Chapter 443: Tang Ye's Crown Celebration Move, Dedicated to My Good Friend

"Phew—"

Back in the locker room, Tang Ye gulped down water rapidly.

"Cough, cough!"

"I forgot I'd get a yellow card."

Tang Ye was regretting that yellow card from the first half.

If he had remembered the referee was right there, he absolutely would not have kicked the mineral water bottle back.

Mainly, that Chelsea fan had gone too far!

"It's fine, it's fine; up front it doesn't matter."

Fan Fan Dejiahe offered Tang Ye some simple comfort.

Tom had indeed been somewhat impulsive.

The good news was that Tom was an attacking midfielder, not a defensive midfielder, and certainly not a defender; as long as he paid attention and avoided a second yellow card, all would be well.

"Tom!"

Ye He came over and high-fived Tang Ye: "I have to say, that pass was incredibly accurate."

"Haha, thank you, Hakim."

Praised by a teammate, Tang Ye appeared extremely calm on the surface, but in reality, all the frustration he had felt while complaining about the yellow card had vanished.

Ye He thought that through-ball had already been impressive.

In truth, that was merely a tiny fraction of GGBond's vast magical power!

"Leading by two goals is great; we handled the first half very well, and the full-backs' forward runs were executed just as in training."

Ten Hag paced back and forth: "The key in the second half is still to play defensively..."

Ten Hag analyzed with the players the possible scenarios Chelsea might create in the second half.

Chelsea naturally wanted to win, so in the second half they would definitely launch a counterattack against Manchester United.

At this point, the crucial element emerged.

Manchester United needed to establish solid defense first, and only on the premise of excellent defending could they seek further attacking opportunities.

"Tom!"

Ten Hag suddenly called out Tang Ye's name, nearly startling him.

"Wh-what is it, Mr. Erik?"

"Don't hit the fans!"

"..."

"Hahahaha!"

Rodri and Lin Lin Jiade burst into loud laughter.

"I didn't hit anyone; um... Mr. Erik, I understand what you mean; I won't get another yellow card."

Tang Ye made his promise.

"Chelsea!"

Boom! Boom!

"Chelsea!"

Boom! Boom!

The second half had begun!

Chelsea had not made any substitutions yet, but there were visible adjustments to their formation on the pitch.

"Chelsea will still focus their attacks on the wings."

"Yes, Willian and Hazard; Chelsea's wingers are top-tier even when compared across the entire Premier League."

The CCTV commentators' analysis was not wrong.

If comparing only the wings, Chelsea's wing play was even slightly stronger than Manchester United's.

Two super wingers capable of single-handedly breaking down defenses!

"Oh!!!"

Kante seized upon a mistake in Manchester United's defensive third, took possession, and immediately played a through-ball.

Morata!

Left foot to right foot, right foot back to left foot.

It looked as if his feet were getting tangled, yet Morata still managed to pass the ball to Hazard with great precision.

Accelerating down the line!

Hazard!

A cross into the box!

"I've got it!"

De Gea rushed out and parried the ball to the ground!

But the Manchester United goalkeeper failed to hold onto it!

!!!

Morata arrived just in time, executing a Chou She Cheng Gong to drive the ball into the net!

"GOOO——AAAA——LLLLL!"

"The scorer is..."

"Morata!!!"

The announcer led the fans in chanting the scorer's name.

The score is now 1:2!

The Chelsea players are excited, but in this situation, they must suppress their emotions!

Willian quickly rushed into the goal to retrieve the ball, and the Chelsea players sprinted back to their half.

"Beep!"

The second half's second kickoff is taken!

Chelsea's lightning-fast goal has somewhat shattered the Manchester United players' mentality.

Tang Ye rushed over, attempting to intercept Kovacic.

But he failed!

"Cover behind!"

The reaction was fast, but Chelsea's handling was indeed excellent.

Kovacic lofted a high ball forward, directly bypassing Manchester United's midfield defense.

Hazard easily controlled the ball at his feet!

A pause!

The moment Valencia relaxed his guard, Hazard suddenly cut inside.

His speed was incredible; within a few strides, Hazard reached Manchester United's penalty area!

Smalling and Bailly were retreating.

They seized their moment to step up, but Hazard was extremely cunning, keeping the ball under the front of his foot.

Using his body to shield the ball!

If a Manchester United player stuck out a foot, it could result in a penalty!

With both arms spread wide, varying his speed, Hazard ate through Manchester United's defensive line without any physical contact.

A push shot!

"GOOO——AAAA——LLLLL!!!"

A goal from Chelsea winger Eden Hazard!

"It's level!"

"Chelsea has equalized the score!"

With the score at 2:2, the Chelsea players finally began their celebration; Hazard slid on his knees across the grass.

For some reason, as Hazard slid on his knees, the scent of pear blossoms drifted through Stamford Bridge.

