When the Scottish referee blew the full-time whistle, Highbury was silent.
A bright red score is displayed on the scoreboard: 5 to 0!
Not only did Southampton not concede a single goal, but even young tiger Walcott added the icing on the cake at the last moment.
Unlike Wang Xiaodong who celebrated wildly, the little tiger didn't show any joy after scoring the goal.
He raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.
Avoiding his teammates who ran over to celebrate, he glanced meaningfully at the professor on the sidelines and returned to his own half to stand.
His certificate of submission couldn't be more perfect.
After the game, Almunia was the first to run into the tunnel and back to the locker room. He just wanted to cry loudly.
The Premier League giant Arsenal actually lost to the English Championship team by five goals in the League Cup. This result humiliated all Arsenal people.
Professor Wenger's face was ashen, but he still shook hands with Keegan in a friendly manner.
The famous England star who successfully led his team to promotion has not stimulated the home team many times. In his opinion, this is an extremely successful trip to London.
"That No. 28...is simply not a human being!"
"He's a beast!"
"It's an animal!"
"Well, well, he's a beast!"
Facing the reporter's interview, Gilberto Silva rubbed his nearly broken bones and cursed viciously.
But in the end, even he had to admit that Wang Xiaodong was simply bug-like in terms of strength and physical fitness.
Coupled with his penetrating long-range shots, I am afraid that only Roberto Carlos can beat him in today's football.
Wang Xiaodong, who scored a hat trick, was undoubtedly named the best player in the game. Some reporters even suggested that Keegan take Wang Xiaodong to the press conference.
"This is impossible!!!" Keegan refused without hesitation.
Seeing Keegan's reaction, the reporters surrounding him were also stunned, and then everyone looked at each other and laughed.
From before the game to now, has Wang Xiaodong not created enough news?
With his "bearish" behavior, he might bring some "breaking" news to the press conference under the stimulation of reporters.
Seeing that Keegan was not fooled, the reporters had no choice but to block Wang Xiaodong at the player's tunnel before he came off the field.
"Dong, tell me about your look today!" A reporter asked first.
"You also see that it's special, right?" Wang Xiaodong felt happy when someone asked about his hairstyle.
"If I said that this handsome hairstyle brought me good luck today, would you believe it?"
The thin reporter was grabbed by Wang Xiaodong, and his shoulders immediately sank.
Wang Xiaodong had just finished playing the game. His hands were neither light nor heavy, and he didn't consider others at all.
"Dong, to be honest, you are really lucky today, but this hairstyle..."
"What, you also want to say bad things about my hairstyle?" Wang Xiaodong suddenly opened his eyes and clenched his fists loudly.
"Oh no!" The little reporter quickly shook his head in denial, "I mean... I mean, your hair style is really weird!"
"Hahaha, you are discerning, do you have anything else to ask?"
"Uh... Regarding your skirmish with the Arsenal players before the game, there are rumors that the injury of Senderos, the main defender in the Gunners Cup, is related to you. May I ask about this..."
"Yes, I did it!" Wang Xiaodong admitted without hesitation.
"Well, it doesn't matter, even if you... Walter???"
At this moment, the reporters surrounding Wang Xiaodong were dumbfounded.
what did you just say?
Did you do it?
Isn't this too upright?
"Hug, hug, sorry, Dong, what did you just say?" The reporters were a little at a loss. It had been many years since they had encountered a player as outspoken as Wang Xiaodong. Afraid that I heard wrongly, I quickly asked another question.
"What I'm saying is, I was the one who put that stupid bald guy in the hospital!" Wang Xiaodong unabashedly disclosed the grudge between himself and Arsenal, "That idiot insisted on fighting with me, and I was in a good mood. I just barely broke his arm off."
After Wang Xiaodong finished speaking, he showed off his biceps in front of a group of reporters to prove the authenticity of his words.
"See? This is a symbol of power!"
"Oh my God!" a reporter from The Times gulped.
For a moment, he didn't even want to go to the press conference.
He wished he could stay by Wang Xiaodong's side and dig out all the eye-catching news about him.
"Please, please... Excuse me, why did you have a conflict with Senderos?" a female reporter from the Guardian asked tentatively.
