Chapter 22 Whoever wins, who do they help?
“Dean!”
Wang Lie’s roar rang out on the first team training ground, and this was no longer a match within the team. First time.
This is an intra-team game, and the players' performance in the game determines whether they can appear in tomorrow's official game.
Same as last time, Wang Lie and Sonny Dean were assigned to the substitute group.
So everyone could hear Wang Lie calling Dean's name again and again.
Although this game is related to the roster selection for the next game, in everyone's opinion, it is 100% impossible for Wang Lie to participate in tomorrow's game.
Because he only came to the team for training on the afternoon of the 21st and only practiced with the team for a total of three and a half days. How could he make it to the league match on the 25th?
No one thinks that head coach McNeil will select Wang Lie into the squad, but it seems that Wang Lie doesn't think so.
He was very active and worked hard in this intra-team match, unwilling to let go of any chance to score a goal.
Therefore, just now he clearly ran into the middle of the road and there was no defensive player around him. Goalkeeper Goetz was attracted by Dean to the near corner. As long as Dean passed the ball, he could push the empty goal and score. As a result, Dean chose to When he was surrounded, he shot from a small angle and missed the ball...that made Wang Lie so angry.
He pointed to his feet with both hands and shouted to Sonny Dean: "I'm free in the middle! If you give it, why not pass it?!"
Dean shrugged and spread his hands: " When a forward passes three defensive players in a row and faces the goalkeeper, doesn't it always happen to you?"
Wang Lie said with a straight face: "But I can hit you. Did you score just now? "
Dean was angry at the old scoundrel's strong words - is it possible that you can score every time? Have you forgotten the nickname given to you on the Internet, "The King of Waves"?
However, he did not argue with Wang Lie. Instead, he spread his hands and said in a coaxing tone like a child: "Okay, okay, I'll pass it on to you next time."
After saying that, he turned around and ran away. .
When the goalkeeper of the main team, Elliot Goetz, saw this scene, he couldn't help but cast a worried look at Wang Lie, for fear that he would rush up and have sex with Dean - who couldn't hear Dean? In a coaxing tone?
But Wang Lie was not angry. Instead, he shouted at Dean's back: "Okay, I'll wait for your pass!"
Don't say Goetz was surprised, even When Dean heard these words, he almost lost his pace...
He even couldn't help but look back at Wang Lie to confirm whether the old scoundrel had said what he just said, and saw Wang Lie nodding to him, with an expression that seemed to say, "We are committed!"
Psycho!
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After the two sides switched offense and defense for several rounds, it was the substitute team’s turn to attack.
This time, when Dean didn't have the ball, he began to observe Wang Lie's movement and found that the latter was in the middle of the main team's defense, pulling away laterally instead of inserting himself into space immediately.
This is normal, after all, the intention of directly inserting the space is too obvious, and the original space will disappear.
The main team pressed slightly higher and there was a lot of space behind them.
I have seen these openings, and Wang Lie must also be able to see them. He should be aiming at those openings.
Thinking of this, Dean turned around and asked for the ball from his teammates.
The football was passed quickly.
When the football rolled toward him, Dean turned to observe Wang Lie again.
I found that Wang Lie was also turning to look at him, and their eyes met in the air.
Dean clearly read that meaning from Wang Lie's eyes.
He smiled crookedly.
Don’t you want me to pass the ball to you?
Then go pick it up!
He adjusted his posture, kept the ball, and kicked the ball directly into the space behind the main team's defense!
At the same time, Wang Lie also broke out from behind the main center back Matje Katic and ran towards the landing point of the football!
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This ball was passed beautifully!
Even though he was his current opponent on the court, and even though he didn't have a good impression of Sonny Dean in private, Vitini still had to admit that Dean's non-stop pass was very decisive and his timing was very good - if he had Take a little more and then pass the ball, Brother Wang is offside.
Vitini feels that Brother Wang will definitely have a chance to score now, as long as he receives it, it will be a single shot!
Just... Huh?
No!
The spread is huge!
Fucking Sonny Dean!
