When Millwall visited Southampton in the league, the Thames dockers were met with a warm 'welcome' by their counterparts across the English Channel.
St. Mary's Stadium turned into hell. Southampton officially sold only 1,000 away tickets to visiting team fans. The explanation for this was: "Our own fans cannot enter the stadium, otherwise they will not even keep 1,000 tickets." Give it to your opponent!”
Because of Wang Xiaodong, the two incomparable dock workers began to resent each other.
As the Saints shouted for kill one after another, Walcott, who received the support of the home team fans, seemed to have opened up the two channels of Ren and Du.
In the 8th minute of the game, he used his teammate's inverted triangle pass to help the team open the scoring.
Then he scored a goal in the 27th minute and 41st minute respectively, completing his hat trick in the first half.
Not long after the start of the second half, there was another side breakthrough from Little Tiger.
After passing three defenders in a row, he pushed the ball into the net from a small angle.
At this point, Walcott became the youngest player in the history of Southampton to complete four goals.
At the end of the game, Southampton set the score at 6-0, which was considered "revenge".
After the game, the entire English media focused on Walcott.
Although this is not the first time that Southampton has made headlines this season, this time, the sports media across England are hyping up!
There is no other reason!
Walcott is English!
Young talents like Theo Walcott are the ones sought after by fans across England.
Young, energetic, able to score goals, and full of decency!
Compared with Walcott, Wang Xiaodong, who always caused trouble, immediately became a negative example.
Both of them are from Southampton, but they are very different in the media.
Walcott was given pronouns such as "hope" and "star of tomorrow", while Wang Xiaodong was labeled "arrogant" and "arrogant".
Especially this time Walcott scored four goals in the league, and the media made a big fuss about it!
"The youngest angel, he is the savior of the Saints!" - "L'Equipe"
Wang Xiaodong scored a hat-trick in the League Cup. Although many people were unhappy, they had nothing to say in front of Wang Xiaodong's solid performance.
Now, with Walcott as a positive representative, Wang Xiaodong was criticized to pieces.
"A person with talent but no virtue can only score three goals with all his strength, but a person with both talent and political integrity can easily complete the Big Four."
"Dong's hat-trick was based on wasting other players' offensive opportunities and destroying the coach's tactics; while Theo's big four came from Mr. Keegan's tactical guidance. Only those who can truly integrate into the team Only people can score so many goals so easily.”
This argument is very much in line with the current football climate. In the Jinyuan football era, people do not like to see one dominant capital company buying various incompatible stars to form a luxurious lineup to sweep away everything.
Fans would rather see a team win the championship with a clear division of labor, through step-by-step efforts and a little flash of a certain star player.
A talented player like Walcott who fully meets the public's expectations can not only fully implement the coach's tactical intentions, but also perform brilliantly on the court. How long will it take until he is not called up to the national team?
It was even reported by Sky that Eriksson called Kevin Keegan a few days ago to ask about Walcott's training status and hope to get a point for the team's judgment on Walcott. Report, analyzing whether he is suitable for selection for the Three Lions.
For a time, everyone except Southampton's own fans were praising Walcott in a way that disparaged Wang Xiaodong.
...
There was a lot of noise outside, but Wang Xiaodong didn't care.
At this moment, he was sitting on the sidelines, watching Bell do a strength test.
Lallana sat on a piece of cardboard with a teammate of about the same weight as him, with the other end of the board tied around Bale's left and right legs.
In other words, Bell's two calves were each carrying the weight of an adult at the moment.
"... Lift your feet up and don't rub them on the ground..." Mike reminded him as he followed along with his record book.
In this strength test, Bell needs to walk at least 20 yards by raising his legs while blindfolded.
This is not only a test of leg strength, but also a test of Bell's will.
Bell's leg injury has long since healed, but he has never dared to use his full strength because of his psychological shadow.
This method was thought up by the physical trainer. It can not only exercise Bell's leg strength, but also restore his confidence in the dark.
The other teammates sat outside the boundary with Wang Xiaodong, feeling novel and interesting about this method, with a hint of ridicule on their faces.
Two days ago, with the encouragement of Wang Xiaodong, Bell represented the team for the first time against Everton U18 in the FA Youth Cup.
Although he only had ten minutes of substitute time, Bell completed three beautiful pass breakthroughs and successfully attacked three times on the left.
After the game, Mike praised Bell's performance, but Bell himself was very dissatisfied.
Just because there was no goal!
"This kid is still not confident!"
The judgment given by the team doctor and the physical coach was unanimous. If Bell cannot overcome his psychological shadow, he will only be a "fairly satisfactory" ordinary player for the rest of his life.
"Bell, let me see your hard work!" Mike followed, recording and motivating him.
"Teach...Coach, have you reached the 20-yard mark?" Bell asked tremblingly, his thigh muscles already tense.
20 yards is the passing mark.
"not yet..."
"How much difference is there?" Bell asked again through gritted teeth.
"Not even close..." Mike raised his head and looked at the target not far away, calculating the distance in his mind.
At this moment, Wang Xiaodong suddenly rushed in from the outside.
"Fake, don't worry about the 20 yards or not, just use your full strength!"
"I asked how far it is..."
"Don't worry about it, use all your strength, keep going, come on!!!"
Just as Mike wanted to stop Wang Xiaodong's "interference", Wang Xiaodong glared back.
"Don't stop, you forgot, you are capable of more than that!"
"Didn't you say you wanted to surpass me in strength?"
"Yes, that's it, keep going!"
With Wang Xiaodong's encouragement, Bell quickly climbed over the 20-yard distance.
But at this moment, neither Mike nor Wang Xiaodong had any intention of letting him stop.
