Football's Number One Madman

Chapter 309 Returning to White Hart Lane

"Tottenham Hotspur, ranked third in the Premier League last season, is currently ranked second in the standings. These two figures are enough to illustrate their strength."

In the team's tactical analysis meeting, assistant coach Worro first introduced the opponent's situation:

"In the past month, they beat the league leader Chelsea 2:0 at home, but then they drew 2:2 with Manchester City, and were tied 0:0 by Sunderland. The last round was 0:2. Against Liverpool, the state is ups and downs. And the main central defender Vertonghen and left back Danny Rose were injured two weeks ago, so they should not be able to keep up with this game."

Another assistant, Phil Neville, turned on the projector:

"Tottenham is a troublesome team. They not only respect the wing attack, but also pay attention to the control and penetration of the center, and they also have a certain ability in air combat.

In their lineup, there are not only speedy wingers such as Sun, Walker, and Rose, but also technical midfielders such as Eriksson, Ali, and Lamela, as well as tough guys like Wanyama and Dyer. , so their characteristics are very complex, and it is difficult to deal with them with one tactic.

But most importantly, they have Harry Kane, who is the top scorer in the Premier League. This is a very versatile striker, and our defense must cheer up. "

He opened a video:
"Let's see how Liverpool's defense handles him first!"

Van Dijk and Jones, who were still playing in the Premier League last season, invariably restrained their smiles and focused their eyes on the big screen.

Looking at the British striker, who was restrained by Lucas Leiva, who even played as a guest central defender, Lee Polo curled his lips in disdain.

[Merely Kane, I beat him all over the place two years ago! 】
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There are only two days left for the Valencia team to prepare for the game. On February 2, they arrived in London collectively.

"Pochettino has done a very good job at Tottenham. He is one of the best Premier League managers in recent years. Tottenham's performance in the past two seasons speaks for itself."

In his pre-match press conference, Gary Neville praised his opponent.

Lee Polo added lightly:
"If he can win two or three titles, even better!"

Fatty Bo, who was not far away, was so angry that his fat face trembled!
[This bastard, which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted! 】

[In the environment of the Premier League, Tottenham, who are reluctant to spend money, is already a great achievement to be able to enter the Champions League every year, okay? 】

[The club chairman and general manager didn't speak, what qualifications do you have to ask me to win the championship? 】

[Negative sentiment from Pochettino, +49! 】

After provoking Bo Pang a little, Li Boluo started to get down to business:
"White Hart Lane, this is the second time I have visited here. Although it has only been two years, it makes me feel nostalgic."

He stretched out his index finger and tapped his forehead lightly, showing a suddenly realized expression:

"I remember, it was a Carabao Cup game and I scored a long-distance goal for Wimbledon!"

He nodded slightly:
"With that goal, we defeated Tottenham, entered the final of the League Cup, and won the first championship trophy since my career. Now speaking of it, it is full of memories!"

Pochettino's face was full of black air.

If this wasn't his home field, he would have left long ago!
【Why can't you say anything without the champion? 】

[Football needs to enjoy the process, is there a champion...is it important? 】

[Pochettino, +163! 】
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A day later, on February 2th.

This was originally a romantic holiday, but I don't know if it's a coincidence, every year on Valentine's Day, Lee Polo plays games...

Moreover, he also met an old enemy.

[Negative emotions from Dele Ali, +74! 】

Just standing in the player tunnel, Li Poluo received a strong resentment.

Ali only glanced at him, and then looked away, but Li Poluo could feel how strong the fighting spirit aroused from him was!
Li Poluo smiled lightly, and decided to take the initiative.

"Hey, buddy! You didn't perform well in the national team match last time! You won't be able to enter next year's World Cup..."

Since the two teams were separated by a railing, Li Polo could only shout from a distance, but before he finished speaking, he was blocked by two burly security guards.

The big man who was at least 1.9 meters tall reminded him in a muffled voice:

"Sir, please keep quiet!"

