All of the Manchester United players' attention was on the three Forest players in the penalty area. Even if it was Albertini, only Roy Keane was able to block.
After George Wood stopped the ball, there was not a single Manchester United player wearing a red home jersey within five or six meters of him!
No one thought that Wood, who almost never participated in the offense, would appear so close to the opponent's penalty area.
Even the commentator did not expect it. He exclaimed, "George Wood! When did he show up here?! "
No one came up to interfere with his position. He could fully adjust the distance between the football and himself, and then calmly swing his leg and hit the football with great force …
Albertini did not shout, "Shoot!" as usual. Instead, he quietly clenched his fist, as if to help Wood build up strength.
Wood looked down at the football at his feet. Albertini's words kept ringing in his mind:
If you don't try, how do you know you can't do it?
Remember the shooting training you received in the youth team? What did the coach say? Straighten the arch of the foot? … Whatever!
He swung his right leg.
"George _ wooooo — Wow …" The commentator was going to use a drawn-out voice to shout Wood's shot, but the last shot really made him unable to get excited …
Wood used all his strength to shoot the football to the second level of the north stands …
Manchester United's goalkeeper, the American Tim Howard, was very nervous before Wood shot. As a result, when he saw the football fly out, he just jumped symbolically and did not even raise his hand — the ball was still ten meters away from the goal!
"The defensive midfielder, Wood, cleared the siege with a big foot and kicked the ball into the stands." The commentator could only describe the shot in this way because it was more in line with the situation just now.
Wood was a little disappointed with his own performance. He stared blankly at the stands behind the Manchester United goal. Until Albertini came over and patted him on the shoulder. "Good job."
Wood did not understand why the captain said that. He looked at Albertini quizzically.
"This is a start, a good start." The kind Italian smiled.
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Wood's terrible shot was thanked by the Manchester United fans with boos … They were really unfriendly.
Off the field, Kerslake saw that Wood had not chosen to pass the ball and had instead chosen to shoot for goal, which was a rare sight. He turned his head to look at Twain. Tang En saw the doubt and incomprehension in his assistant manager's eyes. He shrugged. "It wasn't my intention."
This scene is so familiar … Tang En recalled that in the match against Arsenal, Albertini had also encouraged Wood to take the initiative to plug in and participate in the offense.
Albertini quickly ran up to comfort Wood after he shot the ball away. A smile appeared on Tang En's face. He had found the right person for this veteran!
Kerslake asked, "Do we need to remind him, Tony?"
Twain shook his head. "No, why should I remind him? David, don't you think this is good? "
"But we wasted a great opportunity …"
"Compared to a growth that I look forward to, I'm willing to waste ten such opportunities. David, you also came from the youth academy. Do you remember what young players need the most? "
Kerslake scratched his head. "Uh, I think it's not the English Premier League now? It's different from the Youth Team matches … "
"Of course, this is the English Premier League. But we have a lot of talented young people. Why do they play in our team? Because we can give them a lot of opportunities, more opportunities than anywhere else. For such beneficial attempts, not only can we not criticize or stop them, but we have to encourage them. I think this is no different from the Youth Team. " With that, Tang En stood up and walked to the sidelines, then gave George Wood and Albertini a thumbs up.
After doing this, he walked back and sat in the technical area. He continued to say to David Kerslake, "Of course, about the problem of George's shooting … I think it's necessary to consider adding more shooting training to his daily training …"
Kerslake smiled. "Tony, I thought of the time you brought George to the Youth Team training base to look for me. What made you think so highly of him and value him so much? "
Of course, Tang En could not say that he brought Wood to the Youth Team training base in the first place to placate the silly boy.
"Because I saw a quality in him that many people don't have: stupidity."
"Stupidity?" Kerslake did not quite understand.
"Well … because he's stupid, he knows he needs to put in more effort to be able to stand on this field like others. Because he's stupid, he never dares to slack off. Have you ever seen him slacking off in training? "
Kerslake shook his head. "I only see him giving himself extra training."
"Yes. It's because he knows he's still a long way from the others. If he doesn't work hard, it's impossible for him to become a qualified professional player. To be honest, I didn't see any talent for playing football in the beginning. With that kind of physique, he might have a future as a track and field athlete. But later, his performance completely conquered me, and I decided to give him a chance. "At this point, Tang En rested his chin on his hand and looked at the field.
Manchester United was attacking. George Wood was behind the captain, Albertini, staring warily at the opposing players. Compared to the George Wood who appeared on the sidelines of the Forest team's training ground for the first time and clamored to receive training in the First Team, he had completely and thoroughly not only looked more like a professional player.
He was now a true professional player, purer than many players who were more famous than him and made more money than him.
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"Nottingham Forest's George Wood wasted their best scoring chance since the start of the game. Maybe they'll soon regret this rash handling. Because they're facing Manchester United! They'll be punished for wasting opportunities! "
Just as the commentator was going on and on, Manchester United's attack was stopped by the combined efforts of George Wood and Albertini.
Scholes attempted to dribble past Albertini and then lure Wood up to distribute the ball.
Before Albertini could completely bypass him, George Wood had already rushed up and made a fierce, but not a foul, frontal tackle. Scholes, who was worried about injury, jumped up. Wood slid past his crotch and shoveled the football away.
But Manchester United's offensive was not over yet!
Roy Keane followed Scholes and rushed forward …
Wood also got up from the ground and continued to pounce on the football.
The Manchester United captain met the ball and shot furiously!
"Roy —"
The commentator's howl had just begun when he saw the football bounce back violently.
The muffled sound could be heard throughout the stadium. Keane's powerful shot hit the face of George Wood, who had rushed up to block his shot.
The shot was so powerful that the football bounced high and flew straight out of the sideline from the middle of the front of the penalty area. Wood fell backward and fell on his back to the ground like a sandbag!
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