"Lift your feet, lift them up for me! Come on, keep working hard, push harder..." Wang Xiaodong continued to urge.
Seeing Bell being "teased", other players on the sidelines couldn't help covering their mouths and snickering.
However, Wang Xiaodong followed Bell like a madman, shouting louder to cover up the ridicule of his teammates.
"Don't give up, don't give up until you're exhausted!"
"Have you forgotten that we went out for a run when it was dark during the day?"
"Did you forget that we practiced shooting at night when it was dark?"
"you forgot..."
"It's getting heavier and heavier, I can't stand it anymore..." Bell began to plead.
"I know!" Wang Xiaodong responded loudly. "But that's just your illusion!"
"I'm almost out of energy!"
"Then grit your teeth again and use all your energy to suck the milk!"
"My leg is almost broken and it's still injured!" Bell even cried.
"No, it's not broken!" Wang Xiaodong yelled back immediately, "It's fine and healthy. There is no stronger leg in the world!"
Hearing what Wang Xiaodong said, two tears fell under the headband that covered Beier's eyes.
Am I really that miserable?
Am I so weak?
After training for so long, why is there still so much difference?
Thinking of this, Bell's body began to shake, saying that he could never take another step.
Bang!
Wang Xiaodong, who was following him, suddenly crawled to the ground and lay at Bell's feet. While slapping the turf, he shouted loudly: "Don't give up! Bell! Come on!"
"Did you hear that?"
"Go on, come on!"
"Go forward, keep going!!!"
"I'm in pain!" Bell's voice was hoarse and his throat was filled with smoke, but he still tried his best to lift his right leg and took a step forward.
"I know it hurts!"
"It hurts!"
"The pain means you still have consciousness and you can still control your body!"
"What? Are you going to abandon your body like a coward in front of pain?"
"No! I will definitely give up!" Bell yelled with all his strength.
"come on!"
"From now on, you must completely surrender your body to your will!"
"come on!"
"There are still 30 steps to go, we're almost there!"
"KEEPGOING!!!"
"So hot..." Bell moaned again. "My legs are burning!"
"Let it burn!!!"
"It hurts...my legs are about to break!"
"Let it break!!!"
Everyone was shocked by Wang Xiaodong's madness. When Bell took a step forward, he also took a step forward.
No matter what Bell said, Wang Xiaodong immediately responded with a louder volume, allowing Bell to focus on moving forward.
Mike followed with shock in his eyes.
The teammates who were left behind subconsciously stood up and followed Bell quietly along the sideline, watching silently.
Lallana hugged his legs with another teammate who was acting as a weight, and curled his body into a ball as much as possible to maintain balance as much as possible.
"come on!"
"continue!"
"Bell, you are the best!"
"Believe in your own will!"
"Don't stop, keep going!"
"It's too difficult..." Bell's voice became weaker and weaker.
"It's not difficult at all!"
"Come on, COMEON, Bell!"
"Twenty more steps!"
"Only 20 steps left!"
"Are you going to give up right now?" -- "Of course not!"
"Then continue!"
"come on!"
"Bell, don't give up!"
"Victory is at hand!"
"GO!"
"GO!!!"
Wang Xiaodong's voice became more and more hoarse, and his expression became more and more crazy.
"10 more steps to go!"
"10 steps!!"
"10!!!"
"continue!"
"do not give up!"
"Give me your heart!"
"I am with you!"
"Come on, come on!!!"--"I can't do it anymore, I really can't do it..."
"Who said you can't do it?"
"you can!"
"YOUCAN!!!"
"ONEMORE!"
"ONEMORE!!!"
"5 more steps..."
"5 steps!"
"Three!"
"Two!"
"One!!!"
"ah!!!!!!"
After Wang Xiaodong finished counting the last number, Bell's legs softened and he fell directly to the ground with a "pop".
"Woooooo... I dare say, I have already reached 20 yards... Wuwuwu, I must have walked 30 yards, or even 40 yards, Wuwuwu..."
Belle burst into tears.
At this moment, he felt unprecedentedly aggrieved.
If Wang Xiaodong hadn't been "urging" from the side, he would have stopped long ago.
This was the first time in his life that he felt that his legs did not belong to him. After he recovered, he even felt that he was being teased by Wang Xiaodong again.
It was in vain that he taught Wang Xiaodong how to stop high-altitude balls, it was in vain that he taught Wang Xiaodong little by little how to pass people, it was in vain that he taught him how to deal with the opponent's speedy winger.
But in the end, Wang Xiaodong did this to him.
Even Mike on the side remained silent. Was he born to be teased?
Why?
Why is God so unfair?
On the green field, Bell was crying and venting his emotions without restraint.
What is face and not face?
What is dignity and not dignity?
At this moment, Bell just wanted to dump all his grievances into this world.
"Bell, stop crying and see for yourself."
Mike leaned down and gently took off the headband that was blocking Belle's eyes.
Bell's eyelids relaxed and he opened his eyes again.
He saw a goal.
In disbelief, Bell quickly rubbed his shoulders, wiped away his tears and looked again. The goal still stood there.
"This this..."
"Bell, you have walked the entire court!" Mike nodded, his eyes full of relief, "Bell, your legs carry 140 pounds each, and you walked the entire court with your legs raised high!"
"coach."
"What is it, Adam?"
Lallana and his teammates who were also acting as weights looked at each other and tremblingly took out a discus from their respective arms.
"Coach, these are 20-pound dumbbells. Dong told us to hide them in our arms."
Hearing this, Bell looked aside in disbelief.
Wang Xiaodong, whose mouth was dry from roaring, was giving a thumbs up to the Monkey King who had exceeded his limit.
