Tang Long's Penalty Made It Two!

Tang Long scores a penalty, his second goal!

The time has reached 75 minutes, and the score is now clearly 1-4!

Celebrating at Old Trafford, the opponent's home ground, is a wonderful experience for every Manchester City player.

Despite only 3,000 Manchester City away fans in attendance.

Despite the deafening boos from over 70,000 fans, even some Manchester United players covered their ears.

Although, in terms of points, this is just one league match.

But the Manchester City players made no attempt to hide their excitement!

Sterling, Bony, Delph, Kolarov, and even Ranocchia in the backfield were all sprinting all the way, and everyone was embracing Tang Long.

With less than 20 minutes remaining, including stoppage time, a 4-1 score was enough for them to leave Old Trafford with their heads held high, sharing the joy of three points with their family and friends.

As players, their job is to play football and perform for the fans on the field every weekend;

But the passion and joy this job brings to the players far surpasses that of ordinary jobs!

Aside from the high salaries they receive each month, football holds a special meaning for most players; it's a sport that can make them shine!

If you dislike someone, you'll try every means to defeat and humiliate them;

The best way to retaliate against a team you dislike is to beat them up on the football field!

At least today, Manchester City's players believe they did it!

A minute later, taking advantage of a break in play when a ball went out of bounds, Pellegrini called out to Tang Long, who was passing by him.

"You can leave the field now, Tang. Get ready to rest."

But Tang Long firmly stated, "Coach, don't substitute me. You must let me play the entire game."

On the one hand, he knew that even with Bony on the field, the Ivory Coast would have a hard time scoring if he wasn't there;

On the other hand, there's Tang Long's inner cry: he still says the same thing—if we're going to beat Manchester United, we have to fight them to the death!

Tang Long glanced at Icardi on the Manchester United bench.

At this point, Icardi was completely devoid of the arrogance he displayed before the match.

His eyes were unfocused and his gaze was blank; he huddled on the bench like a kitten.

He stared at the 1-4 scoreline on the Old Trafford pitch, utterly unable to believe it was real...

It was a nightmare night for Icardi.

An own goal, an own penalty – no match in his career has left him with such wonderful memories as tonight.

Tang Long deliberately shouted in Icardi's direction:

"I'll play the full 90 minutes, brothers, let's keep it up!"

Keep it up!

Seeing that Tang Long was unwilling to leave the field, Pellegrini simply accepted it and told the players on the field to keep playing.

Then let's continue our relentless attack for the next ten or twenty minutes and try to inflict a crushing defeat on them at Old Trafford.

Pellegrini is not actually a coach who lacks empathy. He is over 60 years old, but he still retains some of the old-fashioned coaching wisdom and consideration.

If Manchester United were still managed by Sir Ferguson at that time, with a score of 4-1, Pellegrini would have resolutely stopped and given the opponent some face, regardless of what Tang Long said, so as not to look too bad.

But the current Manchester United manager is no longer Ferguson!

In recent years, as competition in the Premier League has intensified, some underlying rules have fallen into disarray.

In a sense, the interpersonal networks that once held these coaches together have become almost nonexistent.

Tang Long was right when he spoke at the pre-match press conference. In the Premier League, every goal difference is crucial. Compared to Serie A, goal difference can even be decisive for two teams tied on points in the final race for the Premier League title.

According to the rules of the Premier League, the final ranking is determined by points after 38 rounds. If two teams have the same number of points, the team with the better goal difference will be ranked higher.

This differs from other leagues' practice of comparing head-to-head points.

Subsequently, Manchester United, whose defeat had been utterly crushed, had no choice but to once again raise their heads to withstand Manchester City's relentless attacks.

Since I'm going to get beaten anyway, I might as well stand up and grit my teeth and fight back.

In the 79th minute of the second half, Manchester City scored again!

Bony is a lucky man. In such an important derby match, he came on as a substitute due to Agüero's injury and also encountered Tang Long, who was not substituted.

Therefore, the connection between the two was a natural progression.

During a counter-attack, Tang Long advanced at high speed with the ball, and Sterling's timely movement created some space for Bony.

Bony remembered what Tang Long had told him: cut diagonally into the middle and run!

A signature Low-trajectory Curve Shot just barely bypassed Jones's foot.

