Football: A late bloomer, starting with Leicester City

Chapter 81 Who is it?who is it?It's Vardy!It was Chen Yufeng who assisted Vardy! (asking for monthly ticket)
At the King Power Stadium, Leicester City fans have already taken their seats.

The stadium, which can accommodate 3 people, was packed today, with less than 500 tickets reserved for the visiting team.

There are also many Leicester City fans looking towards the stadium from the fence of the gate, the upper edge of the wall, etc.

In short, every place where you can see the stadium is crowded today.

Many people who had important things to do and were not prepared to come to the game, after listening to Van Gaal's pre-match press conference, also drove to the outside of the stadium and nearby bars to stand with other fans.

They are really angry!

Ranieri and every player on the team have provided them with countless wonderful games and classic moments this season, bringing them too much joy!
They cannot tolerate their team being insulted like this.

This is not an insult to the team, this is a slap in their face!
"Leicester City, defeat Manchester United!"

"Van Gaal is exhausted! Our Vardy will step on your head and break your legendary Ruud van Nistelrooy's record!"

"Old immortal guy, Leicestershire has never been a place for you to run wild, get out of here!"

"Go home with failure!"

"What the hell! I'm so angry!"

"kill!"

"..."

Leicester City fans were filled with indignation in the stands, and then they sang and shouted under the organization, using all their strength to cheer for the team.

They hope this will increase the players' fighting spirit and increase their winning rate.

Even if that’s hard…

In the locker room, all the players who had completed their warm-up were sitting here, waiting for Ranieri's final mobilization before the game.

They all paid attention to Van Gaal's remarks and the remarks of many media people before the game. Everyone was actually emotional at this time.

Only Ranieri, an old coach who has gone through great storms, is still the same as usual at this moment.

He is often called a tinker and is used to this.

Over the years, too many coaches and too many media people have made fun of him and his team.

Ranieri, whose edges had been smoothed, just smiled slightly and said softly: "Relax, don't be nervous."

"As I said before, I must see you 100%. The result is not important, the process is."

It was as if he hadn't heard any off-field remarks, and he was still the same, as if he really had no emotions.

But who can understand the real bitterness in it.

"Okay kids, let's go on the field, stay busy, stay busy!"

As Ranieri clapped his hands and raised his volume, Leicester City players all walked out of the dressing room with murderous faces and the belief that they would win.

The opponent is Manchester United, a very strong opponent, but are they just chickens to be slaughtered?
they are not!

This tone today is for the fans, for Mr. Ranieri, and for themselves!

Chen Yufeng's emotions were also aroused. He could feel many of the details, which made him want to play and win.

When he came to the players' tunnel, he quickly saw a familiar figure, "Linda."

The little girl Linda was standing in front, refusing Huth and Fox's invitation to hold hands, as if waiting for him.

"Hello, I have applied to become a ball boy for Leicester City again."

Linda said something to Chen Yufeng, who nodded slightly and smiled.

"Aren't you happy today?"

Linda seemed to notice something and asked.

"A little bit, maybe I just want to win."

Chen Yufeng lost his expression. He turned to look at the Manchester United team next to him and saw many stars.

Including veteran Rooney, he was also standing in front today, waiting to play.

This talented player who once came to Manchester United with Cristiano Ronaldo is still sticking to the Red Devils, turning from a young general to a veteran, watching Manchester United's new generation players come up one after another.

As if feeling something, Rooney turned his head, glanced at Chen Yufeng, and smiled.

This is like a tacit understanding between two veterans. Although Chen Yufeng has nothing, Rooney is already close to the club's Grand Slam.But they may be in a similar situation now.

"Then we must win this game, okay? Let's pull the hook."

Linda stretched out her little finger and handed it to Chen Yufeng.

Looking at the childish little girl in front of him, Chen Yufeng put down the confusion and pressure in his heart, stretched out his right hand, and hooked up with Linda, "I will fight for it."

Soon, as the players came to the field to prepare, Linda returned to the stands and sat next to her parents again.

"What did you tell him?" Linda's mother was slightly curious.

"I hooked up with him and said I must win this game." Linda scratched her temples, a little stupidly clear.

"Hahaha, that's difficult." My mother laughed from the side.

"It's hard to fight for. Look at what that old guy Van Gaal said before the game. This is blatant discrimination against us!" Linda's father looked from the side and was also a little angry.

"Beep!"

Not long after, the game officially started.

on the edge of the field.

Ranieri and Van Gaal also walked towards the extended line of the center circle and stretched out their hands.

"Good game!"

Ranieri sent his blessing to Van Gaal and stretched out his right hand.

"Ah."

Van Gaal didn't even turn to look at Ranieri and kept staring at the court. He just reached out and patted him symbolically, not even shaking hands.

From any angle, Ranieri is a bit embarrassed at this time.

He smiled slightly and turned around as if he was used to it.

But not many people noticed the trembling at the corners of his mouth and eyes, and the wandering look deep in his eyes.

"Bang!!"

In the 17th minute of the game, a kick that penetrated the ribs came from Chen Yufeng's feet.

"Fill up, don't let him hit the goal!"

Luke Xiao, who realized that he had lost his position, shouted towards Smalling with horrified eyes.

Smalling immediately rushed sideways, trying to limit Vardy's shot.

But Vardy, who is very fast and very frequent, obviously does not intend to give him this opportunity.

"Bang!!"

A running volley blasted out into the far corner of the goal.

De Gea, who was still relatively young at the time, was obviously not very experienced. While blocking the near corner, he missed the far corner.

Even though he reacted quickly, the football still slipped under his arm and into the goal.

"Yeahhhhhh...!!" The cathartic shouts of the Leicester City fans immediately spread throughout the stadium, even floating towards the sky above the stadium, and spread all the way to the outside.

Hearing such loud shouts, the Leicester City fans who did not enter the stadium knew that their home team had scored.

"Who is it! Who is it!"

Some people asked excitedly, even at a loss.

"Vardy! Chen Yufeng assists Vardy! Leading [-]-[-]! Vardy broke the record!"

Some people who were lying on the fence to watch revealed this to the fans with trembling voices and urgently needed a quick-acting life-saving pill.

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