"Ayo!"
"Ah yo yo!"
"My legs hurt like crazy!"
Wang Xiaodong covered his legs and wailed on the ground.
The fans almost burst out laughing.
Haha, I thought this was going to be a serious game.
It seems that I am worrying too much!
Winter is still winter!
That winter that doesn’t make people worry!
Everyone knows what it feels like to kick the air without leaving any room, but even if it is really cramped, it won't hurt like this, right?
You're a player who can bend steel, but now you're breaking your bones by kicking air?
Who believes it!
Wang Xiaodong pretended to be dead on the ground, and his teammates all around him used it.
The referee looked at Wang Xiaodong's painful expression and hesitated whether to call the team doctor.
Dyer on the side finally couldn't stand it anymore. He leaned down and whispered in Wang Xiaodong's ear: "Dong, you will only make the fans see more jokes."
"Ah? Really?"
"Of course!" Dyer said with a serious face: "Think about it, you fell down like this without even making physical contact, and you were so seriously injured. What will the fans think when they see you? You fell to the ground The longer it lasts, the happier they will laugh!”
"Oh no, why didn't I think of that!?"
When Wang Xiaodong heard this, he stretched out his legs and stood up like a carp.
The referee, who had just looked at the team doctor on the sidelines, turned around and was so frightened that he almost didn't sit down.
"Dong, are you okay?"
"Yes, I recovered!"
"Is there really no need to call the team doctor?"
"Really! Look, not only can I run, I can also jump! Look, jump, jump!"
Seeing Wang Xiaodong "elegantly" dancing around him, the referee turned his head helplessly and waved to the team doctor on the sidelines.
"Look, I'll just say he's fine!" The team doctor curled his lips, turned around, put down the medicine box, hid on the bench and continued to drink Feizhai Happy Water.
After the whistle was blown again, the game came to the last ten minutes.
These ten minutes are the moment when players from both sides start to exert their strength again, especially in a draw.
The Burnley players wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to steal the chicken, while the Saints wanted to take advantage of the situation and take down their opponents directly.
In the 81st minute, Bell suddenly accelerated in a narrow space on the left wing and feinted with his left and right feet.
Just when his opponent was dazed and stretched out his legs to grab the ball, Bell, who was carrying the ball, knocked the heel of his right foot and knocked the ball back on the instep of his left foot.
Using the pull of his hand, he successfully got through the double-team of two defenders.
Although he is thin, only the tall and powerful Bell can do this set of actions.
With super speed and precise control, Bell, who successfully cut inside, flew up with his left foot and whipped the ball towards the opponent's goal.
The Burnley goalkeeper was in an excellent position and subconsciously reached out to block Bell's powerful and heavy volley.
The fans in the stands were shocked, and even Keegan on the sidelines sighed.
"Bale is good at everything, but he uses his left foot too much!"
"At this time, use your right foot to make an arc, and you will have everything!"
Bell is not actually left-handed.
When he first started playing football, he was right-footed.
But his physical education teacher always said to Bell: "Bell, you have to use your left foot more during the game. Let your left foot get more exercise so that you will not have any shortcomings!"
Over time, Bell slowly became a "left-handed" player after deliberately playing with his left foot.
In fact, Bell is a rare two-touch player in today's football, but he prefers to use his left foot.
Keegan discovered this characteristic of Bell, so in daily training, he often taught Bell to choose the smarter, more convenient and more advantageous foot to shoot at the moment of shooting.
But for the young Bell, why should he use his right foot to do things that can be done with his left foot?
Now, it's time for Bell to swallow the bitter pill alive.
Although the ball was not scored, this sharp attack suppressed the opponent's counterattack momentum.
Good guy, I still want to take this opportunity to steal a chicken and score a goal!
Am I drifting?
In front of the two new Southampton twins, Bale and Wang Xiaodong, do I still want to score and win?
Stop dreaming!
That's right.
The emergence of Bell made the name of "Saints Twins" famous again.
It's just that this time Wang Xiaodong's partner was replaced by Bale, who is about the same height as him, but the photogenic effect of the two is more perfect when they are in the same frame, and fans also like this "new twin star" more.
Five minutes later, Bell broke through again from the left.
Everyone thought the ball was going to go out of the baseline, but Bell just walked a tightrope on the baseline.
If it weren't for the alertness of the Burnley center back, this inverted triangle pass might really have been shot through the door.
Two consecutive threatening attacks turned Burnley into a turtle shell again. Anyway, there is not much time left, so end the game quickly!
If this continues, it will really be "no guarantee for late holidays".
Everton's situation is precarious, and many people even think that the advantage of these two goals is not safe!
In the 88th minute, Wesley fouled Belmadi about 30 yards from the goal and gave Southampton a well-positioned free kick.
