Football: A late bloomer, starting with Leicester City

Chapter 127 officially reached the finals!Fox's father! ! (asking for monthly ticket)

"Beep!"

The referee's whistle came belatedly, and he pointed his finger at the center circle to indicate that the goal was valid.

The score on the live scoreboard was immediately adjusted, Manchester City 1:3 Leicester City.

This is the score of the second leg of the semi-finals. Taking into account the 2-1 score in the first leg, Manchester City is 3:4 Leicester City, trailing by a total score of two rounds.

As everything settled, all Manchester City fans immediately hugged their heads and fell from heaven to hell.

How can this be?

Countless question marks existed in their bodies. Chen Yufeng's super world wave shot from a long distance made their hearts tremble suddenly.

Leicester City scored on their last chance to kill them? !

The game is obviously about to end and enter overtime...

Their good situation and promotion situation were all reduced to nothing at this moment!
This is undoubtedly the heaviest blow, which is difficult for all Manchester City fans to accept at the first time.

If they are like this, the players on the field will feel even stronger.

Seeing Chen Yufeng running to the sidelines to celebrate wildly with his teammates, many Manchester City players fell directly to the ground and beat the ground with grief and anger.

"Fake!"

Fernandinho collapsed to the ground, feeling extremely regretful, as if blaming himself for not keeping an eye on the right person just now.

"what……"

De Bruyne looked lonely and squatted on the ground. He looked very tired and his face turned red.

Most of the other players were the same, and everyone felt that their legs were completely paralyzed and they fell to the ground.

Except for Joe Hart, who climbed up from the goal with a helpless look on his face, all the other Manchester City players fell to the ground, looking at the situation of defeat.

They lost completely, and accepting defeat is difficult for everyone.

"Manchester City's players lay on the ground. They tried their best, but in the end they couldn't stop the Blue Fox from advancing fiercely!"

"This is football! How can you not love football!"

"Perhaps, at this moment, the loneliness of the loser highlights the joy of the winner!"

"Manchester City's players deserve encouragement. At least they are the team leading most of the time and the team that holds the initiative!"

"But in the end, we would like to congratulate Leicester City! This group of grassroots players completed the counterattack in their own way and entered the League Cup final again after many years!"

“In March, let’s meet at Wembley Stadium to witness the real decisive battle between Leicester City and the winner on the other side, Liverpool!”

Zhan Jun seemed to have calmed down at this time, and he spoke one after another with excitement.

At this time, on the edge of the court, Pellegrini returned to the team's coaching seat and sat down.

He didn't act radically, didn't say too many words, he just turned around and walked away silently.

It's just that against the background of Leicester City's crazy celebrations, this old and famous coach will inevitably look a little lonely.

When Pellegrini sat in his seat and looked at the back of Leicester City 66, he felt a little absent-minded in his blue eyes.

Pellegrini knows that for him, with this goal, his coaching career at Manchester City ends.

He won the most important championship of his career here, the Premier League championship in the 1314 season, which was his honeymoon period with this club.

After that, there was the entire failed 1415 season. This season the team had no harvest and ended hastily.

Since then, team owner Mansour has criticized him.

This season is his last chance.

But with Chen Yufeng's winning goal, Manchester City's last competition for the championship ended at this moment.

The assistant coach next to him patted him on the shoulder to express comfort.

"fine."

Pellegrini waved his hand, feeling relieved and relaxed when everything was settled.

He no longer has any pressure. The next step is to accept the condemnation of Manchester City fans, accept the anger of boss Mansour, and deal with all public opinions.

Looking at the celebrating figure, the old handsome man's eyes now had a look of expectation.

He didn't know whether this old guy, who had just started his career, could break through the barriers of age and continue to be magical.

Although he said at the press conference that he hid his ticket home... Pellegrini no longer felt angry at this moment, but only felt admiration after relief.

At this age, he chose to make his debut at Leicester City with a group of players who were also outcasts, and he progressed all the way and performed phenomenally.

Not only are they making great progress in the Premier League, but they have also reached the final of the League Cup.

Perhaps, Leicester City really has a chance to win the final championship against Liverpool?

They deserve this ending, this fairy tale ending.

"Leicester City's Premier League points have exceeded [-] points?" The coach seemed to suddenly remember something and turned around to ask.

"Yes..." The assistant coach next to him nodded.

"It was really overwhelming."

