourt in an effort to slow down Blackpool's quick passing!
But it's also a risky move.
If the Blackpool players' conduct was really good, their move would be in vain.
Even made a wedding dress to directly reduce the pressure of attack on Blackpool.
But Ferguson has no other way at this time.
Not only is it ugly to play like the first half, but there is no chance of a goal!
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