Starting as a Defensive Midfielder at Real Madrid

The opening goal Leon scored against Manchester United was his 26th in the Premier League this season.

With it, he once again leapfrogged both Cavani and Suárez, reclaiming sole possession of the top spot on the Premier League scoring chart.

At that moment, both Cavani and Suárez were sitting on 25 goals. Cavani had already played in this round without scoring, and Suárez’s match had yet to kick off.

So Leon’s lead wasn’t exactly secure—if he wanted to cement his spot atop the Golden Boot race, he needed to score again.

Suárez had caught fire toward the end of the season.

Despite carrying two immature attacking partners, he still managed 25 goals and 10 assists—a terrifying level of individual output.

The only silver lining?

Liverpool had already lost their chance at a Champions League spot.

United still had hope, but for Liverpool, only Europa League qualification was left to play for, and that would likely affect Suárez’s motivation.

The English media had been full of sympathy for Suárez.

Last season’s Golden Boot winner.

Four goals in this year’s Champions League group stage—only for Liverpool to crash out early.

Knocked out of the Europa League soon after.

No hope in either of England’s domestic cups.

And still, Suárez had dragged his team forward, carrying them while mentoring the squad’s young forwards.

Across three Premier League seasons, he was nearing 80 total goals and had already surpassed 100 goal contributions.

A striker of this caliber—yet only one Champions League season to his name in England.

Who wouldn’t feel it was a waste?

If not a top-tier giant, he at least deserved to be a core starter at a Champions League regular.

Even if he left the Premier League next season, La Liga or the Bundesliga would welcome him with open arms.

This season, had it not been for Liverpool’s flawed tactics, Suárez might very well have retained his Golden Boot title.

By contrast, Leon could be considered lucky.

Had he run into last season’s version of Suárez and Cavani firing on all cylinders, he might not have had a shot at the scoring title.

Even now, 26 goals was an impressive feat for a midfielder—it had taken everything he had.

Last year, Suárez and Cavani had both cracked 30 goals, right up until the final matchweek.

Suárez even broke Ronaldo’s record for most goals in a Premier League season post-restructure.

But regardless of luck or skill, Leon now stood alone at the top—undisputed.

To lead the Premier League in scoring as a midfielder was already a miracle.

And now, Leon was pushing that miracle into record-breaking territory.

With the title already clinched and no pressure from the league, Chelsea were more than happy to help Leon chase individual glory.

United, still rattled from conceding first, were barely holding on.

Chelsea smelled blood.

They pressed aggressively, pushing United’s backline into full retreat.

Leon considered dropping back to help cover, but Van Ginkel and Lampard urged him forward.

With his midfield partners this confident, Leon accepted the invitation.

United, who had started the match with aggressive intentions, were suddenly being forced back.

Di María and Mata still tried to wrest back midfield control—but their teammates had lost heart.

Fellaini and Herrera focused solely on defense, which splintered United’s midfield.

The wingers wanted to attack.

The central midfielders dropped back.

And Rooney?

Stuck in limbo.

Van Gaal wasn’t one to sugarcoat problems.

He stood on the touchline, arms crossed, and began barking orders.

From his perspective, the only way to restore United’s rhythm was to double down on attack.

They were already away from home and trailing. If they lost their nerve now, Chelsea would seize control completely.

They had quality up front.

Di María and Mata were threats on the wings.

Rooney still patrolled the middle.

And if Falcao struggled?

Fellaini could be pushed forward as a battering ram.

Van Gaal still had cards to play—but defense remained his greatest worry.

So, the die was cast—United had to push forward.

Mourinho respected Van Gaal’s aggressive mindset.

Still, with a one-goal cushion at home, Mourinho had complete faith in his rotated squad.

And now, things were really heating up.

Chelsea’s young rotation players were bold and fearless, holding their own in both attack and defense.

But all eyes remained on Leon.