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“Oh, it’s big!” Assistant coach Cesar Varro, who was watching the game from the sidelines, couldn’t help but sigh in a low voice.
After Wang Lie broke out of the main team's defense, the football had already flown half the distance on the football field.
Looking at the flight path of the football at this time, you will find that the ball is slightly deflected to the outside, and Wang Lie has to speed up and chase it two more steps.
Wang Lie also discovered this. He did not stop and spread his hands to complain. Instead, he gritted his teeth and chased after him. Then he raised his right leg while running, threw away all his weight, threw his body out, and swept towards the football with all his strength.
Bang!
A shot that was almost like a tackle, but he still hit the football.
It’s just that in such a situation where the center of gravity is completely lost, the quality of the shot that can be kicked cannot be guaranteed...
Goalkeeper Elliot Goetz was stuck in the near corner, raised his arm, He raised his head and turned around to look back.
The football just flew in front of him, then flew high over the crossbar, hit the barbed wire wall behind him, made a crisp sound, and then fell down.
"No, it's not big, it's within the normal range." After the attack was over, head coach McNeil corrected his assistant. "If Wang was a few years younger, he could easily catch up with the ball, throw away the defense and shoot. There is no need to be so embarrassed."
Varro curled his lips: "You already said, 'If Wang was younger, How old'..."
McNeil sighed: "Yes, it would be great if the king could be a few years younger..."
Varro rolled his eyes at him: "Don't be clean. Think of a good thing. Wang's sense of goal is still there, but his physical function is no longer enough to support him from behind so frequently. He has to play like a center forward."
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After Wang Lie reluctantly completed the shot, he lost his balance and rolled around on the ground before lying on the turf.
But he still looked up at the goal, wanting to confirm the result of his shot.
What he saw was the football flying over the crossbar and hitting the barbed wire wall behind the goal.
So he lowered his head and buried it in the turf.
But it only took a moment, and he stood up from the ground again.
Seeing Wang Lie getting up from the ground, Dean was a little panicked.
In fact, after the football was passed, he realized that he should have passed it a little wider.
But he really didn't mean it - it is very difficult to pass the ball directly without stopping, and no one can guarantee that such a pass will be accurate every time.
He does use more force when passing the ball, but if the force is not enough, the ball may be blocked by the defender of the main team...
He would definitely rather give more lead time, and at least give priority to ensuring that the football can be passed.
But... the result of this may be that in the eyes of others, he is deliberately spreading rumors and making things difficult for Wang Lie.
And it’s really hard for him to defend himself...
Because he really had a little selfish intention to make things difficult for Wang Lie before passing the ball.
But when he saw Wang Lie try his best to grab a shot, but the football flew away, deep down in his heart he did not see the pleasure of Wang Lie's embarrassment, but he couldn't bear it.
Especially when he saw Wang Lie lying on the ground and burying his head in the grass.
What he saw at such a close distance was what is called "the twilight of heroes". There was no TV screen or satellite broadcast signal between them, which was more impactful and shocked him even more.
The once omnipotent China Wang would also have such a powerless moment...
Dean didn't have much time to feel sad, because he saw Wang Lie had gotten up from the ground. Then he realized whether Wang Lie had decided that his pass was a deliberate attempt to make him look foolish...
He was a little panicked.
In fact, there is no need to panic, but he just felt a little guilty, so now he feels guilty. But what surprised him was that after getting up, Wang Lie did not yell at him like before, but gave him a thumbs up: "Good pass, Dean! Good pass! My problem with this ball, My..."
Dean opened his mouth, unable to say any weird words.
In the end, he could only purse his lips and keep a straight face, as if he didn't care about Wang Lie's praise at all.
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After the team's game, head coach McNeill announced the squad for tomorrow's away challenge to Sedham.
As expected, Wang Lie is not on this list.
Vitini wanted to stay and practice with Wang Lie, but Wang Lie drove him away: "Stop practicing. There is a competition tomorrow. What you need now is to recover and rest."
Vitini was very obedient and did not insist on extra training. When leaving the training ground, he said to Wang Lie: "I promise you, Wang. I will help the team win. I will win against those who don't believe in us." People look!"
