Chapter 134
The match against Liverpool attracted many fans. Fans waving tall flags could be seen everywhere in the stands, turning the auditorium into a sea of red.
Cristiano, wearing the Red Devils' No. 7 jersey, walked out of the player tunnel holding the ball boy.
The two teams stood in the center of the stadium, and huge team logos of Manchester United and Liverpool popped up on the big screen panel of the stadium.
"Welcome to Old Trafford. Today's match is Manchester United's home game against Liverpool. The starting lineups of both teams have been announced--" There were a bunch of live commentators standing on the sidelines, reporting at the same time into their headsets.
In this game, Rooney and Giggs sat on the bench to rest. In this destined to be a fierce Manchester derby, Ferguson chose Alan and Cristiano as the forward lineup.
From the beginning of the new season to now, the FA Cup, Champions League, Carabao Cup... various competitions are in progress. Manchester United is fighting on four fronts. Fortunately, their player pool is still sufficient and it seems to be compatible at the moment. The players can get enough rest to ensure their condition.
Cristiano's position is still in midfield, but he has moved forward.
Ferguson gave Cristiano unprecedented freedom and power. In order to better conserve his energy and protect the use of his body, he was even asked not to return to defense.
Cristiano can clearly see the state of his body in his system.
Although, like in his previous life, Ferguson gave him the power not to participate in defense, this time, he knew his situation more clearly and intuitively than in his previous life, and he was willing to give everything he could for Manchester United, where Ferguson was.
He ran on the wing and midfield, tearing apart the opponent's defense and formation. On the heat map of the game, you can always see the red hot spot representing Cristiano being extremely active.
In this game, Manchester United and Liverpool played until the injury time in the first half before a point was scored to break the deadlock.
Liverpool scored a goal at Manchester United's home stadium, breaking the 45-minute silent deadlock.
The entire Theatre of Dreams was suddenly boiling with excitement. The Red Army fans excitedly and proudly waved flags and banners and sang the team's praises.
Ferguson crossed his arms and sat back on the bench with a sullen face.
Rooney and Giggs were both very well behaved and no one spoke, for fear of accidentally offending Sir Blower who was on standby.
The whistle for the first half blew and Liverpool took the lead.
The big screen in the broadcast room showed the Manchester United main players slowly walking off the field. The commentator said: "Manchester United failed to create a decent threat advantage in their home field in this game."
His partner nodded in agreement: "Liverpool's offensive defense against Ronaldo restricted and compressed his movements. At this time, his teammates should give him more firepower or distract some opponents for him."
"But as of now, I don't see much effective help... Now it depends on whether coach Ferguson will make some tactical adjustments in the second half," he said.
Similar comments also appeared in other live commentaries.
The broadcast room replayed the goal clip, and the players from both sides walked back to the player tunnel.
The fans on the field were obviously extremely dissatisfied with their home team's performance in the first half, and they booed and cursed at the players.
Ferguson did make tactical adjustments in the locker room.
He looked at the silent team members and sternly scolded everyone to cheer up.
——They must be flexible enough on the court instead of playing the same formula with no changes.
But it obviously takes some time for the players to adjust themselves and their teammates.
At the start of the second half, the situation between the two sides was still stalemate.
"Manchester United get a corner!"
The commentator in the broadcast room watched the turning point finally appear on the screen and couldn't help but raise his voice slightly: "The game is in the 77th minute, and this is actually the first corner kick Manchester United has gotten so far."
“Although we could see some changes in the tempo and control of Manchester United in the second half, we were unable to create any shots that were truly threatening to Liverpool’s goal.
Liverpool was in very good form in this game and also implemented the tactics of defending Ronaldo very strictly. ”
The commentator's partner nodded: "This is Manchester United's first corner kick, and it's also a chance to get close to the goal! Let's see if Manchester United can seize this opportunity."
In the picture, players from both teams were crowded in the penalty area, arranging their positions and vying for positions in front of the goal.
"Ronaldo walked towards Alan in the penalty corner? He exchanged the ball with Alan! This time the corner kick was given to Ronaldo!" The commentator said with some surprise.