United fans prayed he wouldn’t find another counterattacking chance.

Chelsea fans chanted his name, hoping he’d score again and solidify his Golden Boot lead.

And of course—the assist tally counted too.

Leon had already provided 18 assists this Premier League season.

Two more, and he’d hit the legendary 20-goal, 20-assist double milestone.

Last season, he’d missed it by a single goal.

Chelsea fans had lamented it for a year.

Now, they were determined—Leon had to break Thierry Henry’s record this time.

Even the players wanted it.

But sometimes, trying too hard to funnel the ball to Leon backfired.

United focused their defense on him, and Chelsea’s counterattack rhythm suffered.

Meanwhile, United’s wing play started clicking.

Angel Di María stepped up.

Twisting past Lampard and Ivanović on the wing, he fired in a sharp cutback.

Falcao’s run dragged Karlo Lás out of position.

Maguire couldn’t rotate over fast enough.

Rooney found space.

He didn’t go for power—he finessed it.

A pinpoint finish, slotting just inside the near post.

Čech reacted late, beaten cleanly.

1–1.

In the 34th minute, United had pulled level.

United fans around the world screamed with joy.

From hell to heaven—in one moment.

Thousands of United supporters at Stamford Bridge roared in unison, releasing the tension they’d held all match.

United were still alive.

And with time remaining, the race for fourth was still in their hands.

As Long as They Overcome Chelsea, The Rest of the League Is a Breeze for Manchester United!

Van Gaal let out a huge sigh of relief on the bench.

Mourinho, on the other hand, pursed his lips and shook his head—not exactly dissatisfied, but the way the match had played out had certainly gone beyond his expectations.

On the pitch, Li Ang didn’t blame his teammates in the defensive line.

He was, after all, one of the people in the football world who understood Di María’s abilities best.

Sending an aging Lampard and Ivanović to go head-to-head with a rampaging Di María was no different from sending lambs to the slaughter.

The last time these two teams faced off in the league this season, Manchester United’s situation was far worse than it is now.

At that time, Van Gaal hadn’t yet figured out his ”big circle” tactics. United suffered successive losses early in the league, and Di María was even considering an exit. Naturally, he wasn’t giving his all for the team then.

But now, Manchester United were just half a step away from breaking into the Champions League zone. Forget any of that ”for the team” nonsense—even just for his own future, Di María had to give it everything he had!

Li Ang’s expression grew heavy.

To show respect for his old teammate, he decisively dropped back to help on defense.

This time, neither Lampard nor Van Ginkel patted their chests to promise they’d cover for Li Ang defensively.

Chelsea began a full defensive contraction, and with Li Ang dedicating more energy to defense, Chelsea’s back line finally steadied itself.

Manchester United launched a few more aggressive attacks in the final minutes of the first half, but all came up short. The first half ended with the score tied 1-1.

At halftime, Mourinho didn’t immediately make tactical changes. Instead, he let the players take a proper break—recharge physically, and reflect on their first-half performances.

It wasn’t a matter of underestimating their opponents. Rather, Chelsea’s starting lineup needed to respect to this Manchester United side, who were on the brink of breaking into the Premier League’s top four.

About five minutes into the break, Mourinho clapped his hands to get everyone’s attention in the locker room.

”Alright, from this point on, forget about the first half—forget the match, forget the score. We’re starting from scratch against Manchester United.

We’re going to make some tactical changes—not in defense, but in how we counterattack...”

Mourinho’s instructions were clear and concise.

Li Ang listened intently and completely agreed with his manager’s strategy.

In the first half, Chelsea had just as many counterattack opportunities as United.

But each time Chelsea regained possession, the players instinctively looked for Li Ang first. This was a gift for United’s defenders.

Normally, Li Ang is the core of Chelsea’s counterattacks, but he’s rarely the first to carry the ball forward.

He’s best used after a transition—timing a late run forward to deliver the final pass or finish the move himself. That’s when he’s most dangerous.