Seeing the free kick, the Saints' hearts became hot.
Wang Xiaodong stood in front of the ball without hesitation, but the five people lined up in front of him felt their legs were weak.
Why are you so careless at this point?
Those who travel a hundred miles are half-ninety!
That Wesley who committed the foul, we will definitely kill you when we go back!
Poor Wesley was squeezed in the middle of the wall, a position where he couldn't hide even if he wanted to.
Looking at Wang Xiaodong licking the corner of his mouth not far away, Wei Sixi felt like crying.
God, don't let him play in the middle!
It's best not to kick over the top either.
I still want to live a few more days!
The photo of Portsmouth's injury was still vivid in his mind, and Wesley felt like he was watching an adult thriller.
Wang Xiaodong found a good angle, stepped back to a suitable distance, and took a deep breath.
Damn Nana, this ball can’t be missed again!
Wang Xiaodong blushed when he thought of the embarrassing situation in which he kicked the air.
The fans probably don’t remember it, right?
Hope they forget it soon!
Wang Xiaodong took a deep breath and pasted an advanced aiming charm on the lower right corner of the goal.
Let’s look at an angle this time!
"Beep!"
The referee blew his whistle, and Wang Xiaodong jumped out with a whoosh.
Bang! ! !
The tight Falcon hit the surface of the ball hard, and the powerful impact pushed the ball out in an instant.
The fans opened their eyes wide. Wang Xiaodong's previous shots were always straight shots into the sky, but this time he kicked out a low-altitude slash that was less than thirty centimeters above the ground!
The Burnley goalkeeper, who was standing in the gap between the wall and the goalpost, had his pupils shrunken and was ready to fall to the ground to make a save.
Anyway, the goal post is right next to him. No matter whether the ball is kicked in the goal frame or not, he will do his best to save it.
In short, let’s save the ball first!
Looking at the speeding ball, the Burnley goalkeeper lowered his center of gravity and made a standard save.
But before his body even touched the turf, there was a crisp "bang" sound in front of him.
Bell, who was fighting for points in the crowd, tilted his left leg and staggered a few steps to the left.
When he turned his head, the ball had already flown into the net from above the goalkeeper's calf.
"GOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!"
"GOAL, GOAL, GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!"
"IT'S DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOND!!"
"DONG SHOOOOOOOOOOT!"
"WONDERFUL SHOOT!"
"Southampton leads by one goal!!!"
The free kick deflected on Bell's leg, and the goal naturally went to Bell.
But the commentator at St. Mary's Stadium still shouted Wang Xiaodong's name.
Fans know very well that 80% of the credit for this goal belongs to Wang Xiaodong.
Bell looked embarrassed after scoring.
He knew he had scored a goal, and he should have cheered and celebrated happily, but the severe pain coming from his calf forced him to stop hurriedly after taking a few steps.
Who knows how hard Dong used to kick!
Bell looked resentfully at the Burnley goalkeeper who shook his head and sighed.
Are you sighing?
Didn't you just drop the ball?
I saved your life!
Just as Bell bent down to rub his legs, a pair of strong hands suddenly hugged him from behind.
"Hey, hey, Dong...ah!!!"
After an exclamation, Bell, who was 1.85 meters tall, was easily picked up by Wang Xiaodong.
Bell, who was held in the air, was so scared that he didn't dare to move. It wasn't until he felt that the upward momentum was gone that he took a deep breath and calmed down.
Feeling that his back was pressed against Wang Xiaodong's chest, Bell turned his head and complained: "Wong, you... um..."
For a moment, Bell's eyes widened.
Along with him, there was Wang Xiaodong who was also frightened.
"Walter???"
Seeing this scene, the entire St. Mary's Stadium fell silent.
Bell's turned head happened to coincide with Wang Xiaodong's face.
Under the witness of 32,551 people, Wang Xiaodong and Bell actually kissed each other.
A second later, Wang Xiaodong threw away Bell, holding his throat and retching.
Bell, who was still on the ground, turned blue, as if he had been poisoned by sodium chloride, and his left hand was directly dug into his throat.
vomit! ! !
vomit! ! !
The saints around looked at the two retching teammates in embarrassment. Recalling the scene that had just stung their eyes, many people turned their heads away and couldn't bear to look directly.
"OH! IT'S SO CUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUTE!"
"They are definitely a match made in heaven!"
"Remember the last time Dong got involved in a fight? I heard he was doing it just for Bell."
"Wow! Really romantic!"
Below the main stand, the cheerleaders in scantily attired faces were flushed, and many even crossed their legs in excitement.
A dozen rippling hotties stared at the new Saints twins in the stadium with their eyes wide open, each of them smiling like an aunt.
"What a lovely winter!"
"What a lovely Belle!"
"Oh~~~They are so cute!"
