Chapter 116 Deeply Stimulated
“In a key Premier League match that just ended, Tyne, playing at home, defeated Waltham 3:2. With this victory, Tyne surpassed Waltham in the rankings and became fifth in the league. The fourth-placed Soft United are only four points behind! Of course, Soft United has not played this league yet, so this is not the final point difference...
"The star player of this game is Tyne's No. 7 Vitini. He scored a hat trick in this game. This is the first time he has scored a hat trick since joining Tyne. After just rejecting Madrid FC, Vitti Ni's hat-trick gave all Tyne fans reassurance...
"Vitini's recent performance has been very good, and this hat-trick also proves how important he is to Tyne... It takes a lot of courage to publicly reject FC Madrid and announce that he will stay in Tyne. But he did it. , I think his status in the hearts of Tyne fans must have reached a higher level..."
When Sonny Dean returned home, he walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down in such a dark environment without turning on the lights.
In fact, his performance today was not bad, quite satisfactory. But compared with Vitini, who scored a hat trick, it pales in comparison.
So far this season, Vitini has scored 16 goals and is currently the team's top scorer in Tyne.
Ten of these goals were scored after Wang Lie joined the team...
What the hell!
Do fans and idols really have this kind of bond?
Playing football next to your idol, will you get divine help?
Is the power of the spirit so powerful?
As long as you believe in Wang Lie and admire him from the bottom of your heart, your performance will get better and better?
Is Wang Lie comparable to God?
Questions filled Dean's mind one after another, making him increasingly silent in the night-shrouded room.
After his eyes adjusted to the dark light, he looked down at his bare feet.
He couldn't help but think of Wang Lie's evaluation of himself:
The ankle strength was insufficient, so he was unable to score goals.
He was right, since he injured his right ankle two years ago, his right ankle strength is not as strong as before.
On the one hand, it is because when recovering from an injury, the muscles there cannot be exercised, resulting in a lack of strength.
But the more important reason is his psychological shadow.
After returning from injury, he always subconsciously felt that his right ankle was still in danger and did not dare to exert force.
It's usually fine, but it has an impact when shooting.
Since that ankle injury, his goalscoring numbers have dropped significantly and his performance isn't what it used to be.
The media criticized him for being indulgent and depraved just because he got a big contract.
A few people also mentioned the impact of the injury on him.
However, most people feel that injuries are a common occurrence for professional players. If they perform poorly after being injured, doesn't it mean that everyone can blame the injury for their sluggish performance?
Moreover, Dean's ankle injury was not a major career-threatening injury.
It has been so long since he returned from injury, but his performance has still not improved. It is always ups and downs. Is it too much to say that it is affected by the injury?
But for Dean, he was indeed affected by injuries.
It's just that the impact is not on the body, but on the heart.
After that ankle injury, Dean was often afraid of a recurrence of the ankle injury. After all, the probability of the recurrence of the old injury was too high. The ankle is one of the most burdensome parts. His career is still very long. Who knows when he will suddenly have another problem in the future?
This was like planting a bomb in his heart and body that he didn't know when to explode.
In order to avoid increasing the burden on the injured right ankle and increasing the probability of recurrence of the old injury, Dean will consciously reduce the force exerted by his right foot during the game.
This long-term practice of using the left foot to compensate, in turn, increases the burden on the left foot.
Therefore, his left foot is not actually healthy.
Physically, he is always in a state of "residual blood", and psychologically he is suspicious...
The performance of the once talented boy is now ups and downs, good and bad, which is normal.
But for this deep-seated reason, Dean couldn't tell anyone.
He couldn't show his vulnerable side to the outside world, couldn't tell everyone that he was actually a coward who didn't dare to go all out for fear of getting hurt again.
In public perception, football players must be strong. This strength is not only physical, but also psychological.
That is, everyone agrees that you are a professional player, you should be able to withstand pressure, you should be brave and tenacious, and you cannot expose your vulnerable side, otherwise you will be finished...
So he could only use the outer shell of a playful and smiling face to tightly wrap his cowardly heart.
I'm not a coward, I just don't care.
Can't score?
It doesn't matter.
Can't win the game?
It doesn't matter.
Being scolded?
It doesn't matter.
Anyway, it’s definitely not because I can’t bear the pressure and choose to escape...
This was actually quite successful because no one knew he was a coward.
Everyone just scolded him as a prodigal, squandering his talent, and failing to meet the expectations of the fans...
He just needs to persevere and survive until the end of this season, and he will no longer have anything to do with his hometown team.
He went to Kensington, a wealthy team in London, where he could travel lightly and have a new future.
He was only twenty-seven years old, and he felt that he still had a lot of potential in his career.
He firmly believes that he only needs a change of environment to perform well and regain his previous feeling.
Moreover, his performance has indeed improved recently, and he has become a stable starter in Tyne.