"Okay, come on." Wang Lie nodded to him.
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In the White Horse Park, home of Sedham, the songs of 30,000 home team fans resounded in the sky, but they were not cheering for their own team, but mocking the visiting team Tyne:< br>
"You have nothing but money! You have nothing but money!"
This song was not written by Sedham fans, but it is widely circulated in the Premier League and everyone can sing it.
After Tyne was acquired by oil capital from the Middle East, it instantly completed a "class jump." It has transformed from a miserable mid-to-lower team to a wealthy team that is not short of money.
A "rich family" in another sense.
Then just like all the nouveau riche, Tyne, who suddenly got rich, signed people all over the world waving his checkbook to show off their "money ability" to people.
They either poach players directly from their Premier League rivals, or intercept players that other Premier League teams are interested in.
Even if they failed to intercept Hu, their bidding also raised the value of the players, forcing those Premier League teams that could have easily signed the target players to have to pay a higher price.
There are also some players who use Tyne's transfer rumors to put pressure on their clubs and seek higher salaries, making their clubs very dissatisfied from the management to the fans.
In short, in the years when the Middle Eastern bosses first took over Tyne, the entire Premier League and even European football were in chaos because of their lack of martial ethics. Although in the past two years after Will Foster became the general manager of Tyne, the club's policies and style of conduct have changed and are not as aggressive as before, but the inherent impression formed before is not so easy to be dismissed. Twisted?
There are many rich and wealthy teams in European football, and there are indeed very few unpopular young men like Tyne.
At that time, Tyne was quite a bit like a "public enemy".
In the away game, almost everyone shouted "hit", the loss was reported by the British media, and everyone clapped and celebrated. Negative news about Tyne makes headlines every now and then.
As for this song, it is a repertoire of the competition with Tyne.
Every time there is a game with Tyne, the rival fans will sing this song in the stands to curse Tyne - it was still a curse at the time, but now as Tyne's performance has improved year by year, the song has changed from a curse to a curse. It became satire, ridicule and humiliation.
Amidst the gloating songs of the Sedham fans, Tyne had just completed a substitution.
The one who was replaced was Vitini, who started the game.
The Brazilian youngster did not run to the center line to hand over to his teammates. Instead, he came off the sideline to try to buy more time for the team.
There are ten minutes left in the game, the score is 2:1, and Sedham, playing at home, is in the lead.
The expression on Vitini's face as he walked over from a distance was a mixture of frustration and anger. In the stands he passed, there was Sedham yelling at him and gesturing at him with his middle finger.
"Vitini was substituted. He had to be substituted. If he continued to stay on the court, he might be sent off with a red card - he was already showing signs of losing control of his emotions... " said the narrator.
The guest said: "In fact, Vitini's performance was very good in the first half. His assist helped Van Ginkel open the scoring for Tyne and break the deadlock. But in the second half, he got into a fight with the Sedham players. After the targeted hand-to-hand fight, his mentality gradually became unbalanced. No one denies that Vitini is a talented genius, but he has such a temper..."
While the two were talking, Vitini had returned to Tyne as a substitute. In front of the table, head coach McNeil took the initiative to hug Vitini and pat his back to comfort him.
But obviously he didn't succeed.
After Vitini separated from him, he walked to the bench chair and picked up a bottle of water to drink. But after twisting the bottle cap, it didn't come off. This seemed to be the last straw for him.
Vitini suddenly slammed the water bottle in his hand to the ground.
With a bang, the water splashed everywhere, not only splashing water on his face, but also causing the teammates next to him to take cover.
"Tsk, what Vitini did... was unnecessary." Fernando Clemente, who was watching the live TV broadcast on the sofa, blamed Vitini for his impulsiveness.
Wang Lie beside him spoke for his little fan: "Young, that's normal. When I was young, I had a hotter temper than him."
Clement laughed: "No wonder you are his idol, the power of example..."
Wang Lie didn't care about his agent's teasing: "Vitini wants to win too much, so he is anxious. But Those who are not in a hurry are not as good as him. To put it bluntly, they are indifferent to failure."
