Football: A late bloomer, starting with Leicester City

Chapter 289 Is he a professional player? How can the strength of professional players allow them to leave the court standing?

"What?!"

"You really think we have no one! You sons of bitches!"

"Kill these Portuguese!"

Countless people from Leicester City rushed to the scene of the incident from all directions of the venue. Most of them were wearing regular uniforms and were not players or coaches registered with the club.

Those who managed the venue, repaired the turf, managed equipment, cleaned, and even physical therapists, masseurs, etc. all rushed forward at this moment.

This is the team they work for and the team they love.

Now that the team needs them, there's no reason why they can't play.

Are these Portuguese people really allowed to dominate the King Power Stadium?

Isn't that really a slap in the face?

Just do it!

Rush!

Dozens of people arrived at the scene of the incident in an instant, waving their fists and attacking the Porto players.

"Beep beep beep!"

The referee's emergency whistle kept sounding, and he hurriedly called the linesman to come over for help, hoping to stop the two sides in the conflict.

"suffer!!"

The entire King Power Stadium suddenly became noisy, and countless fans stood up to express their dissatisfaction.

If it weren't for the numerical advantage on their side, they would all want to go ahead and let this team that came all the way from Portugal test the strength of the English fans!

In the chaos, everyone in Porto suddenly fell on their backs.

The players must be afraid of being cruel because of fear of suspension and other reasons, but the new staff are not afraid.

What can the referee do to them?

Punishing the team and everything else is a matter for later, let’s help the players get rid of their bad temper first!

Since Porto wants to stir up trouble, don't blame them!

Countless fists were thrown at the Porto players, and many even stared at Marcano's ankles and kicked them!

"Ah..." Screams spread, and Porto's players fell to the ground one after another.

Some people covered their ankles in pain, while others covered their faces in pain. They all looked seriously injured.

"Security! Security!"

Both the referee and the linesman were at a loss and shouted loudly to the security on the side of the court.

It's a pity that this is the home ground of Leicester City and the security personnel will definitely act in favor of the English team rather than the Portuguese team.

All the police officers seemed not to have heard it, with their backs to the stadium and still looking at the fans in the stands.

This wave of inactivity is deliberate.

"Fuck you!"

Chen Yufeng had been standing at the front of the team camp at this time, taking the lead to greet the Porto players.

Of course he knew that this was a move that went against professional ethics. He did not appear rational during this conflict, nor did he lead his teammates to calm down.

But in Chen Yufeng's understanding, if the captain of a team can watch his own team's players being repeatedly bullied and maliciously fouled by their opponents.

That is even more irresponsible!

The opponent has clearly wanted to destroy Odegaard's confidence, and then destroyed his legs. What else can be said at this time?

To be honest, if someone doesn't come up at this time, they are definitely cowards!

Whether the cohesion of a team is strong or not, whether the players are united or not, will also be reflected at this moment!

When your teammates need you to step up, can you suppress your fear of punishment, rush forward to stand up for Leicester City, and give back what your teammates have received!

Regardless of home or away game, at least don’t be timid!

If it's a home game like today, then try to win and try to make the opponent pay with the minimum loss!

A team like Leicester City certainly has no shortage of cohesion and gangsterism.

They are a group of grassroots, not pampered children. Everything they have achieved over the years has been achieved by kicking with their feet and punching with their fists.

Of course they have no hesitation!

Even goalkeeper Schmeichel took off his gloves and joined in with the push.

"Referee! Stop the game! Stop the game!"

Not long after, the Porto players shouted to the referee as if begging for mercy. They really couldn't stand it anymore.

When the conflict reached this point, the Leicester City players no longer wanted to be gentlemen. When they saw one of them fall, they picked up the spikes on their feet and stepped on them.

It won't hurt you, but this kind of casual stamping will definitely hurt you for a few days.

"No way! Referee!"

Marcano, the initiator of the incident, huddled on the ground with his head in his hands. Some areas were even damaged, and he wailed in pain, "Where are the security personnel?!"

The referee stood nearby, very helpless.

Now you know how to call security. Why are you always shoveling other players at their home court when you have nothing to do?

Isn’t this asking for a fight?

A minute or two later, all the security personnel arrived belatedly. They rushed up with explosion-proof shields and batons to separate the two parties.

Looking up, the Leicester City players turned around and walked away intact, as if nothing was wrong.

On the other hand, in Porto, many people's clothes had been torn and their jerseys were covered with grass clippings and dust, making them look really miserable.

Even after the confrontation was over, many of them were still lying on the ground, waiting for examination by the team doctor.

"Beep——!"

