Football: A late bloomer, starting with Leicester City

Chapter 379 Leicester City is the champion! (Part ) (Please vote for me)

At the King Power Stadium, the game time has reached eighty-five minutes.

There are still six or seven minutes left before the two teams end their Premier League journey this season.

Generally speaking, the game in the second half was played very smoothly, and the referee would not give more than 3+ stoppage time.

Of course, with a three-to-one lead, stoppage time is not a very important thing. It doesn't matter if you give it a few minutes, it will have no impact on the outcome of the game.

It's just that Leicester City's players really can't wait...

Who doesn't know that after these long minutes have passed, they will lift the Premier League championship trophy here?
Get it over with!
They have been thinking about the Premier League trophy for a season!

Looking back on the past year, they have accomplished another long-term miracle!

This is not a Community Shield where a single game determines the winner, nor is every game a life and death battle, there is a lot of chance in the cup!

This is a league, and you need to maintain a stable state throughout the 38 rounds of the game. When you encounter strong opponents, you go all out, when you encounter mid-level teams, you grit your teeth, and when you encounter lower-tier teams, you don't underestimate the enemy!
In the end, with extremely high overall quality, they scored points one after another, surpassing the other 19 Premier League teams and reaching the top of the list!

"Bang!!" Schmeichel kicked a high ball into the air. The players on both sides did not move, admiring this year's Premier League ball like fireworks.

Finally, the three long sounds that everyone was looking forward to sounded, "Beep!! Beep!! Beep--!!"

"During the game, the work on the field is to deal with the referees. For example, someone is installing fireworks above."

Ranieri didn't understand why and got closer.

Ranieri had been staring at his pocket watch. He came to the fourth official in advance and applied the usual pressure. "The time is coming soon. I hope that the final whistle will come earlier today. No need to make it earlier. Just be on time.”

Especially this kind of substitution that seems to have no purpose or effect. Generally speaking, it is just for this.

"Uu uh uh...uh uh uh...!!" Leicester City fans in the stadium began to boo dissatisfiedly. Of course, this was only sporadic and a small number.

"Okay." Ranieri didn't know whether to be happy or helpless. He shrugged and smiled before returning to his area.

The players on the field had no intention of playing football at this time. They kept looking back at the game time and the referee, anxiously guessing when he would blow the whistle to end the game.

"You know that the fourth official has another function besides contacting the referee, and that is to connect with the staff on the field."

Soon, the time came to more than 20 seconds of the first minute of stoppage time.

"Good shot, good shot, good shot..." After Chen Yufeng came off the field, he high-fived Ranieri, Steve Walsh and others on the sidelines, with a smile on everyone's face.

In this regard, the referee must have been sweating and holding on, because he had to buy time for the staff.

Because he saw that the sign indicating one minute of added time had been raised, all the fans at the scene stood up, and all the substitutes, assistant coaches, and staff around him also stood up one after another!
No one can sit still at this time, raise their arms and enjoy this belated championship moment!

The referee came over and gave him a yellow card. However, this yellow card did not feel like a punishment at this moment, but more like a medal of honor worn on Schmeichel's chest.

"Of course, it is our honor to play the last championship game for the champion team." The fourth official nodded and smiled.

More people were still informal at this moment, cheering, jumping for joy, and waiting.

Klose stood on the sidelines with a smile on his face, shook hands with Chen Yufeng and hugged him before running towards the court.

Neither of them wanted to waste time. They were afraid that the referee would give an extra minute of stoppage time, which they didn't want to see.

It's a basic etiquette.

After a while, the fourth official smiled and said: "Especially on such an important day as today, we must ensure that some celebrations on the field are prepared."

"This is a good day. Don't let unnecessary things affect the atmosphere. I hope everyone can be happy."

"Blow the whistle! Blow the whistle! Blow the whistle!" The fans at the scene shouted in unison, supporting the players on the court.

He turned around, waved back and forth to the fans in all directions, and used a provocative expression to signal them to shout louder.

Not long after he sat down on the bench, Chen Yufeng stood up.

When he got excited, Schmeichel even ran out of the penalty area and jumped to celebrate.

