Volume 7, Chapter 124: Yellow and Red Cards

Pellegrini excitedly waved his fists on the coaching bench. He is not a particularly passionate coach. This action is enough to show that his mood is actually very good, no less than Klopp on the sidelines With a red neck, he roared to the extent of punching a set of combos.

Giggs was still sitting on the coach's bench, but his facial muscles twitched slightly.

He didn't feel the pressure, he just felt inexplicable, such a conceded goal can also appear in today's Manchester United?

If he hadn't seen that Zhou Tiancheng had mentioned Fellaini alone, maybe he would have come directly to the sidelines and roared.

"Marouwan, were you thinking about how to celebrate after winning?"

When Fellaini saw Zhou Tiancheng waving at him, he knew that something was wrong, but he still walked over, but Zhou Tiancheng's first question made him a little annoyed.

"Damn! He was so fast, I thought he was going to pass the ball down the middle, and when he turned around he was already..."

"That means you admit that you still made a mistake, right? That's good!"

"Hey, Zhou, can't it be calculated like this?" Fellaini quit immediately: "Why don't you go to Chris (Smolin) and Marcos (Rojo), their mistakes should be more serious, right? The two centre-backs couldn't even keep a mouse in sight, and David... he should be counted too, that save was really bad."

Zhou Tiancheng kept silent and didn't interrupt him. He watched him quietly "pointing out the country". You don't have a coaching qualification certificate, so he can have a job on the coaching bench, otherwise, what else would he do!"

Fellaini seemed to be inspired, and he didn't feel embarrassed or embarrassed at all. Instead, he slapped his head: "Hey, Zhou, this is a good idea, thank you, thank you, I can think about it, what a good brother."

Zhou Tiancheng suddenly felt speechless, he didn't know how to describe it, should he remind the child to take the medicine, or should he say brother, your face is really invincible.

But in any case, the problem cannot be covered up. Giggs didn't intend to say anything at first, but when Manchester City showed an extremely strong and coordinated defense in depth, Giggs rubbed his hands and slowly stood up and walked. On the sidelines.

Although Fernandinho still couldn't guard Zhou Tiancheng, this was the same point from the beginning to the end, but Zhou Tiancheng had just finished getting rid of it, and there was no time to observe or make the next move. Demichelis and Kompany had already Outflanking from both sides, Fernandinho stands so close to the defense, and he never rushes up.

This is Pellegrini's tactic, the entire back line is very tight, it looks like Joe Hart's bodyguards-if you want to threaten our boss, you have to do two tricks with us first!

With Zhou Tiancheng steadily controlling the rhythm at the front of the penalty area, Manchester United's formation began to overwhelm the half-court as a whole, and it seems that they have achieved an absolute advantage. In the derby, they can press the explosive hammer at the front of Manchester City's penalty area.

Every time Zhou Tiancheng takes the ball, there will be bursts of shouts on the scene.

"Prince!"

"Prince!"

"Our Prince!"

Zhou Tiancheng is trying to break the opponent's aggressive pressure on him, but even if Mata dribbles the ball for half a circle at the front of the penalty area, he will still come to his feet in the end.

Manchester City players are all veterans. Naturally, it is very clear that capturing Zhou Tiancheng is choking Manchester United's lifeblood-almost all opponents know that they should do this, but it seems that Pellegrini has done it more successfully.

He can even let Mata shoot long shots from outside the penalty area. The Spanish midfielder is really not in good shape in such a crucial battle, and the long shots are basically high.

"Ha, Juan Mata, the fans in the stands behind the Manchester City goal today are blessed. Maybe after this game, the fans can go home with the ball in each hand? Haha!"

Although Carragher's statement is exaggerated,

However, on the one hand, it also reflected the success of Manchester City's defense-while not giving Zhou Tiancheng a long-range shot, it also cut off his connection with the penalty area. Rooney VIP treatment. The connection between Zhou Tiancheng and the restricted area was cut off.

Rooney spread his hands and complained to Zhou Tiancheng with a wry smile. Zhou Tiancheng really wanted to reply, but he didn't have the time now, Manchester City's attack came again.

David Silva sent a very sharp counterattack this time. He passed directly to the ground for more than 20 meters to find Aguero, and sent the ball before Fellaini came close to him.

And what about Fellaini at this time?

When the same scene appeared, he only had what Zhou Tiancheng said to him just now in his mind, even though Zhou Tiancheng was joking, but he really listened to it.

Fellaini went straight up and aimed at Silva with a flying shovel, flying Silva straight up and shoveling on the turf, but he didn't even shovel the ball.

Fellaini probably felt that something was wrong when he stepped out, and raised his hands high.

However, the referee Atkinson saw it clearly. Without any hesitation, he directly took out his pocket and took out a... red card to Fellaini! Not a yellow card!

There were boos all over the pitch, and a group of Manchester United players went up and surrounded the referee to appeal for his brother. Zhou Tiancheng naturally joined in, even though he felt that the foul was a bit too much, but at this time he must be helping his relatives. Assistant.

At this time, it was Fellaini himself who was pushed out. He was very wronged, he got a red card, and he didn't even have a chance to say a word!

"Zhou, it's my fault this time, he..."

"Okay, okay, Marouan, what's the use of saying this now? Don't worry, I will try my best to get your sentence changed."

Zhou Tiancheng squeezed in directly, put his hand on the referee's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Sir, don't listen to their chatter, please listen to me, don't you think their falling to the ground just now is a bit exaggerated Is it? I can guarantee that our tackle was definitely not intentional, I believe you are fair, so..."

Atkinson smiled and seemed to be listening, but Zhou Tiancheng felt that he was only halfway through a lot of words, and Atkinson silently issued a yellow card.

"Zhou, don't explain so much to me. Although you are very famous, you should know that our judgment cannot be changed, and we represent authority. Don't try to argue or protest."

Zhou Tiancheng had no choice but to say nothing, and Giggs on the sidelines scratched his hair angrily. He still has a good temper. If it were Mourinho, he might make a gesture of choking the players directly, or go directly to trouble with the game supervisor and the fourth official on the technical table.

Carragher said in a two-point playful tone: "Manchester United fans are still waiting to see their prince rule the pitch, but now it seems that Manchester City fans should be more happy to let the 'Prince of Manchester United' face the situation on the pitch. Precarious, and even the risk of being sent off!"

Pellegrini stood up, called his assistants to call Fernandinho and David Silva over, and explained succinctly: "Now let's change our tactics."

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