"Vamos!!!"
The players on the bench were charging toward the center of the pitch.
Along the way, they passed some Chelsea players standing on the grass in contemplation. Mount, Romelu Lukaku, and the others looked somewhat dejected.
This draw was nothing much to Chelsea, or rather, it was to be expected.
But just as the fans could now see, Chelsea had become a supporting character in Manchester United's early title win.
"Come on, come on!"
Tang Ye gestured for Juan Mata to hurry up.
Once his teammate arrived, Tang Ye wrapped his arms around Mata from the front and lifted him entirely off the ground. "Vamos, Mata!"
"Roar—!!!"
"Wow!"
[Witness history!]
[Witnessing history again, brothers. It really has to be Manchester United!]
[Three Premier League titles! You're right, but this is GGBond. Follow that up with three straight Champions League titles and they'll be invincible.]
[The world has suffered under Manchester United for far too long! But why is no one stepping up to punish Manchester United?]
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It was the middle of the night, but fans in China were in an incredibly excited state.
Perhaps Manchester United fans were the happiest people in the world?
Oh, no!
Strictly speaking, the happiest ones should be fans of both Manchester United and the China national football team.
The real North West Derby, the real happiness!
Steady happiness!
Of course, that was assuming you didn't look at the World Cup group-stage draw results. That was an accident.
"Glory Glory Man United!"
"And now we are the champions and there is no one left to beat!"
"United! We are the Man United!"
Erik ten Hag was tossed high into the air by the Manchester United players on the pitch.
Mata was thoughtful enough not to celebrate by himself. Instead, he went looking for