Bony met the ball and unleashed a powerful shot that found the back of the net!

5 to 1!

Jones was stunned!

How come that arc is even larger De Bruyne's?

Are you playing soccer or doing fancy footwork?

How did they get kicked out?

Can you teach me?

"Haha, I Bony, also scored in the derby!"

Bony rushed toward Tang Long, but instead of embracing him, he performed a 10-second African dance for him.

At this moment, Bony thought that countless of his former playmates must be watching his performance in the derby on television in the Ivory Coast countryside.

Bony seemed quite pleased with himself!

He shouted something into the camera, in Ivory Coast dialect that only he could understand.

"Did you see that? Naked Bony scored in the derby!"

At that moment, Bony's eyes were filled with tears. He was finally able to reconcile with his nickname and say those words aloud.

I've already made it to the Premier League, joined a powerhouse like Manchester City, and even scored in a derby. And what about you?

Where are all of you who laughed at me for having no clothes and said I was naked back then?

Fortune changes every thirty years, so never underestimate a young person's potential!

The moment the scoreboard at Old Trafford jumped from four to five.

Sir Alex Ferguson's heart pounded in the stands.

He frowned and covered the left side of his chest with his hand.

I was utterly shocked; this score was approaching the limits of Sir Alex Ferguson's mental fortitude.

Throughout the history of the Premier League, the largest margin of victory in the Manchester Derby is 1:6.

This was achieved by Manchester United against Manchester City in the 2011-12 season.

At that time, Ferguson was still the manager of Manchester United.

It was precisely after that match that Ferguson first considered retiring.

He felt he was too old, too far removed from this era, or that he no longer had the energy to manage the greatest team in Premier League history.

After that match, the nearly 70-year-old Ferguson stayed up all night, unable to sleep.

"Don't go in, don't go in, you really can't go any further..."

Ferguson prayed that Manchester City would show some mercy and give the current Manchester United team some face.

But he knew even better that the key to getting Manchester City to go easy on him lay with Tang Long.

But watching the 19-year-old's energetic performance on the field, Ferguson couldn't help but worry: would he let us off the hook?

The answer is no!

After besieging Manchester United for a full 10 minutes and pinning them in the penalty area for 10 minutes,

This Manchester Derby reached another climax.

Kolarov takes the corner kick from the left.

The football drew a beautiful arc in the air, about to land in the center of the penalty area. De Gea was already standing on the goal line, ready to go, but unexpectedly, the ball suddenly dropped sharply at the near post, a stunning change!

Ranocchia, the tall center-back lurking in Manchester United's penalty area, didn't expect this change either, but he just happened to be standing at the near post.

He instinctively nudged the ball with his head.

This change in direction caused the Manchester United players in the penalty area to be momentarily stunned, but it was precisely this momentary lapse in concentration that allowed their defense to be breached once again!

Rojo, the left-back positioned at the far post, watched the ball intently. After anticipating its trajectory, he took two steps and was just about to jump when he felt a gust of wind whistle past him!

Boom!

Tang Long rushed forward to Rojo, and facing the high ball at chest level, he did not head it. Instead, he leaped into the air as if walking on flat ground, extended his left leg forward and swung his right leg back, and met the ball with the back of his foot, striking the middle of the ball with a flat kick!

The football was struck hard, and the ball deformed violently, like an exploding meteor, until it pierced the net over De Gea's head!

No need for the head, just use the feet to unleash a powerful shot!

It wasn't until the ball hit the net behind him, creating a huge whooshing sound and sending a chill down De Gea's spine, that he snapped out of his daze.

Immediately, a burning pain shot through his scalp.

"Ah!!"

De Gea even smelled a burnt pork skin.

Yes, it smells like burning!

Tang Long's powerful header shot caused the ball's surface to violently rub against his hair.

My hair is burning hot, it's almost on fire!

"My God, I can't believe what happened!"

"Tang Long leaped into the air in front of De Gea and unleashed a powerful shot into the net from inside the six-yard box!"

"The ball flew over De Gea's head and into the net, leaving the Spain goalkeeper with no chance!"

"Tang Long pulled off a hat trick!"

"6:1 This has already tied the biggest margin of victory in the Manchester Derby in history, spanning seasons 1-12!"