Check Dongqiu Di live match report: Two goals in 7 minutes! Chelsea strikes fast in the second half to equalize!

The Manchester United players stood on the grass sighing; Chelsea's recent maneuvers had completely stunned them.

"No, we just need to play normally."

De Gea shouted loudly, "Are you f***ing just watching him come in?"

Things were stable originally, but after taking the lead, the Manchester United players started playing with fire.

"If football had timeouts like basketball, I think Ten Hag would need to call one right now."

Football naturally has no timeouts, but in this emergency, Ten Hag still called his players over.

The team is experiencing very serious problems in this match.

Their attack is fierce, that's true.

But as soon as it comes to defense, the Manchester United players seem to turn into idiots, being toyed with by Chelsea.

"We stick to the feeling from the first half, stick to the feeling from the first half!"

Ten Hag was already anxious, roaring in front of Amrabat and Rashford.

"The full-backs need to push up, but you must track back when defending! Don't think about pressing high to steal the ball; their passing frequency is too fast, we can't steal it outside our own half!"

Tang Ye's brows were deeply furrowed.

He was far too sensitive to the team's rhythm.

The second half performance was clearly not good enough.

Willian, Morata, and the most difficult to deal with, Hazard...

"Chelsea!"

"Chelsea!"

Some fans thought their interference with Tang Ye had disrupted Manchester United's rhythm, so they are chanting even louder now.

At least several thousand people in the stands were begging Tang Ye to hit them.

"Hey, focus a bit more!"

Valencia was shouting.

"Don't let them overturn us; we want those 3 points!"

Manchester United is supposed to take down Mancheng and Liwupu; if they stumble against Chelsea, it would be truly unacceptable.

The match continues!

It's now past the 60th minute; after two consecutive goals, Chelsea has directly leveled up a tier, making it extremely taxing for Tang Ye just to defend.

Now is the time to think with one's brain.

Thinking carefully, Manchester United's defense isn't that strong, and Chelsea has found their best attacking form again...

Gritting his teeth, Tang Ye decided to change the current situation.

Switch from defense to offense!

"Come on!"

After executing consecutive one-two passes with De Jong and securing the ball, Tang Ye immediately signaled Luke Shaw to run forward.

Running forward meant leaving his position, but since Tang Ye had made such a request, Luke Shaw had no choice but to comply.

Manchester United's attack began, with Tang Ye first dribbling the ball himself through the center.

As the defending players pressed in, Tang Ye decisively pushed the ball to Luke Shaw, then continued pressing forward without the ball.

Luke Shaw and Rashford displayed their speed and coordination; after a series of maneuvers, they arrived directly near the penalty area.

They did not enter the penalty area just yet, because Azpilicueta and Kanté were defending extremely tightly!

Just as Rashford pressured Kanté, Tang Ye stealthily made a run into the penalty area.

Slap!

Rashford delivered a 45-degree cross into the box; the ball struck the grass and bounced up.

Tang Ye!

"Ah!"

Shouting to encourage himself, Tang Ye dove forward in a fish-leap motion, heading the ball.

Goal!

The Chelsea fans in the stands had already started cursing; rolling half a circle on the ground from the somewhat painful fall, Tang Ye caught the ball entering the net in his peripheral vision and immediately jumped back up.

"Roar!!!"

He slid on his knees in celebration!

Tang Ye moved to the area below the stands, unleashing a fierce roar at the Chelsea fans who were begging for a fight.

"Oh my god, haha."

"We originally thought Manchester United would struggle with this scoreline, but merely five minutes after it became 2-2, Manchester United regained the advantage thanks to Tang Ye's header and poaching!"

The director showed the replay.

"Luke Shaw passes to Rashford..."

"Oh, Manchester United is very clever; they had Luke Shaw and Rashford both run down the wing, forcing Kanté to drop back to the baseline to help defend, while Mata also drew Jorginho away. This left Tang Ye's position completely open..."

"He makes a forward run into the box and scores with a header!"

"A very perfect combination."

Rashford and Tang Ye seemed to have swapped roles.

Although Tang Ye's heading ability is somewhat lacking, combined with his super-strong positioning and poaching awareness, scoring a goal is no problem at all!

"Beep beep beep beep!!!"

While the home fans in the stands continued to vent their dissatisfaction, the screen showed Tang Ye embracing his teammates in celebration.

It was evident that the Manchester United players were quite excited to have regained the advantage.

Boom!

Tang Ye and Rashford collided chest-to-chest with considerable force!

On the way back, the respected Mr. Erik gave him a thumbs-up, at which point Tang Ye's eyes suddenly lit up.

Something suddenly occurred to him; Tang Ye turned toward the stands, spread his fingers wide, and placed his hands over his head.

"Oh, what is this?"

"Oh, this is! This is! Haha!"

"Tang Ye, haha!"

The two commentators in the live broadcast room quickly realized what was happening.