In fact, he doesn't really care whether he scores a goal or not.
If this continues, at least when he leaves Tyne, he will have no regrets.
If it had continued like this, his story in Tyne would have had a pretty good ending.
This hometown team that once carried all his dreams and aspirations will eventually become an ordinary stop in his career.
Just like countless former Newcastle players.
They were born in Newcastle and grew up in Newcastle. In the end, whether they became famous or successful, they were not on the Newcastle team.
Maybe he will be like them. The so-called grand words and ambitions in his childhood were just the nonsense and wishful thinking of young and ignorant people.
This is very common, and there is nothing to blame. Everyone has been through this, and he is the same.
Until a few days ago, Vitini suddenly told everyone in the locker room that he not only rejected Madrid FC, but also wanted to make Tyne, a mid-to-lower team that has been on the verge of relegation every year, become a giant!
He was startled.
He knew that Vitini had always been "reckless", but he never expected that he could be so reckless...
It's like a madman suddenly appeared among a group of normal people!
But what's even crazier is that in the next game between Tyne and Waltham, this lunatic scored a hat trick, using practical actions to prove to his teammates that he was serious!
It's true!
This idiot is really determined to help Tyne become a wealthy family!
He didn't know if Vitini could succeed, but at this moment, Dean, who had never disdained this idiot, was shaken from the bottom of his heart.
It should have been a joy to win a home game against a direct competitor and surpass them in the league rankings.
But even now, sitting on the sofa at home, Dean still feels like he is dreaming, with a strong sense of unreality.
The dream world becomes as crazy as that stupid bird.
In this "dream world", Vitini is a normal person, and he is the abnormal alien.
He abandoned his hometown team, betrayed the expectations of his hometown fans, and chose to escape when the team needed him...
Everyone cheered and sang praises to Vitini, while he stayed far away from the crowd. There was a transparent wall between them, separating him from those people, as if they were two completely different worlds.
He became an outcast...
Dean finally woke up from his complicated thoughts.
He was still sitting on the sofa in the living room, and with the dim moonlight outside, he could barely see the furnishings in the room.
This is the mansion he bought after signing that big contract with Tyne.
This house is like a trophy to him, a staged reward for his football career.
Buying this mansion means that his career has entered a new stage.
However, after signing the contract with Kensington, he had decided to entrust the house to an agent for sale after he left. He feels he may not return to Newcastle for a long time.
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Because they won the game against Waltham yesterday, head coach McNeil still gave the team a half-day off today.
All players who participated in the game did not have to go to training in the morning.
But Wang Lie still followed his plan and conducted strength training at home in the morning.
But just as he was about to start training, the video doorbell outside the gate was connected.
Through the surveillance video on his mobile phone, he saw Sonny Dean standing outside the door, looking up at the camera. In the ultra-wide-angle camera picture, his face was somewhat distorted, making Dean look slightly funny...
Although Dean has been following him for morning training, it doesn't happen every day, and he doesn't ask Dean to come every day, especially the morning after the game.
Many players will sleep in at this time. After all, the body needs sufficient rest after playing a fierce game. If we still win, there will be some celebrations the night before, and we will sleep late and may not be able to get up in the morning.
Wang Lie understood Dean very well in this regard and never asked him to come to him for additional training the day after the game.
So in fact, he is not the kind of lunatic who can drive everyone crazy for training, he is still humane...
Wang Lie was not surprised when he saw the neighbor in the picture. Instead, he said to Dean outside the gate through the speaker of the access control system:
"I'm in the gym, just come over here."
Dean nodded, and the small door designed for pedestrians to enter and exit was opened.
He walked in and nodded to Wang Lie's father-in-law, who was doing "Chinese-style morning exercises" in the yard: "Good morning, Mr. Tang."
Tang Lingfeng was a little surprised to see him: "Good morning, Sonny. Why are you here?"
He knew that Dean would not come to Wang Lie for training the morning after the game.
"I came to see Wang for something..." Dean explained.
Tang Lingfeng suddenly said: "Oh, go ahead, he is in the gym."
"Goodbye." Dean waved him goodbye politely.
The gym is on the basement floor of Wang Lie's villa. He has to enter the main house first and then go downstairs.
When he entered the main house, he met Wei Qin who was busy preparing breakfast. The latter was a little surprised to see him: "Sonny, let's have breakfast together!"
Dean shook his head quickly: "No, Ms. Wei, I'm looking for Wang..."
He pointed in the direction of the gym.
"Ah, then go quickly!" Wei Qin waved her hand and turned around to get busy again.
Just as Dean reached the stairs, he bumped into Tang Xingmei coming down from the second floor, so he stopped and said hello: "Good morning, Ms. Tang."
Tang Xingmei smiled at him and said: "Good morning, Sonny. Wang is in the gym, go find him."
