Onana's First Training Session Shines, Tang Long's Crucial Kick at a Key Moment Makes Manchester City Players Cheer Enthusiastically!

Onana won over the team in his first training session with Manchester City.

During shooting practice, the moment he stood in front of the goal, the Manchester City players felt a different aura!

"This guy is really strong, it feels like he's going to fill the goal," Agüero muttered.

"Black players have great jumping ability, looks like I'll have to hit some tricky shots." Bonazzoli felt the pressure and was a little nervous.

"It's been a long time since we've had a goalkeeper over 1.9 meters tall on our team since Joe Hart left." Tang Long stared at Onana.

Before this, Manchester City's first-choice goalkeeper was Bravo, and their second-choice goalkeeper was Caballero.

These two players, one 184cm and the other 183cm, occupy the second and third shortest positions among all Premier League goalkeepers.

Both are agile goalkeepers, and their size is incomparable to Onana's.

In modern football, coaches prefer goalkeepers who are over 1.9 meters tall. Goalkeepers like Casillas, Valdes, and Cesar, who are around 185 cm tall, are gradually disappearing from the football scene.

Bang!

Bonazzoli received a low cross from Chivu and slotted it into the bottom left corner.

Onana quickly landed, and with a swift movement of her long arm, she managed to pin the ball, which was rolling at a very tricky angle, firmly to the ground, making it completely still.

In a real match, this kind of save would be insulting to a striker—look, not only will I not let you score, I won't even give you a corner kick!

Bonazzoli shrugged and slunk away.

"Again!"

Agüero received a cross from Chivu on the wing and unleashed a powerful volley!

Chivu understood that Agüero's shooting technique far surpassed Bonazzoli's, so he gave him a high ball and asked him to shoot directly without stopping the ball.

Agüero did not disappoint Chivu; his shot was perfectly timed, with the ball striking the center of the goal flawlessly.

But Onana made an even more spectacular save; his backside flew out like it had hit a spring, and he smashed the ball out of the goal with a single punch.

"Great shot!" Chivu, who passed the ball, and Agüero, who took the shot, cheered in unison.

Onana slowly got up from the ground, grabbed the water bottle, took a sip, and let out an "ah..." sound.

Comfortable.

During the first training session, he began to look down on Manchester City's strikers, secretly thinking:

"Looks like the Premier League champions' shooting isn't all that great after all. I'm a bit better than my teammates at Ajax, but it's still within my control. Oh well, haha!"

His confidence soared, especially after saving Agüero's shot.

After all, Agüero was last season's Premier League Golden Boot, representing the top group of strikers in the entire Premier League. If I can save even Agüero's shots, then facing other Premier League opponents who are far inferior to Manchester City is naturally no problem.

"I'll take on this big guy."

Gündoğan passed the ball to Chivu, Chivu unleashed a powerful, instep-out shot that flew to the edge of the penalty area before Gündoğan could react.

The Germany midfielder is a master of long-range shots. He stepped forward and used his weaker foot to curl the ball into the air!

Although the ball was kicked with the weaker foot, it bounced off Chivu's incoming ball, making it even faster and sending it hurtling straight toward the goal.

"I've got the ball," Chivu thought to himself near the baseline.

Clang!

Onana seemed to have been kicked away, leaping up and barely managing to touch the edge of the ball with his fingertips. With that slight touch, the ball's trajectory changed, hitting the outside of the goalpost and going out of bounds.

"Ah, it didn't go in!?"

Not only Chivu, but also Gündoğan, who took the shot, and Bonazzoli and Agüero, who were watching from the sidelines, were all shocked.

That shot was perfect in both power and speed.

If a shot like that doesn't go in, then who on the team is likely to score?

Seeing Onana's smug expression as he dribbled the ball like a basketball, the Manchester City players were excited to have such a great goalkeeper, but also quite resentful.

"Tang, you come here," Gündoğan said helplessly to Tang Long, "Shoot him in, look at him, go and unleash a barrage of shots!"

Tang Long stroked his chin, gazed at Onana, and said softly, "No rush, let me observe him first." He then adjusted his position, quietly moving from fifth in line to last at the very end.

"Thiago, watch the game!"

"Kolarov"

"Ranocchia!"

