The atmosphere at Carrow Road was as lively as ever.

The two commentators in the studio were ready to go.

"We've seen the starting lineup Falk has put out. Besides the goalkeeper, Ospina on the front line, and Shilo, the main forward from last season who has just recovered from injury, the other eight starters are all rotation players, even fringe players who barely get a chance to play!" Rod said, introducing the starting lineup, and then looked at Brooke. "Brooke, what do you think of the lineup Falk has arranged?"

Brooke, who had always sneered at Falk and criticized his lineups whenever he had the chance, was silent for a few seconds before finally nodding. "I think Falk is right this time. Not only is he right, he's practically my hero. No true Norwich fan will complain about his starting lineup at all!!!"

"Apart from the Norwich media, all the English media are pessimistic about Norwich! They believe Manchester United will beat us to a pulp!

"Dave will be smug after the game, telling everyone that he was right, that Norwich simply doesn't have the ability to compete in the Premier League, and that Zhao is just a discarded player swept out of Manchester United!

"Everyone thinks Norwich is bound to lose, to be thrashed.

"But, is what everyone thinks is going to happen actually going to happen?

"Falk disagrees, Zhao disagrees, and all the Norwich players and fans disagree! They will make Manchester United cry all the way back to Manchester!

"They will make everyone who is bearish on Norwich slap themselves hard in the face!

"So, this time, facing the all-substitute lineup fielded by Millwall, I won't criticize Falk. Instead, I'll tell him that I love him to death!

"That's right, we're going to let Manchester United know next week in the Europa League that Norwich isn't a loser. Even if Norwich is a loser, it's a loser that can beat Manchester United!"

Brooke's face was flushed as he shouted. Even if they lost at home to Millwall this time, no one would blame the players or Falk.

On the sidelines, Zhao Gang and a group of main players were still waiting.

All the main players had received Falk's notification before the game.

He would be using a complete substitute lineup for this league match.

All the main players would rest up to face the challenge of the Red Devils of Manchester United in midweek!

"Why did the coach change his mind?" Mendy asked in a thick voice, huddled there in his training shirt, very puzzled.

He had almost jumped for joy when he heard the news.

Conserve energy and prepare to face Manchester United!

The league game next weekend would be the same. They would devote themselves wholeheartedly to the battle with Manchester United!

Zhao Gang glanced at Falk on the sidelines, passionately directing the players on the field.

As a coach, Falk was at best conscientious. His tactics were not particularly advanced.

But as a mentor, he always thought of his disciples.

He didn't want them to get hurt, either physically or mentally.

"Maybe the coach doesn't want to miss this opportunity either?" Phillip guessed. Or was it the management's idea?

Did Norwich need a strong opponent like Manchester United to boost their commercial value?

"Zhao? What do you think?"

"I don't know, but this is good news for us. That's enough!"

The others next to him nodded repeatedly.

Zhao Gang gritted his teeth. He had to win this time.

Whether for himself, his teammates, Falk, or all the fans!

Dave, Manchester United, I'm coming!