It's cheating, but Hazard

Chapter 336 Inertia and the Red Devil (Part )

Although the ball did not go in, everyone knew clearly in their minds that this game was completely under Chelsea's control as they watched the Manchester United players running around on the field.

Even if you don't want to admit it and try to be stubborn, that's the reality.

The game on the field continues.

Charles gave Torres a stealthy look.

Torres was a little confused, but the next second, Charles blinked again.

At this point, Torres naturally understood what Charles meant and blinked as well.

Chelsea corner.

"Charles walks to the corner area to see if this is a tactical corner."

"Number three! Charles stretched out his hand and gestured with the number three. It seems that this is a tactical corner kick and there is nothing wrong with it. Wait... the last time Chelsea faced Manchester United at home, did Charles also gesture with the number three?"

"If this is the case, is Chelsea trying to repeat the old trick or use a new code name to confuse Manchester United players?"

"Now the choice is in Van der Sar's hands. Which one does he think is more likely?"

Van der Sar doesn't know either.

He is in a panic now.

If he had known last season that the Premier League would face such a monster this season, he would never have listened to Ferguson's requests and continued to stay at Manchester United.

As for whether it was an old trick or not, he had no way of judging the authenticity. He could only let the players take similar defensive positions and then act accordingly.

Not only him, but all the other Chelsea players, except Torres of course, were all confused.

But looking at Charles who was firmly making this gesture in the corner area, they finally decided to stand in the position they had rehearsed before.

"The referee whistled, and Charles kicked the ball out... It wasn't very powerful, and it looked like the tactical corner kick from last time."

"Vidic and Ferdinand rushed out at the same time, Torres...it was still Torres, Giggs quickly followed, and Charles didn't pass the ball!"

"Vidic and Ferdinand rushed towards Charles without hesitation... Charles... Good shot!"

"The ball goes in, Chelsea 2:0 Manchester United."

“Although Vidic and Ferdinand did not hesitate and rushed forward directly, the distance between them and Charles could not be made up in a short time.”

"At almost zero angle, Charles drew his bow and arrow, and hit the ball with the inside of his foot."

"Van der Sar guarded the near post, but when tracking Torres, Manchester United's defenders still left their far post open."

"Oh, no one expected this tactical corner kick. It was almost exactly the same as the previous one at the beginning, but it changed drastically at the end."

"In fact, looking back at the ball from this angle, we can see that Charles had no intention of passing the ball to Torres at the beginning."

"He first aimed at the ball lightly, and after the ball rolled around, Charles caught up with it again. At this time, the ball's movement path was actually not very long."

"It's really amazing, this tactical corner kick."

"So there's a saying that goes, never give Ciel the chance to take a corner kick."

"The first half hasn't ended yet and Chelsea is already leading 2-0. In the rest of the game, perhaps it's not the best time for Manchester United to equalize the score, but a torture and painful torment for them."

"'Oh my God, why isn't this game over yet?'"

All of Chelsea's players rushed to the corner area frantically. Ramirez couldn't help but grab Charles' shoulders and shook him wildly, "Oh my God, what were you thinking? You actually tricked us!"

Torres laughed. "It's not us. I was not fooled. This is our new tactic."

“Stop shaking, stop shaking,” Charles quickly pushed Ramirez away. “I just had a sudden thought and didn’t have time to tell you all, so I only told Torres.”

Ferguson still stood quietly on the sidelines.

The hot night breeze at Stamford Bridge gently blew his tie.

The geographical location of the United Kingdom determines that it will never be particularly cold or hot throughout the year.

It's not hot in the UK in April, and the weather is nice tonight without rain.

But Ferguson felt like he couldn't breathe. The air was humid and hot, and he felt like he was soaked in water.

He loosened his tie gently.

He probably understood that the moisture in the air came from the tears of Manchester United fans and the heavy rain in Moscow three years ago.

Blue boiling.

His red heart was still beating hard, and he wanted to wake up the red devil trapped in the nightmare.

