Football: A late bloomer, starting with Leicester City

Chapter 37 The Best Rookie at 30 Years Old (please follow up)

The second half of the game started quickly, and players from both sides once again participated in the competition.

Tottenham played relatively simpler during this period, abandoning many useless passing and receiving organizations.

They seem to have discovered that for a team like Leicester City, it is impossible to win through organization.

As a result, Son Heung-min began to break through from the wing. Harry Kane received the ball more and then turned around and shot from long range, threatening Schmeichel's goal.

Alderweireld and Vertonghen also appear more often in the penalty area during set-piece attacks, imagining heading the ball into the goal.

It is obvious that they have improved their efficiency and the goal seems to be within easy reach.

But this also gave Leicester City more opportunities to counterattack.

The game is 6 minutes.

Leicester City midfielder Drinkwater helped defend on the wing and double-teamed with De Laet to steal the ball from Sun Xingmin.

"Bang!" Drinkwater directly passed the ball towards the empty right side of the frontcourt.

Chen Yufeng stood there, his eyes focused, and he stopped the ball first.

He is in good form in this game, and he will use this strength to try to assist and score goals again.

The system's mission was very close, and he was very much looking forward to opening those two treasure chests at the beginning of the season.

After stopping the ball, he saw Vardy at the back post.

Chen Yufeng stretched his body on the spot again, swung his big arms behind him, and moved his right leg towards the football.

The football quickly lifted off the ground and fell towards Vardy.

"Bang!!"

Vardy's head quickly made contact with the football and headed toward the goal.

However, under the interference of Alderweireld next to him, the quality of his top was not high, and it was still easily collected by Lori.

"Shet!"

Vardy, who missed the opportunity, yelled out loud and rubbed his hair, as if he was a little annoyed.

He also quickly gave Chen Yufeng a thumbs-up, expressing the quality of this pass.

In the following time, whenever Leicester City had a chance to counterattack, they passed the ball to Chen Yufeng on the right.

On the one hand, Mahrez has been targeted too much, and it is really not easy to pass the ball.

On the other hand, Chen Yufeng's efficiency is really high. As long as he sends a cross, the threat will never be less!
Look at the panic of the players in the Tottenham penalty area every time they face his pass, and look at Pochettino's sad expression on the sidelines!
Every Leicester City player knows their choice!

Just like that, the game time passed by minute by minute.

One cross after another hit Tottenham's penalty area, creating quite a danger every time.

"Oh!"

Just after Alvereld reluctantly cleared the ball again, he finally couldn't help it anymore and knelt on one knee uncomfortably, with his hands on his hips and his head lowered.

He felt very tortured, as if he was being tortured all the time.

To be honest, he really didn't know how to defend. Every time a cross came over, he was frightened.

As long as he and Vertonghen are not in a good position and make a mistake and fail to clear the ball, the opponent's player will be able to complete the shot.

Once the shot is taken, the probability of scoring a goal will not be low.

As for having Ben Davis cut off the pass to Chen Yufeng, that is unlikely.

They are lagging behind now, and their opponents have been playing defensive counterattacks, often using more to defeat less.

In this situation, they don't have any extra people to mark people every time they defend, so they can only stand on the defensive line and make adjustments.

"The characteristics he is showing now are so damn suitable when matched with this team. We have no way at all. Every defense is passive."

Vertonghen came over and helped Alderweireld up, wiped the sweat from his head and sighed.

"Yeah." Alderweireld spat, took a deep breath to adjust his condition, and prepared to continue playing.

Game No.703 minutes.

The scene that Tottenham least wanted to see happened.

The threat that Chen Yufeng has always brought disrupted the mentality of their defensive players. Mahrez on the left received the football in a more comfortable position.

"Mahrez! He is facing Vertonghen now, a one-on-one opportunity."

Near Tottenham's penalty area line, Mahrez took the ball and pounced on Vertonghen at high speed, making a gesture of cutting in and hitting the goal.

In the panic, Vertonghen forgot that Mahrez was a left-footed player, and actually lost his center of gravity and stretched out his foot to block.

A light smash sounded, and Mahrez directly took the ball away from Vertonghen and entered the penalty area.

He didn't wait for Alderweireld to come up and volleyed the ball with his left foot into the far corner of the goal!

Two to zero!
The Leicester City fans at the scene went crazy again. Mahrez rushed to the sidelines and knelt down to celebrate, followed closely by Vardy and Chen Yufeng.

Leading Tottenham [-]-[-] at home, they are about to defeat this paper tiger!
"Mahrez scored twice. I don't know if Leicester City's first hat trick of the season will come. We are looking forward to that scene!"

"What an excellent striker. Steve Walsh only spent 50 euros to bring him from Le Havre. It is really a signing worth many times the money!"

Sina Sports commentator Zhan Jun happily reported to the fans that Leicester City's delightful counterattack looked very comfortable.

Including Chen Yufeng in this team now, as long as Leicester City does not play his home team Liverpool, he hopes that Leicester City can win.

in the stadium.

"You brat, you're going faster than me this season."

Vardy jumped on Mahrez's back and laughed and cursed, but judging from his expression, he was still very happy for his friend's goal.

"I want to steal your team's top scorer this season." Mahrez sighed with a smile.

"I'll give you the top scorer in the team. I'm going to try for the Premier League Golden Boot."

Vardy also looked stinky, making Mahrez laugh again.

Chen Yufeng came over from behind at this time and high-fived the two of them.

His face was covered in sweat, and his body was about to reach critical mass.

But with the help of adrenaline, he hasn't reached a limit yet.

He wanted to keep attacking until he couldn't, and then asked Ranieri for a substitution.

"Yufeng, do you believe that I can score a hat trick in this game, or do you believe that he can score the Premier League Golden Boot this season?"

Mahrez asked with a smile when he saw Chen Yufeng coming up.

"Of course I believe them all." Chen Yufeng did not hesitate and joked: "I will feed you two, hahaha, and then I will become the best player of the season."

"It's a bit difficult to be the best player, but in your state..."

Vardy also has some humor in him. He suppressed a smile and said: "I wonder if I can compete with those [-] or [-]-year-old kids for the Premier League Rookie of the Season."

"The best rookie at 30 years old? It seems to make sense. After all, he only made his debut this season, hahaha..." Mahrez echoed.

"However, it is a pity that there is only the best young player, not the best rookie and the best veteran."

Vardy reminded again, "Yufeng has exceeded that limit."

"The best veteran, hahaha..."

The three of them laughed together, and when Kirishin Oka came from behind, the four major threats in Leicester City's current team started to signal to the fans on the sidelines.

They appeared in front of the fans in a relaxed and harmonious state, which raised everyone's expectations for them.

Yes, even if they face an upstart giant like Tottenham, they can still make a joke here, so why not try it?

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