"Wow!!!!"
Freddie Woodman sat on the grass.
For a top-class penalty taker like Tang Ye, guessing the direction of his shot was simply too difficult.
Woodman had failed, and his team would have to pay the price.
"Manchester United have scored, but, hmm... Newcastle aren't in a comfortable position now..."
For Newcastle, maintaining a 1-1 scoreline had already been no easy task, the result of the efforts of all eleven players on the pitch.
Yet the moment that penalty was awarded, all of Newcastle's efforts were declared meaningless.
"..."
Woodman sat on the ground, staring wide-eyed at Hayden. In the end, the Newcastle defender lowered his head.
"Brilliant."
Cristiano and Tang Ye clapped hands, then signaled for the players on the pitch to reset quickly.
He wanted a goal!
"Take me home~~ United Road~"
"..."
In the 40th minute, not long after the penalty, Cristiano was dragged down by Lascelles outside the box.
"Tweet tweet tweet!!!"
"Fuck you!"
"You fucking idiot, don't just grab people!"
"Xuuu!!!"
Tang Ye pulled Cristiano to his feet.
After the referee awarded a Direct Free Kick, the two spoke quietly.
"Can I take this one?"
Cristiano looked Tang Ye in the eyes. "I can take Direct Free Kicks."
From what had happened a few minutes earlier, getting penalty duties from Tang Ye was basically impossible.
For Cristiano, that was undoubtedly frustrating.
If he couldn't get penalty duties, then settling for a Direct Free Kick was still acceptable.
"You want to take it?"
Tang Ye was somewhat surprised.
Because in Tang Ye's memory, Cristiano had been at his best with free kicks when he was around twenty.
"I remember you injured your knee."
Tang Ye shrugged, the implication being that Cristiano could no longer strike the ball with enough pace.
Seeing that Cristiano still insisted, Tang