Chapter 610: A Champions League Final with a Huge Disparity in Strength

Check Dongqiu Di pinned post: The Manchester United vs. Barcelona Champions League final is underway, current score 0:0.

Live match report: Rashford curls a low shot from outside the box into the corner, scoring! Manchester United leads 1:0!

【This goal came a bit fast.】

【Haha, I knew Barcelona wouldn't make it.】

【Don't panic, Rashford classically explodes in the first half, then fades in the second.】

【Feels like the gap in strength is quite large...】

Only ten minutes into the match, and Manchester United has already scored, leaving some Barcelona fans watching the livestream feeling a bit unconfident.

Logically speaking, the actual situation of the match shouldn't be directly proportional to player market values!

"ROAR!!!!"

Amidst the roar, Tang Ye followed Rashford to the sideline.

Having opened the scoring, Rashford maintained his usual calm, standing on the grass and pointing his index finger at his head.

This was Rashford's signature celebration move!

"Here we go!"

Tang Ye and Dembélé stood on either side of Rashford, mimicking the same gesture as their team's striker.

1:0, Manchester United leads!

"Hiss... Barcelona's defensive line seems to have major problems."

"Yes, logically you shouldn't allow a striker with long-range shooting ability to run freely to that position, otherwise you're just handing opportunities to the opposition."

On screen, head coach Setién shouted his players over to the sideline: "We must stick to the plan, the plan! Their two wingers must be marked!"

The Barcelona players had bitterness they could not voice.

Marking Manchester United's two wingers would indeed effectively stop their offense.

But the problem was that Setién also demanded they keep their attention on Tang Ye, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Rashford and Dembélé each required 1.5 defenders, while Tang Ye also needed two midfielders to mark him.

Allé in the penalty area naturally required one defender as well.

Doing a quick calculation, just like that, Barcelona had already lost five men...

"It's fine, it's fine!"

Piqué placed his hand on Semedo's shoulder, then made a motion of flicking both hands upward, thereby encouraging his teammates.

The opponent's strength was indeed ridiculously strong, but since they had already reached this stage, Barcelona had no retreat.

"Actually, let's say, for a club with such rich heritage as Barcelona, they can unleash some potential when trailing..."

"..."

"Suárez!"

Suárez received a pass from a teammate and was just preparing to pass when De Jong and Bailly somehow closed in on him.

The path forward was completely blocked; with no other option, he could only pass sideways.

However, under the current circumstances, a sideways pass was not a good choice either; the moment Suárez kicked the ball out, Rodri suddenly accelerated, reaching the ball before Busquets.

"Hey!"

Busquets attempted to intercept Rodri, but the latter decisively passed the ball.

Slap!

A long pass from Manchester United's defensive midfielder Rodri, aiming straight for Rashford charging toward the baseline on the left wing.

Rashford again!

Controlling the ball and passing sideways, Rashford, with help from Tang Ye and Allé, successfully shifted the ball to the right flank.

Dembélé and Wan-Bissaka pushed forward together.

"Come on!"

Tang Ye was calling for the ball!

Coutinho moved in.

Dembélé didn't pass immediately; instead, he dribbled the ball toward Tang Ye.

When the distance narrowed to less than three meters, Tang Ye and Dembélé suddenly executed a crossover run.

Coutinho chose Dembélé between the two, allowing Tang Ye to receive the ball very safely.

Stopping abruptly then accelerating, Tang Ye entered the penalty area.

A defender rushed up!

Tang Ye!

A feint first knocked one defender down; once no defenders stood before him, Tang Ye took the shot.

!

Ter Stegen collapsed sitting on the spot; Tang Ye's push shot slipped through between his legs.

Goal!

"Tang Ye!"

"Beautiful!"

"A combination play between Tang Ye and Dembélé outside the penalty area!"

"This is Manchester United's second goal, 2:0!"

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"Wow!!!"

The several hundred Manchester United fans in the stands were now ecstatic, loudly chanting the names of Manchester United and Tang Ye.

Two goals in the last 20 minutes — Manchester United have unquestionably seized the advantage in this match!

"Wowhoo!"

Tang Ye gathers his teammates near the corner flag, and the group huddles together in an embrace.

Perhaps because they had just come off a match against Bayern and hadn't switched over yet, Manchester United couldn't even feel any pressure from the Barcelona players.

"Roar!!"

Rodri kicks the corner flag flying, and as expected is shown a yellow card by the referee straight away.

"Hey, Rod!"

Spotting a chance to coach Rodri, Tang Ye reacts quickly: "Calm down, Rod — be calm like me!"

"Haha!"

Rodri throws both arms up and pulls Tang Ye into a tight hug.

"……"

*Slap! *

Ter Stegen launches a long ball out from the back!

Both sides' players contest the dropping point in Manchester United's half.

The Barcelona keeper's long ball is extremely precise; Messi is first to the ball, controls it, plays a one-two with Suárez, and then dribbles forward himself.

"Hold up!"

Tang Ye shouts, and Rodri charges straight at Messi.

Messi's response is fairly calm — he stops the ball dead under his foot and begins to spread it wide.

The receiving player comes up against Wan-Bissaka and decisively delivers a cross.

"Beautiful!"

"Wan-Bissaka's defending really is outstanding."

"Corner kick for Barcelona! This is Barcelona's second corner of the match!"

"Honestly, I think for Barcelona this kind of chance is exactly what they need to seize."

As everyone knows, Manchester United's defending at set pieces is a bit shaky; Barcelona know they have to seize this chance, and of course Manchester United know it too.

Right now Manchester United's box is packed with defenders — even Tang Ye, who normally hangs around outside the box, has come inside.

"Eh, Tang Ye!"

"Looks like Manchester United are dead set on holding onto this scoreline!"

*Slap! *

The corner comes in, played to the back post.

Tang Ye glances sideways at Messi from the corner of his eye, closes his eyes, and leaps straight up.

He meant to show off his heading ability, but misjudged his jump and missed the ball entirely.

Barely troubled, Messi controls the ball and lays it off in one fluid motion, and Piqué finishes with a pushed shot.

Goal!

"……"

Barcelona's first goal of the match!

Tang Ye stands right there in the box, staring blankly at De Gea.

"……My fault, my fault."

Manchester United seem to have oversimplified things, thinking that just packing more defenders into the box would raise their defensive level.

That's not actually how it works.

Because some people simply don't have the ability to defend corners at all.

As for who that person is — that can't be said.

Because saying it out loud would get you cursed out by Tang Ren.

Check Dongqiu Di live match report: Tang Ye the war criminal — Messi controls the ball and assists Piqué to break the deadlock, Barcelona pull one back!

Barcelona's players all sprint toward the touchline; goalscorer Piqué is wildly fired up, roaring a "¡Vamos!" straight into the camera lens, looking absolutely ferocious.

To be fair, for Barcelona this goal is hugely important.

"Piqué's goal could very well flip the switch on Barcelona's scoring!"

The commentator says as much.

On screen, Tang Ye awkwardly scratches his head — the Manchester United captain is ruing his mistake in the box a moment ago.

But for Setién on the touchline, Tang Ye's blunder is absolutely perfect!

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