chsdbacks Chapter 87 Manchester Derby! A Clash of Titans! World-Class Above the Neck VS World-Class Below the
Chapter 87 Manchester Derby! A Clash of Titans! World-Class Above the Neck VS World-Class Below the
Chapter 87 Manchester Derby! A Clash of Titans! World-Class Above the Neck VS World-Class Below the Neck!
Ajax's dream burst like a bubble.
The remaining talent in the Dutch team is no longer enough for them to break through De Gea's defense.
2: 1!
Manchester United secured their third Champions League victory of the season with difficulty.
This led to another change in the standings.
Even a big win for Real Madrid wouldn't change anything; they could only overtake Jia Fu and move into second place.
Manchester United, with three wins out of three, still lead the standings.
Ferguson, however, couldn't be happy at all.
The chronic problem in the midfield has never been resolved.
"To be honest, I'm not entirely satisfied with the performance of this match."
"If we can't adjust our form in time for the Manchester derby this weekend, things could get quite tricky!"
At the post-match press conference, Sir Alex Ferguson revealed his concerns between the lines.
He once described Manchester City as a "noisy neighbor".
Who would have thought that the Blue Moon Legion, which had been teetering on the edge of promotion and demotion for years, would be spotted by capital from the Middle East and soar to new heights?
In just a few years, the team's value went from lagging far behind Manchester United to being on par with them, and finally, this summer, it surpassed them.
Ferguson often thought: Even if you have money, you shouldn't spend it like this.
Oil tycoon: That's right, money can buy you anything, so what?!
However, not everyone shares Sir Alex Ferguson's pessimistic view of the weekend's game.
Take Liu Yi for example.
After the match, he stayed at Old Trafford and did some shooting practice for a short while.
He sensed that a certain value was nearing a breakthrough point.
at last!
Archery skills: 85-86↑
Since breaking through 80, the growth of a certain value has become unusually slow.
In particular, Liu Yi has never stopped honing his archery skills since the intensive summer training.
Almost three months have passed, and only a small improvement has been achieved with great difficulty.
That makes sense, though. If shooting skills were so easy to develop, there wouldn't be any strikers like Carroll or Heskey in the world.
Expand the current attribute panel:
进攻意识91/射术86/射门力量80/头球45/任意球50
Ball control 80 / Dribbling 76 / Passing 63
Speed 80 / Stamina 72 / Combat 75
Defense 20 / Goalkeeping 10
Overall rating: 80!
The overall score is over 80?
Liu Yi clenched his fist suddenly.
In football games, 79 and 80 are two completely different concepts.
For example, even if someone is at the peak of the Dou Ling realm and is incredibly powerful, they still can't "transform Dou Qi into wings" like a newly promoted Dou Wang.
A score of 80 means that he has officially transcended the level of an ordinary player and entered the ranks of star players.
His goal for himself was to achieve a total score of 80 before he turned 19.
Achieving this a month ahead of schedule brings an especially solid sense of accomplishment.
In addition to the year-end Champions League group stage rankings, and the potential Golden Boy award promotion opportunity —
This is the perfect opportunity to "consolidate your realm"!
Liu Yi set his sights on the next match.
Manchester Derby!
It is also the highly anticipated battle for the top spot!
Since the Bosman ruling came into effect, Ajax has gradually shifted its role from a top European club to a stepping stone and transit point for star players to join the top five European leagues.
Ajax's so-called elites are hardly among the top in the vast European football scene.
However, the Blue Moon Legion has a "Golden Boy" award winner in its ranks!
The rising star of the Italian national team.
Mario Balotelli!
"Hey, Yi Di, it's me, Mino!"
"Yes, I have arrived in Manchester."
"I have an employer who recently had some personal matters to attend to!"
Raiola called, claiming she was in Manchester.
One doesn't visit the temple without a reason.
Since it's not about myself, could it be—Pogba?!
Liu Yi knew that Raiola and Ferguson's relationship was already quite tense because of his third brother.
The Italian coach hoped Manchester United would offer Pogba at least £50,000 a week, but the Red Devils' owner firmly rejected the offer.
"Liu Neng has earned so much because he has already proven his worth, but Paul hasn't."
Raiola retorted, "If you don't give him a chance to perform, how can he prove his worth? Your midfield is clearly terrible!"
If you were to say that Ferguson had a bad temper or didn't understand tactics, the old man would probably just laugh it off.
But if you criticize his players for all sorts of things, just wait to be showered with criticism by those who are overly protective of their own!
Sir Alex Ferguson roared, "How dare you, a pig-headed agent, tell us what to do with our lineup?"
Raiola was also getting anxious.
If you say that Raiola doesn't understand negotiation, he'll just laugh it off.
But you could say he weighs over 300 pounds.
No way! I'm going to defend the dignity of us fat guys!
"Huh? You know Paul's contract only lasts until next summer. If I wanted, I could take him anywhere!"
The two sides parted on bad terms.
But Raiola said...
"No, it's not—it's Mario Balotelli!"
Liu Yi suddenly realized.
It's not surprising that Balotelli, an Italian international, is represented by Raiola's agent.
ha?
Looking at it this way, it's clear that the star players under Raiola's command are all quite remarkable.
An arrogant God.
A genius with intellectual disabilities.
A rising star with a unique hairstyle.
And the killer who likes to take walks—
"Mino, are you interested in coming to Old Trafford for the Manchester derby? I'd love to meet that legendary Balotelli."