"That's strange. Wasn't Tang Long at the edge of the penalty area before? How did he suddenly rush to the far post?"

"Let's watch the SportMediaset one more time..."

When the camera panned back, Zhan Jun was also stunned.

"We saw Tang Long rush towards the far post the moment Kolarov's ball left his foot."

"Kolarov's cross was very clever; he suddenly dipped his foot at the near post, clearly intentional."

"Then Ranocchia flicked the ball on with his head, and judging from his expression, it seemed like a subconscious reaction?"

"The ball flew towards the far post, exactly where Tang Long was running!"

"That's strange. Why did Tang Long run to the far post in advance? Did he already anticipate that the ball would be headed to the far post?"

"It's truly unbelievable. Looking at Ranocchia's surprised expression, he probably doesn't even know how far the ball will go."

"Amazing, absolutely amazing! Without Tang Long's god-like positioning, there wouldn't have been that mid-air burst of speed!"

Tang Long rushed to the sidelines.

He spread his arms out to his ears, making a gesture of protruding ears, as if facing the Manchester United fans who were booing him.

It was as if it was saying, "Go ahead and yell, keep yelling! The louder you yell, the more fun I get kicking!"

I did a hat trick!

I feel great!

Did you enjoy it?

This gesture of having protruding ears is Icardi's signature move.

He was huddled on the bench watching Tang Long imitate his movements, feeling both anxious and angry.

He knew Tang Long was doing this on purpose; the gesture wasn't just for the Manchester United fans who were provoking him, but also for his own benefit.

Originally disheartened by Tang Long's brilliant performance, Icardi's anger was reignited by Tang Long's brilliance.

He rushed from the bench to the sidelines, pointed at Tang Long's nose, and yelled:

"Why are you copying me? What right do you have to imitate my moves?"

The roar was deafening; even Tang Long was in the other corner of the flag area, could hear it.

He turned around with a smile, then made a gesture of sticking out his ears at Icardi.

This completely enraged Icardi!

Like a cat with its fur standing on end, he jumped more than a meter high on the spot and took a step to rush into the field, but was immediately grabbed by the fourth official after only two steps.

The referee ran over and showed Icardi a red card!

"Players off the field have illegally entered the playing area. Please leave immediately!"

Even a fourth official couldn't stop them, as three more players arrived at the Manchester United bench.

So one person held his left hand, another his right, one pulled his left foot, and another his right. The four of them each held onto one of his limbs, holding Icardi firmly as he struggled to move into the players' tunnel.

Icardi was like a bat that had been tied up, suspended in the air, still struggling desperately.

"Those protruding ears are mine, and so is the celebration!"

"No one is allowed to learn this! No one is allowed to learn this!"

The Manchester United bench only quieted down slightly after his angry figure disappeared at the end of the players' tunnel.

Upon seeing the score of 1-6, which equaled his own record for the biggest derby margin set before his retirement at Manchester United, Sir Ferguson quickly got up in the VIP box, intending to leave.

He didn't want to stay in that stadium for another second.

For this elderly man, every extra second he stayed here was a double torment, both physically and mentally.

"GlorygloryCity!"

"GlorygloryCity!"

"Glory to Manchester City!"

He especially couldn't stand the song being sung by the more than 3,000 Manchester City fans at the away game.

Seeing Tang Long imitate Icardi's prominent ears to humiliate him, these Manchester City fans followed suit, creatively adapting Manchester United's original anthem "glory, glory, Manchester United!" into "glory, glory, Manchester City!"

Ferguson was inwardly groaning in despair!

Even when his Manchester United team suffered a similar humiliating 1-6 defeat at home a few years ago, they were never so thoroughly humiliated by away fans.

"Damn it, utterly bastards! These young people these days don't even know what manners are!"

Ferguson got up to leave, but just as he reached the door and before he could even pull the handle, a dull thud echoed from inside the stadium!

Ferguson turned around with a pounding heart, only to see a giant towering figure in a light blue jersey standing in Manchester United's penalty area, unleashing a powerful header that breached De Gea's goal once again!

This time, Ranocchia had no defenders around him and headed the ball steadily into the net with his forehead!

He was so tall that when he swung his arms, they were almost level with the goal!

"Ugh! It's just a lump..."

Ferguson's vision went black, and he collapsed at the doorway.