The players who should be carrying the ball more in transition were Hazard or Salah.

And the one who should be acting as the tactical fulcrum was Drogba.

You can’t eat hot tofu if you’re too impatient—it’s a simple truth.

Now that they had a moment to settle down, the Chelsea players in the dressing room understood what to do in the second half...

Soon, the second half kicked off again.

With tactical and mental adjustments made, Chelsea played with far more composure.

Li Ang still covered a wide range on the pitch, but this time, his teammates weren’t so single-minded about getting the ball to him immediately.

Hazard and Salah began to take turns aggressively driving at United’s defense.

Chelsea’s attacks were now built around these two sharp wingers, rather than forcing plays through the center.

With Drogba holding the middle, playing as a target man and distributing the ball, Chelsea’s offense had much more stretch and variation.

Li Ang still ran a lot, but now he made more off-the-ball movements, which prevented United from swarming him as easily. This added considerable pressure to United’s back line.

Before Hazard had even hit full stride, Salah had already taken Luke Shaw to school multiple times in one-on-one situations.

When a defender can’t win his duel, he has to call for help.

Luke Shaw’s lack of defensive experience showed, and Salah used him as the point of breakthrough, tearing open United’s defensive structure.

In the 59th minute, with United’s backline pulled out of position, Li Ang dropped back to receive the ball, made a quick and decisive switch, and delivered a lethal through ball!

”Li Ang has the ball… he plays it! Hazard is through on De Gea! He’s onside! It’s in!!!”

Zhan Jun’s iconic voice exploded from the broadcast booth, thrilling Chinese fans everywhere!

And at Stamford Bridge, Hazard—having received Li Ang’s pass and slotted home the one-on-one—spread his arms wide and raced excitedly toward the corner flag!

The momentum of the match had shifted again. At this critical juncture just before the 60th minute, Chelsea had demonstrated their resilience!

As the entire Manchester United team tensed up and tried to regroup for another offensive push,

Chelsea didn’t fall back or turtle up.

Instead, they chose to clash blades with United once more, just like in the first half!

This time, however, Chelsea were far more composed and disciplined.

Li Ang didn’t demand that his teammates pass to him to pad his stats. He played like he always did: a team-first mentality.

Anxious, Manchester United opted for a more direct and aggressive attacking style—which left more and more space behind them.

In the 73rd minute, Li Ang and Van Ginkel executed a pincer move to dispossess Fellaini.

Facing Rooney’s press, Li Ang calmly shifted the ball sideways.

Lampard, receiving the pass, instantly launched a long ball toward Drogba!

Even though he was past his prime, the African beast still stood tall as a tactical pivot.

Despite tight marking from Smalling, Drogba managed to head the ball down perfectly to the onrushing Salah on the wing!

Li Ang and Lampard charged forward together, while on the left, Hazard also made a sharp cut inside toward United’s penalty box!

Chelsea’s quick counterattack sent chills down the spines of Manchester United fans watching at home!

This time, Salah didn’t even give Luke Shaw a chance to close down.

He feinted an inside cut, causing Shaw to retreat and shift inward—

Only for Salah to suddenly cut the ball down the line instead, decisively driving to the baseline!

This time, his cross was pinpoint accurate.

Drogba made a dummy run at the near post, forcing Smalling to follow.

And surging in like a battering ram from the middle, Li Ang connected perfectly with a diving header!

The ball once again soared past De Gea’s desperate fingertips and crashed into the back of the net.

At that moment, the hearts of Manchester United fans shattered.

3–1!

The result was all but decided—the suspense had ended!

”Premier League goal number 27! His 40th of the season! Li Ang! This is a milestone match for him!

Manchester United won’t be getting the result they wanted today.

Just when they saw a glimmer of hope, Li Ang and his teammates shut it down with a fierce response!

Today at Stamford Bridge, there will be no surprises—no comeback stories!”

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