Bang bang bang!

Onana made three brilliant saves in a row!

Especially Ranocchia's header.

Chivu knew that this tall defender was good at heading the ball, and that heading was his main way of scoring, so he didn't pass it to his feet, but instead gave him a high ball.

Perhaps seeing Onana's smug expression after a series of saves, Chivu wanted to dampen his arrogance, so this pass to Ranocchia was a very comfortable one. Normally, the ball would be headbutted by the charging Ranocchia, and such a good receiving opportunity is not common in a match.

Ranocchia understood Chivu's meaning perfectly.

Instead of a simple header, he headed a rebounding ball.

Of all headers, the ball that goalkeepers fear most is a bouncing ball. After bouncing, the ball changes direction unpredictably, which means the goalkeeper has to test their anticipation of the ball's trajectory and their reaction speed a second time.

Surprisingly, the ball bounced about 1.5 meters in front of Onana Ranocchia, then bounced to the left, and it looked like it was about to go in. Ranocchia was even ready to raise his hands to celebrate when Onana suddenly jerked his body, quickly adjusted his center of gravity, and slapped the ball away like an octopus. The crowd gasped in amazement.

"My God, is this guy a robot?!"

"How could his reaction be so fast? It's unbelievable!"

"Oh no, they're going to get shaved! This is an unmarked shooting drill, it's outrageous!"

Guardiola stood on the sidelines, watching the training session with scout Raymond.

He specifically asked Raymond to come along today to observe Onana's level in person—was this black goalkeeper any good?

"Raymond, you really have a good eye," Guardiola's eyes were already shining. "This Onana is too good. It's a pity he can't represent us in the UEFA Champions League. If only we had bought him at the beginning of the season!"

Raymond smiled slightly, "Pep, this is just his goal-line technique. His footwork is even more impressive. Just wait and see. I never misjudge people."

Sterling was the second-to-last player to appear.

Chivu simply played a basic ground ball.

This was both to get a goal quickly and to accommodate Sterling's terrible shooting skills.

Ouch!

Sterling kicked too hard and landed face-first on the ground. The ball was only slightly touched. Onana stood still, stepped on the ball with his foot, and then performed a fancy dribbling move around it.

Chivu couldn't help but cover his face, thinking, "Sterling, you really only know how to score difficult goals. I should have given you a powerful shot. Sigh, looks like I'm going to get zero shots in the first round."

Then, on second thought, something felt off. "Wait a minute, why isn't Tang here?"

A hurried shout rang out—"Give me the ball!"

Tang Long is charging forward.

Chivu's eyes lit up, thinking, "Here it comes!" He originally intended to give Tang a simple roll to score quickly, but subconsciously he took a powerful shot, making it more difficult for Tang Long.

This is a technique Chivu often uses in regular shooting practice to train Tang Long to take difficult shots.

After all, Tang Long was the opponent's main target during the match, and there were no easy points to capture.

Onana was completely careless at this point, and even though Tang Long was making his grand entrance last, he didn't care at all and just smiled at him.

Bang!

Faced with this very difficult half-knee ball, Tang Long didn't stop the ball before shooting. Instead, he leaped into the air, his ankle parallel to the ball, and swung his leg to shoot!

With this move, Tang Long moved through the air as if walking on flat ground; it didn't seem like he was flying, but rather like he was shooting from the ground.

The football hurtled towards Onana.

"This has no chance!" Chivu frowned.

The angle is too perfect; no matter how much force you use, it won't work.

The football was flying towards Onana, and Onana was ready to make a save, but the ball suddenly made an irregular turn, swaying left and right right under his nose!

Onana was startled and moved her body to the left and right.

This movement caused him to lose his balance, and although he managed to catch the ball with his hand, the football broke free of his grasp and went into the goal!

"Haha, it's in!"

"It all depends on you, Tang!"

His teammates cheered and high-fived Tang Long.

It's been a long time since anyone celebrated a goal in training like this.

Guardiola and Raymond were too far apart to see how the ball suddenly drifted into the net; they only thought that the angle was actually quite straight and that it was Onana's mistake.

"No need to watch anymore, his goalkeeping skills are at least top-notch. In the next FA Cup match, let him replace Bravo in the starting lineup!"