Dark clouds press down on the city, as if it's about to collapse!
The dark clouds hang over the horizon, just like the heavy, lingering gloom on the hearts of the entire Manchester United squad at this mont.
This gloom doesn't co from Manchester's fickle weather, but from the imnse pressure exerted by their arch-rivals, Manchester City, like a mountain overhead!
Manchester United's CEO, Woodward, walked onto the training ground with a solemn expression.
His steps brisk, he ca before the players, cleared his throat, and delivered an extrely serious speech.
"Lads, lower your heads and take a good look at this deep red jersey that symbolizes glory."
His voice was low yet piercing, his gaze sweeping across each player's face.
"I firmly believe that each and every one of you is willing to fight for the supre glory of this jersey. No one is willing to watch Manchester City celebrate wildly at their ho ground, celebrating their Premier League title after defeating us."
At this point, his emotions suddenly surged, and his volu instantly rose.
"Although City seems poised to win the title, in this final round, we absolutely cannot let Manchester United beco the backdrop for their victory!"
Woodward had beco so agitated that he was roaring, spittle flying, his facial muscles slightly twisted with anger and unwillingness.
On the side, Rooney couldn't help but shudder.
He recalled the scenes when Old Sir Ferguson was coaching Manchester United, raging in the locker room or on the training ground, giving the "hairdryer treatnt."
But even Old Sir's intimidating roars seed muted compared to Woodward's borderline insane roaring.
Rooney sneaked a glance at his teammates, finding them equally shocked;
Then he looked again at Woodward's almost twisted and grotesque expression, silently pondering:
"It seems he's genuinely hateful towards City and absolutely unwilling to see them defeat us at ho and then win the title. But what good is hate? If you're capable, buy a super player like Tang Long who can change the ga!"
Recalling the first encounter between the two teams in the Premier League, it was a match that broke United fans' hearts.
City won a massive away victory over United with a score of 5-1!
At Old Trafford, Tang Long seed like a god descending from heaven, scoring a breathtaking [Winged Shooting] from midfield.
At that mont, the football tore through the air, with a whistling sound, directly striking United's goal, completely upending the gate of United!
This extraordinary goal was, unsurprisingly, voted the Premier League Goal of the Month.
Since that first derby, Tang Long also beca the first player in the five major leagues to surpass 20 league goals.
Once upon a ti, in the battle for the Premier League title, United could compete with City on equal footing, with victories and losses equally shared.
However, ti flies, half a year has passed in the blink of an eye, and now City sits proudly at the top of the standings;
While their "good brother" United in the sa city has long fallen behind!
The current United, not to ntion competing with City for the title, is easily stepped on by Chelsea.
Currently, United is only in 4th place in the standings, with Tottenham eyeing them, only two points behind.
More crucially, Tottenham's opponents this round are Stoke City, with nothing to fight for.
This ans that if City can beat United in this match, and Tottenham wins their own match, United will be ruthlessly kicked out of the Champions League zone!
Thinking of this, Tang Long felt an uncontrollable excitent surge in his heart, every cell in his body jumping with joy~
In the team's locker room, Tang Long, while quickly changing into his match gear, spoke to his teammates with great enthusiasm:
"If we can defeat United at ho, step on their corpses to win the Premier League title, and kick them out of the Champions League zone, sending them to play in the UEFA Europa League next season, just thinking about it gets pumped up!"
His eyes sparkled with excitent, as if he already saw that thrilling scene~
Captain Kompany shook his head with a smile, teasing: "You really are sothing else. Isn't this pushing United to the brink?"
Agüero then excitedly slapped his thigh, raised his head, and with a fierce look in his eyes, shouted:
"Well said, Tang!"
"We need to teach United a stern lesson, one they'll never forget!"
"They need to watch us take the title, stepping over them, tonight!"
Agüero and Kompany, this batch of players, have been with City for a full 7 years.
In those 7 years, they've done heroic deeds for the club, their blood now flowing with City's iconic light blue.
In their hearts, there's never been any friendship between city rivals, only unceasing competition and rivalry.
To thoroughly trample United, to ruthlessly ravage them until they collapse, is the deepest desire in the heart of every Blue Moon person!
After all, they've been trampled by United for too long, it's high ti to repay the favor.
"Tang, today we're all counting on you, give them a real beating!"
"Go for it, Tang, score a hat-trick, make them cry!"
"Let United cool off in the UEFA Europa League next season!"
"Haha, that's their big stage!"
"You've got to score a few more goals, you're still two behind C Luo."
"That's right, whenever United ets us, it's a disaster. This is a perfect chance to rack up goals, don't miss out!"
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