Football: A late bloomer, starting with Leicester City

Chapter 353 Advance to the semi-finals! Intoxicated and Li Chen!

Pochettino was dumbfounded again. Listening to the roar of the fans, everything in the past seemed to reappear before his eyes.

Since last season, Chen Yufeng's number of goals against Tottenham must be close to double digits, right?

Is this Tottenham's nemesis or his revenge?

Could it be...that I really can't pass this level?

Pochettino asked himself in his mind, this is the first time in his coaching career at Tottenham that he has had this question.

Shrouded in the frustration of falling behind and the anger of the fans, he staggered even as he walked back to the coaching bench. The assistant coach next to him was so frightened that he quickly came over to help him.

"Are you okay?" the assistant coach on the side asked with concern.

"It's okay, I'm just a little dizzy."

Pochettino hid under the awning of the coaching bench. Some sweat began to appear on his face, and his eyes gradually became dull, as if his consciousness had been taken away.

"It's just one goal behind. We have made many comebacks this season. We will definitely have a chance. I believe in the players."

The assistant coach continued to comfort him, even though he didn't believe it himself.

In the 34th minute of the game, just three minutes after the first goal.

"Bang!" Vertonghen's careless pass caused a disaster. Klose, who was ambushing Winks, got the ball this time by getting stuck in the position.

"To act like this just after conceding a goal, it only proves one thing. Chen Yufeng's blow to them is really too big!"

The assistant coach next to him pursed his lips and walked away. The most authentic evaluation emerged in his heart, "Quiet? How can it be quiet? The fans are yelling like thunder. It's weird if it can be quiet now."

Xu Yang, who has played professional football, can sympathize with players. He can probably guess what the Tottenham players are saying at this moment, "Indeed, it is difficult for anyone to accept such a goal."

Although Pochettino had similar situations before, it was definitely not as serious as it is now. Yelling or changes in mentality are actually normal. It is rare to see people who are really beaten to the point of losing their minds.

The referee then blew the whistle to restart the game. This time it was Tottenham's side who took the ball from the center circle, and the Leicester City players pressed forward.

"It's a bit unreasonable to go into the semi-finals and not come back with a championship, right?" Vardy shouted with a laugh.

"Don't pop the champagne at halftime. We are only one goal ahead. We are not guaranteed to advance to the semifinals."

"Back off..." Ranieri wanted the Leicester players to step back, but he still swallowed the words.

At this moment, he has put most of his thoughts on Chen Yufeng and this game, and maybe he is doubting himself.

Xu Yang, the commentator on the side of the court, was explaining the aftermath of this goal to the audience in front of the TV. "We can see that the Tottenham players have begun to complain to each other."

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"Do I score?"

"What's the matter?" Mahrez, who was next to him, came up with a dissatisfied look on his face and asked the two of them: "Am I so worthless? Can't I pass the ball? Why do you seem unwilling to pass the ball? Words and words are wasted on me.”

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"Another fruitless season..."

Everyone knows that under huge psychological pressure and subconscious fear, some Tottenham players can no longer hold on to their belief in winning as long as they fall behind.

The two waved their hands together, one said the first half of the sentence, and the other said the second half: "Chen Yufeng is the king of the cup."

"It seems that he has given up. His confidence has been shattered by Chen Yufeng, and everything has completely collapsed."

Pochettino waved the assistant coach to leave. He didn't want to distract himself from listening to others.

Xu Yang kept talking, and the broadcast camera focused on the Leicester City players from the Tottenham players.

"Brilliant speed! Super powerful start-up burst! Chen Yufeng once again showed his abilities to fans all over the world in today's game. He has proven time and time again that he is a world-class player!"

This is an excellent opportunity to counterattack, because the distance between Tottenham's lines is too big!

Drinkwater persuaded from the side: "At least you have to score one more goal? When we are two goals ahead, I will dream about the championship with you."

