novelraw Chapter 583 - 397: From "Missed Chances King" to "Ball Snatching King," Icardi’s Diving Header Becomes a Joke!
Chapter 583 - 397: From "Missed Chances King" to "Ball Snatching King," Icardi’s Diving Header Becomes a Joke!
China, Tianjin Guard, at a certain barbecue stall.
Mao Biao, who was rolling up his sleeves and gnawing on some kidney, suddenly froze, then sneezed loudly with an "Achuu".
"Huh, who’s thinking of me?"
There’s heating in this room, it’s not cold at all, why did I suddenly sneeze?
Mao Biao felt quite puzzled, touched his nose, and continued to take big bites of the kidney.
...
Icardi awkwardly got up from the ground.
He took a tumble and did a somersault, ending up right inside the net.
"Ah, spit, spit, spit!"
His mouth was full of grass, and there was a muddy taste that he kept spitting out.
That attempt to score earlier— no, that missed opportunity, it’s all because of his overwhelming desire to score.
The ball from De Bruyne hadn’t even arrived, and he already made a sliding shot.
He ended up sitting squarely on the ball, the ball getting pinned right on the goal line while he rolled into the net!
To cover up his own embarrassment.
Icardi deliberately made an exaggerated frown, then bent over and started loosening his shoelaces, loudly muttering:
"Ah, it’s all because my shoelaces are too tight, I wondered why running felt so uncomfortable!"
De Bruyne was just ten meters away from Icardi.
He heard this sentence clearly.
He was left completely baffled!
De Bruyne’s eyes were filled with confusion.
It was like a groggy morning after drinking fake wine, not only confused but also very headache-inducing~
Saying I didn’t pass the ball to you, but I just did.
A brilliant counterattack.
I sprinted all the way from the center to the wing, gritted my teeth, and coordinated with Damian.
Even passed by Kolarov with ease.
Aimed for the gap at the far post to pass to you.
Such a big open goal, you missed it, didn’t even apologize to me, and you still have the nerve to blame the shoelaces?
If you can’t even go to the bathroom, are you going to blame gravity for not being strong enough?
As the saying goes, sincerity can penetrate metal and stone.
But sincerity is human strength, whether the metal and stone open is in the hands of fate.
At this moment, fate was not on Manchester United’s side!
Icardi’s teammates were all in a daze.
Rooney, Lingard, Damian, Carrick, all stared dumbfounded at Icardi tying his shoelaces inside the box.
Rojo, who was supposed to be throwing the sideline ball as a fullback, even forgot about it, stood there frozen, looking at him as if he were a monster.
The scene fell into silence.
Then Tang Long was the first to laugh～
Three seconds later, Etihad Stadium echoed with an uproarious laugh!
The volume surpassed even when Tang Long assisted Agüero in opening the scoring.
All the spectators were clutching their bellies, laughing heartily;
Laughing so much that they slid off the smooth blue seats, sitting on the ground laughing～
The Manchester United legends in the stands collectively questioned their sanity.
Van Nistelrooy held his raised arms in mid-air, with his smile frozen;
Giggs, who was roaring with joy as Manchester United equalized, at this moment, only his mouth remained wide open, as his throat produced no sound;
Scholes, with a dazed look, even slapped himself, wondering if he was dreaming?
Manchester United’s manager Van Gaal sat on the ground with a backward flip, lamenting:
"Even my granny could score such a goal, and Icardi didn’t manage it!"
The happiest people were the Manchester City players.
Goalkeeper Caballero knelt on the ground, crossing himself, thinking this must be an act of God, letting him escape disaster;
Agüero slid on his knees on the ground in full view, as if he had scored a goal himself;
Ranocchia walked up to Icardi, who was bending over tying his shoelaces and sneakily observing the reactions around him, pulled up the Argentine forward.
"Mauro, you’re amazing," Ranocchia admired, sincerely giving him a thumbs-up, "I’ve been playing as a defender since I switched at 12, it’s been 15 years, and I’ve never seen any defender make such a clearance. How about you join me as a defender, we could be in the same business."
Icardi glared at his former teammate, still defiant,
"Hmph, I’m letting you off easy this time, next time, you won’t be so lucky!"
At this moment, the broadcast footage began reviewing Icardi’s spectacular performance.
The director was obviously moved, even though three replays were enough, he insisted on replaying it six times.
From the front, back, above, goalkeeper angle, player angle, a 360-degree all-round, perfectly presented this artistic display.
The commentary room bullet comments reached a climax since the start of the match!
-[After watching the replay, I get it, Icardi laid an egg!]
-[Is it possible that he deliberately didn’t score, just like Mauro and Mao Biao, only scoring the difficult ones, overlooking the easy ones.]
-[That’s right, if De Bruyne hadn’t shot earlier and passed to him, maybe he could have scored, but this one, he couldn’t!]
-[That’s the only explanation because I can’t think of any other reason.]
-[Icardi probably has no face to meet De Bruyne now, he surely has none.]
-[No face? Do you believe it, that he will still ask De Bruyne to pass next time!]
Icardi walked up to De Bruyne, seriously patted his shoulder.
"Good job, Kevin, well done just now, that’s progress! Keep passing like this, the goals will come, don’t be discouraged!"
De Bruyne: "..."
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to 0, both teams entered halftime.
The visiting team’s locker room was dead silent.
Everyone looked at Icardi.
They were puzzled to no end, wondering why on earth did Icardi not score such an easy goal that even their granny could score?
Rooney came in, furious, picking up a water bottle on the ground and smashing it down heavily, the bottle burst open, sports drink was all over the floor.