"In fact, Ronaldo has been responsible for taking corner kicks earlier, and his accuracy rate is very high.
But as an offensive player, his ability to compete for headers is also excellent, so the coach puts him more in the position of competing for attacking points. In general, Ronaldo's abilities are very balanced and comprehensive. ”
The commentator added: "However, in this match Ronaldo was closely watched by Liverpool's defenders, and his teammates have not been able to find a suitable way to cooperate, so it is reasonable for Ronaldo and Alan to exchange penalties?"
Alan was seen standing one step away. The two of them tilted their heads slightly and covered their mouths while communicating something.
In the stands behind them, some dissatisfied fans threw mineral water bottles and paper balls at them.
Riot security guards stood behind Cristiano and Alan, holding transparent explosion-proof shields behind them.
The two were already used to this, and after a few words in a low voice, Alan nodded slightly and trotted back to the restricted area.
Cristiano stood in the corner kick area and looked towards the goal in the penalty area.
Before serving, I heard a loud and clear cheer from the audience, mixed with electronic sounds, which was particularly different.
"VIVA RONALDO!"
"VIVA RONALDO!"
Cristiano turned around and looked towards the audience, and although he couldn't see the appearance of the little brat Arthur clearly, he saw from a distance a child holding a big megaphone riding on a man's shoulders, sitting high up and shouting very loudly with the megaphone.
The fans around were amused by the boy's actions, and some fans even helped set the loudspeaker to play the song in a loop, so Arthur didn't have to shout at the top of his lungs.
The Red Devils fans sang the team anthem as they cheered on the field.
"We'll never die, we'll never die,
We'll keep the red flag flying high,
'cos Man United never die.
..."
Cristiano curled the corners of his mouth, retracted his gaze, and nodded slightly to his teammates from a distance.
"Ronaldo takes the corner!"
Cristiano fired a powerful shot in a smooth arc and passed it accurately to the middle. Alan pretended to move forward and made a fake shot, which attracted three Liverpool players to closely defend Alan.
Alan attracted some firepower in the front penalty area. Ferdinand jumped high, grabbed the landing point of the ball, and headed the ball heavily into the net!
"GOALLLLLLL!!! - Ferdinand scores with a header! Manchester United equalizes the score!"
"Ronaldo kicked off and made a cross, Alan and Ferdinand cooperated tactically! A very beautiful corner kick attack and scored!"
Ferdinand excitedly took off his shirt, grabbed Cristiano who was running over, and pinched Cristiano's face: "Ronnie! We scored!"
Cristiano grinned, he knew he had to catch the enemy off guard!
He waved his arms and cheered happily, his whole face flushed due to the intense exercise. Ferdinand slapped him in the face, causing his face to become deformed and pouty, but he did not dodge.
Alan quickly ran up and tied the score in the last ten minutes, which was exciting enough!
He jumped onto Cristiano's back, hugged Cristiano's neck excitedly and shouted excitedly: "Ronnie!"
Cristiano staggered and quickly pulled Alan to keep his balance.
As if in revenge for a prank, he jumped at Alan again, but Alan held him firmly. They cheered, and the three of them ran to the edge of the court with laughter to celebrate the goal with the fans.
Cristiano ran towards the audience seats on Arthur's side, smiled and waved his arms at the boy, then quickly turned around and celebrated with his teammates.
Arthur's face turned red with excitement when he saw this. His idol must have heard him shouting "Come on!"
After a brief celebration, a new round of fast break from Liverpool started.
Neville quickly rushed forward, took control of the ball, and just as he was about to turn around, he was immediately pressed again by Liverpool players.
He accelerated and took two quick steps. One second before the opponent was about to touch the ball, he suddenly moved forward, hooked the ball with the instep of his foot, and quickly passed it to Cristiano on the wing.
He lost his balance and fell forward to the ground, then quickly sat up and turned to look at Cristiano.
"Ronaldo received Neville's pass! Three Liverpool players pressed forward at the same time!"
"Here it comes again, here it comes again. Every time Ronaldo gets the ball, he will be surrounded by at least three Liverpool players—" The commentator in the broadcast room couldn't help but lower his voice.
