What he wanted to express through this match was the obsession in his heart, how he wished every fan could understand it!
Guardiola was like an artist at this moment, and this work on the field was his masterpiece. As for the outcome of the match, it was not unimportant, but simply not worth worrying about.
After this period of team training, he could clearly see that the overall strength of the Manchester United team had surpassed that of Manchester City, which he had previously managed. Even if they were not absolutely invincible yet, they were close!
Therefore, even if the players were allowed to play carelessly, it was unlikely they would lose, let alone against West Ham United.
Cao Baiming continued to watch the field meticulously, trying his best not to be disturbed by the noisy fans around him. He wanted to see more, as this Manchester United was like his own son.
Indeed, from the seventh minute onwards, the team gradually gained control of the rhythm. By now, West Ham United could no longer get possession of the ball.
The football was passed back and forth between the feet of several top ball-control masters in midfield. Others couldn't intercept it or dispossess them, being toyed with like monkeys.
By the twentieth minute of the match, the possession statistics had reached a two-eight split.
This kind of football was despairing for West Ham United. Anyone who had played football knew that the most unbearable situation was not being thrashed by an opponent with a score of eight-zero, but being behind and completely unable to get the ball!
Even if the head coach's tactical instruction was to intensify pressing and ball possession, it was futile because they simply couldn't win the ball.
The players could only run around the field, running here and there, unknowingly covering several kilometers, without even touching the ball once!
This made one question, was I even playing football?!
In the 24th minute, Cancelo and Verratti exchanged a quick one-two pass, and then suddenly shifted the ball to Neymar on the wing. Neymar received the ball almost from the halfway line.
With a few simple steps, he beat two players, then exchanged a wall pass with Hakimi and entered the penalty area!
Neymar saw Messi's run, but his own angle seemed better. He unleashed a powerful shot directly towards the goal!
The stadium erupted! A nuclear blast from thirty meters out, with immense power!
As expected, it directly breached the goalkeeper's defense, and Manchester United scored another goal!
"Beautiful!!! A long-range shot from outside the box by Neymar, the entire move can only be described as elegant!"
Cao Baiming sat on the sidelines, applauding with satisfaction.
But amidst the cheers and shouts of the entire stadium, his own applause was barely audible. The fans were too wild, even more so than the players on the field.
However, they combined couldn't match Guardiola's madness, because at this very moment, he was planning the next substitution!
He intended to replace Hakimi with Luke Shaw!
And Hakimi was the hero who had just combined with Neymar to break through the opponent's defense!
Cao Baiming foresaw Guardiola's next move. He could understand why Guardiola intended to do this; in fact, it was not an easy decision.
To understand a madman, one at least needs an even more insane madman, and Cao Baiming fit the bill.
It was simple: the match was no longer in doubt, and Guardiola wanted the team to resemble the old Barcelona, as that was the theme of this match.
Hakimi's style of play was a bit too flamboyant, making it seem out of place.
However, perhaps Guardiola, like Cao Baiming, was also very excited seeing the previous goal and Hakimi's performance throughout the match, because he might be the key to rapidly elevating Barcelona's traditional possession-based system to the next level!
Cao Baiming could only silently hope that he was just playing around with this match and wouldn't do it again next time!
Soon, he did exactly that. With two consecutive substitutions, the fans were shocked and excited.
At this moment, all the fans' heartbeats couldn't slow down. Like the West Ham United players on the field, they had given up.
The match continued. Before the end of the first half, Suarez scored another goal with a header. The three of them each scored a goal within forty-five minutes of play, as if it were a pre-rehearsed script!
With such a perfect score going into halftime, who could stop them from soaring to the heavens?
The entire stadium was in a constant state of excitement, while Cao Baiming quietly fell into thought.
In this match, he had seen what he wanted to see and understood the chemical reactions that could occur within such a tactical system.
However, Cao Baiming knew that with Guardiola's ability, there were probably still some deeper aspects he couldn't see, and it was appropriate to give him some pointers.
During the halftime break, some were happy and some were sad. As Manchester United fans, they were naturally overjoyed.
The second half began, and the lineup remained unchanged, indicating that Guardiola was determined to stick with this style of play until the end of the match.
The most miserable were the West Ham United players. They knew that the opponent might not even be playing at full strength, essentially playing around while achieving this score.
But they were completely powerless to fight back!!!
At this moment, Cao Baiming saw a somewhat familiar figure walking from behind, intending to sit in the row in front of him.
This seat had been empty since the start of the match. Now, this tall, thin man in a suit had arrived. He had likely missed the first half.
Cao Baiming's gaze was instantly drawn to this person, and a feeling told him that he should know this person!
He was in the VIP section, so he must be someone of importance!
At this moment, as the man was preparing to sit down, Cao Baiming gently tapped him on the shoulder.
The man turned around, and in that instant, everything became clear. The sexy beard and handsome face on him already bore his name: Beckham!
"I didn't expect to see you here!" Cao Baiming said proactively.
Beckham had also flown from a distant land specifically to attend his birthday party, and had approached him recently when building Manchester United.
Beckham paused for a moment, but quickly recognized Cao Baiming.
To avoid being recognized by too many fans, Cao Baiming was heavily disguised, wearing a hat with the brim pulled low. To outsiders, he just looked like an ordinary handsome guy.
Beckham's expression was one of surprise.
"Isn't this the team's big boss? My goodness!" Beckham looked at Cao Baiming, then at the match unfolding below.