Chapter 897: Washing Away an Entire Season's Shame with One Match

Slap!

Palmer's shot struck De Ligt.

De Ligt reacted quickly, immediately kicking the ball forward.

"Fuck!"

Guardiola clasped his head with both hands, letting out a heart-rending scream; it was clear he was extremely dissatisfied with Palmer's performance.

"What the hell are you doing!?"

"Keep possession, don't pass recklessly!"

Guardiola was furious!

On the field, Palmer was still smiling as he played, while his teammates on the bench below had already begun to worry for him.

If you keep playing like this, do you think you'll still be at Mancheng next season?

That's difficult!

Manchester United launched a counterattack; Tang Ye showed no courtesy to the opposition, starting his advance the moment he received the ball.

His speed was rapid, as if he didn't want to give Stones a chance to defend against him.

A feint to dodge!

Success!

Perfect; Tang Ye used a series of small moves to evade Stones, dribbling toward the left flank.

Rashford was already positioned on the left; as soon as Tang Ye passed the ball to his feet, the Manchester United winger could immediately launch an assault on the byline.

But!

Rashford was marked by Kyle Walker; getting the ball now didn't seem like an easy task!

Knowing he couldn't pass at this moment, Tang Ye quickly signaled Luke Shaw to move up, observing Stones' position while simultaneously searching for Kane.

There he was.

The familiar three-thread play!

Slap!

With his left foot, he tapped the ball to Kane.

Receiving Kane's layoff, Tang Ye immediately passed the ball back to Luke Shaw behind him.

"Right side!"

Luke Shaw, nerves taut, unleashed a long pass, aiming directly at Dembélé, who was moving over on the right to provide support.

Chest control!

Slap!

Dembélé completed the control and turned to make his move, but alas, Akanji kicked the ball away.

"Damn!"

Having missed the attacking opportunity, Dembélé clutched his head, filled with regret.

"You should have just passed it to Dalot."

Tang Ye looked up and pointed toward Dalot waiting on the right touchline; Dembélé scratched his head, looking awkward: "I thought he hadn't come up yet."

"Look before you control the ball."

Tang Ye gave Dembélé a thumbs-up, reminding his teammate to correct his bad habit of not observing before controlling the ball.

"..."

"Luke Shaw, combine with Rashford."

"It seems a bit impossible to get through; Walker and Stones are defending exceptionally well!"

Seeing Bernardo Silva rushing back to defend was about to arrive, Tang Ye helplessly ran over, using his body to block B-Silva, denying the opponent a chance to receive the ball.

"To me, to me!"

Receiving Rashford's return pass, Tang Ye bumped B-Silva with his shoulder, then immediately began moving toward the edge of the penalty area.

"Don't give away a free kick!"

Someone shouted that; regardless, the Mancheng defenders were now fully focused.

Do not give Tang Ye any possible opportunity!

Dribbling with the outside of his foot while constantly scanning with his peripheral vision, Tang Ye noticed Dembélé making a run on the right and sensed an opportunity.

Slap!

A through ball delivered with his left foot!

Tang Ye intended to find Dembélé, but his intention was detected by Rúben Dias.

Slap!

Dias cleared the ball.

McTominay surged forward attempting to add a header, but Ederson punched it out.

A corner kick for Manchester United!

"Rúben Dias, the Portuguese defender, is an old rival of Tang Ye."

"Mm, he is quite familiar with Tang Ye's techniques."

"Let's see how Manchester United utilizes this corner kick opportunity."

With many aerial experts in the team—Kane, De Ligt, and even Rodri were all suitable passing options for Tang Ye.

"Beep!"

Slap!

The pass was pushed forward to Dalot.

It's a tactical corner!

Dalot stepped on the ball to stop it, then gently pushed it forward.

Tang Ye ran over.

Smack!

"Wow!!!"

"Here it comes, Tang Ye's cross!"

"It should be aimed for the far post!"

"Kane!"

Kane jumped up but failed to reach the ball.

It wasn't over yet; from the far post, Rodri suddenly surged forward and, pressing against Stones, delivered a powerful header.

"Gooo——aaaa——lll!!!"

"Goal! Goal!"

"Rodri has scored!"

"1:0!"

"Manchester United takes the lead!"

Bang bang bang bang bang!

This header goal indeed came somewhat suddenly.

In the 17th minute of the first half, Manchester United leads 1:0!

"Roar——!!"

Rodri slid on his knees, collided with Tang Ye, and then performed the celebration move of merging with the Flame Dragon Armor.

"Fuck, haha!"

Tang Ye hugged Rodri's head: "Nice!"

The director first showed a replay of Manchester United's goal, then immediately turned the camera toward Guardiola.

The cameraman chose to give a close-up of Guardiola's scalp.

Both were bald, but Guardiola's head was truly quite different from Ten Hag's.

Ten Hag's head was shiny, but Guardiola's scalp bore many red marks, each one picked out little by little by his fingernails.

Mr. Pep is under immense pressure!

Seeing this scene, many fans in front of their televisions couldn't help but start feeling sorry for Guardiola.

Actually, in terms of tactics and player recruitment in every aspect, Guardiola has performed quite well, yet he simply cannot secure any championships.

Could the hundred-point title win of the 17-18 season be a piece of history that will never return?

"I think Guardiola must now think carefully, because if things continue like this, Mancheng will be forced to end this season empty-handed in all four competitions..."

"..."

"Blue Moon, you saw me standing alone~"

"Without a dream in my heart, without a love of my own~"

Mancheng's team anthem is considered quite distinctive across the entire Premier League, because their "Blue Moon" has a very soothing melody; rather than a football match, it feels more like a quiet concert.

This melody actually aligns with Mancheng's style of play, which is the calmness of the players during their combinations.

This is precisely where Mancheng excels over other teams.

B. Silva passed the ball to Stones.

Stones passed to Palmer.

Palmer was in no hurry; first, he engaged in some passing and possession play with Grealish and Gündoğan, and only after Manchester United's defensive formation was disrupted did Palmer finally deliver his pass.

A through ball precisely found De Bruyne.

"Oh!!!"

The atmosphere in the stadium grew tense.

Rodri and Dalot were closing in, hoping to cause some disruption to De Bruyne.

De Bruyne looked to combine with Haaland.

Bang!

Haaland withstood De Ligt's charge and successfully returned the ball to De Bruyne.

"He's going to shoot directly!"

"De Bruyne!"

"Whoa! That was close!"

"That curled shot by De Bruyne toward the far corner lacked a bit of pace..."

"Hiss, if Tang Ye had taken that shot, it would most likely have gone in. However, we cannot say that, after all, De Bruyne's age is a factor; the current De Bruyne can no longer be considered in his prime."