"GOOOOOOOAL!!!"
"GOOOOOOOAL!!!"
"GOOOOOOOOOAL!!!"
The on-site commentator played a long note and sang praises for Southampton's hard work.
What about Manchester United?
What about Southampton?
As long as these young people are working hard for football, who can't afford the cheers from the audience?
After scoring the goal, Kendi Jones did not rush to the sidelines to celebrate, but immediately ran to Wang Xiaodong on the wing.
The other Saints did the same, swarming towards Wang Xiaodong one by one, as if he was the scorer.
Listening to the cheers from all directions, Wang Xiaodong reluctantly propped himself up on the ground and sat up.
Seeing that the ball really hit the net, Wang Xiaodong reluctantly grinned and gave a thumbs up to Kendi Jones, who was running towards him.
He no longer had the energy to say any more words of congratulations.
"Winter! Winter! Winter! Winter!"
The saints gathered around Wang Xiaodong and shouted the familiar names in unison.
It's like some kind of primitive ritual, dedicating one's strength to the saints surrounded in the middle.
Bell and Kendi Jones ran forward, bent down and lifted Wang Xiaodong's arms by their necks, slowly lifting him up from the ground.
When Wang Xiaodong stood up again, sparse applause came from the stands on the other side.
As Manchester United fans continued to join in, soon the entire audience was enveloped in applause.
Even the picky Red Devils fans couldn't help but clapped their hands when they saw Wang Xiaodong's desperate performance.
Applause is dedicated to those great players, and sometimes greatness has nothing to do with fame, technology, achievements, or personal charm. It just requires you to pour out all your blood on this green field.
"What a wonderful sight!"
"What a rare sight!"
"What a great scene!"
"Listen, even Manchester United fans are applauding DONG!"
"Just now, DONG conquered the picky Manchester United."
"Based on his performance today, I think even if this is at Old Trafford, he will still be respected by the opponent's fans!"
The commentator grabbed the microphone and talked.
Huang Jianxiang's eyes burst into tears in the stands, and the corners of his mouth could not help turning up.
Do you know who he is?
He is Wang Xiaodong!
He is a Chinese player!
God be damned, China has finally produced a player who is capable and can carry out the spirit of football to the end.
Such a player was eliminated by the Football Association for "insufficient ability". Huang Jianxiang feels ridiculous when he thinks about it now.
Just like Liu Jia and Zhang Wei before him, Wang Xiaodong used his performance on the field to make countless Chinese fans who came with doubts come home with great satisfaction.
Although their words are slight, as more and more fans tell the truth, their weight becomes heavier and heavier. Sooner or later, Wang Xiaodong's personal glory will break through the thick clouds and shine on those fans who yearn for the sun.
The game is still going on. Counting stoppage time, both sides still have about fifteen minutes to play.
At this time, the players from both sides were once again on the same starting line, and the mentality of both sides had completely opposite changes.
On Manchester United's side, Sir Alex Ferguson's red and swollen eyes just stared at the bench, scanning Ruud van Nistelrooy and Evra.
O'Shea and Brown, who were replaced, sat aside, silent like a defeated rooster.
Manchester United's two substitutions were all adjustments based on their own weaknesses. How could O'Shea and Brown be so arrogant?
At the final moment of the game, Ruud, who had always been full of desire for the championship and full of expectations to play, suddenly became calm.
He just sat there, as silent as O'Shea and the others.
He didn't even turn his face to meet Ferguson's eyes.
The Dutch know that no matter how much hard work they have put in for Manchester United and how much glory they have earned for Manchester United... those things have been poured out by Ferguson in the long history and gradually become not worth mentioning.
In the eyes of the old prince, there was only the slightly immature Portuguese yellow hair. He, Manchester United's former frontcourt general, has gradually been squeezed to the edge of the main force.
"It's time to leave." Fanny thought.
"It's not the right time to replace him." The old Sir Alex also made his "judgment" at this moment.
This is Manchester United's third substitution. If it is not time to replace Van Nistelrooy, it means that he has to bid farewell to this League Cup final.
"Evra, come here, I have something to tell you..."
The Frenchman took off his coat, came to the lord's side, and listened to his instructions.
Sir Alex Ferguson's advice is simple: on the premise of focusing on defense, use physical strength and speed as much as possible to provide assists.