The referee had no choice but to blow the whistle to interrupt the game, pointed to the player tunnel, and signaled the players who were fine to go back to the locker room to rest.

The Leicester City players walked off the field. After the fight, they actually already knew the penalties they might face.

Ranieri stood on the sidelines with his hands behind his back, suppressing the excitement in his expression. He probably looked for the radio camera closest to him, then deliberately came in front of the camera, pretending to be angry, "How could you do this!"

“Reflect on it when you get back!!”

"It's unbelievable! Is this something that professional sports can do?!"

…………

"Ah? I'm asking you."

Not long after, Ranieri returned to the locker room with the players. After closing the door, Ranieri suppressed a smile and said: "Now that they have started, how can there be any reason to let them leave the stadium standing?"

"Professional athletes don't even have this kind of strength? Where is your courage?"

After saying this, Mr. Ranieri looked around and said, "Who didn't go up just now?"

All the players smiled and shook their heads. They were indeed fully mobilized, and no one took advantage of the Porto players.

"It's good. No matter what we face after this game, at least we really act like a team."

Ranieri nodded, his face full of pride, "Everything is in vain, whether the game is restarted or we are directly awarded a loss, it doesn't matter."

"Before taking honors, never forget that we are a team and a whole."

"It is often said that no one in a team is indispensable, and this is certainly true in certain scenarios."

"But in my opinion, everyone in a team is indispensable. Everyone must first be an individual who loves this team, and then by gathering strength together, we can achieve a lot."

Ranieri's expression became serious. It can be seen that after encountering this kind of thing today, he was also uncharacteristically talking to the players more.

"Whether it's competing for honors together, living a happy career together, or like today, protecting other players on the team and standing up for teammates."

"It's all part of football, football is always about more than honors."

This is the team that Ranieri understands. This is certainly a correct way of understanding, at least it is suitable for Leicester City now.

Leicester City is not such a team. Everyone works hard for better results, but it is not just about honors.

In some small conflicts before this big conflict, many people often stood up for their teammates and solved problems for others.

This is the team!

Although from a secular perspective, their handling of some things appears to be rather extreme, which may result in some serious consequences.

But within the team, everyone has no objection to this way of doing things.

Everyone is willing to come together and carry it together!

At this time, there were several knocks on the door of the locker room.

Morgan opened the door and everyone saw Mr. Vichai walking in.

Vichai's face was expressionless, but he clapped his hands and walked in, "Well done, boys, we just want to tell these wealthy teams that claim to be from other leagues that we are not soft persimmons to be pinched!"

"If anyone dares to act unruly at the King Power Stadium, then they must be prepared to pay the price!"

After saying this, Vichai walked around the locker room a few times, and then said: "This game will definitely not be played today. UEFA may impose collective penalties on us."

"But please don't be afraid. In the next few days, I will use all the contacts I have accumulated throughout my life to put pressure on UEFA and let them give a light sentence!"

"I don't mean anything by saying this. I just hope that everyone can do it."

Vichai looked at everyone's faces, then waved his hand and said: "Then if you encounter this kind of thing in the future, do it back without hesitation!"

"When I tell the truth, Mr. Ranieri and I are here, and it has nothing to do with anyone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Vichai walked towards the door, as if he wanted to quickly get involved in some post-game matters.

When he reached the door, he turned back and said to Ranieri: "There was a winning bonus before the Champions League. It was one million euros for a single game, right?"

"The prize money for this game is three million, which is considered as condolences and compensation for everyone. Let's share a point and take a vacation during the offseason."

The figure of Vichai leaving was still as short as ever, his height was only a little over 1.5 meters.

But at this moment, his back looked particularly chic and tall, which moved many Leicester City players.

"Okay! Long live Mr. Vichai!" Schmeichel shouted with his hands raised. This feeling of receiving support after committing a crime is really good.

"With Mr. Vichai in charge, what are we afraid of? If anything like this happens in the future, we will do it to him!" Vardy stood up and waved.

"Yes, we have to make it clear to everyone that rough fouls and dirty play at the King Power Stadium are not going to work."

Chen Yufeng stood up with a serious expression and said: "Either you can defeat us with your football skills and beat us to our hearts content!"

"Either you leave the court with your tail between your legs and failure!"

"If there is any evil intention, then be prepared to lie down and walk out of the stadium!"

"Leicester City, come on!"

As Chen Yufeng raised his right hand high, all the Leicester City players on the scene also raised their right hands and shouted in unison, "Leicester City, come on!"

Experience and training time and time again will create stronger cohesion among them.

In the future, this may be a team with unprecedented unity, a team that is unimaginable to opponents.

(End of this chapter)