Come on, everyone, celebrate to your heart's content! Celebrate a little longer!"
Zhao Zhao rushed into the midst of the players. In fact, besides celebrating the goal, he had another objective: to remind everyone.
The match time was almost up. Every second they could stall was a second gained. Ideally, they'd run out all of the stoppage time!
So, Anichebe, the goal-scorer, began his elaborate celebration.
First, he mimed drawing a bow and shooting a large eagle, then he pretended to sweep with a charge, and finally, he spread his arms and stood in front of the away fans' stand, looking as if he was enjoying their cheers.
Just as he was about to do another "Siu" celebration, the referee rushed over and stopped him.
It was a good thing the referee arrived in time, otherwise Anichebe probably would have performed every classic celebration in the world!
On the other side, Zhao Zhao was also continuously waving his fists at the fans, releasing the fervent emotions in his heart.
Of course, he did this partly to cooperate with the performance and stall for time, and partly because he was genuinely excited!
Although he had already seen this goal in the system simulation, how could he not be excited to score a last-minute winner against Manchester City at Etihad, in an away match?
Even an ordinary fan, or even a neutral fan, watching such a scene on TV at home, might jump up in excitement, let alone Zhao Zhao, who was a participant and designer of this match!
And when the Sunderland players finished celebrating and returned to their own half, they all came to the Coach's bench, high-fiving the coaches to celebrate again.
Especially towards Zhao Zhao, the players all gave the young Coach a big hug.
From the start of the match to the stalemate in the middle, and then to the final winning goal, almost every step was within Zhao Zhao's calculations, which once again demonstrated Zhao Zhao's astonishing predictive ability.
Who wouldn't respect and love such a Coach?
And this scene was also captured by the live broadcast cameras and presented to fans all over the world.
Chinese fans in front of their televisions were even more emotional about this:
"Who would have thought that today's Chinese football, truly going global, would be through a Coach?"
"Yes, look at the Sunderland players' eyes when they look at Zhao Zhao; they are full of conviction and even adoration!"
"Don't talk about them, I adore him too! I never thought there would be a Chinese person so well-regarded in the world's top League!"
"It's truly rare. Our Chinese players used to play in the top five Leagues, but there really hasn't been a single Coach. And today, one appears, and he's top-tier!"
"Upstairs, coaching Sunderland isn't considered top-tier, is it?"
"Not top-tier? He's only coached a few matches, and he's successively defeated world-class Coaches like Mourinho and Guardiola, and the team he's leading has such a big difference in strength. If he's not top-tier, who is?"
"Don't speak too soon, the match isn't over yet."
"It's already over! Look at how much time is left? Manchester City still wants to catch up? That's highly unlikely!"
"Exactly. Look, even the Sunderland players are still celebrating, the match hasn't resumed…"
On the field.
Anichebe was still not satisfied when he returned to the field.
He suddenly sat down on the grass, closed his eyes, and made a meditation pose, remaining still for a long time!
This time, the Manchester City players couldn't take it.
Already frantic, how could they tolerate the Sunderland players celebrating for so long?
Yaya Touré even rushed forward directly, trying to pull Anichebe up.
The referee also quickly came over to prevent physical contact between the two, then swiftly pulled out a yellow card and gave it to Anichebe!
The reason was simple: deliberately delaying the match!
Anichebe didn't argue, returning to his own half with a grin, ready for the kick-off.
After celebrating for so long, using so many celebration moves, it was more than worth it!
And Manchester City, of course, was very anxious.
Not only were the players anxious, but Coach Guardiola was also very anxious.
He truly hadn't expected that after his full-on attack, Sunderland would succeed with a surprise raid!
"I was still fooled by Zhao Zhao," Guardiola sighed, stroking his bald head.
This doesn't seem to be Guardiola's fault for being careless; it feels like anyone would have been fooled.
Sunderland's performance in the previous 90 minutes was too realistic; anyone watching would think they were aiming for a draw, for 1 point away from home.
But just as Manchester City's stamina dropped and their defense was exposed, Zhao Zhao immediately waved his flag to direct the attack, instantly forming a local numerical advantage on the field.
And then, with a simple routine, namely an overlap on the wing followed by a cross, they killed Manchester City with a header!
Who could have imagined that?
But now Guardiola had no other option.
All he could do now was continuously make gestures and blow his whistle on the field, urging his players to attack, attack, and attack again!
After Sunderland scored, they celebrated for several minutes, and now the referee could blow the final whistle at any moment!
And at this moment, Zhao Zhao slowly began to make a substitution.
He used his last substitution slot, bringing on midfielder Rodwell and taking off veteran striker Defoe.
Defoe was also very experienced; he wasn't in a hurry to leave the field, but instead walked while applauding towards the away fans' stand.
Kompany was so anxious that he rushed over to pull Defoe off the field, but Defoe remained unhurried, walking at his own pace through this agonizing journey for all Manchester City people.
The referee couldn't say much about this; after all, Defoe's pace was neither fast nor slow, and giving him a yellow card for delaying time would be too much.
And after Rodwell came on, Sunderland's formation naturally shifted to a 4-5-1, which was Zhao Zhao's most commonly used defensive formation in training.
This substitution, besides wasting a little more time, was of course aimed at defending resolutely again!
Zhao Zhao's instructions were very clear: "formation retreat," "maintain strict discipline," "try to delay time as much as possible…"
This time, they truly completely retreated to their own half, with no intention of counter-attacking!
After the referee's whistle, Manchester City indeed pushed forward in full force, while Sunderland pulled all 11 players back.
Their formation remained tight, organizing a dense defensive line at the edge of the penalty area, not giving Manchester City players more space.
Manchester City could only repeatedly loft the ball into the penalty area, only to have it headed out again and again by Sunderland's tall center-backs.
And once Sunderland gained possession, they would directly dribble the ball to the sideline, heading straight for the opponent's corner flag, playing there for a while to further run down the clock.
There was very little match time left to begin with, and with this, Manchester City clearly became deflated.
And the moment the referee blew the final whistle, the entire Etihad Stadium was first silent, then the cheers of the Sunderland fans who had traveled for the away match erupted!
"We won! We really won!!!!!!!"
And on the Coach's bench, Zhao Zhao also embraced Breswell and the other coaches.
Then, their embrace was broken by the players rushing down from the field.
Everyone gathered together again, celebrating once more.
The last time was for a goal, but this time, it was a true victory; they could finally celebrate without holding back!
However, this time Anichebe did not strike various poses; instead, he used the most straightforward method.
He picked Zhao Zhao up, carried him on his shoulders, and then walked towards the away fans' stand, letting the boss receive the cheers of the fans!
Well, after all, only a few minutes had passed since his last celebration, and he really couldn't think of any more tricks…