This kind of scene has appeared too many times in this game, and he can even foresee what will happen next -
Cristiano would intercept the ball and Manchester United's attack would be interrupted again.
Maybe Manchester United can only rely on corner kicks and free kicks in this game...
However, unexpectedly, Cristiano dribbled the ball quickly along the sideline.
When the Liverpool defenders approached, he suddenly lifted the ball lightly, and the ball went vertically up.
Cristiano immediately stopped the ball with his chest, pushed his shoulder forward, and the ball went around the opponent's head. With an unexpected fancy move, he dribbled the ball past the defense in front of him!
The defensive player was stunned and froze for a second before he came to his senses. When he turned around to chase, he saw that his two teammates had already taken advantage of his open space and rushed forward to block him.
However, without one person blocking him, it was much easier for Cristiano to dribble past the opponent.
Number 7, wearing a red jersey, was seen riding a light and nimble bicycle, his calves wrapped in black over-the-knee socks swinging rapidly from side to side, as if he was dancing to a passionate dance music from Latin America.
"Ronaldo shook off Riise's block in the midfield!"
"Ronaldo turned with the ball - and he chose to shoot directly!?"
“——WHAT A GOAL!!!”
The commentator in the broadcast room jumped up from his chair in surprise and excitement, and almost sat on the table!
On the big screen, the Liverpool players defending Cristiano were completely unprepared. They did not expect that Cristiano would turn around and without even adjusting, he directly made a powerful long-range shot, and the ball flew into the distant goal at a high speed in front of his eyes!
——Even the camera placed behind the net was knocked to the ground by the extremely powerful and fast ball!
Almost all the fans in the stadium suddenly stood up from their chairs, and like a wave of people, they burst into incredible exclamations.
The commentator wanted to lie down in front of the big broadcast screen. He shouted in surprise: "The ball went in! Ronaldo fired directly from the midfield! He passed two people and shot directly from a position close to the center circle! "
"Ronaldo reversed the score to overtake Liverpool!! Manchester United 2-1!"
Even the Liverpool fans in the audience stood up for this incredible long-range shot, not to mention the Manchester United fans.
The Red Devils fans in the entire stands screamed and cheered.
This violent long shot seemed to kick away the depression and frustration of the first eighty minutes of the game!
Arthur stood on a chair and screamed and shouted with the crowd around him. He began to wonder if his heart had not fully recovered yet, otherwise why would it be beating so fast?
His face flushed with excitement, and he turned on the loud speaker and shouted loudly - "VIVA RONALDO!"
Another boy standing next to Arthur also waved excitedly and shouted in English with a distinct foreign accent: "VIVA RONALDO!"
“He plays on the left,
He plays on the right,
That boy Ronaldo made England look shite! ”
A series of uniform war songs rang out on the field. Cristiano took off his jersey and roared at the audience like a lion. He pointed to the green grass under his feet, as if to say that he dominated the field.
Ferdinand and Keane ran up and hugged Cristiano.
Keane kissed the boy's head hard, rubbed his sweaty and gel-covered curls twice, and shouted loudly: "Ronnie! Great job! You did it!"
Cristiano was forced to trot forward two steps due to the weight on his body. He grinned brightly. Of course he would do it!
With the referee's whistle, the double red match came to an end.
"Congratulations to Manchester United! They defeated Liverpool 2-1 at their home ground! Ronaldo assisted with a corner kick and scored a world-class goal, winning the well-deserved MVP of the game!" the commentator in the broadcast room said loudly.
At Old Trafford, Cristiano followed his teammates around the field and clapped his hands softly.
When he walked to Arthur's audience seat, he heard a boy shouting his name loudly and tirelessly with a familiar Portuguese accent.
He walked over and saw the other person looking at him eagerly.
The child was so nervous that he subconsciously asked in English with a Portuguese accent: "Can you give me your game jersey?"
Arthur was standing by and his eyes widened immediately upon hearing this. He knew that this guy must have a purpose for shouting so loudly just now!
The Portuguese boy quickly came to his senses after he finished speaking and quickly asked again in Portuguese, this time much smoother.