Dean nodded and thanked Wang Lie's wife and walked down the stairs.
Before he could even reach the gym, he heard the sound of metal colliding with training equipment.
When he walked in, he saw Wang Lie sitting on the leg extension training machine. His legs were sandwiched between the two baffles of the training equipment. He kept his upper body straight, grabbed the handles below with both hands, and raised his legs until they were in contact with his upper body. Make a 90-degree right angle, then slowly lower it, and repeat.
He's working his hamstrings on the back of his thighs.
When he saw Dean walking in, he didn't stop moving, nor did he talk to Dean. Instead, he maintained a steady breathing rhythm and continued training.
Taking advantage of his opportunity to train, Dean did not speak, but looked around and took stock of Wang Lie's gym.
It contained almost all the equipment he had seen in the strength center at the training facility.
This is an amazingly large and very professional gym. It definitely doesn’t look like a few treadmills or elliptical machines.
In addition, he also saw a table tennis table...
After finishing this group, Wang Lie asked Dean, who was standing nearby, "What? Is something wrong?"
Dean said: "You once said you had a professional personal trainer?"
Wang Lie nodded: "Vincenzo Vitale. We have worked together for ten years and his level is very high."
"Is it because of him that you are still in such good physical condition?" Dean asked.
Wang Lie thought for a while. Although he was able to rejuvenate himself because of the plug-in, his physical functions are better now than when he was at the same age. This should be the result of so many years of physical training.
And his physical training comes from Vitale's guidance.
So my current physical condition does have something to do with Vitale.
Not really lying.
He nodded: "Yes, he helped me turn decay into magic."
"You said he could help me train my ankle strength..."
Wang Lie smiled: "Not just your ankles, he can help you reshape your body."
This sentence is not Wang Lie's bragging for Vincenzo Vitale. After all, he has been working with this professional physical coach since he moved to Soft United and has indeed benefited a lot from his physical training. .
What Vitale can do is not just to tune and strengthen one of his muscles, but to provide a training plan for his entire body. It is a comprehensive and overall training plan.
It’s definitely not the kind of training you’d use to treat a headache or a sore head or feet – of course, if you just want to do targeted training, that’s fine. Anyway, different training modes have different prices.
It just depends on what the customer needs.
After Wang Lie finished speaking, he joked: "What are you doing, are you stimulated?"
He could guess why Dean suddenly came to him.
Vitini's performance in the game yesterday was so impressive that even he was robbed of the limelight, let alone Dean.
The person he had always looked down on was exuding a dazzling light. How could Dean have no idea at all?
In fact, if Dean really didn't come to him and had no idea at all, then Wang Lie would admit it.
It shows that Dean is like this...
In the end, Dean actually came to him, and Wang Lie was quite happy - he hoped that every one of his teammates could become stronger, so that he could go further and higher.
Dean pretended not to hear this, but said: "I just need him to help me strengthen the muscles of my right ankle..."
Wang Lie looked at his feet and said: "I suggest you practice your left foot as well. You have been using your left foot to compensate for a long time. If you don't strengthen strength training, I'm afraid your left ankle will be injured."
This time Dean didn't confront him, but just followed suit: "Okay. When can we start?"
"Vincenzo is not in Newcastle right now. I have to call him and ask..."
As he spoke, Wang Lie picked up the phone, found Vincenzo Vitale's name in the address book, and dialed him in front of Dean.
"Hey, how are you? What are you doing? Oh, there's something... One of my teammates wants to ask you to help him develop ankle muscle strength training content..."
After Wang Lie explained Dean's situation on the phone, he added: "You can come over and see how he is doing, and then talk about the specifics. OK, no problem. Well, he also wants to do it as soon as possible, okay. , OK..."
After making the call, Wang Lie said to Dean, who had been waiting beside him: "He will come over tomorrow and I will introduce you to him. In addition, his fee is not low, so you'd better be mentally prepared."
Wang Lie introduced him to a professional personal trainer, which was certainly not for charity. Dean would have to pay for it himself.
Dean did not object and agreed simply: "Okay."
Wang Lie looked at Sonny Dean, who was suddenly very obedient and reasonable today, and felt a little strange - it was the first time he had seen him like this since he transferred to Tyne.
He originally wanted to tease this boy who was still in his "rebellious period", but he stopped when he reached his lips.
Dean noticed a half-smiling expression on Wang Lie's face: "What's wrong? Are there any other questions?"
"No more." Wang Lie shook his head and then asked: "Vincenzo is coming tomorrow. Do you want to practice with me now?"
Dean was stunned for a moment, then looked at this professional gym. He shrugged: "Okay."
Tang Xingmei listened from outside the gym. When she heard the sound of mechanical collision coming from inside, a smile appeared on her face.
(End of chapter)