Chapter 606: Rich People Really Know How to Have Fun

“The ball goes in!!!”

“We finally scored a goal!!!!!”

The commentator at St. Mary's Stadium let out a heart-wrenching cry.

All the Saints fans in the stadium rushed up from their seats, waving their arms and cheering wildly.

Many people even stood on the iron fences of the stands and kept shouting Ibrahimovic's name.

After scoring the goal, the Swedish center forward excitedly rushed out of the stadium and rushed to the Southampton fans' stand. He made a gesture of determination and confidence in winning, and kept poking himself.

"Great Ibrahimovic, it's you who gave us Southampton hope with your goals!"

Ibrahimovic! Ibrahimovic!!! Ibrahimovic!!!

More than 30,000 fans in the stadium shouted Ibrahimovic's name in unison. The overwhelming noise seemed to swallow up the Southampton players who surrounded the Swedish center in the stadium.

Even the head coach Bielsa who was standing on the sidelines jumped up from the ground, rushed over excitedly and hugged his assistants, because everyone could see that this goal had completely sentenced Stoke City to death!

Tony Pulis shook his head in disappointment on the sidelines.

I was just saying, I don’t know how long I can hold on?

But who could have thought that Southampton scored a goal in the blink of an eye!

The game is now in the 64th minute, and this goal is a devastating blow to Stoke City.

After holding on for an hour, Stoke City was ultimately unable to hold on to the end.

what to do?

What should we do now?

Faced with the questioning and even pleading look of his assistant David Kemp, Tony Pulis felt helpless.

He was totally out of ideas.

Because he knew that Stoke City had already lost!

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“Oh shit!”

"What is that?"

“How could a ball like this go in?”

At the Carrington training base in west Manchester, when Ferguson saw Ibrahimovic's long shot from 30 meters away penetrate Begovic's goal, he jumped up from the sofa and accidentally bumped into the coffee table in front of him, causing a sharp noise.

"What the hell is going on with Stoke City?"

"And N'Zonzi, doesn't he know how dangerous Ibrahimovic is? Doesn't he know to follow him?"

"Oh my god, you were guarding so well before, how come you are completely different now?"

Ferguson was venting his anger in a burst of words, and it was obvious that he was filled with rage and indignation at the lack of resistance.

Manchester United only had half an hour left to win the league title, but you guys were so disappointing that you let Southampton score a goal.

What does this mean?

Are you kidding me?

Are you bullying me, an old man, for retiring?

I……

Ferguson really wanted to say, I might as well not retire and show you!

But looking at Moyes sitting next to him, the young Scottish man could not wait to run over and take over.

If I suddenly announced at this time that I would not retire, the result would not only offend the Manchester United management, but also Moyes, and I would become a big joke in the professional football world.

Moyes also had a helpless smile on his face.

He really wasn’t surprised that Southampton scored, or even beat Stoke City.

This is not a high probability event!

Stoke City's away record is not ideal, but Southampton's home record is quite excellent, which means that there is really not much suspense about the Saints beating Stoke City at home.

Frankly speaking, it is really not easy for Tony Pulis's team to hold on until now.

At least Southampton gave it their all in this game and displayed an amazing offensive performance.

Let’s not talk about anything else, just talk about Ibrahimovic. He played quite actively in the first half, and was even more active in running and interspersing in the frontcourt in the second half. This is quite rare for a Nordic giant like him.

You know, for a center forward like Ibrahimovic, the consumption of active running is quite astonishing.

At least Stoke City's Crouch is not as active as Ibrahimovic.

The final result also proved that Ibrahimovic's enthusiasm and dedication were rewarded.

Shawcross's clearance somehow ended up in Ibrahimovic's path, and no one could be blamed for that.

After all, Shawcross's first move was to clear the ball. How could he tell where the ball would go after the clearance?

Ibrahimovic's long-range shot showed his great skill.

The angle, strength and speed of the shot were all very good, and the ball was controlled.

So, no one could stop the ball from going into the net!

However, in this case, Manchester United’s championship...

Thinking of this, Moyes couldn't help but look at Ferguson.

The old Scottish coach had already sat back on the sofa by this time, but he was shaking with anger.

It was obvious that he had given up on this game.

It is simply impossible for Stoke City to reverse Southampton!

In other words, Manchester United has no hope of winning the championship this season!

Ferguson had a brilliant life, but in the end, he ended up with nothing and retired with great regret!

This is the cruel professional football!

Just as the head coach's office fell into deathly silence, the exclamations of Sky TV commentator Martin Taylor continued to be heard from the TV.

“The game restarted, Southampton quickly regained possession of the ball, and continued to attack Stoke City. Bielsa’s team obviously wanted to take advantage of the momentum of the goal to further expand their lead and secure victory!”

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“Southampton was very patient in controlling the ball in the 30-meter area!”

"Toni Kroos... Modric... Varane... pass again, Danilo on the right..."

