The path to becoming a football legend began with being ousted from Carrington by Manchester United.

For the experienced Napoli players, they knew all too well that with the opponent completely controlling the game, scoring another goal would be extremely difficult.

Moreover, Lavezzi, one of the attacking trident, had already been substituted, so even though the score was tied, they had no choice but to continue defending.

The Napoli players were far more frustrated than Aguero, a Manchester City player, when Lin Yi snatched victory from their grasp.

Cavani, who scored a goal in this match, has already begun to fantasize about leading his team back to the Champions League and winning in their first match, returning to Napoli to enjoy the fans' adoration, and how he will replicate the glory that his predecessor Maradona brought to Napoli in the future.

Now that Lin Yi has messed things up, he's incredibly resentful.

"What a lucky dog!" Cavani sneered sarcastically. "The prodigy the British media talks about, I thought he was all that great, just someone who gets lucky and picks things up?"

Aguero scrutinized Cavani, silently applauding him: "Don't let his resemblance to Quasimodo fool you, this guy actually makes a lot of sense!"

Lin Yi said earnestly to Cavani, "You look to be over forty, right? You should be more careful. Stop talking, what will you do if another one comes in?"

The referee's long whistle interrupted their conversation. Including stoppage time, there were still nearly thirty minutes left in the game, and Manchester City was not without hope of winning at home.

Now that the score is tied, taking a step back is not a step towards a brighter future for Napoli, but a step towards a vast ocean.

Despite their frustrations, Napoli, as a fourth-tier team in the group, could accept taking a point away from home.

Captain Cannavaro clapped his hands vigorously, reminding his teammates to grit their teeth and strengthen their defense.

"Wake up, everyone! We can't let Manchester City score again!"

Apart from Cavani remaining in the attacking third, all the other Napoli players retreated to participate in the defense, parking the bus in front of the penalty area, to see how Manchester City would break through.

Seeing the opponent's situation, the conservative Mancini went all out, bringing on his last striker, Balotelli, and replacing center-back Lescott.

Manchester City also switched to a three-center-back formation, with four forwards on the field at the same time. In addition, with Nasri, David Silva and Yaya Toure as attacking midfielders, Manchester City went all in when the game was about 70 minutes in!

"Old Black! Old Black! Come over here!" Lin Yi called out to Balotelli, who had just come on the field.

Having experienced countless instances of racial discrimination throughout his life, Balotelli's face contorted with anger: "What did you just call me? Are you looking down on my skin color?"

Lin Yi slapped Balotelli on the back of the head, leaving the god completely stunned. This was just too much bullying.

"Open your eyes wide and look! I'm a yellow man, we're all victims of racial discrimination. How can you idiot not tell friend from foe?" Lin Yi said, exasperated.

Balotelli stared wide-eyed, looking quite intelligent.

"Then don't call me Lao Hei anymore, and I won't be angry."

"Got it, you big black guy." Lin Yi pointed to the all-white Napoli defense and continued, "These people's ancestors invaded my ancestors, enslaved your ancestors, so tell me, how should we treat them?"

"Kill them? I'll go right now!"

Lin Yi quickly reached out and grabbed Balotelli, who had already started rolling up his sleeves: "With my skills, taking their lives would be a piece of cake. Why would I need you?"

"Then you go?"

"Screw you! What we should be doing is defeating them, making them tremble with fear, and kneeling at our feet begging for mercy. Isn't that more satisfying than killing them?"

Balotelli was captivated by the scene Lin Yi described. He grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, and began to fantasize with longing.

After waiting for a while, and still not seeing the other person come to their senses, Lin Yi could only slap Balotelli again to pull him back to reality.

Why did you hit me again?

"Mario, show me your muscles."

Balotelli rolled up his sleeves to show off his biceps.

"Look at my mighty black man, I'm giving you a mission: go into their penalty area, fight those white guys physically, do everything you can to disrupt them, and then when you have the chance, give me the ball, and I'll destroy them."

"Okay, Lin, I'll listen to you."

Watching Balotelli's triumphant figure disappear into the distance, Lin Yi anxiously cautioned, "Don't just start hitting him."

Having successfully tricked Balotelli into switching positions with him, Lin Yi then retreated to the outer perimeter, leaving Dzeko and Balotelli to engage in a physical battle with their opponents inside the penalty area.

Unlike Aguero's style of playing on the perimeter, Lin Yibin doesn't actively take the ball or participate much in passing between teammates. He's like an old man doing his morning exercise in a park, wandering around the edge of Napoli's penalty area, seemingly up to no avail.

The person who understands you best is often your enemy.

While everyone else was baffled by Lin Yi, only Aguero astutely noticed that Lin Yi's eyes were darting around suspiciously, clearly indicating he was up to no good.

In the 77th minute of the match, Balotelli, who had been diligently following Lin Yi's advice and battling in the opponent's penalty area, finally got the opportunity he wanted.

Taking advantage of the opponent's stamina dropping, Balotelli shoved him away and successfully took position, just as Nasri's cross from the wing arrived.

"Never be a slave!" Balotelli roared, overpowering Cannavaro to head the ball back.

Lin Yi, who had been taking a leisurely stroll, suddenly started moving, seizing the ball with lightning speed, gently controlling it with his left foot, and then shooting with his right.

The football skimmed the grass, weaved through the dense crowd in the penalty area, and slipped into the goal through the gap between the goalpost and De Sanctis's hand.

2-1, Manchester City finally turned the score around. Before Lin Yi, who scored the goal, could react, he was tackled to the ground by an excited Balotelli. Then, one by one, everyone jumped on top of him, and a small blue hill appeared out of nowhere on the Etihad Stadium.

Lin Yi, on the verge of suffocating, desperately tried to crawl out, but Balotelli held him tightly, shouting in his ear, "Lin! I did it! Didn't I avenge our ancestors?"

With his life hanging by a thread, Lin Yi had only one thought in his mind: "Emma, ​​come on, give me a son, and when he grows up, he'll kill Balotelli and avenge me!"

Having narrowly escaped with his life, Lin Yi was eager to know if the other party had submitted, so he asked the dejected Cavani, "Hey! You over there, the guy in his forties, are you satisfied now?"

Cavani retorted stubbornly, "Hmph! Anyone can score a goal! I could have scored that one too! You're just relying on your teammates, aren't you? You're just rich at Manchester City, so what?"

Lin Yi felt a genuine sense of respect: "That bastard's got a really stubborn mouth!"