Football: A late bloomer, starting with Leicester City

Chapter 71 Philip pretends to be confident, Vardy is about to break the record (please vote for me)
After the day's training is over.

Phillip returned to his home in a hurry, checked the equipment and retrieved information in one go, and sat in front of the computer and worked hard for a long time.

But the final result is still unclear.

He had to order a new set of equipment from the Internet and prepare to test it in the next few days of training.

This was an issue related to his knowledge system and career, and he had no reason not to pay attention to it.

In the next few days of training, Philip was obviously more serious.

I stopped drinking beer and stayed in front of my laptop all the time, observing something.

However, the further back he went, the deeper his frown deepened, and he kept mumbling something.

"This completely subverts all my understanding of what is going on with this kid's body!"

At the end, Philip felt a little collapsed, "Gradual improvement is normal, so what the hell was that sharp decline before?!"

It’s not like he has never brought older players. Thiago Silva, who currently plays for Paris Saint-Germain, is about the same age as Chen Yufeng.

From Philip's understanding, at this age, it is indeed a little difficult to improve physical fitness and other aspects of function, but that is still relatively difficult for young people.

As long as he puts in more effort, a player around 30 years old will not decline significantly.

This is obviously still a moment in the prime of life. It is possible to adjust the body to be close to its previous peak period. How could it not be improved?
Moreover, Chen Yufeng's problem is that he had clearly improved and stabilized in the past month or so.

But in the past few days, it suddenly felt like I was on a roller coaster and suddenly fell back to the starting point.

"Do you usually smoke or drink, or do you have some more serious bad habits?"

Phillip couldn't help but think about the worst, and he even thought of a taboo.

"Absolutely not."

Chen Yufeng shook his head and denied this statement.

As if he was afraid that Phillip would be too suspicious, he paused and could only continue to prevaricate, "My body may indeed be a little weird."

"You know, after all, I'm not young anymore."

"Furthermore, yellow people are different from white people and black people. Maybe we are special."

He chose two lame reasons, two reasons that tore apart Philip's knowledge system, making him unable to believe it and unable to find a point to fight back.

"Give me some more time and we'll see at the end of the season."

Phillip's expression was a little heavy, but he still suppressed his confusion and pretended to be confident.

He was even a little afraid that Chen Yufeng would not trust his professional abilities. "Don't worry about yourself. There should be no big problem."

"Since I said it, I will do my best to do it."

"At the end of the season, you must be one of the most capable players in your club."

After saying this, the two separated from the training ground.

After Chen Yufeng returned home, he studied his points and thought about the next time to add points.

Philip hurriedly began to refer to literature and information, trying to find some special cases of physical training.

Both are on a 'bright' road.

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On October 10.31, the last day of the month arrived, the weather became increasingly cold, and heavy rainfall once again swept across central England.

02:30pm, King Power Stadium.

The drifting wind and rain here made the players' sight somewhat blocked. The stadium staff had no choice but to turn on some of the lights in the second half.

In the 11th round of the Premier League, the match between Leicester City and West Bromwich Albion is being played here.

The slippery field gave the game a lot of variables, making it impossible for both sides to pass and receive the ball smoothly.

It was a slightly ugly game with very little coherence.

"Oh!"

At the 601st minute of game No. [-], there was finally some movement in the sparse game.West Bromwich Albion midfielder No. [-] took a free kick. After the football bounced off the ground, it followed the rain and rolled towards the goal even faster.

Schmeichel had nothing to do with the ball in this weather. Even though his fingers had touched it, he still hit it into the net.

The away West Brom fans burst into cheers, and the West Brom captain also completed a graceful kneel-down in the rain.

In such a rainy melee, they have seen the possibility of getting points from Leicester City.

"Don't worry, there's still a chance, go out and press high and force them to make mistakes, okay?"

Leicester City captain Morgan stood up and clapped to encourage his teammates. His tall figure looked particularly tall in the rainy weather.

The game restarted soon, and the team sometimes lost the ball inexplicably, which always troubled this group of boys.

They can only work harder in the midfield and frontcourt to pursue opportunities to score the opponent's goal.

Although the tactic is defensive counterattack, it sounds like the defensive aspect is more important.

But so far in the season, the Leicester City players have already understood that conceding goals is not terrible, just try to score more.

Anyway, as long as you score more goals than you concede, you will definitely win...

"Oh!"

In the second minute of Game No. 70, determined to give it a try, Chen Yufeng predicted a possible passing route from the opponent's full-back and tackled in advance.

Immediately, he felt the football bounce onto his calf and pop forward.

He predicted correctly and completed the steal.

"Shet."

West Brom's full-back did not expect such a move and quickly got up and chased back, but unfortunately it was too late.

The neurotic striker Vardy had already inserted himself behind him and kicked the goal from a relatively small angle.

"Vardy! He received a tackle from Chen Yufeng."

"One kick! I got the ball!"

"Vardy scored his tenth Premier League goal this season. This is also his eighth consecutive game. He has maintained his stability!"

"We still have two more games to tie the ten-game scoring streak set by Ruud van Nistelrooy!"

"Chen Yufeng's exquisite tackle is also his sixth assist in the Premier League this season. It came so suddenly and so quickly!"

"One to one, Leicester City tied the score!"

As commentator Zhan Jun's voice sounded, Vardy on the court rushed towards Chen Yufeng with unbearable passion.

There was a sense of relief on his expression, and he laughed after hugging Chen Yufeng.

"It really saved my life. I almost fell away from Ruud van Nistelrooy's record!"

"With two more games left, I will definitely be able to tie him and surpass him later!"

Vardy spoke with determination. For him, surpassing the top shooters on such a stage is naturally his dream.

Step by step, he has reached this point, with the record in front of him. He must consider whether this is his only chance to leave his own legend in football.

"you will."

Chen Yufeng patted Vardy on the shoulder and encouraged him.

He was later replaced by Albrighton.

As Vardy scored another goal through a penalty kick shortly after, West Brom equalized in a corner kick before the end of the game.

The final score of this game was fixed at [-]-[-].

It's a pity that I didn't get all three points.

But this is at least better than not getting a point. The soldiers of Leicester City accepted this result and actively prepared for the next Premier League game.

(End of this chapter)