60 minutes came quickly, and Mourinho felt that he had to make adjustments. Although Manchester United was still pressing Wolves during this period, they were mostly passing the ball outside the penalty area, and finally being intercepted and counterattacked.

This offensive mode could not really threaten the Wolves' goal at all. On the contrary, Wolves used every counterattack very well.

"This Wei is really good." In the second half of the game, Wolves played much more methodically. Mourinho knew that this was because after Wei Le put Van de Beek back, there was a more creative outlet in the midfield organization stage. "Where did he find so many good seedlings?"

Manchester United's scouting system is indeed very strong, but so far, all the players that Wei Le advocated to introduce after taking office have performed well in Wolves, which is almost a 100% success rate. This is really amazing.

Wei Le has already left the category of a young and green head coach, and Mourinho has to look at him with a level rather than a condescending attitude. Mourinho turned his head and saw Wei Le standing still on the sidelines, and pursed his lips.

He really wanted to ask Wei Le, how come you are better at defensive counterattacks than me?

"Marouane! Go warm up."

Fellaini with a shaggy head jumped up from his seat, put on a vest and ran to the warm-up area on the sidelines. Now, Mourinho is going to use his killer weapon, and he regrets not bringing Ibrahimovic to the game this time.

It is true that he was a little too arrogant. Ibrahimovic was not included in the starting list for this game, which resulted in the only striker sitting on the bench who could play, that is, Martial. But how much better is Martial than Rashford at this stage? Actually, not necessarily.

If there was a 1.9-meter-tall "Swedish God Tower" Ibrahimovic standing among the Wolves' defenders in this game, everything would be much simpler - just smash it in.

But now, Mourinho seems a little passive.

Mourinho replaced Herrera with Fellaini. His intention was very clear, that is, he wanted Fellaini to strengthen the hardness of the midfield and specifically limit the performance of Van de Beek in this position. In addition, he also replaced Rashford with Martial, who has performed mediocrely so far.

But in fact, these two substitutions did not really change anything from the scene. Mourinho's team's crosses still failed to let Martial and Rooney open up. In this game, Coady and Ruben Dias' combination was very stable.

Martial's type of striker has never had a chance to get the ball in the penalty area where people are close to each other.

Fellaini's deployment is quite effective. Every time Van de Beek takes the ball and launches a counterattack, Fellaini will be the first to rush up to intercept, and Van de Beek's delicate dribbling skills are displayed at this time.

Van de Beek can often dodge Fellaini's pressing with exquisite movements and send the ball out before Fellaini really kills.

"Maybe the No. 8 position is really the right way for him to open up." Wei Le said to himself. He did not expect Van de Beek to show any phenomenal performance in one or two games at the beginning, but now, facts have proved that true geniuses cannot be judged by common sense.

Van de Beek's ability in this game, especially in the second half, whether it is the ability to grasp precious opportunities, the ability to organize offense, or the smart off-ball movement, has proved that he can definitely gain a foothold in the Wolves' lineup.

Some people are born with talent, and these talented players often make a big splash without any precipitation.

Wei Le himself is actually the same, but he didn't realize it.

In the 65th minute, Manchester United's offensive resumed. Fellaini's long pass after taking the ball was grabbed by Ruben Dias first, and he poked the ball to Coady beside him before Rooney.

Coady did not dare to neglect it. He did not have the confidence to handle the ball perfectly, so he could only clear the ball forward first.

There was chaos in the midfield, and Fellaini came to the landing point of the ball. His height of nearly two meters made him absolutely capable of grabbing the ball. Van de Beek had no chance to jump at all, he was pressed down by Fellaini.

But he still seized the opportunity and leaned back before Fellaini jumped. This action made Fellaini, who had half a foot in the air, slightly shift his body.

It was this insignificant header that made Fellaini's header posture a little awkward. His header did not fly to Martial as he expected, but was headed high again.

Now, Rodri can get the ball.

Fellaini cursed inwardly and called his teammates to run for the ball. Rodri's direct pass was blocked by Pogba, and flew in front of Godfrey by mistake. Godfrey was not ready. He wanted to make a large-scale transfer from the left back side of the court.Transfer to the right front side of the court.

But he missed the kick.

The football landed lightly in the large blank area in front of the penalty area.

No one should be able to get it, right? Fellaini looked at the direction of the ball's flight, and his tense spirit relaxed. Then it was probably Phil Jones who drove the ball back to the front court.

But the next second, Fellaini's spirit was tense again-

Where is Van der Beck? Where is such a big Van der Beck?

Fellaini remembered that after competing with Van der Beck for the header, he had been staying by his side. Where did he go now? At the same time, he heard a cry from the stands! Fellaini turned his head and saw a yellow figure appear at the landing point of the ball!

"Van der Beck's long shot! Oops, it bounced off Smalling and bounced back. Hit it again!"

Van der Beck's second long shot did not bounce on Smalling, but brushed past Smalling. Smalling stretched his legs desperately to block it, and he also lost his balance!

But the next second, another yellow figure passed by him!

Is it Van der Beck? How can he be so fast?

No!

Smalling saw the number 17 behind the yellow boy, it was Jota!

It's broken! His own block blocked the ball to Jota's side! Jota took the ball and led it forward, and then rushed into the penalty area! Smalling struggled to get up, he was already the last line of defense! Phil Jones next to him was even farther away from Jota!

Smalling made up his mind, kicked the ground with his right foot, and directly used a flying dive in a wrestling action, directly hitting Jota's body!

Jota flew out sideways with Smalling, and the ball was held in De Gea's arms.

The sharp whistle of the referee and the boos at Molineux Stadium were so harsh that Smalling lay on the ground, and he had already imagined what would happen next.

The referee pointed to the penalty spot with one hand, and fumbled for something in his butt pocket with the other hand. He took out a... red card.

"Get up." Referee Kevin Friend looked at Smalling in front of him expressionlessly. When Smalling stood up, he raised the red card in his hand and signaled Smalling to leave the field by himself.

Red dot package!

Manchester United players surrounded the referee and wanted to argue something, but there was really no controversy about this ball. Without the chance to touch the ball, Smalling used a very dangerous move to prevent a possible goal.

Smalling had walked out of the crowd and walked off the field, covering his face. Mourinho sighed. When Smalling fouled, he already knew that it must be a red card.

If there was no red card, Jota would definitely not waste this one-on-one opportunity. But what can be changed with this foul? The way to score a goal became a penalty kick, and the time was delayed by five minutes? Probably.

Smalling frowned, Mourinho sighed, and patted the tall central defender on the shoulder, "It's not your fault. Today is not our day. Go take a shower now."

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