The Greatest Performer on the Football Field

The atmosphere in the locker room was very depressed.

Only two games have been lost so far this season. One of them is the last round of the UEFA Champions League. Isn't it the third game that is the most crucial game of the season?

0 to 2 behind halftime, for this Manchester United, it is still the only experience.

Half of the eyes fell on the coach Pochettino, the other half on Sun Wu, who was half-headed.

"The second half started with a high position. Coleman, you should not insert too much, and Herrera should pay attention to the gap behind Schneiderlin."

"If you can pull a ball back in a short time, withdraw to defend and wait for the last ten minutes..."

"Gritzman was cut off between you and Best. You have to get closer in the second half, don't pull the edge frequently..."

Pochettino was doing tactical deployment, and Sun Wu endured to endure not speaking, until the other party finished his eyes and signaled the captain of Sun Wu to encourage morale.

Sun Wu slowly walked to the center of the locker room, slowly turned around, his eyes slowly swept over each teammate, "Playing 4 games in 10 days, in addition to two Champions League knockout games, Manchester City derby, and red and blue war ..."

"A lot of people think this is the devil's schedule, but I don't see it that way. This road has not only the devil, but also flowers...Although the flowers are far away from us, we can see and smell."

"I never thought that the road to winning the league championship and the Champions League will be smooth."

"It may not be OK in the past, but it will definitely crash if it is not!"

"To win honors and win championships, there has never been a road without bumps, only flowers."

"On this road, defeat all the demons, walk through all the ups and downs, and touch the flowers with your own hands."

Sun Wu's words flowed slowly in the dressing room, but the next moment, his voice became violent.

"So, what are we doing!"

"Forty-five minutes in the first half, this is a shame for 11 people!"

"This is me, Lukaku, Herrera, Griezmann, Thomas Mueller...the shame of everyone!"

"Herrera!" Sun Wu shouted loudly: "Is the 19% possession rate frustrating you?"

Without waiting for Herrera to answer, Sun Wu continued to roar loudly: "Why is he so gentle to that kid, is he your lover!?"

"It's hard to imagine, Coleman, you had so much defensive pressure in the first half.

"And Schneiderlin, Me Best, Griezmann..."

"Forty-five minutes of the first half, there were only three fouls, and it did not cause any dissatisfaction with the opponent. Forgetting the referee's yellow card at home will not have any impact on the penalty!"

"This is Old Trafford Stadium, this is Manchester City Derby, this is the most important game this season!"

Sun Wu waved his fists around the locker room quickly, "I never thought that a burst of mouth guns can make the player's state crazy, and defeating the opponent requires precise pre-match deployment and a suitable tactical system!"

"But in this game, what do you want to bring back?"

Sun Wu stared at the teammates in front of him, and there was no sound on the opposite side.

"It's a man, a man!"

"It's 11 strong and fearless men!"

"What do you do when you go to bed and find that the woman is still wearing clothes?"

"Does she want to persuade her to take off her clothes and take off her pants?"

"Of course, torn her clothes, pulled her pants off, let her lie down on the bed and poked her ass!"

Sun Wu's violent roar echoed in the locker room, the Manchester United players across the face were flushed, and both hands could not help shaking slightly.

"Now everyone knows what to do in the second half?"

"Shovel them, hit them, use all methods that can stop them!"

"We are gentle in the first half. This is our mistake. In the second half, we can turn the previous gentleness into an advantage. We need to know that we don't have a yellow card, and all three substitutions are useless!"

"We don't have to grab high positions, we will fight them in the midfield!"

"Just do it!"

"Defeat them in the most manly way!"

Watching Sun Wu lead his vigorous teammates out of the locker room, Mike Ferran glanced at Pochettino with the corners of his eyes. Hey, this guy seems absolutely unwilling to renew the contract.

Mike Ferran's heart is like a mirror. Sun Wu and Pochettino have already had a contradiction. It was the first time this season that happened before and after the Manchester City Derby. The contradiction was temporarily eased.

Pochettino tried every means to limit Sun Wu's authority in the team, and Sun Wu seemed to care less, but turned his sister Sun Fei into Shakiri and Rashford's agent.

In this Manchester Derby, Pochettino wanted to get a draw. He thinks it can be done, and Sun Wu believes that the possibility is too small. Guardiola's tactics are more elaborate than last season.

Pochettino was thinking about this entire Devil schedule, and Sun Wu was the same. He believed that defending was untenable, especially when facing Guardiola. Once losing the Manchester City Derby, a crash is likely.

Although Sun Wu’s suggestion was not adopted, he did not make trouble...until 0-2 behind in the first half, 19% possession rate, no red and yellow card record in 45 minutes, only 3 fouls, which became the fuse Cable.

Just now Pochettino asked the players to press high in the opening, and Sun Wu emphasized that the press is placed in the midfield and does not allow high press... Don't think about it, look at the expressions on the players' faces, Mike Ferran knew they would choose Who.

Headache, Mike Ferran is thinking about going to Ferguson after the game... but he also knows that this is not a bird, he can't think of any other coach in the world who can control Sun Wu.

Even Guardiola and Sun Wu turned their faces...

"Manchester United players finally played, they delayed at least five or six minutes." Zhan Jun was a little strange, "Look...it seems there is no substitution."

"Really not." Zhang Lu was also a bit strange. "Pochettino was so passive in the first half. In fact, there were people on the bench. Mane, Januzai, and Shakiri were all very fast. Can put pressure on Manchester City’s defence."

Pochettino sat silently on the coach's seat, surrounded by silence, and even Miguel, the most talked, closed his mouth tightly.

"Di!"

"The second half started, Sun Wu made a long pass... aimless pass, Bravo confiscated the ball."

Guardiola on the sidelines sensitively noticed that something is not right~www.readwn.com~ In his opinion, Sun Wu is a very purposeful guy. He doesn't care about anything other than victory or defeat.

But with few touches in the first half of the first half, handing over the ball so quickly in the second half... obviously unreasonable.

Two minutes later, Guardiola jumped up!

Sterling played Fernandinho on the left and went forward one by one. Thomas Muller, who was thrown away, rushed up and aimed at Sterling with a brutal collision!

"Beep!" Atkinson's whistle sounded.

Thomas Mueller immediately put out a smiley face, and then sincerely apologized... This is a little difficult.

Although Erwa wasn't strong, Sterling had already flipped the billboard and fell outside by the speed.

Guardiola waved his hand violently and turned his head to look at Manchester United's coach seat...and then he was stunned. He felt that the colleagues next door were all moved out of the Wax Museum, all expressionless!