On the other end of the phone, Mino Raiola's voice sounded weak and listless.
"Forget it, I have a ton of things to take care of here. I'll probably be flying back to Italy before the game starts on Saturday. Oh, by the way, I'll swap your contact information. You're both young, you can chat more. But don't let him lead you astray. I'm thinking, maybe you can help him get back on track."
How to help Balotelli get back on track?
Even Mourinho, with his strong desire for control, couldn't do it. You expect me, a "cool guy 2.0," to do it?
We might as well rely on Mancini.
At least Mancini's control over Balotelli was relatively successful. The so-called control was a laissez-faire approach, like treating a kindergarten child. "Mario, you did the right thing, great job, here's a big red flower for you!" / "Mario, this is wrong, I have to punish you, I'm deducting a big red flower from your account."
the next day.
That is, the night before the Manchester derby.
Just as Liu Yi was about to go to bed, his phone suddenly rang.
Looking at the number on the screen, which seemed vaguely familiar but he couldn't quite place, he hesitated for a moment before pressing the answer button.
"Feed?"
"Ooooooo!!!"
A strange, monkey-like scream came from the other end of the phone.
Whose monkey is making that noise?
You're insane!
My first instinct was to hang up the phone.
The voice on the other end spoke very quickly.
"Hey, Liu, you must be Liu. I'm Mario, Mario Balotelli!"
Foreign versions of telecom fraud are so far ahead?
Back in 2011, there was a scam where someone claimed to be Jackie Chan, trapped in a furniture store, and demanded 300 yuan in exchange for 500 yuan in return after defeating Thanos.
"Balotelli? How can you prove you're Balotelli?"
The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly lowered, carrying a hint of embarrassment and urgency.
"I'm in big trouble!"
"I—I blew up the bathroom!"
Okay, this was a great collaboration with ID.
Liu Yi suddenly remembered that Raiola had given him Balotelli's phone number.
Upon comparison, it turned out to be exactly this thing.
"You blew up the bathroom?! How did you do that?"
"Setting off fireworks in the bathroom!"
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WTF? !
Bathrooms are for taking showers.
If we had to force it, it wouldn't be impossible to use it for creating babies.
So you set off fireworks in the bathroom?!
Why don't you put firecrackers in your bed?
"Oh dear, Mino didn't answer my call. He must be on the plane. I—I don't dare call our coach or teammates; they'll definitely yell at me if they find out. I've already called the fire department, but I'm afraid I won't make it to the rescue before I die."
"That's why I remembered the number Raiola gave you, so I called you!"
Liu Yi was completely speechless.
However, considering that the guy who made all these moves is named Balotelli, everything seems to make sense again.
"Okay, are you safe now?"
Balotelli: "I'm safe! I took my phone and magazines with me when I left!"
Liu Yi: "—Shouldn't you have brought something more valuable? Like a computer or something?"
Balotelli: "Oh dear, I'll go in and get it right away."
"Take your dam!!"
Manchester Evening News: "Morning news: Manchester City's young star Mario Balotelli caused a serious fire at his home while setting off fireworks. The fire is now under control. It is said that Balotelli rushed back into his burning home and salvaged a considerable amount of cash and a briefcase."
Everyone was waiting to see the starting lineups for both sides.
But what followed was a nonsensical news story about Balotelli.
What's even funnier is that Balotelli took a selfie standing in the charred toilet.
It was evening.
Night falls and the city lights begin to twinkle.
Manchester at the end of October was already chilly.
The two head coaches are engaged in a heated verbal battle at the press conference, displaying their wits and strategies.
Inside the stadium, both teams' players are conducting their final training session.
One side wore red training uniforms, and the other side wore blue training uniforms.
In fact, the training bases of the two teams are very close to each other.
De Gea's long balls sometimes go over the wall and all the way to Manchester City's side.
However, overall, the two sides have always maintained a state of mutual non-interference.
However, the situation changed drastically after Balotelli came on.
As soon as he stepped onto the pitch, he buried his head and rushed straight towards the half where the Manchester United players were warming up, just like Coach Tabe.
"Hey, whose idiot lad is this!"
Anderson saw a splash of blue amidst a sea of red and couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark.
Balotelli then realized he had run in the wrong direction.
A normal person's first reaction would be that they've lost face terribly and would want to quickly return to their own half of the court.
Balotelli's reaction was...
Hey, this old man doesn't change his name or surname.
"Hey, I'm not some dumb lad, I'm the coolest guy playing football in Manchester!"
Anderson was amused.
"The coolest player on football? Did you ask the guy next to me if he agreed?"
Anderson lifted Liu Yi out from beside him.
Balotelli's eyes lit up.
"You're Liu?"
"Let me show you how cool my shot is."
that's it.
Balotelli nonchalantly picked up a ball, walked past the stunned Manchester United players, and as if no one else was there, arrived in front of the goal guarded by De Gea, and performed a classic "spin shot".
Unlike that attempt that drove Dzeko crazy.
This time, Balotelli successfully put the ball into the net.
Liu Yi stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "You played really well. How about you play like that in the match later?"
Former Golden Boy Award winner Anderson joked from the side, "People aren't exactly known for their sharp minds, and you're still trying to fool them!"
Liu Yi seemed to be deep in thought.
"Actually, if you had Balotelli's talent, you could win the Ballon d'Or even if you ate ten McDonald's meals a day!"
P.S.: There will be another update later. Go to sleep early if you're sleepy!