Messi was so scared that he cried when he maxed out his header talent at the start of the game

Chapter 589

"Less than 3 minutes into the game!!"

"Manchester City leads Watford 2:0!"

"This is definitely the most exaggerated opening score in the history of the FA Cup final!"

"The strength of the two teams!"

"It seems that they are not in the same dimension at all!"

"The balance of victory has completely tilted to Manchester City. For Watford, what they need to think about next is not how to reverse the game."

"But in the next 90 minutes..."

"How to withstand Manchester City's terrifying offensive firepower today!"

Accompanied by Wang Tao's passionate commentary in the ESPN live broadcast room, the center circle on the court was reopened and the game continued.

It was Watford's possession again.

Watford striker Henderson, who kicked off, passed the ball back to his teammate Mahon behind him without hesitation.

Mahon continued to pass the ball back to his own defender Delmet.

Delmet then passed the ball to left back Stuart.

Watford started to pass the ball back and forth continuously in the FA Cup final 3 minutes after the start, without any desire to attack.

"Play the ball decisively!!"

"Keep calm!!"

"Reduce long passes!!"

Standing on the side of the court, Watford coach Boothroyd kept shouting, hoping to stabilize the morale of the troops by repeated emphasis.

Manchester City.

Under the leadership of Su Fei, the high-pressure pressing in the frontcourt was fierce.

The team's front line kept pressing forward.

Even Martinez chose to advance and crossed the midline.

The current situation.

The Hornets were like infantrymen holding shields and gritting their teeth, while the Blue Moon was like cavalrymen holding lances and constantly attacking.

The game lasted for more than 10 minutes.

The football was almost always in Watford's backcourt.

Even if they got the ball.

The overly huddled formation also made it difficult for them to launch a quick counterattack, and they could only advance through continuous passing and cutting.

This gave Manchester City enough time to return to defense.

While maintaining the formation defense, they could also set up a trap to intercept in the midfield.

As the two commentators in the ESPN live broadcast room said.

Today.

The two teams on the field are completely two levels.

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The game came to the 17th minute.

Watford, who finally got the ball, tried to make a move on the right side.

Hope to help the team's offense open up some situations through the personal breakthrough ability of the team's right midfielder Smith.

27-year-old, 1.73 meters tall Tommy Smith is an English native player. He debuted in Watford in 1997 and spent 6 years in the English Championship there.

Later, he was favored by the "Black Cats" Sunderland, a team still in the Premier League, and came to the Premier League one step ahead of the team.

Last summer.

After Watford successfully promoted to the Premier League and invited this team hero, Smith returned to Watford without hesitation.

And he is also one of the few players on the court this season.

His personal ability has reached the average level of the Premier League and can play and create some opportunities.

"Doyle!!"

"Send a straight pass forward and pass the ball to teammate Smith on the right!"

"Smith!!"

"It's not bad to pass the ball. He successfully got rid of Knight and crossed the center line!"

"Is Watford's offensive finally coming?"

"Bouaza, Francis, Henderson..."

"There are many players who cooperate with Smith to advance forward. Smith has already approached the offensive zone with the ball!"

"Let's see how Smith will deal with this ball."

The Hornets fans who have been immersed for a long time finally began to speak, and many people stood up and cheered for Smith.

After the team was pressed for nearly twenty minutes.

A player who can stand out and perform a good show of bursting on the side and passing the ball continuously is equivalent to giving fans a shot of stimulant.

But.

Today is destined to be a day that will disappoint Hornet fans....

Just when Smith wanted to continue to dribble the ball to the bottom line.

A blue figure descended from the sky and rushed out decisively.

Sliding tackle on the ground.

Cleanly tackled Smith.

Then he quickly stood up, stretched out his foot and snatched the ball from Smith's feet.

"Ji Hai!!"

"Ji Hai!!"

"The key tackle!!"

"A smooth counter-grab!!"

"Ji Hai..."

"A long pass, directly hanging the ball to the front of the middle road"The direction of the field! !"

In the middle circle, below the ball's landing point.

There is no doubt.

It is Su Fei's figure.

Su Fei leans on Demelt, a central defender with a height of 1.85 meters and a weight of 81 kilograms, a typical British defender.

Defense is fierce, emphasizing confrontation, but the footwork is rough.

The football was steadily unloaded by Su Fei's chest after jumping up.

Demelt used all his strength.

Pushing and bumping.

Wanting to knock Su Fei down and make a tactical foul.

But he didn't expect it.

Su Fei not only resisted his push, but also suddenly picked the ball forward, turned around and elbowed to clear the way.

He was directly hit until he lost his balance and sat on the ground.

Su Fei turned around and kicked the ball again.

The distance between the two instantly widened!

"Su Fei! !"

"Violent turn! !"

"Successfully got rid of Demelt!!"

"Su Fei!!"

"Explosive run in the middle!"

"Can't catch up, the Watford defender can't catch up with him at all!!"

"Su Fei!!"

"Single-handedly, approaching the Watford penalty area, this is a one-on-one opportunity!!"

The Blue Moon fans on the south stand of Wembley Stadium all stood up in unison, raised their arms, and prepared to cheer.

And the next second, this man did not disappoint them.

Su Fei entered the penalty area.

A diagonal kick.

Avoided the Watford goalkeeper Foster who took the initiative to attack.

Then he pushed the ball into the empty goal.

"Yeah!!!"

Instantly, the entire Wembley Stadium was ignited by Su Fei again, and the cheers shook the earth.

Su Fei after scoring.

Rushed to the corner area and stood still, opened his arms, looked up at the sky, and celebrated by cosplaying Jesus on the cross.

"GGGG---OOOO---AAAA---LLLL!"

"GGGOOOAAALLL!"

"GOAL!!!"

"GOAL!"

"GOAL!"

"GOAL!"

"Su Fei, alone, turned violently, shot calmly, and scored twice in this game!"

"3:0!"

"In the 18th minute of the FA Cup final, Manchester City led Watford by 3 goals!"

"This goal."

"Sun Jihai's falling back and a precise long shot in the middle were also crucial."

"A simple one-sided sentence is not enough to describe this game."

-[Su Fei Fei Fei! ! ! ]

-[The Vicarage Road tragedy is really coming again. No one can stop Manchester City today! ]

-[My Su is too fierce. Hornet fans will have nightmares tonight! ! ]

-[Two consecutive championships! ! Two consecutive double champions! ! Two consecutive double champions! ! 】

On the side of the court.

Boothroyd rubbed his cheeks hard.

The Watford coach.

At this time, there was only one thought in his mind.

Who will save me!

Who will save Watford!

This is the FA Cup, and it is the final stage that Watford has returned to after 23 years since 1984!

However.

No one can respond to Boothroyd, because today, God is wearing the No. 9 jersey and standing on the side of Manchester City.

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