Vardy cast his eyes on the back of Chen Yufeng running in front and said with a smile: "It depends on whether he can pass the ball to me. For someone like him who can solve problems alone, I'm afraid that he will become more independent as he plays."

"Leave me alone."

"This is purely physical crushing. This is the most incomprehensible and most despairing way of crushing!"

Even if the opponent counterattacks and equalizes the score because of his aggressiveness, Ranieri is confident that he can recover again.

In so many duels, Tottenham only defeated Leicester City once, and that was when the opponent did not play Chen Yufeng and all the main players.

How big is this psychological shadow?

"We can focus on Chen Yufeng's speed. I feel like he has become faster again? Especially in the first few steps."

"If Yufeng is not alone, he will pass it to you." Drinkwater pricked his eyes.

And once one person lacks this kind of momentum, the entire team will be affected, becoming worse and worse, and more and more confused.

Chaos, really chaos in his brain, this was the only feeling he had right now.

Since the momentum is so high, let's put more pressure on Tottenham. If we can return to the locker room with a score of 2-0, it will be a completely different scene.

After being a coach for so many years, if he can't even see the 'momentum' of the two teams, then there is no need to continue to be in this position.

They ran towards their own court in groups, laughing and laughing. It seemed that they had finished celebrating.

"Go as you go."

As the two of them drifted away, Mahrez reluctantly spread his hands, and then vowed to use the most perfect performance to clear his name!

"Beep!"

"This change may be small, but we can still see it if we look carefully. Let's see if there is an analysis team after the game to analyze Chen Yufeng's start at that time."

"Central position! Klose's through ball, Vardy received the ball!"

"One step towards the ball, it's already a one-shot!"

"One kick! Oh, this was a close chance, but Vardy missed the ball and Tottenham escaped!"

"As efficient as Leicester City is, it seems they can't seize every opportunity!"

"It's a pity that we didn't take a 2-0 lead, but if we keep this momentum, we should still have a chance."

"Next time, Tottenham may not be so lucky."

Seeing Vardy miss the one-on-one ball that was close at hand, Ranieri held his head in pain on the sidelines.

Pochettino on the other side seemed the calmer one, and the roles of the two seemed to have reversed at this moment.

But at the next moment, the live broadcast camera gave a close-up of Pochettino's lower body, mercilessly photographing his legs that were so nervous that they were shaking. Only then did the fans realize that he was in a state of shock.

The Leicester City players on the field ran towards their positions again. Mahrez was very dissatisfied and shouted at Vardy: "In your state, it is difficult for me to trust you and pass the ball to you. "

"With Yufeng here, it doesn't matter if you want to pass the ball or not."

Vardy knew Mahrez was joking with him and shot back.

This kind of mutual hostility can sometimes help them eliminate some other negative emotions.

The game restarted after another seven minutes.

Tottenham's frontcourt attack came to an end. Kanter kicked the ball to Chen Yufeng, and then Eriksen kicked Kanter down.

"Ah..." Kanter suddenly burst out in pain and wailed.

The referee hesitated for a moment and saw that Chen Yufeng had already started to speed up the ball, but still gave a favorable penalty to the offense.

He mentally wrote down a yellow card for Eriksen and ran after Chen Yufeng's back.

It would have been okay if he didn't run, but after running, the referee also slightly felt the sadness of the Tottenham players...

Referees definitely have physical requirements. Whether it is physical fitness, energy, concentration, etc., they must be qualified.

And people with these points are generally not much slower.

A fast horse in football can run 100 meters in over 11 seconds, so they can at least run around 13 seconds and 14 seconds, which is a relatively average value among referees.

They don't need to race against the players, they just need to make sure that they are not too far away from the fast-moving players.

However, the referee who was enforcing the law today gradually discovered that Chen Yufeng was advancing much faster than the ordinary fast horse players!

This is a speed that he has never experienced before!

