Football: Signing in at the beginning is a reactionary kick and a quick shot

Chapter 211

Old Trafford.

The game has not officially started yet, with Manchester United and Manchester City each occupying half of the court for warm-up training.

'I wish I had known the result of the Chelsea and Arsenal game sooner...' Rojo said to his team-mate as he warmed up absentmindedly.

"Who isn't." Ashley Young also nodded slightly.

At this moment, there was a sudden cheer from the stands of the stadium, and the Manchester United and Manchester City players suddenly looked over.

The mood of the players on both sides is different at the moment.

Manchester City, champions of last season's Premier League, were on par with Chelsea in the first half of the season, but after Christmas, City gradually fell out of the table.

Manchester City are still in the top four, but they have no chance to compete for the league title anymore.

In other words, Manchester City should be in no desire for the league this season.

But this only exists in theory, as Manchester United's sworn rivals, Manchester City are very happy to step on them at the most critical moment of the opponent's championship competition.

They certainly don't want Chelsea to lift the league trophy, but they don't want Manchester United to get it.

At the moment, the cheers from the stands are clearly coming from the Manchester United fan area, the biggest probability is that Arsenal have scored, the second probability is that Chelsea have received a red and yellow card, and the lowest probability is that Chelsea's goal has been blown invalid.

"Arsenal scored!" Manchester United fans shouted at the players who were watching them with curiosity.

"Yay!" On the court, Rojo, Ashley Young, Fellaini and others all waved their arms in response to the fans.

"Chen, do you want to come and hug it?" Roho rushed to Chen Huan with a grin, "Chelsea were scored. Such

a warm invitation, Chen Huan did not refuse.

Arsenal have been in decent form this season, but they had a very different situation with Manchester City in the second half of the season, with back-to-back wins in the second half of the fixture schedule and securing a Champions League place early.

"Arsenal are good brothers!" Roho laughed.

On the other side of the field, Manchester City's warm-up players also heard the shouts of Manchester United fans, who sighed in frustration.

Van Gaal and Davis and others rushed over at this time, and Van Gaal cursed at the players who exchanged ears.

"You fucking bastards, it's warm-up time, if you get hurt because you don't warm up well, Lao Tzu won't let the team doctor come up."

The basic time of a soccer game is two 45-minute halves, and overtime rarely exceeds 10 minutes, so it is equivalent to about 100 minutes of intense and confrontational exercise for the players.

If you can't make good use of the warm-up time before the game to get your body back early, then they will feel better later.

Manchester United's first-team players were scolded by the manager but did not dare to refute it, and one by one they lowered their heads and pretended to be ostriches and began to warm up.

Van Gaal stood on the sidelines with a stern face, but he couldn't hide the worry under his eyes.

'The players' hearts have become a bit impetuous, which is by no means a good sign.

On the other side of the pitch, City's attacking finishing core Sergio Aguero is training with shots.

He used his skillful shooting skills to get the ball into the goal, and even several very delicate shots caused his teammates to applaud.

Once again, the wing sent the ball over, and Sergio Aguero volleyed straight into the air without stopping.

"Bang-" The

football shot out hard, piercing the goalkeeper's ten fingers.

"You're getting better, take a break." Assistant coach Matt came over and handed him a bottle of exercise supplement, he had to interrupt Aguero's training.

Aguero stepped aside and turned his head to look at Chen Huan, who was turning back and running at half time at Manchester United, "My form came too late, otherwise there would be our team competing for the league title now."

Aguero said and unscrewed the cap of the bottle and gulped.

Matt glanced sideways at the head coach and nodded to him, and Matt then said: "In this game, we will abandon the tactic of possession, play defensive counterattack, you will be the only endpoint." "

What?" Aguero tilted his head, a little incredulous.

"It's a decision for all of us," Matt said with a smile, "Everyone knows that you have been practicing your finishing ability hard during this time, isn't it to avenge the last city derby?" Today, let Manchester United suffer.

Aguero looked past Matt to look at the other players, only then did he notice that everyone was smiling at him.

"Good." Aguero clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.

......

In the Manchester United dressing room, the warm-up has ended and the players have changed their gear and prepared to play.

Van Gaal has already finished talking to them about tactics, and at the moment he is watching the players exchange ears and ears to discuss not the next game, all about the Chelsea and Arsenal matches, Van Gaal's brows can't help but frown deeper.

"You guys..." When Van Gaal was about to give a cordial and friendly greeting to the players, the head assistant coach Davis quickly stopped Van Gaal.

"Boss, it's about to be a game, and scolding them again may put pressure on them." Davis advised.

"But... But the bastards seemed to think they had won... Forget it, listen to you first. Van Gaal stomped his foot hard.

"Snap-" A

soft sound echoed in the dressing room, and the Manchester United players, who were still exchanging ears, all raised their heads together and looked at Van Gaal.

Van Gaal gasped and silently turned around.

The kick he stomped on just now obviously made his entire right leg numb, damn it, I shouldn't have exerted such a force.

There was a knock on the door of the dressing room and a staff member walked in and said, "Manchester United, please go to the players' tunnel to prepare for admission." "

The first-team players got up and walked out of the dressing room.

"Come on."

"Victory!"

"Chen, I will definitely score today!" The staff whispered cheers for every United player as they passed him, apparently for the United fans.

In the player tunnel, Manchester City's players have already stood in a row, and the two teams stand in two rows and do not communicate with each other.

The little blond boy kept blinking at Chen Huan, who was holding his little hand, and suddenly turned to a caddy over there in Manchester City and shouted: "George, look who this is?" Premier League goalscorer king! "