Football: When you are at Manchester United, you must score goals

Chapter 147 FA Cup Final

"C Ronaldo... hit the door!"

"The ball...was thrown!!"

"Manchester United didn't end the game! Lin Lingqi and Ronaldo, who we trusted the most, had their penalty kicks saved!!"

"The players of the Roma team are roaring loudly, which is in stark contrast to the silent Manchester United players next to them!"

"But Manchester United haven't lost yet! Now it's a round to decide the outcome!"

"The sixth Roma team played was Smalling who gave Manchester United a penalty for fouling in the penalty area! He stayed at Manchester United for nine years and made great contributions to the team, but he is now Manchester United's opponent!"

"Smolin's run-up... hits the goal!"

"The ball went in! Heaton judged the wrong direction!"

"Manchester United's sixth penalty is Fred!"

"Fred's run-up... hit the goal!"

"...It flew away!!"

"The game is over! Congratulations to Roma! They won the Europa League in the 22/23 season!! They defeated the powerful Premier League champion Manchester United! A very representative Mourinho-style victory!"

"Unfortunately, Manchester United once again fell in the penalty shootout in the Europa League final after two years!

They gave everything they could and gave us a great game, but football is like that, there are winners and there are losers!

This night does not belong to Ronaldo, does not belong to Lin Lingqi, does not belong to Manchester United!

I hope they can adjust their mentality well. Two days later, they will usher in the team's last game of the season, which is the FA Cup final with Manchester City!Good luck to them! "

Like the teammates beside him, Lin Lingqi slumped on the grass and lowered his head when Fred shot a penalty kick.

His mood was very heavy and depressed, and he couldn't hide his emotions. Anyone could see his disappointment and frustration.

Several cameras were facing him, and a cameraman was lying on the ground and slapping his face with a lens.

Lin Lingqi was upset and impatient, so he raised his hand and knocked the camera down on the ground.

"Don't go too far." Lin Lingqi warned with a cold face, glanced at the Roma players who were celebrating passionately, and walked straight to the locker room full of frustration.

Lin Lingqi, who was very disappointed, passed by the trophy on the sidelines, and then glanced at Dasha Talan who was looking at him worriedly on the sidelines.

Lin Lingqi squeezed out a forced smile, walked over and said a few words, signaling that she was fine.

Dasha Taran hugged him and comforted him softly, "In my heart, you are the best, please don't blame yourself, okay?"

"It's okay, I'm not that fragile... Do you want to spend a few days in Hungary with your friend?"

"No, I have a flight booked for tonight."

"Okay, let's talk when we go home."

Lin Lingqi returned to the dressing room, and his teammates changed clothes mechanically, which was completely different from the scene when they won the Premier League.

Ten Hag walked in and said to them, "Except for the first half, your performance was very good, I am very satisfied. Football is like this, if you lose, you lose. I hope you will remember the mood at this time and turn it into motivation. Next time, we'll win it back!"

Ten Hag said a lot of comforting words, and Lin Lingqi suddenly understood the difficulties of a head coach.

There is still a final to be played in two days, and there is not much time for them to adjust. The head coach needs to get their mentality back to a normal level. It is difficult, but this is the responsibility of the head coach.

After a while, someone reminded them to come to the stage to accept the award.

The loser has to go up to the stage to receive the medal, and pretend to be generous to congratulate the winner, what a fucking rule!

On the podium, Lin Lingqi grabbed the medal awarded by someone who did not know, held it in his hand and did not wear it on his body.

Standing there like a zombie and taking pictures, this feeling is too uncomfortable.

Careless, I should not come like Brother Luo...

Lack of respect?go tmd!

After being tortured for a long time, it was finally over, and I flew back to Manchester.

Dasha Taran hasn't come back yet, the earliest flight was booked by Manchester United, she could only take the next flight, Lin Lingqi let her play there for a few days, she probably was worried that he would insist on coming back.

When I got home, I hugged Alice on the sofa, and replied to some comforting words from some Premier League players who I didn't know very well. Di Lireba was the one who talked the most, and sent three voice messages.

Lin Lingqi only listened to one and replied politely. After finishing his work, he checked the football news. As expected, it was all about the post-match report of this game.

[Roma defeated Manchester United in a penalty shootout and won this year's Europa League champion! 】

[Mourinho, the king of the European finals! 】

[Desperate!After losing the game, Lin Lingqi broke the camera, and the reporter company is suing Lin Lingqi for equipment compensation and mental damage! 】

[Heartless!After Manchester United lost the final, Lin Lingqi chatted and laughed with the beauty on the sidelines! 】

[C Ronaldo refuses to accept the runner-up trophy, fearing he will be fined! 】

[Mourinho's tactical victory, Ten Hag dismissed get out of class! 】

【burst!Before the match, Lin Lingqi was educated for his arrogance and arrogance! 】

【shock!Lin Lingqi was invisible throughout the game, and the penalty kick was still taken by his teammates! 】

[Without the help of his teammates, Lin Lingqi is useless. How can such a person lead Huaguo football to victory? ! 】

Finally, this group of media has a chance to catch him and eat his traffic hard.

The foreign media evaluated his performance fairly. In this game, he was the third highest score among Manchester United players. The first was Casemiro, who performed perfectly on the defensive end, and the second was Heaton, who came off the bench.

It is the first time that the Chinese media has criticized him so overwhelmingly, and there was not so much criticism in the last defeat to Liverpool.

Immediately, Lin Lingqi thought of a possibility, maybe, maybe, maybe, some people in Huaguo Football think he is different from him, so there is no need to praise him.

Lin Lingqi didn't care much about the sounds from the outside world, she didn't feel any fluctuations in her heart, and went to sleep after taking a bath.

The next day, I had breakfast with Dasha Talan who had just come back. Seeing that he was fine, Dasha Talan was relieved.

Lin Lingqi told her to rest, he had to go to the training ground in the afternoon.

This morning was parent-child time with Alice, but Alice was too fat, and after playing for a while, she cuddled in his arms and acted like a baby.

In the afternoon, I arrived at the training base. Today is just a simple recovery training. The intensity is not high. I will work overtime at night, watch Manchester City's training videos, and listen to the coaches' tactical arrangements.

This schedule is also bullshit, just two days apart, two finals will be played.

The Manchester United players couldn't recover at all, while Manchester City rested for six days and were in good condition.

In the morning of the next day, I came to the training base and took the bus to set off.

Wembley Stadium again.

June 6, 3:15 pm, FA Cup final, Manchester derby.

This is Manchester United's last game of the season.

If you win, you will win the Triple Crown, if you lose, you will lose two championships in just three days.

Manchester United double-beat Manchester City in the Premier League this season.

But before the game, almost everyone believed that Manchester City would win.

Including Lin Lingqi.

His calf was a little uncomfortable, and he did not start the game.