Usually when following the players, there is a limit no matter how wide the distance is, at least it will not be impossible to observe what is happening there.

But today, this feeling of powerlessness appeared in his heart.

"Here it comes again! Chen Yufeng's violent starting speed! It's like he doesn't need to start, he is already at the top speed when he rushes up!"

"Ben Davis has no chance of fighting with him! I don't want to say the word crushing again!"

"The referee has disappeared and no longer appears in the main broadcast, hahaha..."

"Cut inside!"

"Vertonghen came out, and he kicked down his national team teammate Chen Yufeng! Leicester City won a free kick on the right side of the penalty area. This ball is suitable for left-footed players. Of course, Chen Yufeng can also take it. try!"

As Xu Yang's voice sounded, the referee on the court came to the scene of the incident out of breath, gave Vertonghen a yellow card with a grimace, and then turned back to give Eriksen a replacement one.

If he hadn't sprinted with all his strength behind him, it might have been difficult to tell whether the ball was a flop or a real kick.

In a sense, he has to thank Vertonghen, who just made a decisive foul, because if Chen Yufeng had pushed forward again, he would have been blinded.

At the free kick penalty spot, Mahrez and Chen Yufeng stood here together.

Chen Yufeng has not scored many free kicks this season, and there is a big chance that his opponent will foul him in this position.

His free kick goals last season left an indelible impression on too many opponents. Opponents generally will not give him a free kick unless necessary.

Today, he was panicking from the bottom of his heart. He was afraid that Chen Yufeng would break into the penalty area and score a goal.

"Are you coming or am I coming?" Mahrez looked at Chen Yufeng next to him, and he himself was eager to try.

"I have inverse feet, let me do it."

Chen Yufeng indicated that he would use his left foot to take the penalty kick. After obtaining Dembele's left and right balance, his balance on both feet has always been good.

Sometimes, the shot and pass with the left foot is even more accurate than the right foot.

Chen Yufeng is not sure what the reason is. According to his understanding, the right foot is his original habitual foot. No matter how he kicks, it will have some instincts and bad habits accumulated in the first place.

But the left foot was developed step by step, making it more mechanical and accurate.

Of course, he didn't practice much, he just plagiarized Dembele's ability.

"It's good for both of you."

Mahrez took a step back, completing his concession, and then laughed, "Who dares to let you kick with inverse feet, hahaha."

Chen Yufeng smiled slightly and said nothing more.

He took a deep breath. There was naturally some pressure on the ball given up by his teammates.

No one wants to let others down.

"Beep!" The referee's whistle sounded. Chen Yufeng took a look at Lori's position. He had scored a free kick against this goalkeeper before. He must be the one with the psychological advantage.

Take that famous saying, before the ball is released, the advantage lies.

Chen Yufeng started to run. He followed his muscle memory and swung his right arm, stretching his body to the left. Then his left leg and thigh drove his calf, and his ankle used force to circle towards the football.

"Chen Yufeng! He should be the one to handle the ball. Mahrez has no intention of moving!"

"Left foot! This is not his preferred foot! It is rare to see people kick penalty kicks with their left foot, and it is even unheard of to kick set kicks with their left foot!"

"I have a pessimistic attitude towards this ball, but I hope to see another surprise from Chen Yufeng!"

"Kick the door—!"

Ranieri on the sidelines stretched his neck and looked behind the wall. He saw the football falling at a very fast speed, and then fell to the dead center on the right side of the goal.

This is Lori's weak side. He uses a human wall to block this side and stands further to the left.

"Whoa!!" The sound of net wiping sounded then, and Chen Yufeng ran to the side of the court again and celebrated by playing his favorite cradle recently.

Leicester City's players quickly followed suit, and the fans' cheers once again enveloped the White Hart Lane stadium: "Oh————!!!"

"The ball went in!!"

"I feel like there is nothing more to say! This goal does not need any evaluation!"