Pellegrini sighed, and then asked after a moment of silence: "You think, what will happen if they win the final League Cup and the Premier League this season?"

The assistant coach turned his head suddenly and thought about this issue after seeing Pellegrini's serious eyes.

"I think football fans all over the world will be excited. This is what all neutral fans want to see most."

…………

"Beep! Beep! Beep—!"

Not long after, as the Manchester City players fired the ball in the middle circle in despair, the referee's three long whistles officially sounded, declaring the end of the game.After the carnival just now, Leicester City players once again entered a new round of carnival.

Countless people knelt on the lawn and raised their hands high.

Everyone cheered, they jumped, danced, laughed, and some even shed tears of excitement.

"Into the finals!"

"We have a chance to compete for the championship!"

"Come on! Lester!"

"Has the game over there come out? Will Crystal Palace or Liverpool advance?"

"It was Liverpool, the game over there ended earlier than ours."

"Don't be afraid of them, we faced them in the Premier League this season and won one and drew one!"

"Hahahaha! I didn't expect that we would have the opportunity to go to Wembley Stadium. That must be the happiest moment in my life!"

"..."

As they say, Wembley Stadium is the home of the England national team and the largest professional stadium in Europe.

It was even considered to be the greatest football stadium in the world!

He has witnessed the birth of too many legends, witnessed countless championships and trophies, and has accompanied the English for nearly a hundred years.

All English players, even European players, are proud to play at Wembley Stadium.

That will be a completely different feeling, and it represents an honor in itself!
Since a long time ago, this has been the venue for the League Cup final and the FA Cup.

The final is a single game, and there will no longer be two home and away rounds. Fans from both sides will basically get equal viewing quotas and go to Wembley Stadium to watch.

"I told you, we will keep moving forward!"

Chen Yufeng also came to the Expedition fans stand at this time, standing next to them and waving and shouting at the fans.

The excitement just now has not completely subsided. At this moment, as the game ends, it is mobilized again.

Looking at the crazy Leicester City fans, Chen Yufeng caught the figure of his father Chen Binghua in the back row.

Without saying much, Chen Yufeng climbed over the billboard again and walked up the stairs to the fans' stand.

"Wind! Wind! Hero!!"

"You are our hero! You must keep playing!"

"30 years old is nothing. If you can be in Leicester City, we will watch until you are 50 years old!"

"Hahahaha! I love you so much! You are our God in this game!"

The fans cheered, and everyone stretched out their hands to touch Chen Yufeng lightly.

They all wanted to touch their hero with their own hands.

Of course, after seeing that Chen Yufeng had a clear goal, the Leicester City fans quickly made way for Chen Yufeng to pass through the middle.

Chen Binghua, who was above the fans' stands, felt a little emotional when he saw his son walking over among the stars.

The Chinese are actually reserved at heart. The father and son hugged each other tightly afterwards. No one spoke, but Chen Binghua's body kept shaking slightly.

Fox's father next to him was a little envious for a moment. He kept patting Chen Binghua on the shoulder and felt the same way.

"Father!"

Suddenly, he heard a shout in German.

Turning his head suddenly, Fox, wearing a white jersey, followed the place where Chen Yufeng had just walked, passed through countless fans, and rushed over like an angel.

"Fox!!"

Fox's father suddenly collapsed emotionally and threw himself at Fox in tears.

Fox held back tears, pursed his lips and hugged his father tightly.

He has been fantasizing about this scene for a long time.

…………

In the VIP stands of the stadium.

"Clap!"

The goblet was slammed to the ground by Mansour. He stood up angrily and looked at the stadium through the glass, speechless for a long time.

"I will speed up negotiations with Guardiola, let Pellegrini finish the season, and then get as far away as possible."

Mansour's voice was not loud, but the pressure was still strong. The assistant next to him nodded quickly.

"That Chen Yufeng."

Mansour pointed to another part of Ittihad, as if he wanted to say something, but finally put his hand down.

"Forget it, I'm too old."

Mansour took a few deep breaths and couldn't help but said: "If he was 25 years old, I would win him at all costs."

"His performance was incredible and I've seen his amazing goals countless times on video on social media."

At this point, Mansour suppressed his anger and joked, "Unfortunately, the background board this time is my team."

He returned to his seat, crossed his legs, crossed his fingers, and calmed down for a while: "If Leicester City finally wins the championship, I might feel better."

"Congratulations to them and hope they beat Liverpool."

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