"The Saints' attacking formation has already pressed into Stoke City's penalty area, and the cannons are already set up!"

"Toni Kroos came up and made an overhead pass..."

"Neymar, make a run forward, not offside, great chance!"

"Neymar stopped the ball beautifully and steadily into the penalty area!"

"Fake move, didn't get through, pass to David Alaba!"

"David Alaba made a diagonal pass to the back post."

"Gareth Bale follows up, heads the ball, and it goes in!!!!!!"

“Two to zero, two to zero!”

"Southampton scored again against Stoke City just over six minutes after their last goal!"

"It's a crushing defeat. Stoke City's tenacious defense in the first 60 minutes was completely shattered by Ibrahimovic's goal. Now it's a crushing defeat!"

"Gareth Bale heads the ball from behind, Begovic should have made a move!"

When these shouts and analyses were heard from Sky TV commentator Martin Taylor in the living room of a mansion in West London, Abramovich jumped up from the sofa, pointed at Begovic, who was in close-up on the TV screen, and cursed him together.

"What the hell is going on with this guy?"

"Such a simple ball, he couldn't even block it?"

"Did the dog eat up all the good condition just now?"

“Oh my god, this guy can play in the Premier League?”

"David Alaba's kick would have been within my reach if I had been there, but he actually gave Gareth Bale a chance to head the ball? Is he playing Infernal Affairs?"

Abramovich's roar once again alarmed the maid in the kitchen.

The latter came out again and saw that it was the boss who made such a big noise just to watch the game, and shook his head helplessly.

You rich people really know how to have fun!

Granovskia shook his head helplessly. Two goals, Stoke City is finished!

With Southampton's offensive power, once Stoke City's defense is breached, what awaits them is one goal after another.

At least looking at the expressions of the Stoke City players, it is obvious that their confidence has been greatly shaken.

"Marina!"

"ah?"

Granovskia was a little surprised by the sudden call from his boss, and he quickly agreed.

"Just now I asked you to contact Stoke City to sign Begovic, but put it aside for now!"

Abramovich shook his head and said angrily, "I think this guy is not worthy of us Chelsea. He can't even save such a simple ball. How can he play for us?"

Granovskia smiled bitterly.

Put it down first?

Who was it just now who insisted that I contact Stoke City chairman Peter Coates quickly, immediately, and right away?

Are you changing your mind now? Are you unwilling to introduce it?

How can it be that simple?

We have already reached an agreement with them for 20 million pounds, and the contract will be signed tomorrow!

Regret now?

After that, who would dare to sell players to us?

Besides, everyone knows how strong Begovic is.

He is not the best, but at least he is at the quasi-first-class level. He is still capable of being the goalkeeper for Chelsea.

At least, he can be a substitute for Cech!

Your boss said that someone is not worthy of wearing Chelsea’s jersey just because of a game, oh no, just a few minutes of conceding a goal?

Isn’t this too willful and careless?

But can Granovskia say these words? Dare to say them?

"Boss, we have just reached an agreement with Stoke City."

"Deal?" Abramovich immediately got angry.

Just as he had a lot of resentment and had no place to vent it, he went straight to Granovskia.

"Can't we go back on our word once we've made an agreement? Who said that verbal agreements must be honored?"

It was as if he was about to say, I have been regretting things for more than 40 years, so this time won't make a difference!

"Are you mentally ill? Don't you know how to adapt?"

"You have reached an agreement, so you won't go talk to Stoke City again?"

"Just tell Peter Coates that we don't want to buy Begovic. At worst we can compensate him with some money, but we definitely don't want to buy this player!"

Granovskia's head and face were covered with spit.

But what could she say?

The boss has already said that it doesn't matter if he loses some money, but he wants to go back on his word, is that not allowed?

People are willful because they have money. What can you do about it?

As a last resort, Granovskia had to take out his cell phone again and call Peter Coates.

Abramovich angrily cursed, "Damn it, I get upset just by seeing Southampton!"

As he spoke, he found the set-top box remote control on the coffee table and switched to another Sky TV live channel.

Unexpectedly, this channel was also broadcasting the match between Southampton and Stoke City.

"Damn it, didn't that damn Yang Huan give money to Sky TV? Why is every channel broadcasting this game live?"

So Abramovich immediately changed the channel again.

It turned out that the station was broadcasting live sports news and was also reporting on Southampton’s goal!

Suddenly, Abramovich went crazy!

He pressed the power button of the TV with force, turned off the annoying TV, then threw the remote control to the ground with force, breaking it into pieces.

As if he was still not satisfied, he kicked the coffee table out with force.

As a result, a sound of "ouch" was heard.

It wasn't long before the maid in the kitchen heard the roar in the living room.

"Fuck you, you even went against the coffee table and caused me to sprain my foot. I'll tear you into pieces later!"

After hearing this, the maid could only shake her head helplessly.

Rich people really know how to have fun!