"I can only say that it is really difficult to play with such quality in set pieces with your non-dominant foot!! This is basically an impossible situation!"

"But Chen Yufeng did it! He seems to be unique in this star-studded football world!"

Xu Yang's excited voice sounded, "Not to mention the Leicester City fans, even I am shaking with excitement right now!"

There was a long silence next, and it seemed that Xu Yang was really speechless.

On the sidelines of the court, Ranieri jumped up with a red face again.

Two goals ahead!

Coupled with Tottenham's current chaotic state.

It can be said that they have already entered the semi-final stage with half a foot!

This will be the best opportunity for the club to win the domestic Grand Slam in England. They are going to complete an extraordinary miracle!

In two years, let a relegation team win four domestic crowns!

Premier League, League Cup, Community Shield, plus an FA Cup!

"This kid, as soon as I saw him standing there ready to hit, I knew he was going to score, no matter what foot he used."

Steve Walsh smiled next to him, "Do you believe in this sixth sense?"

"Do not believe."

Although Ranieri was very happy, he did not give Steve Walsh face. He told the truth: "Do you know why? Because Chen Yufeng seems to have been bound to scoring goals."

"As long as you see him get a chance to score, he has at least a 40% chance of hitting the ball into the net."

"Your subconscious mind will only retain the highlights when he scores goals. When he misses some goals, you will subconsciously filter and block them."

When Steve Walsh heard this serious answer, not only did he not feel unhappy or anything else, on the contrary, he laughed directly, "It turns out that our best coach of the year is also a philosopher."

"No, no, no, that's it. You have to believe what I say."

Ranieri smiled and waved his hands seriously. This absurd duo of the two really gave people a very strange feeling sometimes.

Regarding the occurrence of this goal, Tottenham was already in a completely collapsed situation.

Pochettino pursed his lips in frustration, and his actions of closing his eyes and sighing were even played back in slow motion before the eyes of fans around the world.

"We have failed again. When will we have a champion?"

"Stingy Levy, visionless Pochettino, a group of players who don't know how to improve, and angry fans! What else do we have?"

"Leicester City has won so many championships, but when Chen Yufeng left Tottenham, it was as if he cheated and won the championship like crazy! We have nothing yet!"

"Whether we can make the top four in the Premier League this year is a question. I feel like we won't even be able to play in the Champions League next year!"

"Pochettino is dismissed! Levy leaves Tottenham!"

"If there is nothing this season, we will never come to White Hart Lane to support this team again! Bah!"

The fans expressed their dissatisfaction, and they seemed to have seen Tottenham's future.

The players on the field are still the same as before.

Lori spread his hands to express his helplessness: "Don't give him a free kick in that position. Everyone knows he has that kick."

"On the right side, I really didn't expect that his left foot could shoot and score..." Vertonghen next to him also complained. The last half of his sentence was actually blaming Lori for why he couldn't save the football.

Luo Li heard it, but he dared not speak out.

He doesn't have any great honors yet, but Vertonghen is already a European Cup champion, so his status is bigger...

"I think our forwards are still too slow to return to defense. You can't leave the problem to the defenders every time."

Alderweireld waved his hand at the side and expressed his opinion, and then was quickly rebutted by several people.

"fart."

"I tried my best to kick Kante, but he scooped the ball away before he fell to the ground. What can I do?"

"Chen Yufeng is so fast, how fast can we follow him back?"

"Easier said than done."

Seeing the possibility of conflict between the two groups, wing back Ben Davis stepped forward.

"It's my problem. I can't keep up with him and I don't have the ability, okay?" Ben Davis took over the responsibility and then expressed his expectations: "Don't argue, everyone, play well and be worthy of the fans. Some."

I thought this would calm everyone down for a while, but I didn't expect that until the kickoff started again, the sound of quarreling could still be heard from their team from time to time.

This situation lasted until the end of the first half. Looking at the expressions of the Tottenham players when they returned to the lounge, anyone could guess a little bit.

