Chapter 821: Super God Courtois

Martial showed his two black gloves to the camera.

Ancelotti was now truly anxious, because according to Real Madrid's plan, they intended to use Manchester United's strengths against them; simply put, through high pressing in the front field, they aimed to prevent Manchester United from launching attacks.

Ancelotti's plan was sound; he believed Manchester United's defenders were unreliable and would sooner or later make mistakes.

But!

It was not until today's match that Ancelotti realized it was actually his own defenders who had collapsed first!

Seeing Ancelotti reach into his suit jacket, pull out a jar of blue something, and keep pouring it into his mouth.

The Real Madrid head coach also likes chewing gum!

But slightly different from Tang Ye, Ancelotti was extremely unrestrained when it came to eating gum.

In this single bout, he had poured at least four or five pieces of gum into his mouth.

Who eats this much gum all at once!

The Real Madrid head coach's mouth kept moving constantly, which made many fans watching the broadcast feel quite emotional.

In terms of managing pressure, Ancelotti truly needed to learn from Ten Hag.

Look how panicked this guy has become!

"..."

"Vinicius!"

"Beautiful, Vinicius!"

Beating Dalot one-on-one, Vinicius cut inside and pressed toward the penalty area.

Vinicius's speed was very fast, so the visual impact was extremely strong.

Bailly dared not directly stretch out his foot to intercept; he could only retreat continuously under Vinicius's pressure.

"Huff... huff huff."

Slap!

A cross!

Benzema!

Benzema fired a shot, but De Gea parried it away with one hand.

The rebounded ball fell to Bailly's feet, and Vinicius rushed over to snatch it.

He managed to steal the ball!

Slap!

With a pushed shot, Vinicius successfully opened the scoring against Manchester United.

"Beep!"

Before the Real Madrid players could start celebrating, the referee blew the whistle.

"Hey! What's going!?"

Vinicius approached the referee: "Why? Why!"

The referee disallowed Vinicius's goal, ruling that he had completed the steal from under Bailly's feet through a foul.

"You fouled."

The referee said.

"Hey!"

"Fuck!"

After shouting loudly, Vinicius spread his hands toward the home stand, hoping the Real Madrid fans in the stands would speak up for him.

"Goal counts!"

"Goal counts!"

"Stupid ref, look clearer!"

Judging from the live situation, the controversy over this call was indeed huge, but later the director replayed the process of Vinicius's goal.

Vinicius's forefoot had stepped on Bailly's boot, using this method to get to the ball one step ahead of Bailly; this was indeed a very obvious foul.

"Don't do this, don't do this."

Tang Ye blocked in front of Vinicius, not wanting the Real Madrid striker to have further interaction with the referee: "It's obvious you fouled, stop talking about it, brother."

Vinicius pushed Tang Ye away.

"..."

Tang Ye was also out of options and could only spread his hands.

The good news was that the referee indeed did not listen to Vinicius's suggestion for a reversed call, so the current score on the field remained unchanged at 1:0.

【Scared the hell out of me, damn it; I thought Bailly had made a mistake. I feel Ten Hag's lineup today is very smart; if it had been Varane, I feel he wouldn't have won that ball.】

【It has to be my Tang Tang Qiuwang! Tang Ye is too strong!】

【Are you a troll account upstairs? Why do you keep spamming the same words? I've seen you many times; if there's money to be made, remember to bring your brother along; this brother really wants to earn that money.】

【Earn my ass! Do you think my GGBond is the type to buy water armies? Be careful or I'll expose you on Bilibili; just wait to get scolded!】

【Vinicius's breakthrough is indeed impressive, but can he stop causing trouble...】

"Currently, the possession rate on the field..."

"Oh, Manchester United is actually leading!"

"That's quite good."

"Yes, actually the performance of both sides' forwards isn't vastly different; perhaps Manchester United's forwards are slightly better, but none of this matters much."

"The problem lies with both sides' defenses! Real Madrid's defenders have made far too many mistakes today."

"Dalot!"

"What a precise long pass! Let's see Dembélé's first touch."

A high ball delivered by the overlapping full-back.

The first touch is difficult, but with Dembélé stationed on Manchester United's right flank, there's nothing to worry about.

Dembélé controls the ball with his right foot, lays it off to his left, and immediately closes the distance to the defender.

Tang Ye charges up from behind Mendy, receiving the pass from Dembélé.

Dembélé, cutting inside, then receives Tang Ye's cutback pass.

Perfect combination!

Find Rashford!

Dembélé delivers an extremely precise pass.

Rashford controls the ball first...

At this moment, Rashford and Courtois are less than five meters apart.

Boom!

Slap!

"Oh my god!"

"Courtois!"

"What a reaction!"

Courtois blocks Rashford's point-blank shot over the crossbar.

There's a hint of luck involved, but pulling off such a play is undeniably impressive.

Rashford stands rooted to the spot.

He is completely stunned!

"It's okay, it's okay!"

Luke Shaw pushes Rashford from behind.

It's just one missed chance; there's no need to worry too much.

Manchester United currently holds the overwhelming advantage!

"Tom! Tom! Tom!"

"Viva Tom! Tom!"

"Viva Tom! Tom!"

Slap!

Tang Ye takes the corner kick directly toward Rodri at the near post.

Rodri and Alaba jump almost simultaneously, only for both to tumble down without anyone touching the ball.

De Ligt gains possession.

De Ligt wisely chooses to pass back, finding Dembélé waiting on the perimeter.

In that instant, Dembélé channels his good brother Tang Ye; with a flash of inspiration, he threads a through-ball into the penalty area.

Martial!

He nearly falls, but Martial still manages to get the shot away.

Slap!

"Courtois!"

"Courtois again!"

Two consecutive saves from extreme distances inside the box—you can't call that luck anymore, can you?

Purely superhuman reaction speed; Courtois has single-handedly blocked two certain goals for Manchester United.

"Roar!!!"

Carvajal and Courtois collide chest-to-chest.

That fellow Courtois is truly ruthless; despite making two spectacular saves, he shows no excessive excitement, acting as if it were all perfectly natural.

Pah!

Tang Ye has already started spitting on the grass.

Damn it.

The defenders' terrible form is Real Madrid's fatal problem today.

But the goalkeeper's god-tier form happens to compensate for exactly that.

While preparing for the corner, Tang Ye glances toward the bench, wanting to see if Ten Hag has made any tactical adjustments.

With Courtois in such good form, a long-ball strategy might be a good option for Manchester United.

However, Ten Hag gives no instructions.

The Manchester United manager is rather cautious; he believes they need to observe a bit longer.

At least for now, maintaining offensive intensity seems like the safer approach for Manchester United.

"..."

Time reaches the 30th minute of the first half.