But... even he was having difficulty breathing, how much oxygen could he provide to the Red Devils on the field?

Looking at Charles and others running hard on the field, Ferguson knew very well that Chelsea, the future ruler of the Premier League, was taking over the scepter of power from him little by little.

He has not yet completely surpassed Liverpool, but now a new pursuer for the throne has emerged.

From the defense to the midfield, Chelsea exuded rationality and sharpness from beginning to end.

Ferguson straightened his back.

Want to establish a new dynasty?
Step over me first!

Gradually, the Red Devils on the field woke up again.

In the 23rd minute, Carrick made a large-scale transfer in the midfield, Giggs dribbled past Bosingwa and made a cross from the bottom.

At this time, Chelsea's defense was left open, and Rooney, who was unguarded, received the ball and shot in the middle.

By the time the Chelsea players realized what was happening, it was already too late.

The ball went straight to the far post and Cech got down to the ground immediately. Just as the ball was about to bounce into the goal on the post, a pair of gloves became Manchester United's eternal nightmare.

"Cech saved Chelsea, Manchester United had their best chance since the start of the game, but in the end it didn't get past Cech."

"In today's performance, not only the forwards performed exceptionally well, but even the goalkeeper had a brilliant performance."

"Rooney's shot was great, but in the game with the goalkeeper, shooting skills are not the only requirement for scoring a goal."

Cech prepares to kick the ball.

Charles, who had just retreated to the midfield, also quickly returned to the frontcourt at this time.

Torres was also by his side, going back with him.

"Zero-angle shot, did you think about it when you were preparing?"

Finally, Torres couldn't help but ask.

Of course, as a top player, he can certainly score from zero angles in training.

But in the game, especially when facing fierce confrontation, players tend to choose the most conservative option, which is the option they are most confident in.

"In the beginning, I wanted to pass the ball to you, and then have you pass it to Ramirez and the others, and then let them head the ball."

Charles smiled and said, "But after seeing the positions of the players directed by Van der Sar, I changed my mind."

"In other words, your shot choices and the like are all improvisations?" Torres was a little surprised.

"It's about the same. I just do what I feel at the time. I don't plan ahead."

Torres was shocked. "Didn't you choose your next move based on the defender's action during a normal shot?" Charles said seriously. "Of course. I'll do whatever I want. The best strategy is not to gamble with the defenders. They will gamble with themselves anyway..."

"real or fake?"

Torres frowned.

He now had some doubts about whether all his previous choices were reasonable.

Ciel turned his head and looked at my face, "This one is o_0 real beep, 0_o this one is fake beep."

Torres was a little anxious. "I can't tell. Your two eyebrows are the same height. What is 0_0?"

“Hahaha——” Charles laughed, “Of course it’s fake. How can you score a goal if you don’t predict the defender’s next move or observe their specific dynamics!”

Just when Torres was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, Cech kicked the ball to the midfield.

During the header, Lampard and Carrick jumped at the same time, but how could Carrick be a match for Lampard.

"Lampard headed the ball... Zhirkov successfully received the pass and quickly dribbled forward."

"Giggs is coming up. Can Zhirkov get past Giggs?"

"Beautiful! Zhirkov didn't choose to dribble past the defense, but passed the ball diagonally to Torres. Torres and Evra rushed towards the ball at the same time."

"Evra was still a step too late, Torres gained speed...he stopped the ball with his chest!"

After stopping the ball, Torres immediately turned around and volleyed, but this time he missed the target and the ball was hit in a slightly off position.

In the end, the ball did not go straight to the goal, but hit Ferdinand instead.

As it happened, Charles was between Ferdinand and Vidic.

Ferdinand wanted to clear the ball, but Charles would never miss such a good opportunity. The moment Ferdinand stretched out his foot, Charles also stretched out his foot.

However, Charles' foot was not aimed at the ball but passed right between Ferdinand's legs.

