Football's Number One Madman

Chapter 771 I want to fight!

Due to the underdeveloped mobile phone repair technology in Europe, Cesc Fabregas failed to find a reliable repair master in the end.

So he simply replaced it with a new one.

After turning it on, he opened the chat software with anxiety.

What caught his eyes was indeed a guy whom he noted as "Spee":

"No shame in losing to Liverpool, Cesc."

"However...if you also lose in the League Cup, I will definitely take your skin off when I go back!"

After repeatedly confirming that Li Polo was free from yin and yang, Cesc Fabregas breathed a sigh of relief.

In the absence of the core of the team, it is normal to lose to a strong enemy like Liverpool.

But... the opponent in the League Cup is just a team from the fourth tier of League Two. Even if Chelsea sends U18s to play, it is absolutely impossible to lose, right?

Fabregas, who was originally full of confidence, suddenly froze for a moment.

[Fourth level? 】

[England B team? 】

After careful consideration, the legal guide made the most prudent decision:
"At least five main forces must be sent!"

This game must not be lost!

Once you lose, it will not only make Chelsea and yourself a laughingstock, but also make Chelsea lose a championship trophy! -
On September 9th, Li Polo, who had finished his retreat, watched Chelsea's League Cup match in his hotel room in Doha.

Chelsea's opponent is Grimsby from the League Two.

Li Poluo was not familiar with the name of this team at all.

When he played for Wimbledon, the team was still playing in the amateur league (the full name of the English Football Council National League). It was not promoted to the second division in 2016, so there is no intersection with Li Poluo.

Sure enough, Fabregas did not underestimate the enemy. He set up a semi-main lineup, using the traditional 442 formation.

Giroud and Abraham, one old and one young, form the forward line, one tall and one fast.

Odoin, Golovin, Barrios and William form the midfield.

Criscito, Rudiger, Tomori and Azpilicueta form the defense.

Argentina's old goalkeeper Caballero also got a rare starting opportunity-after all, he is 38 years old.

Neither the process nor the result of the game was disappointing. Giroud scored a hat-trick with a head kick in the first half and secured the victory early.

As Golovin, Odoin, William, and Remy blossomed, the score completely lost suspense.

In the last few minutes, coach Cesc Fabregas even couldn't wait to replace himself!
It's a pity that he just lost the ball because of the long-term battle, allowing Grimsby to hit a counterattack, and finally succeeded in a sneak attack...

8: 1!

[You pay us the zero seal bonus! 】

Looking at the resentful eyes of his teammates, especially the substitute players, Director Fa gritted his teeth:
"This month's team activities... I will pay for Fabregas!"
-
August 9th finally arrived.

For Premier League fans, this was originally just an ordinary Friday. If you want to enjoy the Premier League game, you have to wait until 24 hours later. …

But in the afternoon of this day, millions of people in England turned on their TVs, computers, and mobile phones in unison, looking for live broadcast signals all over the world:

"That damn World Cup in Athletics...where can I watch it live?"

"What World Cup, people call it the World Athletics Championships!"

"It's just a title, what's the difference?"

"Is there a free link?"

"Li Polo, we don't want to pay to see it!"

"I'm not his fan, so what's wrong with watching hotlinks?"

"I watch his games just to black him better!"

……

The 2019 Doha World Championships officially opened!
The first day was the opening ceremony, and the rest were the qualifying rounds for various events, mainly for those weak players. With Lee Polo's current status in the track and field world, he didn't need to participate at all.

British Athletics had asked him for his opinion a few months earlier:
"Which projects are you going to sign up for?"

Li Poluo only glanced at the list of items, and drew a circle casually:
"As long as the time does not conflict, I can participate in all!"

He also stood at the national level and put a high hat on himself:

"As long as I can win more honors for the British Empire, it's worth it even if I'm a little tired!"

The officials of the Athletic Association were moved, and then rolled their eyes:
"According to the regulations, a player can only sign up for a maximum of 3 individual events and a 4*400 team relay..."

Li Poluo couldn't help frowning:

"I spent so much time training, and then took three weeks off, is it just for three gold medals?"

——He directly ignored the subsequent team relay race, because the British Empire has no competitiveness in this event. Even if he can gain a large enough advantage alone, other teammates may not be able to maintain it...

After thinking about it, he took out his cell phone and made a call.

The officer on the opposite side suddenly became nervous:

"This matter, even if you ask Mr. Chairman, you can't solve it!"

Lee Polo shrugged his shoulders:

"Of course I know, the British Athletics Association can't control this matter. So I'm going to call the chairman of the World Athletics Association!"

The chairman of the World Athletics Association, Sebastian Coe, a legend in British track and field, has won the title of baron by virtue of his family's profound heritage and his own efforts. This verbal honorific title is undoubtedly more honorable.

"How many extra projects do you want to participate in?"

After receiving Lee Polo's call, he didn't push three obstacles, but gave the green light:

"Yes, you can choose three more projects to sign up for."

They are all citizens of the British Empire, and he is willing to take care of his juniors a little bit more.

Unexpectedly, Lee Polo did not let go:

"Six is ​​still a little less, round up a whole number for me!"

Baron Ke, who was drinking tea and reading the newspaper, almost sprayed the black tea in his mouth all over the female secretary's face!
Baron Coe wiped the stain on his crotch and said angrily:
"Although I am the chairman of the association, I can't do whatever I want, and the officials of other national associations will never agree to such a thing!" …

But Lee Polo immediately resorted to his trump card:

"You can tell them that as long as you agree to this request, I will never participate in the future World Track and Field Championships!"

Baron Ke was stunned for a moment, and quickly weighed in his heart.

He had to admit that using this condition to bargain, it might really be possible to get other associations to nod.

After friendly communication, the World Athletics Association issued a temporary announcement shortly before the opening of the World Championships:
"In order to better promote track and field events, according to the results of the association's internal voting, British player Li Poluo is now specially allowed to qualify for the following events:

1. 100 meters

2. 200 meters

3. 400 meters

4. 800 meters

5. 1500 meters

6. 5000 meters

7. 10000 meters

8. 3000m obstacle course
9. long jump

10. Marathon..."

Although the Athletic Association did not publicize it with much fanfare, as long as Lee Polo's name was involved, the reporters who were already ready to move immediately caught the news!

The entire sports session caused an uproar again!

Those contestants who have signed up for the competition - 99% are male contestants, all wailed!
"Lee Polo! You devil!"

"The public enemy of world athletics! Everyone gets to kill him!"

"Participating in ten events alone, how despised the heroes of the world?!"

"The pinnacle of prestige? Or ruin? Lee Polo challenges the world's track and field athletes!"

[Negative emotions from all over the world, 9 million! 】

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