In this question, the word "conflict" has an obvious temptation.
When ordinary players or team staff hear such words, they often choose to avoid answering.
However, Wang Xiaodong had no such concerns and said directly and carelessly: "That's a personal reason, I can't tell you!"
After saying that, Wang Xiaodong raised his eyebrows proudly, proud of his "speech".
The reporters looked at each other and exchanged opinions with each other for just a second.
Immediately afterwards, another reporter stood up and asked: "Dong, what is the personal reason? Is it because of money? Or spouse? Or transfer or something like that?"
They clearly mentioned personal reasons, but you still go up to the pole and ask?
Isn't this looking for scolding?
If they hadn't encountered a "dumbheaded young man" like Wang Xiaodong, these reporters wouldn't have become so bold.
Sure enough, Wang Xiaodong's answer made everyone happy.
"Anyway, it's not because of money or transfers. I still want to help Southampton advance. I won't go to anyone who comes to me! Do you think I'm as vulgar as that guy Theo?!" Wang Xiaodong waved his hand and said casually. Two thunderbolts exploded.
"Is it because of the conflict between the woman and Senderos???"
"Dong, who is this woman?"
"Dong, what is Theo's situation? Has he already agreed to transfer to Arsenal?"
The reporters became energetic for a moment. They couldn't bear it any longer. They rushed forward one by one with microphones and pushed them into Wang Xiaodong's chest.
At this moment, no matter how stupid or dumbfounded Wang Xiaodong was, he knew that he had lied.
In a hurry, he grabbed a microphone and said seriously: "Uh... I have answered three questions. I will not answer the redundant questions. Okay, thank you, thank you for your support, I am leaving now."
"Dong, don't leave!"
"Dong, who is that woman who made you hesitate to offend Arsenal?"
"Is that the Harry Potter female Emma?"
"Dong, why did Theo choose to leave Southampton???"
Facing explicit questions one by one, Wang Xiaodong grabbed two thin reporters on the left and right, and tossed them aside like monkeys.
He broke through the crowd and hurried into the players' tunnel.
After the reporters who had just presented a "united front" looked at each other, they all scattered and ran towards their offices.
Laptop, phone, text message, fax...
This group of "leeches" who were so desperate that they immediately sent all the breaking news they got from Wang Xiaodong back to the headquarters.
...
At a press conference, Kevin Keegan is delivering an impassioned, piss-inducing speech.
"...This victory is a victory for the team, and it is inseparable from the efforts of the players."
"The players played with great spirit and I am very satisfied with their performance on the field today."
"This is their true strength."
"When every player is dedicated and willing to contribute to the team, the energy burst out by the team is unimaginable!"
"Especially in winter."
"He's a talented player."
"He did do some things before the game that angered the fans and opponents, but I said before the game that this was related to the situation he encountered last time he came to London."
"Confronted with two consecutive terrorist attacks in one day, even a normal person will have a psychological shadow on this place, let alone a child under the age of 18..."
Kevin Keegan kept spraying spitting stars here to whitewash Wang Xiaodong, the hero of today's goal.
However, from time to time a person slipped in from the audience. After whispering a few words to his colleagues, several others hurried away.
Before he finished speaking, most of the reporters in the audience had left.
By this time, even the organizers of the press conference noticed something was wrong.
According to the past, after such a big score difference, the reporters in the audience will definitely try their best to get some words from the head coaches of the two teams, and then hype up the story behind the score.
But why did these reporters run away today? Don't they want to see the two head coaches fighting?
Don’t you want to dig into Wenger’s pain?
Don’t you want to see how the professor whitewashes his team?
Don't you want to stimulate Arsenal who are no longer in awe?
"Humph, I won't dare to show off to them!" Keegan took a sip of water, moistened his throat, and said to the captain on the side, "No matter how you say Dong is only 16 years old, the fans cherish talent. He A hat trick can completely cover up all previous actions."
"I'll see what Wenger says later!"
"If he insists on clinging to Dong, don't blame me for making a fuss about 5-0!"
At this moment, Jack also ran in hastily from the door.
Seeing Kevin Keegan drinking water and chatting there, he immediately rushed up and whispered, "Mr. Keegan, something big happened. Dong and Theo started fighting in the locker room!"
