"One! Fernando Torres broke into the penalty area!"

Valdes abandoned the goal and attacked, but gave Torres a chance to snatch. He raised his left foot up while running and picked the ball over Valdes' head!

At that moment, the hearts of Barcelona fans stopped beating collectively, and their breathing seemed to solidify. Everyone watched the football pass over Valdes' head and fall into the goal...

Manchester United fans erupted with volcanic energy at this moment, and their cheers resounded over the French Stadium.

"How incredible! Manchester United was 2:0 when one person was missing!!"

The commentator was going crazy... He didn't expect this game to end like this.

Ferguson jumped out of his seat, raised his arms and rushed to the sidelines. You sent me off and I scored two goals. What a good deal!

"We're sure to win, haha!" he laughed at Queros.

After being suppressed for most of the game, Manchester United players who were finally proud ran to the frontcourt to hug Torres and celebrate the goal.

But in such a happy scene, Captain Gary Neville shouted something in the backcourt, looking at his gestures as if he wanted his teammates to come back quickly...

Is something going on?

"Wait, wait!" the commentator also shouted.

"Foof! The linebacker signaled Fernando Torres to foul when stealing Oleg... Did Torres foul when stealing Oleg? Maybe we can see the playback, but now... Barcelona quickly sent a free kick while Manchester United players were celebrating in the frontcourt! Now it's their turn to counterattack! Gary Neville is calling his teammates to return to defense. Now in the second half of Manchester United, only him, Rio Ferdinand and goalkeeper Howard, who are almost unprepared! What's going on? Looking at the expressions of Manchester United players, they were completely stunned and even forgot to return to defense!"

Only a few people were running back desperately, but at this time Barcelona had already passed the ball to Manchester United's penalty area...

The referee did not stop Barcelona's attack. He believed that Barcelona would not violate the rules when doing this because the game was not suspended.

Ferguson on the sidelines couldn't believe his eyes. His hands, which were originally raised to celebrate the victory, were holding his head, widening his eyes and looking at everything that was happening on the field with an incredible expression.

Gary Neville now has only one way to save the team, not to be Superman and defend all Barcelona players alone, and then kick football out of bounds, but… a foul.

He was like a heavy truck that was seriously overloaded, rushing towards Messi who was dribbling at full speed. This time, even if Messi's legs were broken, he would still stop Barcelona from scoring the goal!

Messi saw his intentions and passed the ball out before Neville rushed up. Then he jumped up and dodged Wood. Despite this, he was still hit by Wood and rolled around in the air and fell to the ground. He looked very embarrassed, but his mission was completed.

The football was successfully sent to Iniesta's feet and was not offside!

Before Ferdinand came up to block, Iniesta decisively stepped forward, the football flew over Ferdinand and then over Howard, and accurately entered the goal!

This time it was Barcelona fans' turn to cheer, and the lineman's unsightly flag was not raised. He just ran to the center line again - this means that the goal was effective.

"The ball has entered! It's a really ups and downs game! Manchester United's counterattack just now was judged to be invalid, but Barcelona's counterattack here is effective! 1:1! Barcelona tied the score! Now there are still twenty minutes left before the end of the game. Manchester United suffered a heavy blow!"

Barcelona players began to celebrate this successful counterattack, while Manchester United players surrounded the referee in anger and asked the other party to give an explanation.

"Why are our goals fouls and their goals have no problems?"

"Why didn't you blow the ball while they kick off quickly?"

"This kind of punishment is inexplicable! I definitely didn't foul!"

"You're so damn..." The guy was covered by his sensible teammates.

But someone scolded him for his swear words.

After finding out that Barcelona's goal was effective, Ferguson seemed to have been lit on the court. At this time, even if the sky fell, it could not stop him from swearing at the referee.

"You bastard, bastard! Didn't you fucking behave with a conscience when you came out today? What qualifications do you have to stand on the court in that outfit?" He rushed into the court, pointed at the referee and yelled loudly.

The referee did not pay attention to him immediately, but instead showed a yellow card to Neville who had just run into Messi!

Manchester United fans in the stands booed the black referee desperately.

This move was simply adding fuel to the angry Manchester United players. A group of people surrounded the referee and pulled it, opening their mouths as if they wanted to eat the small referee in front of them. Torres also took a yellow card for protesting. If someone hadn't pulled it, he wouldn't have rushed up and punched the referee.

"Ha!" Ferguson laughed instead of anger, "I want my people to give you yellow cards! If I were Gary and Fernando, I would give you a fucking red card! You bitch are the black whistle!"

The fourth official came over again and said in a stern tone: "Mr. Ferguson! Please pay attention to your words..."

