Messi was so scared that he cried when he maxed out his header talent at the start of the game

"Na na na na na na na na na na hey Jude~"

"Na na na na na na na na na na na hey Jude~"

"Na na na na na na na na na na na hey Jude~"

In the East Stand of Old Trafford, Manchester City fans excitedly sang their own "Hey Jude", and the melodious singing floated in the Theatre of Dreams.

On the court, Knight scored a goal.

There was no crazy celebration, no running, he slowly leaned down and kissed the grass.

When he raised his head again.

He was already in tears.

Maybe this was just an ordinary Premier League regular season, but for him, this goal.

Will be one of the most memorable moments in his career!

Su Fei was the first to rush to Knight's side, and he hugged Knight excitedly.

Seeing Knight hurriedly wiping away tears, this time, Su Fei did not tease.

He just carried Knight on his back.

"Pilot Knight, are you not taking off yet?"

"Take off, you must take off! Sir Su, the F-22 is ready, requesting to take off!"

"Received, approved!!"

Knight smiled like a child, and Su Fei carried Knight on his back and rushed to the fans in the East Stand, enjoying the cheers of the fans!

"Knight! Knight! Knight! Knight!"

The live director's camera kept moving, switching between the perspectives of the players and the coach.

Where is Stuart?

Stuart was running around the football field at this time, waving his hands while running, his eyes red and roaring.

The Manchester United players looked at each other. Compared with scoring in open play, this penalty kick was mentally prepared in advance.

But being prepared does not mean being able to accept it.

The first to break the defense was Wayne Rooney. In this game, he had already contributed one pass and one shot.

The result was still the same in the end.

He was cursing madly.

"Fuck! Fuck!! Fuck!"

How much he wanted to win, how angry he was at this moment.

As for Ferguson.

He stood there like a sculpture, even stopping chewing gum.

He just stood there, expressionless, motionless.

No one knew.

What did this proud Manchester United legendary coach think of this result.

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England, London.

When the TV showed the picture of the football going into the net, Arsenal legend Ian Wright and his wife hugged each other excitedly in the room.

"He did it! He did it!!"

"This is our son!"

"Oh my God, thank God!"

Ian Wright could hardly control his emotions. He shouted excitedly in the living room, as if it was a crucial shot he scored himself.

Women's brain circuits are always strange.

The wife suddenly mentioned Ian Wright's unfavorable remarks about Manchester City on TV before Manchester City played against Arsenal last time.

"You don't understand, Nancy, as Knight's father, I can't publicly support Manchester City on live TV."

"If I hold such a view, if Manchester City loses in the end, the fans' public opinion will drown Knight."

"But fortunately, Manchester City has a brand new look with Sue, and Knight has met the best teammate in his career!"

The wife showed an understanding expression. Although Knight is the adopted son of the couple, she has always treated him as her own son.

"Yes, it was Sue who gave Knight the penalty. Ian, I think we should invite this young man to our home!"

"Oh! This is a great idea, Nancy! Maybe after this game, we can let Knight bring his new friend to London."

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When Manchester City's players finished celebrating.

Regular time was over.

The fourth official raised the injury time sign.

5 minutes.

Manchester United still had 5 minutes to equalize the score.

But there was no miracle.

5 minutes later.

With Wayne Rooney's long-range shot, the football flew over the crossbar and flew into the stands.

"Beep!"

"The referee blew the whistle to end the game!"

"It's over!"

"This Manchester derby that has attracted worldwide attention is over!"

"Let us congratulate Manchester City!"

"The game was full of ups and downs and exciting!"

"In the second half, a miraculous reversal was completed. Su Fei scored twice to tie the score. Then Su Fei created a penalty kick, and Knight scored a reversal and quasi-kill, killing the game 5 minutes before the end of the game!"

"This is football!"

"Always full of drama and unknowns!"

"This is the charm of football!"

"Congratulations to Manchester City for successfully reaching the second place in the Premier League with this victory! This is also their best result since entering the new century!"

"Similarly, congratulations to Knight for hitting a penalty kick and quasi-kill, and congratulations to Su Fei for performing a hat trick again in this game!"

"Okay, today's live broadcast ends here!"

"Dear fans, I am Zhan Jun!"

"See you in the next game! ”

-【Brothers, I cried. This game was worth it. I thought Manchester City might win, but I didn’t expect Manchester City to win so well! 3 goals in the second half! Go down in history! Go down in history!!】

-【Hey! Fortunately, I didn’t turn off the TV. I already felt sorry for those brothers who left early. What kind of game was this!】

-【I saw an indelible resilience in Manchester City. They may really be able to go all the way this season!】

-【Suarez! My Suarez! Hat trick + penalty kick, all 4 goals are related to Suarez!】

-【The sky in Manchester finally turned blue!!!】

Zhan Jun in the studio cut off the live broadcast screen and leaned back in his chair in a daze, still recalling the game just now.

Old Trafford Stadium.

Only a few seats in the West Stand were occupied, while Manchester City fans in blue jerseys in the East Stand and other stands were reluctant to leave for a long time.

“Blue Moon~“

“You know just what I was there for~”

“You heard me saying a prayer for~”

They were singing “Blue Moon”, celebrating the victory that they had waited for so long.

Manchester United players have already walked into the player tunnel under the leadership of Ferguson.

Manchester City players are still interacting with fans on the court, and Su Fei enjoys such moments.

Whenever he approaches the stands and raises his hand, there will be cheers from fans on the court.

“Oh oh oh!”

At this moment.

It was as if Old Trafford was Manchester City’s home court.

Stuart, who was too excited, was so tired that he sat on the bench, smiling silly and looking left and right.

He remembered the time when he was a Manchester City player.

Those hard times.

Those countless regrets.

But now.

He looked at the players on the court, and those difficulties and regrets became very faint.

He believed that those things that he had lost and could not get when he was a player would now be made up little by little!

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