"I predict 2:0, Liverpool wins!"
Gerrard's prediction was relatively conservative, he mentioned a 2:1 score.
As soon as these words were spoken, Gerrard's two commentary partners exchanged a knowing smile.
"Stephen, oh Stephen, you're overestimating Manchester City's forwards too much. You should know that in the last round, they could barely score a goal against Southampton at home; they're going to score at Anfield? I don't believe it!"
"Look at their starting forward, it's Iheanacho, who was in the youth team last season; he's probably not even as good as Bony, who missed three one-on-ones in the last game!"
Neville and Carra laughed dismissively.
Gerrard just nodded slightly but didn't say anything.
Among the three in the studio, he was the only one who had truly faced Tang Long on the field.
This Liverpool team's soul had truly experienced Tang Long's prowess.