Ferdinand originally wanted to do something, but was blocked by Charles.

At this moment, Charles, whose plan had succeeded, immediately turned around and kicked the ball with his right foot.

Ferdinand thought Charles wanted to turn around and shoot, and was preparing to tie up Charles' feet, but he didn't expect that the ball was passed to Torres.

After Torres received the ball, Evra came up again.

Just after Ferdinand discovered that the ball had been transferred, Charles finally escaped from danger.

Just as he was free to move, Torres quickly knocked the ball into the net.

"boom--"

The football flew high and accurately found Charles.

not good!

Vidic realized something was wrong and rushed forward.

Ferdinand was equally unwilling to be outdone. In their eyes, they saw Charles jump high and head towards the ball.

"call out--"

The ball changed direction again and goalkeeper Van der Sar reacted immediately.

As he flew to the side, Charles already had a bad feeling.

As expected, the ball hit the goal post and did not bounce into the net, but rolled directly out of the bottom line.

"Zhirkov made a diagonal pass from the left to the middle of the penalty area. Torres chested the ball and volleyed it, but the ball missed the target and hit the Manchester United defender."

"Charles made a successful steal and passed the ball to Torres again. Torres did not choose to shoot himself, but instead saw the right moment and passed the ball to Charles."

"Charles jumped up and was not offside...He headed the ball and Van der Sar made a save, but unfortunately, the ball went wide of the goal."

"It's been 33 minutes now. Chelsea's attack is like a tide. Manchester United's defenders are exhausted, but Chelsea still finds opportunities to threaten their goal again and again."

United want to struggle.

As long as Ferguson is willing to fight, the Red Devils will never really fall.

This is the inheritance engraved in their bodies.

But the gravity of reality is too great.

Even if he had wings, he would not be able to find a way out of the tight network at Stamford Bridge.

The fight ended in a bloody mess, which allowed Essien to volley the ball from a small angle in the penalty area after receiving a pass from Charles.

In the end, their goal post rejected Essien's shot and Manchester United was able to survive.

The scene became more and more intense.

In the 44th minute, Manchester United finally found a chance.

Rooney shot from outside the penalty area, and the ball was also caught by Cech.

"Cheer up, the game isn't over yet, and it's not halftime yet. Damn it, my shutout bonus is important too!"

"Ivanovic, don't rush forward so far. Terry and Bosingwa are just there to cover you. Fortunately, Manchester United had the ball for a short time, otherwise our goal would have been shot down."

Cech patted the ball and cursed the defender loudly.

Ivanovic quickly apologized with a smile, "My goodness, I won't rush forward so much next time. It's been a long time since I played in this position, and I can't recover for a while."

When Cech heard this, he didn't say anything, but threw the ball forward.

Halftime is coming soon.

The ball was passed back and forth between Chelsea's defenders.

The pace gradually slowed down.

But all this is an illusion.

As soon as Ivanovic caught the ball again, he immediately passed it forward.

In an instant, Chelsea started moving like a tightly-knit machine.

"Chelsea's midfielder passed the ball beautifully, Lampard made a cross pass, dodged the Manchester United player's rush and passed the ball to Essien."

"Valencia...can you stop him?"

"It's impossible to stop him. Essien rushed forward and no one could match him... Essien made a precise pass and found Charles."

"Charles didn't make any adjustments, he passed the ball outside the penalty area, Torres made a cross in front of the goal...Manchester United is in danger!"

"Vidic and Ferdinand didn't stop Torres... No, Charles gave too much lead and Torres didn't touch the ball."

"Wait... this doesn't look like a pass, it's a shot!"

"Torres missed the ball perfectly and Rafael rushed towards the goal. Was he in time?"

"It was too late, Van der Sar attacked, but the ball went past Van der Sar... God bless Manchester United, the ball hit the far post and the ball didn't go in!"

"Lampard followed up with a shot, but the ball was blocked on the goal line by Evra who was returning to defend."

(End of this chapter)