"Are you talking about Dean?"
Sonny Dean is. He was substituted fifteen minutes ago, when Sedham had just equalized the score and wanted to take advantage of the situation to press forward.
McNeil chose to replace Dean, trying to use his speed and personal skills to counterattack.
However, Dean's performance was very average after he came on the field. He tried to pass people three times and failed once. There was also a shot that didn't hit the door frame at all. Other than that, there is little performance, and the technical statistics are basically blank.
Wang Lie shook his head: "No, not just Dean. There are also the 'silent majority' in the team. They are not as active as Vitini, nor are they like Goetz who puts the team first, but they are also They didn't openly contradict me like Dean, so common in the locker room that I couldn't even call them by name, but they were the foundation and backbone of this team, and they were the reason why Tyne was called a 'mercenary'. The main reason."
"It sounds very troublesome, Wang. Do you think this team can really carry your ambitions?" Clement asked with a frown.
"It's not troublesome actually." Wang Lie leaned forward, supported his chin with his right hand, resting it on his knees, staring at the TV broadcast screen and said, "The 'silent majority' are actually a group of 'grassroots', They will help whoever wins. They just don’t see hope now, so they can easily fall flat when encountering some setbacks. As long as I can clearly let them see the hope of victory, they can become a force that I can rely on.”< br>
The TV broadcast gave close-ups of several Tyne players.
Captain keeper Elliot Goetz clapped his hands hard and yelled to encourage his teammates.
Central defender Matje Katic pointed at the Sedham players and reminded his teammates to pay attention to marking.
Forward Sonny Dean raised his eyes to the singing Sedham fans, then looked back, lowered his head and paced in the camera.
There are other Tyne players who open their mouths and breathe heavily, with almost blank expressions on their sweaty faces.
With ten minutes left in the game, they were only one goal behind.
But just looking at their expressions, I thought the stoppage time had started counting down, and they were still at least two goals behind...
This scene looked very familiar to Wang Lie - Soft United in the eleventh round of the league Against Tyne at home, when he scored in the 85th minute to break the 0:0 score, he saw the exact same expression on the faces of most of the Tyne players.
At a loss.
There is still time in the game, but they don’t seem to think that they can score an equalizer, as if they are particularly easily persuaded by difficulties:
Well, we were defeated by ChinaWang... It’s really worthy of it. It's ChinaWang. We've tried our best, but we still can't stop him... What can I say? This is football... losing a game is not the end of the world, life has to go on, right?
Wang Lie seemed to have the ability to read minds and could hear their voices.
But there is no such thing as "mind-reading". They wrote their own thoughts on their expressions!
Wang Lie retracted his forward leaning body, leaned back loosely on the soft back cushion of the sofa, and said to Clement:
"So it's very simple, Fernando. Wait until I come on, If I win a game with them, these "cowards" will lean a little more toward me. If I win a few more games, they will lean a little more toward me. Then they will completely turn to me. If I want to play in the Champions League, they will follow me to qualify for the Champions League without any doubt.”
Clement, who has known Wang Lie for many years, has become immune to this guy’s rhetoric and was not shocked by his words. , but frowned and said: "I don't want to say this, but I still have to remind you, Wang. You will be thirty-eight years old on the 17th next month..."
Wang Lie didn't care: "Age is not a problem, Fernando. As long as I can score goals, age is not a problem."
Seeing that Wang Lie was so stubborn and unable to throw cold water on him, Clement could only Changing the subject: "By the way, I finally found you a house that can definitely meet all your requirements, right in Northumberland. Except that the rent is much more expensive than other houses, there are no shortcomings."
< br>"This is not a shortcoming. It can be solved with money. It is much better than living in a hotel all the time. When can I move in?" Wang Lie asked.
"Just wait a few more days until we move all your things in Manchester before you can move in so as not to affect your work and rest."
"Okay, pay it all. Here you go.”
Wang Lie continued to watch the game, although judging from the scene, the outcome of this game was no longer in suspense.
But he still waited until the final whistle before turning off the TV, and his agent Clement also left.
(End of this chapter)