Football: A late bloomer, starting with Leicester City

Chapter 33 is published for the first time (please follow up)
On the 8.22th.

The third round of the Premier League is finally here.

On this day, Tottenham Hotspur players set off early from London and rushed to Leicestershire.

After arriving near the King Power Stadium and having lunch, everything entered a state of combat readiness.

All players put down other matters and electronic devices to prepare for the upcoming game.

Without a doubt, this is definitely the most important time of the week.

Every small victory and defeat may affect the situation at the end of the season. As top football players, they will never allow themselves to lose their determination to compete.

Around 01:30 pm.

Players from both sides entered the dressing room inside the King Power Stadium for final mobilization before the game.

In the Leicester City dressing room.

Old coach Ranieri stood among the players, with his hands in the pockets of his trousers, looking around at the players.

He still looked calm and composed, as if the upcoming game was an insignificant warm-up match, and his voice was not loud. If the locker room was not quiet enough, he would not be able to hear clearly.

"We're playing against a good team and they have very good players in every position, there's no doubt about that."

"But I think as long as we do what we show in training, we can compete with them."

"It's still a defensive counterattack, no changes. We have to mobilize their formation, and then threaten their goal with a thunderous and fast counterattack."

At the end of the sentence, Ranieri increased his voice and seemed to be talking about his football philosophy, "Remember, if you can pass the ball with one kick, don't pass it with two kicks!"

"If you can pass it directly to him, don't pass it through the second person! It's simple and efficient, maintain your highest efficiency, and then win!"

"do you understand?"

There was an echo in the locker room, and all the players shouted loudly, which was in sharp contrast to Ranieri.

It seems that they are still very motivated.

Ranieri nodded slightly after seeing this, then pushed the tactical board next to him and began to announce the starting lineup for this game.

"The goalkeeper, defenders, and forwards all have no changes. They are still the same as they were on the field."

"In terms of midfield..."

Ranieri looked around everyone again and then announced slowly.

"From left to right, Mahrez, Drinkwater, Andy King, and...Chen Yufeng."

When the last unexpected and reasonable name was read out, the expressions of everyone in the locker room changed.

Some smiled to congratulate Chen Yufeng, some felt sorry for Albrighton losing his starting position, and others, naturally, were people like Kanter who were disappointed with his situation.

However, except for a few individuals, most of them have no objection to Chen Yufeng's selection. They still admire this player very much.

This is a player who has never achieved success before the age of 30. It stands to reason that the path he is taking now should be more difficult and declining than before...

Who would have thought that this year he would actually start climbing up on the ladder!

The competition within the team is so fierce, with countless young people eyeing the starting position!
Hearing Ranieri announce this, Chen Yufeng, who was sitting in his seat and getting dressed, began to breathe rapidly. The moment finally arrived, his mood was very, very difficult to describe.

Excitement, nervousness, desire, emotion...the combination of emotions made his body tremble slightly.

"Okay, let's warm up everyone."

Without giving everyone much time to sigh, Ranieri waved towards the assistant coach.

The assistant coach nodded and led the players to the court.

More than 20 minutes later, all the players returned to the locker room and made final preparations.

Everyone adjusts their breathing and wants to be in the best condition to face this upstart team Tottenham.

"It's time to play." Soon, the stadium staff came in and signaled everyone to come out.

"come on! Come on!"

"Defeat them and let them know that we are not pushovers!"

The players stood up one after another, put on their shin guards and walked towards the door, accompanied by passionate shouts.

Chen Yufeng was in this atmosphere, and his mood became excited.

He had never experienced this feeling before as a substitute in the previous two games.

He stood up and followed the large group, walking step by step through the dark tunnel of players.

In fact, he had walked this road many times before.

But the feeling it gave him was completely different.

Looking forward, Vardy's straight back and Schmeichel's resolute figure are walking in front. Both of them clenched their fists, like knights about to enter the battlefield.

Next to him, pictures of legendary players in the history of Leicester City kept flashing by. Chen Yufeng also saw game photos of famous media personality Lineker when he was young.

Once upon a time, they were all wearing blue jerseys, holding cute little ball boys in their hands, walking through this dark and narrow, but extremely heavy passage, to fight for the team.

Chen Yufeng had never felt these before.

He just regarded it as an ordinary passage, just like the corridor of the community.

But today, as he walks across the field to start for Leicester City, he feels an emotion stronger than ever before.

He thought about the generations of people who have fought for this club in history, the family of die-hard fans who have supported this club for generations, and the hope and sustenance this club carries.

All of this aroused his emotions and made his desire to appear on stage as soon as possible even stronger.

"Ohhhhhhh..."

Hearing the cheers and singing outside the stadium, Chen Yufeng could already imagine the appearance of the fans outside even though he was still in the dimly lit tunnel.

They must be standing in the stands with a huge fan TIFO, waiting for the players of their own team to appear, looking forward to the game starting.

As he walked forward step by step, the cheers of the fans gradually became louder, and the light in front of him gradually became clearer.

Until he came to the queue, Chen Yufeng saw the Tottenham players lining up next to him.

Son Heung-min, Harry Kane, Alderweireld, Vertonghen, Kyle Walker…

Those stars who were often seen on TV, whether in past or present lives, are now standing by his side.

After traveling through time, Chen Yufeng kept up with them every day, dreaming of one day being able to compete with them.

Now, I finally did it...

At this moment, Chen Yufeng had a lot of emotions, which even touched his inner emotions.

He is no longer like young people who can get very excited and express something to them. What he can do is to start catching up again now and strive to appear in a more top-level competition in the future.

Europa League, Champions League, and other cup finals!
He wants to get back the things he has always wanted in these places!

Soon, following the referee's reminder, the players from both sides walked forward and officially walked out of the field.

"Yeahhhh..."

The moment Chen Yufeng walked out of the venue, everything around him became clear, and the light even became slightly dazzling. The cheers of the fans eliminated the obstruction of the sound insulation device and swirled in his ears.

Chen Yufeng's body was a little numb, this scene was too shocking.

If he had to find a way to describe it, this was the scene that appeared in his dream on the first day after he traveled across time to pursue football...

For more than ten years, he has been looking forward to this day every day. This is also the biggest reason why he insists on walking on this road!
Now, it's finally here!
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