"Bang!!"

"Oh——!!" The fans knew that the referee would most likely blow the whistle when Schmeichel's ball came out. They also knew that Schmeichel was celebrating in advance, so they responded in a cooperative manner.

"No. 66 Chen Yufeng goes off, and No. 17 Klose comes on." The DJ in the venue gave a substitution reminder, and the substitution card on the side of the court was raised high.

Everything will be settled later.

It is a common practice in football to arrange for meritorious players to leave the game in advance, which can reflect the respect of this club and its head coach for the players.

A sense of impatience hangs over the King Power Stadium.

Have the players come off the field to individual cheers and give everyone fist bumps and claps.

They are expressing their emotions to the referee and putting pressure on the referee.

The Sunderland forward fired a long shot at this time. It was an anti-aircraft gun. The football flew directly into the stands, causing a group of fans to roar and reach out to intercept it.

After finishing speaking, he pointed to his headset with a changed expression and looked at the ceiling of the King Power Stadium, as if someone was transmitting information to him.

Under the cheers of the fans in the audience, Chen Yufeng raised his hands high and trotted off the field.

He pointed to the ceiling and continued: "They still need about a minute, so I have to tell the referee to delay it a little bit." "

Everyone laughed.

They're about to do it.

The little ball boy on the sidelines threw the football in his hand to Schmeichel. He placed the ball on the line of the small penalty area, took a few steps and did not rush to serve.

It no longer symbolizes the end of a game, but the end of a season! !
Leicester City became the Premier League champion in the 1617 season!

Two consecutive championships! !

"We are champions!" the familiar cry rang out again, a simple, repeated statement that everyone at Leicester City had said before.

But no one will dislike their simple vocabulary. When people are most excited, they can often only say some simple words.

"Yeah——!!!"

"we are the champion!!"

"Two consecutive titles! Two consecutive titles! We dominated the Premier League for two years! It's unbelievable!"

"Taking away the Premier League from the big6 again!"

"This year, we are crushing!"

"Even though the suspense of the championship disappeared at the last moment, we did have another perfect year!!"

“Leicester city!!!champions!!!”

"Not just two consecutive championships, we are two consecutive double champions!"

"..."

Huge joy entangled in everyone's mind, and all the people in blue reached an emotional climax in one moment. Who cares whether it’s dopamine or endorphins, they just know that at this time, they feel great!
So cool!
Their team dominated the Premier League for two years!

In the stands, countless family members of the players cried with joy. Looking at the figures dancing on the field, they felt proud and honored from the bottom of their hearts.

In this life, most things can be shared or shared as long as one is willing to go out of his way.

But for men, wives and honor are things that absolutely cannot be shared.

The former is a lover, emotion, and responsibility, and the latter is a light embedded in them!
Only they can fully own it and enjoy it freely, because they have earned it through their own efforts!

At this moment, how could the family members in the stands not feel out of control when they saw their children obtain these honors that would eventually accompany them?

Whether it is Chen's father, Fox's father, or any player's father, mother, sister, sister, brother or brother, they are all happy for their brothers and children to achieve this achievement!
This comes from family affection and love.

As for the source of the fans' excitement, it is actually the same reason.

They love this club deeply, and they love every player here because of this club.

How is seeing them successful different from being successful yourself?

After all, this is what they have been looking forward to since childhood!

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In the industrial park in Leicester, everything was shut down at this time.

Even the busiest coal mines have taken a break.

Only cheers and shouts could be heard here, as well as the faint sounds of beer bottles breaking and tables overturning.

Like a riot.

If it weren't for the fact that Leicester City won the Premier League championship today, I'm afraid everyone would think this was a new strike...

In a dormitory of the coal mine, several old friends appeared here.

There was the manager who generously lent his season tickets to let Jones, a poor worker, watch the game, and there was also the old man who had been playing cards with everyone.

There were beer bottles, melon seeds, and tea on their table, but they were already in a mess at this moment.

"Yeah! Yeah! Yeah——!!" The three of them hugged each other and formed a small circle, spinning and jumping. Jones shook his head wildly, the manager closed his eyes and looked up to the sky and roared, and the old man laughed and enjoyed it. .

