Football: A late bloomer, starting with Leicester City

Chapter 60 The arrogant Alan Pardew takes the free kick as a penalty kick! (please ask for more tickets)
Looking back to Leicester City's training base, in the next few days, the team began to pay attention to this game in the English League Cup quarter-finals.

After playing Crystal Palace in the next round of the Premier League, they will go to Hull City's home court to compete with Hull City for a spot in the semi-finals.

Whether it is the EFL Cup or the FA Cup, winning the championship is actually very meaningful, especially for a small team like Leicester City.

Now, with an event right in front of them, they certainly weren't going to let him slip away easily.

On the 10th and 23rd, there was still one day left before the tenth round of the Premier League.

Ranieri ended the pre-match team meeting, determined the roster and starting candidates, and left a final message.

"I will not give up the EFL Cup. This is a championship we can strive for this season."

"Of course, the premise is that you must handle the matches in the Premier League well and give me and the team's top management more confidence."

"Another point is that if you choose the EFL Cup, you will have to give up the FA Cup. I hope everyone knows this in advance."

"Considering the second half of the schedule, we don't have that thick of a bench."

"Okay, tomorrow we will play against Crystal Palace. I hope we can win and get all three points."

After saying these words, Ranieri left the meeting room, and the players sitting here suddenly started chatting noisily.

"The last time we won the EFL Cup was in 2000?"

"Yes."

"Then maybe we can fight hard this time. I hope we can create an embarrassing record of not having a top event championship for more than ten years."

"Yes, in the past ten years or so, we have had nothing but the Championship of League One and the Championship."

"Let's win against Crystal Palace tomorrow first. They are not an easy opponent to beat."

"Yes, come on, brothers!"

"come on!"

"..."

The players cheered each other up and looked forward to it together.

On the 10th and 24th, Leicester City came to the home court of Crystal Palace to play away against this powerful Premier League team.

The strength of each line of Crystal Palace is very balanced. There may not be a few very well-known stars in the team, but they are all experienced players who have been in the Premier League all year round.

Under the leadership of Alan Pardew, who became famous at a young age, this team has performed at a good level and is currently ranked No. 7 in the Premier League.

"I don't think Leicester City are very capable. They have encountered too few challenges. This is an inexperienced team."

At the pre-match press conference, Crystal Palace head coach Alan Pardew spoke eloquently, even a little arrogantly, "And we are a first-class team with British tradition, and they will never be able to match them in terms of pitch hardness."

"As for the result you just mentioned? Of course, I am still optimistic that the team can win at home and win against them, even though I know they have been very motivated recently."

"Thank you, I won't answer any more questions."

After saying the last words, Alan Padu left the scene gracefully, a little deliberately, as if he had been living in a drama of his own fantasy.

And when the game officially started, when Crystal Palace took a [-]-[-] lead through Zaha's wing breakthrough and a pass from the bottom, Alan Pardew's arrogance reached its peak.

"Ohhhhh..."

Bathed in the crazy shouts of the fans, Alan Pardew celebrated crazily on the touchline, and even came to the Leicester City coach's bench to celebrate without any grace.

"Just fight and defeat them!"

"I've said it before, their wing defense is vulnerable, Zaha, burst him!"

Alan Pardu shouted excitedly, not caring that Ranieri was behind him.

Several assistant coaches in the Leicester City coach's seat quickly stood up with some displeasure and walked towards him, as if they wanted to ask for an explanation.

"Forget it, let him celebrate."

Ranieri looked calm and stopped his assistants.

He still looked like he was facing the collapse of the mountain without changing his expression, as if he had no temper at all.

Play on the pitch quickly resumed.

Game No.306 minutes.

Crystal Palace's left wing once again played a wonderful match. Zaha received a one-two pass and broke through the wing defense to make a pass.

Campbell, who was outflanking in the middle, rushed forward and made a diving dive to head the ball towards the goal.

"Crack!" A huge iron sound sounded, and the football hit the goal post and bounced to the other side.

Leicester City survived!
Campbell didn't take advantage of this opportunity!

"It's okay, that's it, just hold me down and hit them! Use our hardness to smash them into pieces!"

Alan Pardu, who always maintained a high level of enthusiasm on the sidelines, roared with wide eyes again.

But in football, wasted opportunities are often punished.

Just when the football bounced to the other side, Fox caught it and passed it to Drinkwater in the middle.

Leicester City got a great chance to counterattack.Mahrez Vardy and Chen Yufeng rushed at three points, inserting into the backcourt of Crystal Palace at high speed like tigers, with Shinji Oka holding the ball next to them.

"Oh!"

Drinkwater passed the ball to Mahrez. Mahrez did not stop the ball and passed the ball directly to Vardy.

After Vardy received the ball, with a simple shake of his body, he hit the ball and quickly reached the penalty area line.

Seeing that something was wrong, the Crystal Palace defender made a desperate slide tackle and tripped Vardy.

"Beep!" The referee's whistle sounded quickly. This was undoubtedly a very obvious foul.

"Penalty kick! I entered the penalty area!"

Vardy sat up and quickly raised his hands and shouted to the referee.

"No, that's not a penalty, that's definitely not a penalty!"

The Crystal Palace defender was also complaining to the referee, waving his hands with an innocent look on his face.

Alan Pardu looked nervously at the court on the sidelines, fearing that the team would actually be awarded a penalty kick.

The position just now was too ambiguous, and anything could be said.

"Yeahhh..." As the cheers quickly rang out in the stadium, Alan Pardu once again waved his right hand excitedly, as if he was surviving the disaster.

I saw that the referee on the court did not raise his hand into the penalty area, but started to draw the line at the penalty area line.

This is a free kick!

The Leicester City players quickly became dissatisfied and surrounded the referee to complain.

Vardy also received a yellow card in the process.

"It doesn't matter, brother, I will punish you."

At the critical moment, Chen Yufeng hugged Vardy, who was slightly out of control, and comforted him.

Vardy's chest rose and fell a few times, and he hugged Chen Yufeng, "You must hit it in and give them a good look!"

"Ok."

Chen Yufeng nodded slightly, carried the football to the penalty spot, and stepped on the lawn to test the condition.

The goalkeeper quickly lined up the wall, and then the referee's whistle sounded: "Beep!"

"call……"

Taking a deep breath, Chen Yufeng glanced at the center of gravity of the goalkeeper's knees to judge where he expected the football to land.

After seeing the near corner blocked by the human wall, a smile appeared on his lips.

"Chen Yufeng, he is going to take this free kick now."

"The run-up has begun, let's see the quality of this free throw!"

"One kick!"

"Oh! Beautiful! Beautiful! Chen Yufeng sent the ball into the far corner. It was a ten-point corner, a quality that the goalkeeper had no way to save!"

"Second free kick goal of the season and fourth in the Premier League!"

"It's unimaginable that Leicester City evened the score through Chen Yufeng's free kick!"

Zhan Jun in the Sina Sports live broadcast room was broadcasting the latest battle situation to the fans all the way. Director Zhang Lu, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help but stand up and applaud.

In the center of the stadium, as the football touched the net, the Leicester City fans at the scene also burst into passionate cheers.

"Nais! Let's show it to these idiots!"

"Damn it, if you really think we are easy to bully, we will treat the free kick as a penalty kick!"

"Yufeng, one more!"

Leicester City teammates rushed towards Chen Yufeng while continuing to send out congratulations.

There was a look of release on their faces, as if they had beaten back all the injustice just now.

The protagonist of the goal, Chen Yufeng, came to the corner flag area with a smile on his face and rowed out again.

He said he wanted to skate all the courses.

This is his signature celebration.

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