The fans at the stadium also paused briefly in confusion.

"Wow!!!!"

Tang Ye's gesture looked as if he were putting on a hat.

Of course, he was not putting on a hat.

He was putting on a crown!

Naturally, it was not his own crown; Tom does not have a crown.

This is the crown of his good friend LeBron James!

"Fuck, haha."

The Manchester United players pushed Tang Ye to hurry him along.

Whether or not it was because Tang Ye had worn James's crown, after the match resumed, the overall state of the Manchester United players improved even further.

The villain king Tom runs in front, while the Little Emperor LeBron pushes from behind!

Simply too powerful!

"..."

"What does that gesture mean?"

Ten Hag sat in his chair and looked toward Fan Fan Dejiahe beside him.

"This..."

Fan Fan Dejiahe took a deep breath: "It should be James's celebration; the two of them seem to have met while filming a commercial for the World Cup. Have you seen that commercial?"

Fan Fan Dejiahe mimicked a drinking motion: "It's that cola commercial."

Ten Hag nodded.

He remembered now.

For Ten Hag, who does not watch basketball, he might not know what wearing a crown signifies.

But he had certainly heard the name James before!

【An epic crossover, brothers.】

【I never thought that I, the Little Emperor James, would one day receive the recognition of the Ball King!】

【GOAT and GOAT!】

【Didn't James also say he wanted to pay tribute? Why didn't we see him do the move during the Lakers-Warriors clash?】

【Are you sure James can slide out three stripes? He doesn't have that skill, you know.】

……

Check Dongqiu Di Match Report: Manchester United defeated Chelsea 3:2 away for a seventh consecutive league victory; Tang Tang Qiuwang contributed two assists and one goal plus James's crown celebration move. (Comment count: 36,524)

VS Chelsea, Tang Tang Qiuwang's full-match statistics.

Minutes played: 92; Goals: 1 (first in the match); Assists: 2 (first in the match); Yellow cards: 1 (first in the match); Chances created: 12 (first in the match); Shots: 2, Shots on target: 1 (third in the match); Fouls suffered: 7 (first in the match); Crowns worn: 1 (first in the match).

The statistics were quite magnificent.

Especially shots on target and wearing the crown; many players on the field had no data in these aspects.

"Haha, Tom, you're too bold."

The Manchester United locker room was extremely lively; teammates were still somewhat surprised by Tang Tang Qiuwang's celebration on the field.

"What's wrong with that? I was just doing James's move."

Slumped on the ground drinking a beverage, Tang Tang Qiuwang's cousin was very relaxed: "It was just a tribute; I trained with him for a while over at the Lakers before. His teammates do this move too."

Fan Fan Dejiahe walked in, told Tang Tang Qiuwang about the MVP trophy, then performed the crown-wearing move once more in front of Tang Tang Qiuwang.

Having received the MVP trophy in the mixed zone, Tang Tang Qiuwang was being interviewed by reporters.

The reporters didn't even bother with the match situation and immediately began asking Tang Tang Qiuwang about the celebration move.

"Is this celebration move related to LeBron?"

Click-click!

"Mm, yes."

"Wow!"

"Haha, it's just that LeBron likes this move; I was paying tribute to him. Last week I went to watch his game live; he truly is very formidable."

Tang Tang Qiuwang explained.

Not only James; he felt the other players on the Lakers and the Warriors were all very formidable.

Because the sense of oppression brought by the height difference was very real!

"Then, Tom, do you know what this move means?"

"Mm, what does it mean?"

Tang Tang Qiuwang looked into the reporter's eyes; the reporter was likewise looking into his eyes.

"You don't know?"

The reporter was stunned.

"Oh, oh, I know, I know; it means happiness. I have my own move too; LeBron's move and my move mean the same thing. Our moves are equally formidable, but I must say, my move is a bit more difficult."

The reporter's pupils grew larger and larger.

The press conference scene was extremely quiet!

The camera shutters were about to be pressed to pieces!

"Then... Tom, do you think LeBron is the GOAT of the basketball world?"

"This..."

Holding the MVP trophy in one hand, he placed the other hand on his yellow hair.

"Actually, I haven't kept up with basketball for a long time. I only know LeBron is very famous; when he appears, the whole arena screams."

Frowning in thought.

Tang Tang Qiuwang did not know what level of strength James possessed in the basketball world.

But one thing he could be certain of.

LeBron was his good friend!

That was why he wore LeBron's crown!

"I think he should be the GOAT, because I feel he is a bit more formidable than other players."

……

Check Dongqiu Di Pinned Post: After the match against Chelsea, Tang Tang Qiuwang stated in a post-match interview that James is the GOAT of the basketball world.

Repost: James personally reposted Tang Tang Qiuwang's interview video on his social media with an accompanying remark.

"One GOAT commenting on another GOAT," James said.

……

(End of chapter)