De Gea’s own goal was like a huge stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly plunging the Etihad Stadium into an unparalleled ocean of celebration.
The Manchester City fans on-site were filled with satisfaction, in their eyes, the 1-0 score seed perfect enough.
They folded their hands together, silently praying in their hearts, hoping this score would remain, allowing Manchester City to triumph gloriously and smoothly against Manchester United three rounds early at their ho stadium, securing the 2016-2017 Premier League championship trophy!
Chiwo, with a smile on his face, enthusiastically raised his arm and affectionately hugged Guardiola, his tone as if sharing a great surprise: "Hey, check it out, today’s opening luck is simply amazing!"
Guardiola’s mouth curled into a smile, nodding in response, and he raised his arm high as well, the two of them embraced tightly by the side of the field.
At this mont, there was no sense of hierarchy between the head coach and assistant coach, rather like a pair of close brothers sharing glory on the battlefield.
On the substitute bench, the players were already so excited they seed to have exploded.
They all jumped up, so were clapping frantically, the applause like dense raindrops;
so shouted loudly, and others simply grabbed a bottle of cold water and poured it over their heads without hesitation, instantly, the cold water flowed freely down their hair and faces, soaking their jerseys.
In their minds, nothing was more spectacular than breaking Manchester United’s strong goal just a little over a minute into the ga!
Recalling the first-round confrontation between the two teams, even though Manchester City had defeated their opponents with a wide 5-1 score at Old Trafford, the shock and surprise at the opening were far less dreamlike than today’s.
In everyone’s eyes, Tang Long’s shot seed to carry a lot of luck.
The ball was about to bounce out of the goal, yet it seed as if guided by an invisible hand, precisely hitting De Gea’s leg heavily, then bizarrely rebounded, rolling straight into the goal.
This scene was so coincidental, making people marvel at the mysterious arrangent of fate.
Everyone knew clearly that if De Gea hadn’t stretched his leg, or if the leg stretched just a fraction of a second slower, the ball would obediently bounce out, and his own goal would never have happened dramatically.
Bravo, the substitute goalkeeper in the league, stood at the side at this mont, with a hint of a playful smile on his face.
He skillfully put his fingers into his mouth, blowing a sharp, loud whistle towards De Gea in the distance, the whistle seed to carry invisible mockery, echoing in the air.
He shouted toward De Gea: "Hey, Spanish pal, it looks like your luck today isn’t too good!"
For a mont, everyone seed to think this was purely a goal born of luck.
Everyone felt that Tang Long was favored by the goddess of luck, while De Gea was extrely unlucky, becoming a victim of luck.
However, far away in Madrid, Zidane furrowed his brows, full of doubts.
He stared intently at the television screen, whispering lightly: "This ball, no matter how you look, seems to have a strange energy?"
At this mont, he was sitting upright in front of the TV, fully concentrating on watching the intense Manchester Derby between Manchester City and Manchester United.
During his player period, Zidane was a total football fanatic, Serie A, La Liga, Premier League, Ligue 1, Bundesliga, whenever he had free ti, those thrilling matches he was unwilling to miss.
Moreover, this was a world-famous Manchester Derby, one of the big events in the entire European football world.
Even purely from a fan’s perspective, Zidane was filled with curiosity, he urgently wanted to know, can the strong Manchester City beat their opponent at ho, and embrace the league championship trophy three rounds early?
But today, Zidane was not watching the ga as an ordinary fan, he was on an important mission!
Although the Champions League had just determined the final four, and the semi-finals were yet to be played, the confident Zidane was already certain that little Dortmund could not be a stumbling block on Real Madrid’s road ahead, and Juventus also had no power to keep Manchester City out of the Champions League final.
"The final showdown of the Champions League, without a doubt, must be the encounter between Real Madrid and Manchester City, I dare take 120% certainty!"
After the Champions League final four were produced, Zidane confidently said this to Real Madrid President Florentino.
Since then, he had regarded Manchester City as Real Madrid’s most powerful and challenging opponent in their quest for the Champions League title this season.
So, tonight, as he remotely watched this match, he was fully using the latest live data, thoroughly analyzing Manchester City’s tactical play, precisely researching each player’s technical and tactical characteristics, and competitive status.
Among these, the only person he focused on was Tang Long!
Zidane’s mind was crystal clear, the Champions League final would most likely be a pinnacle showdown between Real Madrid and Manchester City, and amid the intense competition of 22 players from both teams, largely this battle would evolve into a super showdown between Tang Long and C Luo!
If Real Madrid wants to win the title, they must exhaust their minds and devise all ans to restrict Tang Long, on the contrary, if Manchester City wants to reach the top, they have to guard C Luo tightly.
Zidane’s coaching career, compared to Guardiola, was indeed slightly inferior.
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