The alcohol in the body was ignited by the excitement at this moment and turned into a catalyst for intense restlessness.

Everyone stretched their voices until their voices became hoarse and they were covered in sweat.

"I'm going to sing Ranieri's song! Hahahaha, come here for two years and bring four championships! He is simply too strong!" the old man shouted with a smile.

"No, no, no, it's mainly due to Chen Yufeng! We must sing Chen Yufeng's song. He has scored nearly a hundred goals in the past two years!" the manager shouted.

"Are you singers? Do you sing every day? What song are you singing at this time?"

Jones made an astonishing statement, "There are very few songs of joy, and everyone is tired of singing praises. Aren't the remaining songs just praising suffering?"

"As long as we know that we are the champions, we don't need to divide who deserves more credit and who deserves less credit."

"According to what you say, the one who brought Ranieri and the one who brought Chen Yufeng, Vichai, is the one who has the greatest credit?"

"Okay, come on!"

Jones took off his clothes, looked at the fire tent next to him, and threw it over. "Leicester City is the champion! I use the clothes that have been with me the longest to pray for everyone in the team. I hope they all have a better life than this." Time for a more successful career!”

"Hahahaha! I hope that when I think about this day in the future, I can also think of this piece of clothing that was burned in excitement."

"This can help me better restore the emotions of the day and remember this moment!"

“Wuhu!!”

The two people next to them were a little stunned for the first time. After they reacted, they didn't come up with any new tricks. They had to imitate Jones and took off their clothes and threw them in, and then shouted the words that had already resounded throughout the world - —"Leicester City are the champions!!"

"Boss, thank you for your season tickets! I have participated in our season." Jones looked at the management staff and said seriously.

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At the same time, the Malhad family, who had Chen Yufeng's photo hanging on the wall, were doing something in a hurry.

Malhad was in poor health and was sitting on the sofa giving instructions.

The wife complained and retorted to Malhad while working back and forth.

"I need you to tell me what to do? Where is the poor signal? Is it a problem with the reception on the roof? I ran up there several times and it still doesn't get better!" My wife was also very anxious and complained while consulting.

"I don't know. If there was no problem with my body, I would definitely get these things done, but now I can't lean down to see what went wrong!" Malhad felt aggrieved and anxious.

The TV had no signal. He had just watched the 90 minutes pass when the fourth official came to the sideline with a stoppage sign, but the screen went black.

"This damn thing!" The wife didn't know who she was talking about, so she hurriedly clicked on the TV.

"Hurry up, hurry up, the game may be over!" Malhad was still urging.

"I know! Shut up! Sarafo...Bichi!"

At this moment, there was a faint sound outside the window. It seemed that someone was cheering. It seemed that there were many, many more people on the street.

There was a window behind Malhad. He turned around and opened one of the windows, and stuck his head out to look around.

Soon, he saw the crowds of people running around waving Leicester City flags and pulling scarves.

"Ohhh...!"

This crowd may only have three or five people at first, but then it grows and grows, and many people from all over the world come out of their homes and join the team.

"Here...!" The TV signal suddenly improved, and the two of them turned back at the same time and looked at the screen.

The camera was focused on Chen Yufeng. He tore off his clothes and was running away. A commentary voice sounded next to him.

"In a bloodless game, Leicester City retained its stability and finally defeated Sunderland with a score of three to one! They became the third team in the history of the Premier League to complete the defense of the title!"

"A devastating season! The devastating Blue Fox team! Under the leadership of Ranieri and Chen Yufeng, they have become the new devils of the Premier League!"

"Next year, we don't know who's going to leave this team, we don't know who's going to stay, and we don't know if they're going to remain competitive."

"We can only congratulate this group of players for achieving such an achievement today!"

"..."

Malhad and his wife looked at each other. They didn't know whether to cry or laugh. They didn't catch the final whistle, but they were really sure that the team won the championship.

"Haha...hahaha...ah..."

"Ah...well..." The two of them made strange noises, seeming to be crying and laughing at the same time.

(End of this chapter)