Football: A late bloomer, starting with Leicester City

Chapter 77: Reaching the top of the standings for the first time in the season (please vote for me)

"We're at the top!"

"Leicester City surpassed Manchester City and came to first place in the standings!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Not long after the game, fans shouted out one after another in the Leicestershire bar, with long-lasting emotions in their voices.

The news, like the plague, quickly spread throughout Leicestershire and reached the ears of every fan.

Everyone picked up their mobile phones, excitedly opened the Premier League standings, took screenshots and posted them on social media to show off a little.

Their emotions were very exciting. More and more people walked out of their homes and went to nearby bars and barbecue restaurants to sit with their friends, drink skewers and celebrate.

Everyone's face was filled with joy, as if Christmas had come early.

"Hahahaha... On this day, I can say that we are the boss of England!"

"I have to say, this feels really good. This is not just a team issue, it also involves the region."

"Yes, you would think that those teams in the north of England, those teams in London, and a lot of the big clubs in the city, they are all sitting on the back foot of Leicester."

"I feel like Leicester is the center of England now."

"Hahahaha! Incredible thirteen-round performance, incredible Vardy, Mahrez, Chen Yufeng!"

"..."

Laughter filled the sky over the city, permeating every restaurant, every bar, and every residential house.

Perhaps, this is what Ranieri said, the feeling of upper class society.

In the UK, football culture has already penetrated into everyone's life, and everything in every city has become a national sport.

This is completely different. They don't care too much about other economic strength, urban employment rate, housing prices, school districts, etc.

Maybe this is something they shouldn't have considered, it's a cultural influence and has nothing to do with football.

But aside from these, football is indeed a great source of honor and pride, especially for the indigenous people in each city.

They are proud of their local team. They will accompany this team through its ups and downs and experience the bitterness and joy involved.

Because this is probably the team they have been supporting for generations.

Each team symbolizes the city, or a community in the city. It is the signature of the city and the landmark of the city.

"I know that we will not stay too long and will be squeezed out by them soon, but I really want to say one thing. With such a small investment and the outside world being so unfavorable, thirteen rounds have passed. We reached the top spot, which is a counterattack in itself!”

In the pub at night, some people are already drunk, with red faces, bragging, or dreaming of sweet dreams rationally or idealistically.

"This is indeed an incredible counterattack! Maybe people will only remember the ultimate winner, the real league champion! But for Leicester people, in our hearts, this team has won Become a champion once!"

"Our players are so good, and so are our coaches, including boss Vichai, who is nothing like those vampire bosses!"

"These people in Leicester represent everything about us, sending out our unwilling roar to the entire British Peninsula and letting the whole world know our hometown. They are all heroes!"

"We are not losers, we are not weak, we have the best!"

"..."

The plague-like news continued to spread, and eventually the entire city was enveloped in this atmosphere, and even a handful of people who didn't follow football knew about it.

In a dilapidated house, Lampes returned home after a busy day and fell on the bed tiredly, not wanting to talk.

As his family's situation deteriorates day by day, he must take responsibility for his previous impulse and find more jobs to make money.

Somehow, Lampes always felt that there seemed to be some noise outside the window today.

"Maybe Leicester City won again. We didn't even have time to watch Newcastle play today."

Lampez laughed a little self-deprecatingly and couldn't help lying on the bedside, watching the situation outside.

Everyone seemed happy, waving flags and singing the team's anthem. "Is it a big victory?"

He couldn't help but imagine that this was not like an ordinary win.

"Creak." The door was suddenly pushed open. Lampez turned around and saw his wife Helena standing at the door, her expression slightly dull.

"what happened again?"

Due to frequent quarrels in recent months, Lampez was already a little afraid of his wife and thought she was coming to trouble him again.

He was very tired today, so he was inevitably a little anxious.

However, he brought this on himself, and Lampes knew it, so he always felt a little guilty.

The street lights outside the window were projected into the house, and Rampes vaguely seemed to see the shock on Helena's face and the slight rise and fall of her chest.

"you……"

Helena swallowed slightly, paused for a few breaths before speaking slowly: "What are the odds of buying the Leicester City lottery ticket?"

"I'm already very tired, Helena. I don't want to ask this question anymore..."

"No, I'm seriously asking you, what are the odds?"

"One to five thousand."

"Is the lottery ticket on the bedside table?" Helena swallowed again and asked.

"Yes, what happened?"

Rampes frowned and lay on the bed, confused.

Helena quickly stepped forward, took out the lottery ticket, and looked over it repeatedly while still calculating something.

"Leicester City top the Premier League today."

"I know this is impossible, but you can't quarrel with me every time. I work hard every day and I am responsible for my actions." Lampes was so tired that he was in a trance. .

Suddenly, he suddenly turned his head and stared at Helena's face, turned his head and glanced out the window again, as if he knew something, then suddenly sat up from the bed and picked up his mobile phone.

After a while, Lampes put down the phone and said, "Holishette..."

The two looked at each other deeply and were silent for a long time.

"Wait, let me calm down."

Lampes took many deep breaths and then said: "First place in the thirteenth round..."

"Although the possibility of them stabilizing this position is very small and everyone will not believe it, but for us, we have to keep looking forward to it."

"This is the only ray of light that shines into our lives. We must seize it and hope that it will come true."

"This is a signal!"

After saying the last words, Rampes took the lottery ticket out of Helena's hand, put it in the safe and locked it tightly, and then returned to the bed.

He couldn't even imagine what he would be like if it finally happened.

At this moment, Helena suddenly took off the gauze on her shoulders and stood beside the bed.

"You..." Rampes was stunned.

"Celebrate."

"Now is not the time to celebrate, and hope is equally slim."

"For a long time……"

Not long after, there was a sound of rapid breathing, and Lampes smiled happily, half pushing and half giving.

(End of this chapter)