"Sir Fourth Official, please pay attention to your referee's conscience!" Ferguson pushed back with a bad attitude, "What is this? What is this? You are a fucking murder! You murdered our goal and bite it back! Great! Is this UEFA's ultimate skill? Send off my starting goalkeeper, blow my goal, and then give Barcelona a goal! That's great! I have to applaud you! I'm so fucking proud!!"

Ferguson became more and more angry as he scolded, and he swears all the fourth official's face, and the fourth official's face gradually turns dark.

"We have no problem with our goals, and you can watch it a thousand times to replay it! Barcelona's goal shouldn't have appeared at all! You UEFA robbers! Extremely shameless! Do you think this will prevent us from winning the championship? Don't be proud! Don't be too happy too early!"

Ferguson pressed his head against the fourth official and scolded him angrily.

The fourth official pressed the microphone clipped to his ear and notified the person to deal with the mad dog in front of him.

It was not easy for the referee who was surrounded on the court to break through, so the fourth official was sprayed with saliva by Ferguson for nearly a minute. During this period, the game could not proceed normally. After celebrating the goal, the Barcelona players were waiting for the Manchester United players to kick off the ball, but found that they all surrounded the referee and asked for an explanation. The Manchester United head coach on the sidelines was competing with the fourth official. Barcelona fans in the stands kept booing at Manchester United.

It's simply messy!

Rijcard stood on the sidelines and was happy to watch the show. Anyway, time would be delayed, and it would be Manchester United who was unlucky. They received so many yellow cards in this game, and now Ferguson doesn't want to stay in the coaching seat when he sees this, and Manchester United doesn't have any threats.

He now especially hopes that Ferguson will scold him more and it is best to take action directly. Although he has no grudges with UEFA, this will definitely ensure that Ferguson is sent off.

The referee finally broke through the heavy encirclement of Manchester United players and ran to Ferguson. Along the way, the Manchester United players chased his butt and continued to protest, and the referee turned a deaf ear.

He ran to the sidelines, and the fourth official turned around and left Ferguson's saliva splash range, lowered his head and said a few words to the referee. Then he saw the referee walk up to Ferguson and pointed at him and said seriously: "You need to be responsible for every word you say, Mr. Coach."

Ferguson looked playful and joking, "Of course I'm responsible. Do you want me to repeat all the words I just said in front of you? I'm very happy, Mr. Referee."

"I'll tell you, Mr. Coach..."

"Stop pretending, referee, you blow off one of our goals, and then help Barcelona score the equalizer goal, put the knife on my neck and snatch our victory. Now there is still a face to run here and point at my nose and sue me? What are you sue me? Jing tells me the truth? Jing tells me that I accidentally hurt your soft little heart? Oh, baby, that must have been intentional..." Ferguson was erect and choked the referee for a very quick tone and couldn't say a word for it for a long time, but he had his own way. He pointed his finger at the stands. The meaning was obvious, and Ferguson was sent to the stands.

Ferguson began to applaud, and his mouth was still provoking: "Beautiful job! He was so fucking beautiful job! Mr. Black, why didn't you send all my team off? Look, half of them have already carved a yellow card. You just need to find any excuse and they can get out of here!"

The referee ignored Ferguson's provocation and pointed his finger firmly at the stands.

The stand behind Manchester United's coaching seat sounded gloomy whistles and laughter.

"Look at what happened on the sidelines! Alex Ferguson was sent to the stands for contradicting the referee! For Manchester United, this is really... too bad and bad! They were sent off the starting goalkeeper, the score was equalized, and the referee was kicked out of the court... The game can be declared over in advance, right?"

"But this game is really a lottery. In the end, there were many highs, one after another..."

Ferguson turned toward the stands, and the fourth official shouted at his back: "I will write all this into the match report in detail, Mr. Ferguson!"

"Whatever you do, UEFA's robber." Ferguson waved his hand indifferently.

"I will write down this sentence, too!"

Ferguson ignored him anymore. When he walked to the stands, he was so angry that he decided to make an action to vent.

He raised his right hand high, and under the attention of several cameras and more than 80,000 people in the audience, he made an action of counting money...

The smiles on the faces of the Barcelona fans who were watching jokes froze, while Queiroz turned his face away and refused to watch them again.

After a brief uproar, in the stands where Barcelona fans were, lighters, coins, mobile phones and other things that could be thrown were smashed like rain. However, they were too far from Ferguson, and these things did not pose any threat to him.

"..." The commentator also spoke after being frightened and silent for a while. "I can guarantee that Alex Ferguson's action will cause him a lot of trouble after the game. This is not a matter of being sent to the stands... Does he know what he is doing?"

The commentator continued: "Of course he knows that he is against the whole world." (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!