Li Poluo glared at him bitterly.

[Which coach led this bad head? 】

[As long as it is an away game, there will almost always be security guards who will stop me from saying hello to my opponent! 】

[As a teammate of the national team, is it okay for me to exchange feelings with Ali? 】

[Bo Fat, you Argentine, can't you wait to see England stumble in the World Cup? 】
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The security guards blocked the way in the player tunnel, and the players ran faster and faster during the handshake session...

Tottenham's players obviously borrowed from Manchester City's experience and lessons, and did not give Lee Polo a chance to develop his language skills.

Looking at Harry Kane who was running away, Li Poluo curled his lips in displeasure.

[Recent experience, the rise is a bit slow! 】
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"Drip~~~"

Blüch, the famous whistle from Germany, blew the whistle to start the game.

Kane kicked back to Alderweireld before crossing the halfway line.

He had just taken two steps when he was stopped by Li Poluo:
"Hey, Harry!"

Kane buried his head in the charge without hesitation, and rushed directly to Van Dyke's side.

"..."

Li Poluo looked at his back in the distance speechlessly, and couldn't help spitting on the ground.

[I just want to say a few words to you! 】

[Don't force me to play guard again! 】
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"Li Polo seemed to want to say something to Kane, but the latter didn't stop to chat at all."

Commentator Lineker from the UK keenly noticed this picture.

The guest who partnered with him was Carragher. The former Liverpool legend even laughed at himself:
"I doubt whether the two of them can chat normally. After all, Kane's accent is weirder than that of Liverpool players..."

Lineker laughed loudly:

"You're right. But... looking at it from another perspective, isn't there an obvious competitive relationship between these two players, Lee Polo and Harry Kane?"

Carragher froze for a moment, then nodded quickly:

"That's right, between them, it is not only a competition between the top scorer in the Premier League and the top scorer in La Liga, but also a competition for the future top scorer of the England national team!"

Before he could finish speaking in a loud voice, the director's camera turned to the stands.

In the VIP box at White Hart Lane, the coach of the England national team suddenly appeared!

Under Southgate's gaze, the first player to perform was not Kane or Lee Polo, but Valencia's central defender—Phil Jones!
Van Dijk stared at Kane, and Eriksson could only send a pick pass to Sun Xingmin, but his pass was just stopped by the Korean striker on the penalty area line, and was stabbed by Jones who was in place in time!
Bernat on the left did not dare to neglect. After taking two steps forward, he passed directly to the front left. DePaul passed Dembele, who was rushing up and pressing, and quickly moved forward with the ball.

Seeing Wanyama rushing to defend, DePaul didn't dare to covet the ball and delay the opportunity, and quickly passed the ball to Rodrygo on the left wing.

Rodrygo faced Tottenham's right-back Kyle Walker. The strong and fast Walker completely suppressed him. Although he got a kicker, his cross was directly It flew over the entire restricted area and landed towards the corner flag on the right...

"Shh~~~"

The stands in White Hart Lane suddenly booed and gloated and laughed everywhere.

Rodrigo blushed, feeling a little ashamed of being a ghost.

But before he was ashamed, Figuli retrieved his undercover pass from near the corner flag!

The boos were half gone in an instant.

Tottenham's left-back, a rotational Ben Davies, was much thinner than regular Danny Rose, and Figueli leaned him in behind and passed back. Parejo who came to meet him.

Captain Pa didn't pause after receiving the ball, he just slanted his right foot slightly and threw a lob pass!
The distance was only 20 meters, but the arc he pulled out happened to fly over the head of the 188cm Dyer!
Lee Polo slapped the horse out!

He didn't wait for the ball to hit the ground at all, he just got off the ground in the process of anti-offside!

Alderweireld stretched out his hand, but it was still a step too late!
"Whoosh!"

Accompanied by sparse applause from the fans of the visiting team, the referee announced... the goal is valid!
1: 0!

It took less than 5 minutes for Valencia, who was playing away, to win first!
(End of this chapter)