Cristiano smiled when he heard this, and was amused by Arthur's expression. He shook his head and said, "Sorry, I have already promised to give this jersey to someone else."
Upon hearing that, Arthur immediately puffed out his chest with pride. It was him! It's his! ——Although he didn’t quite understand the Portuguese Cristiano said, he could guess what the other party said!
Cristiano then said to the boy who looked much more disappointed: "I'll go to the locker room to get you a jersey? You wait for me here?"
He pointed to the spot, "I promise I'll come back for you, but you have to wait for me."
The Portuguese kid's eyes immediately lit up again and he nodded heavily.
Cristiano smiled and walked quickly into the player tunnel.
Arthur turned his head to look at the Portuguese kid who was several years younger than him and asked, "What did he say?"
"He said he would get me another jersey." The Portuguese boy said happily, holding his face, "He is so nice."
Arthur nodded. "He is very nice. So you are his fan too?"
“I am now,” the boy said.
Arthur curled his lips, this person's love was not as much as his.
They stayed in the stands and waited for a while. Some of the surrounding fans left in twos and threes, but there were still many very excited Red Devils fans celebrating on the spot, drinking beer, dancing and singing Manchester United's praises loudly.
"He wouldn't have forgotten, would he?... Has he left?" The little Portuguese boy couldn't help but look around.
Arthur crossed his arms maturely, pursed his lips and glared at the brat disapprovingly: "Cristiano will do what he promised, you just have to wait. If you don't believe in him, then don't like him."
"I didn't!" the Portuguese kid yelled in dissatisfaction.
Just when the two little boys were about to have an argument, Cristiano came out of the player tunnel with his jersey as he promised.
He trotted up to the spectator stands.
This surprised the fans who were sitting nearby and had not left yet. There were bursts of low screams in the crowd, and they stretched out their arms to grab Cristiano, trying to touch his body.
Cristiano didn't care. He smiled and handed the jersey to the Portuguese child: "Here, it's yours, little one."
The boy took the jersey with both hands, buried his face in the jersey excitedly, and screamed softly.
"Diogo, say thank you quickly!" The boy's mother and father also urged the boy in a low voice, trying to suppress their excitement.
"Thank you!" the boy said immediately after he came to his senses.
Cristiano paused, Diogo?
"What's your name?" He couldn't help but look at the boy in front of him. The child's facial features had not yet fully developed, and there was no sign of his future.
The boy replied: "My name is Diogo Dalot."
Cristiano paused, scratched his face and couldn't help laughing. Oh my God, he gestured to the boy in front of him who was probably only seven or eight years old: "You are so young..."
He was almost amazed. Who could have thought that the kid in front of him would one day become his club teammate and national teammate, and they would even play football together?
The boy said: "I am not a kid anymore! In two years I will be able to join the youth training!"
Cristiano grinned, nodded and rubbed the kid's head: "Don't be lazy, play well, you will be in the national team in the future."
The boy's eyes widened, and he took an exaggerated breath when he heard the words.
Their Portuguese superstar actually said that he could join the national team in the future! Then he will definitely work hard!
Before, he might have only been 50% determined to play football, but after watching today's game, he was completely mesmerized by football, attracted by the aesthetics of such reversal and violent shots, and fascinated by the game that could never be defined. He is now 100% sure that he wants to play football.
Arthur was pinching the corner of his clothes. He couldn't understand anything. Cristiano was speaking Portuguese.
He pursed his lips and decided to learn Portuguese so that he could speak Portuguese with Cristiano if they became teammates in the future!
Cristiano didn't stay here for too long. Alan called him in the player tunnel. He responded, rubbed Dalot and Arthur's heads, and then ran down quickly.
Arthur silently stroked his blond hair and turned to look at the Portuguese kid beside him: "What did you talk about?"
"Chris said I can join the national team in the future." The boy said with a dreamy look on his face, "So can we be teammates?"
Arthur: “…”
Chris? Be teammates? This kid who didn’t even go to youth training? Cristiano must have encouraged him this way because of the relationship with Portugal!
Damn the household registration book relationship households!
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