Chapter 815: Munich Landing, Tang Ye Loans the Fourth Golden Ball
Ten Hag made a series of substitutions, directly moving Rashford to play as the center forward.
A few Bayern fans in the East Stand were cheering for Ten Hag.
They were not Manchester United fans.
It was Bayern fans cheering!
Well done, Erik!
Rashford should be playing center forward; he is meant to play center forward!
"Ten Hag still has Rashford playing center forward..."
"He must have Ji De Xiang Fa, hmm."
The commentators were speaking up for Ten Hag.
After all, as a Champions League-winning head coach and the founder of the Wang Chao, Erik must have noticed something that "outsiders" had missed.
"The flank!"
"Pull him over! Attack forward!"
Nagelsmann roared.
Unfortunately, fans watching on TV couldn't hear the coach's on-site shouts.
Nagelsmann's imposing manner, paired with the inherent pressure of the German language, truly delighted the few fans behind the stands.
Of course, feeling delighted is one thing, but if you raise your hand just because you feel delighted, that is very wrong.
The 50th minute!
Slap!
De Ligt launched a precise long pass from the back field, finding B. Fernandes.
B. Fernandes lifted his leg and fiercely trapped the ball flying toward him.
Nice!
Tang Ye's eyes lit up; he feinted and turned, taking control of the ball while skillfully knocking Musiala to the ground.
"Oh!!"
"Tang Ye!"
"Driving forward himself first!"
"Let's see how Tang Ye handles this."
"Bayern needs to be careful!"
All eleven players on the Bayern pitch began retreating, with the defensive midfielders withdrawing the fastest.
Kimmich came up from behind and placed his hand on Tang Ye's shoulder.
"Fuck!"
Tang Ye shouted and pushed Kimmich again.
Realizing it was useless, he decisively stomped on the ball to stop abruptly and passed to De Jong behind him.
"Right side, right side!"
Tang Ye blocked Kimmich, signaling De Jong to make the pass quickly.
Slap!
It was Rashford, who had just inserted into the penalty area!
Rashmond didn't stand firm; he fell directly in the penalty area without any contact.
Fortunately, the fallen Rashford happened to block Süle, allowing Dembélé to reach the ball first.
Shoot directly!
Dembélé curled a shot that missed the post and flew out.
"Damn!"
Tang Ye held his head in his hands, staring wide-eyed at Dembélé: "Ousmane!!!"
"... My fault, my fault."
Dembélé's shooting today was truly too amateurish.
However, the Manchester United winger's dribbling ability was no joke whatsoever.
Just ten minutes after missing that golden opportunity, Dembélé used a change of rhythm to burst into the penalty area, directly winning a penalty for Manchester United and slapping Tang Ye in the face.
When he missed the shot earlier, Tang Ye had mocked him; now, this guy could only obediently go take the penalty.
"Awesome, awesome."
Tang Ye and Dembélé high-fived, then stood at the penalty spot, ready to go.
"... The score is now 2-1; if Tang Ye can score this penalty, I think Bayern might not have any chances left."
"Of course, that's premised on this penalty being scored, since we saw Lewandowski's penalty in the first half was saved by De Gea."
"Tang Ye..."
Taking small, quick steps as he approached slowly, Tang Ye carefully observed Neuer's shift in center of gravity.
Suddenly accelerating.
Bang!
A violent driven shot.
Goal!
"Nice!!!"
In the camera shot, it was very clear that after Tang Ye scored, the Manchester United fans in the away stand almost simultaneously raised their hands.
"Tang Ye scores from the penalty spot!"
"3:1!"
"Haha! Tang Ye!"
"This opportunity truly, Dembélé has made a huge contribution!"
Tang Ye ran out to celebrate; Dembélé charged up from behind, accelerated, leaped onto Tang Ye, and slammed his forehead against the back of Tang Ye's head.
Dembélé seemed a bit too excited, causing his brain to malfunction slightly.
"Damn, don't hit, damn, it hurts! Ousmane!"
Tang Ye flung Dembélé off his body.
"..."
Live match report: 64th minute, Rodri's header shot was claimed by Neuer, score 3:1.
Live match report: 71st minute, Cristiano Ronaldo substituted on, replacing Rashford.
Well then.
Actually, when Ten Hag had Rashford play as striker, he never intended for Rashford to score; this adjustment was preparation for further substitutions later.
Just as pre-match newspaper experts predicted, Cristiano Ronaldo came on as a substitute after the 70th minute of the match.
"Boooo!!!"
The venue was filled entirely with boos.
Remembering the Portuguese player's terrible performance against Chelsea, everyone clearly did not hold high hopes for Cristiano Ronaldo.
Another terrible substitution.
Erik!
We're already leading 3:1, why bring Cristiano Ronaldo on? Couldn't we just put Mata on to play defensive midfield instead?
One can only say Ten Hag is like this; as soon as he takes the lead, he thinks he's invincible and starts losing sense of the situation.
"..."
"Dembélé!"
"Oh, that was close! What pressing!"
Neuer kicked the ball clear in one go.
He planned to pass to Goretzka, but Goretzka failed to notice Tang Ye approaching from the side.
Bang!
Tang Ye executed a slide tackle, sending the ball straight out.
Possession returned to Manchester United!
After gaining control of the ball, Rodri quickly found himself double-teamed by Bayern players.
At that moment, Dalot sprinted up desperately from behind, successfully received the pass, and helped Rodri clear the danger.
First to Dembélé, then from Dembélé to De Jong.
De Jong passed again into the box to Cristiano Ronaldo!
Cristiano Ronaldo took the ball and turned!
"Oh!!!"
!!!
Neuer rushed out, and at the exact moment Cristiano Ronaldo shot, his entire body collided with the Manchester United striker's lower leg.
He fell down!!
"Yellow card! Yellow card!"
Bruno Fernandes appealed to the referee: "Damn it, you saw that, right?"
"Beep!"
Yellow card: Neuer.
The Bayern goalkeeper was too impulsive, actually picking up a yellow card at this moment.
The match was nearly over; whether he received a yellow card wasn't the main issue, the crucial thing was the penalty kick.
Since there was a yellow card, one could say this penalty kick was unavoidable.
"... Ten minutes since coming on as a substitute, although Cristiano Ronaldo has only taken one shot so far, he has already won Manchester United a penalty kick!"
"Mm, with Neuer's condition today, facing Tang Ye again... I think Bayern is really in trouble."
Bayern is in trouble!
However, we must first check on Cristiano Ronaldo's condition.
Judging from Cristiano Ronaldo's reaction on camera, this did not seem like a serious injury, as the Portuguese player stood up immediately on his own.
At this moment, Tang Ye was arguing with Müller and Lewandowski; Cristiano Ronaldo took the ball from Süle's hands and walked toward Tang Ye.
"What are you talking about? Neuer collided with our striker, and you say that's not a yellow card? Go fuck yourself; if you didn't see it clearly, don't just shout nonsense here."
"The point is Ronaldo had already shot!"
"Exactly, he had already shot."
Tang Ye spread his hands at Müller: "Then if Neuer hadn't committed the foul, would Ronaldo have scored? You only stopped that ball by fouling!"
"Tom."
"Let me finish scolding him first... Hm?"
Tang Ye turned his head and discovered Cristiano Ronaldo handing the ball to him.
"..."
End of Chapter