Later, in a small room inside White Hart Lane, multiple conflicts will definitely break out.

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Fifteen minutes later, the intermission ended, and the players from both sides returned to the court for a fierce confrontation.

It can be seen that the expressions on the faces of Tottenham players are still not good, and they did not solve the problems that should be solved during the halftime break.

This also led to their performance in the second half being even worse.

Originally, a team from the upper reaches of the Premier League, sitting at its home court, should not have performed so poorly.

But the old and new hatreds are mixed together, and Chen Yufeng constantly uses unconventional operations to attack their mentality. This kind of collapse is understandable.

When playing against Leicester City, there were many teams that collapsed, and Tottenham were just the most typical and serious one.

"Oh!"

In the 61st minute of the game, Mahrez helped Leicester City take a corner kick from the wing.

Klose jumped high in the middle and scored the icing on the cake for Leicester City.

Three to zero!

Even if Son Heung-min scored a face-saving goal for Tottenham four minutes later, their defeat was still irreversible.

Scoring two or even three goals in the next period of time is almost impossible.

Not to mention, Leicester City made substitutions in the 68th minute of the game.

Chen Yufeng and Mahrez went off one after another, and they were replaced by Albrighton and Ndidi.

These are all players with stronger defensive attributes. It seems that Ranieri is preparing to use defense to secure victory.

"Bah, bang, bang..." When he was off the field, Chen Yufeng suddenly heard a burst of applause from the venue.

This seems to be not just the Leicester City fans, their thousands of people cannot make such a violent sound.

When Chen Yufeng raised his head and looked towards the stands, he realized that all Tottenham fans were standing up, shaking their heads crazily and applauding excitedly, as if they had just listened to a speech by a master of success studies.

"Are you stunned? Or..."

Chen Yufeng knows that even if the relationship between the two teams has eased, Tottenham fans will not make such a move towards him.

Therefore, the only possibility is that they are disgusting Pochettino...

"It's really miserable."

Chen Yufeng glanced in the direction of Pochettino and found that the latter was standing with his hands behind his hands in great melancholy, looking very haggard.

This kind of despair of seeing oneself far away from the last championship line may only be felt by the person involved.

Chen Yufeng secretly said his condolences and then returned to the bench.

His physical energy is nearly exhausted, and he now needs to take a good rest and watch the boys on the team complete the final aftermath.

For the rest of the game, everything went on calmly.

If Tottenham doesn't attack, and Leicester City doesn't attack either, it's just a waste.

As soon as Tottenham came forward, all nine Leicester City players except Vardy retreated, and they were bound to penetrate the defense to the end.

Tottenham tried for a while with great thunder and small rain, but gradually gave up the idea of ​​equalizing and overtaking, and passed the time.

This also became the last straw for Tottenham fans. They were already angry and started to leave the game early after leaving countless curses.

The huge crowd crowded the exits, and hundreds of people left the stadium through multiple exits every second.

This has also become a scenery in the stadium...

"Well... it's better than this match." Chen Yufeng made a heart-wrenching comment.

"Beep! Beep! Beep--!!" Turning around, he saw the referee blowing three long whistles.

Everything is settled.

"Yeah——!!" Leicester City fans at the scene burst into excited shouts. Chen Yufeng and many teammates also rushed to the stadium, once again using kneeling or other celebrations to celebrate this relatively easy victory!

Reaching the semi-finals of the FA Cup!

One step closer to the championship!

This is certainly something to celebrate.

After playing around with his teammates for a while, Chen Yufeng, who had long been accustomed to being the captain and brother, returned to the sidelines and sat down.

Looking at the happy young players in the center of the field, at a certain moment, he also wanted to go back to his youth.

"But this feeling of stepping onto the Clippers step by step after 30 years is not bad."

For a while, Chen Yufeng was still a little intoxicated.

(End of this chapter)