How could this not make Icardi resent De Bruyne and also be imnsely jealous of Agüero?
Both are midfielders, yet why is the difference between people so vast!
He imdiately wanted to rush to De Bruyne and give this Belgian a piece of his mind.
But halfway there, his arm was pulled back by Rooney.
"What are you going to do?"
Rooney saw Icardi angrily charging at De Bruyne and knew the kid was about to explode, so he promptly called him back.
"Captain, does De Bruyne have a problem with or what? Look, it’s the sa position, he missed the shot but Tang’s pass led to a goal!"
Rooney gently patted the back of Icardi’s head, soothing him kindly.
"Kevin taking that shot was fine, but don’t worry, you’re the top scorer of our team, Kevin will definitely pass to you. As a forward, you need to wait for the right mont, you understand this better than I do, right? No need for to remind you."
Icardi reluctantly nodded, feeling quite aggrieved, with a sense of "enduring humiliation."
Nonetheless, Icardi continued prowling like a leopard searching for prey in the jungle, constantly observing the roll of the football and the positioning of players from both teams, looking for the opportunity to strike a lethal blow.
minutes later, his chance arrived!
It was still a counterattack, Gundogan rembered Tang Long’s teachings and didn’t press forward against De Bruyne’s defense.
However, even so, it was impossible to fully restrict De Bruyne.
De Bruyne simply swung the ball across with a big kick, simultaneously sprinting forward.
This long pass accurately found the right-wing back, Damian, breaking in!
Damian is a typical Italian wing back, not very fast, not very strong physically, but fundantally solid;
He not only stopped De Bruyne’s ball steadily but also didn’t rush to dribble to the baseline, instead, he took two steps toward the middle, starting to observe for potential passing routes.
Until a red blur flashed past his ear, Damian instinctively pushed the ball toward the edge, and the football went past Kolarov.
In the broadcasting studio, Tevez exclaid!
"My goodness, De Bruyne just completed a long pass, and imdiately ran over to do a wing play with Damian!"
"Why is his stamina so strong, I’m really jealous of him!"
"He’s completely in the clear, he even cut inside one or two steps and still has plenty of ti to pass!"
After getting the space, at the intersection of the penalty area line and the baseline, De Bruyne delivered a very cunning cross.
The ball was whipped across with the instep, not only fast but also perfectly aligned, reaching the critical point for goalkeeper Caballero—who hesitated briefly as the ball glided past his fingertips!
"Haha, here cos the chance!"
Icardi appeared sharply at the far post!
The ball had already passed Caballero’s grasp, and Icardi was facing a completely open goal. He only needed to lightly touch it with any part of his body to change the ball’s trajectory and level the score for Manchester United.
When De Bruyne’s ball swept past Caballero, countless Manchester United legends in the stands couldn’t hold back and instinctively jumped up!
From the God’s-eye view in the stands, everyone saw Icardi, unmarked at the far post!
The Dutch striker Van Nistelrooy, who scored 150 goals for Manchester United, even raised his arms in celebration!
The winger Giggs, who only retired last year, still maintained his player-like passion, yelling, "Icardi, it’s in!"
Also at the ga, the midfield master Scholes was ecstatic, clenching his fists, thinking we finally tied it up in the first half.
Even Pellegrini on the sidelines felt a wave of despair.
This pass from such a position, even Icardi could score, let alone him, a man over 60 on the field, he could also put it in.
Simply too easy, such an effortless goal, sigh.
Bam!
Icardi went into the net with the goal!
But the ball was stopped and rolling on the goal line!
Ranocchia was stunned, imdiately rushing over; with his height and long legs, he managed to kick the ball high out of bounds before Lingard arrived for the follow-up!
Seeing this scene.
The live broadcast room exploded!
-[Damn, Icardi went into the goal, but the ball didn’t!]
-[What kind of script is this?]
-[Brothers, this is not Mauro; this is Mao Biao!]
-[At this mont, the spirit of Mao Biao possessed Icardi, he wasn’t fighting alone!]
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