Football's Number One Madman

Chapter 54 The Winter is Coming
After this wave of two consecutive victories, the atmosphere in the Wimbledon team finally returned to relaxation.

Early the next morning, Cox made an announcement before practice:
"The results of the draw for the first round of the FA Cup have come out. On November 11, we will play away at York City."

All eyes turned to the schedule posted on the wall.

There are still 9 days before the FA Cup, and before that, they still have a league game to play.

Adrey rubbed his chin:

"Is it the opponent of the second division? Where are they ranked now?"

Cox replied without thinking:
"I remember they were about to fall into the relegation zone a few weeks ago."

Captain Fuller took out his phone and searched:
"Right, they have fallen into the relegation zone now, with 15 points from 12 rounds, ranking 22nd, 2 points more than Tranmere, which we just killed last weekend."

Upon hearing this, Adrey immediately made a decision:

"This kind of rookie, our substitute lineup is enough! The most important thing at the moment is to expand the lead in the league and win the ticket to advance to League One as soon as possible!"

This time, all the players agreed and no one dissented.

After all, it's just York City, not Manchester United!

How can you kill a chicken with a butcher's knife!
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On the morning of November 11, when Li Polo boarded the bus with the team and was about to go to the next away game, he received an email from the club's financial staff.

This means that the salary and bonus for October will arrive soon.

Due to the three-game suspension, although he has just signed a new contract, his overall income is still not ideal.

Wimbledon participated in a total of 10 games in October (7 league games, 5 League Cup game, 1 British Championship game). Lee Polo played 1 games and won all of them. Substituted, scored 4 goals, no assists, 4 clean sheets.

Basic salary: already paid in advance.

Appearance fee: 4*50=200.

Winning bonus: 4*30=120.

Goal bonus: 4*100=400.

Zero seal bonus: 3*30=90.

Total: 810.

Looking at the number at the end of the bill, Li Poluo couldn't help frowning.

[After a month of hard work, I earned 800 yuan! 】

Oh, by the way, if it wasn't for the club's generous red card penalty of 300 yuan, he would only receive a bonus of 510 yuan this month!
Reeves, who was sitting next to him, came up:
"Don't look at it, there won't be an extra zero if you look at it again!"

Li Poluo turned off the phone, and asked him solemnly:

"Let me ask you, you said we beat Manchester United so violently in the League Cup, why didn't they send scouts to contact us?"

Reeves opened his mouth:

"what?"

Li Poluo slumped on the seat with some distress:
"We have successively killed high-level teams like Milton and Manchester United. Shouldn't they pay attention to our performance? Shouldn't they give me a trial training opportunity?"

Akinfenwa in the front row laughed out loud:
"Little guy, your imagination is quite rich!"

Xie A also shook his head:
"The Premier League and us... are almost two worlds. A League Cup game can't explain anything."

Li Poluo glanced at him:
"No, it was you who just encouraged me to work hard a few days ago, and now you are pouring cold water on me?"

Xie A didn't expect to be stunned by his own words, so he could only laugh at himself:
"You're right, I suddenly want to meet Arsenal in the FA Cup or League Cup."

Akinfenwa raised his arm and exerted a little strength, his muscles suddenly twisted like steel, he grinned:
"Hahaha, if you want to talk about Arsenal, I won't be sleepy. I can single out their entire defense line alone!"

The whole bus was filled with joyful laughter:
"Hahaha, those little girls will definitely be scared to cry by you!"

"Ahem, that's too much."

"I have been a fan of guns since I was a child. If you dare to mess up again, I will fight you hard!"

Adrey, who was sitting at the front, finally couldn't listen anymore. He coughed, turned around and took a look:
"I just heard that after only three months of this season, someone wants to contact some Premier League team?"

He raised the majesty of the head coach, the players immediately shut their mouths, and everyone's eyes were focused on Li Poluo intentionally or unintentionally.

Of course Adrey knew which "big baby" picked the head, so he smiled and asked:
"Young man, you have been very active recently."

Li Poluo shook his head innocently:

"Boss, I've been working hard! And..."

Adrey didn't listen to his feeble explanation, and said with a stern face:
"If Manchester United buys you, it's better to keep Welbeck, because he will at least grab points in front of goal."

Li Poluo froze for a moment, but Reeves next to him patted his thigh and laughed unscrupulously:
"Boss is right, this guy's shooting is really bad!"

When dealing with his roommates, Li Poluo never lacked vocabulary, and immediately retorted:

"If I'm right, I've scored more goals than you and Aziz combined!"

Riverston fell silent for a moment.

After all, although his position on the field is higher, his position in the team is just an ordinary rotation. The number of starting games is not comparable to that of Li Polo, let alone scoring goals.

Aziz, who has not joined the discussion but was shot while lying down, is not happy:

"You two, what are you doing on my head?"
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After a journey of 150 kilometers, the whole Wimbledon team arrived at the destination of this trip, which is located in Northampton in the central part of England.

The city has many theaters and museums with a strong artistic atmosphere, and is a city that closely combines traditional culture and art with modern commerce.

Although only 22 people.

As soon as they stepped out of the bus, many players couldn't help but sneezed, and quickly took out their coats from the suitcases, and some even put on down jackets directly.

Cox looked up to the sky, and a crystal clear snowflake landed on his nose:

"Winter is coming!"
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At three o'clock in the afternoon, the 16th round of the league officially started.

The unexpected rain and sleet seemed to want to bring some obstacles to the Kuangbang. Although the Northampton staff urgently dealt with the turf, when the players from both sides lined up and walked into the stadium, the turf had already changed. It was wet and slippery.

The team that respects technology more, of course, hates bad weather more.

Compared with Wimbledon, which is still considering which tactic to use, Northampton, ranked 18th, does not need to think so much at all.

Long balls, body collisions, this is the eternal magic of England's low-level teams!

Adrey and his players didn't care too much. After all, the central defender combination of Lee Polo and Phillips rarely suffered from high-altitude balls.

This is exactly how the situation has developed.

In the 19th minute, Li Polo completed his second header to clear the siege. Porter, who was guarding near the landing point, crossed the wing for the first time. The left back Smith swung his left foot and made a straight pass over 30 meters. , found Dubis who was guarding near the center line.

None of the experienced Dubis chose to take the lead in the charge. Instead, he took a few steps closer to the center and cooperated with Akinfenwa, who served as the fulcrum, for a simple collision with the wall, bypassing the home team's central defender who was blindly chasing the ball. Start to speed forward.

Almost at the same time, Aziz on the right also rushed out from the back line, and immediately formed a double ghost attack!
The goalkeeper of Northampton had no choice but to abandon the goal and chose to pounce on Dubis who was dribbling the ball, but Dubis was not greedy for credit, and pushed the ball slightly to the right, and was thrown to the ground by the goalkeeper ...

Aziz, who slapped the horse on the horse, easily pushed the empty goal and was about to rush to the sidelines to celebrate wildly, but heard a sharp whistle:

"drop!"

Aziz's first thought was:

[I'm not offside! 】

But he turned his head and looked over, only to see Dubis, who had sent him an assist, lying in front of the goal with a face of pain, with bright red blood oozing from his socks.

"Sh*t!"

Adele shook his fist angrily.

Cox has notified the team doctor Douglas to rush to deal with:

"The field is too slippery, the goalkeeper didn't catch it!"

Although their goals were effective, they ended up with a main striker injured!
(End of this chapter)