This left winger who just transferred from Morocco to the Premier League in January this year, at this moment Sir Alex even hopes that he can play the same role as Henry!
Taking advantage of the restart, Manchester United played the last substitution card.
The presence of three defensive players meant that Sir Alex Ferguson was not satisfied with the team's defense today. On the contrary, with Giggs, Lu Xiaopang, Ronaldinho and Saha on the offensive end, Sir Alex is still very relieved.
Evra took over Park Ji-sung's position after coming on the field. With Sir Alex Ferguson's instructions, Evra must make up for the shortcomings of this position on the offensive end based on Park Ji-sung's defensive end.
Seeing Manchester United's substitutions, Southampton also got excited.
Today's team's performance makes Kevin Keegan extremely satisfied. When he coached the Magpies and Manchester City, he was mostly at a disadvantage against Sir Alex Ferguson.
Today, when coaching a British Championship team, Keegan was able to have the upper hand in substitutions, which made Keegan very happy.
Southampton's first two substitutions were made after Manchester United's substitutions. They made corresponding adjustments based on Manchester United's substitutions and the form on the field.
Now that Sir Alex is making his last desperate move, it's time for Keegan to show his trump card.
"Mr. Keegan, let's go up there with Dexter! In the last fifteen minutes, we must complete the fatal blow!"
Keegan looked at Dexter on the bench who was eager to try. He was about to speak, but suddenly thought of something.
Dexter is Southampton's substitute forward. He replaces Kendi Jones, who is almost exhausted. After strengthening the team's offense, he may really be able to score another goal.
However, Keegan hesitated for a while, then waved to Lallana at the water dispenser.
"Adam, come here."
"What?"
"Adam, come here!" Keegan repeated.
When he confirmed again and again that the head coach really called him, Adam Lallana was so excited that he jumped up from his seat.
"Adam, you will only have one purpose when you come on the field, and that is to defend, do you understand?"
"Although your body is not strong enough, the opponent's forwards have almost no physical strength. With your dexterity and agility, it is not difficult to destroy the ball at their feet."
"So when you come on the field later, you must try to destroy the opponent's offense to the maximum extent."
"Even if we can't form a counterattack, we must do our best to destroy it."
"Understand?"
"Coach, I understand." Lallana nodded.
As a defender, Lallana is very clear about the purpose of Keegan's decree.
Since the team can even carry out destructive defense without caring about counterattacks, it is nothing more than setting an example for teammates: As long as I am here, the defense will be worry-free.
Watching Lallana's thin figure running onto the court when the ball was dead, Jack on the side was worried: "Mr. Keegan, why do we need to replace an inexperienced young man? And he is still a defender. We are not replacing him at this time." Is it right for the last forward to attack?”
Only then did Keegan say in a deep voice: "Wouldn't it be better to replace a defender and completely unleash Dong's offensive capabilities?"
The referee's whistle sounded and Southampton also played the last substitution card.
Looking at the brand new numbers and unfamiliar faces, a question came to all the saints' minds: Where did this little guy come from?
Lallana is one year older than Bell and Wang Xiaodong, but he is shorter and thinner. Standing next to Bell and Wang Xiaodong, it is easy to be considered as peers.
In order to look more mature, Lallana started growing a beard.
But even so, fans can see at a glance that he is just a newcomer with little game experience.
"What's going on with Keegan? Why send a new guy on the field at such a critical time?"
"What's Keegan doing? Where did this little player come from?"
"Second team? Is it possible that he also comes from our team's youth training?"
"Is he Keegan's last trump card?"
"My God, how many young talents are hidden in our youth training?"
"Our youth training base is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger!"
Fans were buzzing and scouts were craning their necks, waiting for Lallana to perform.
These scouts have very little information about Lallana. They know nothing except his name, position and number.
Only a few scouts clenched their chins. As the main player in the FA Youth Cup this season and last season, Lallana has made a name for himself in the Southampton second team.
The honors of the past have passed. Now that Lallana is on the field of England's top competition today, this player can no longer be viewed according to the previous standards.
All the scouts had their cameras ready, waiting for Lallana to touch the ball for the first time.
"It's the other way around, it's really the other way around! Who does he think he is? Who does he think he's replacing?"
Seeing that Keegan was replaced by a "water cooler boy" at the last moment, the old man on the sidelines was furious. He believed that Keegan was looking down on himself and his Manchester United.
Nathan Dyer, Wang Xiaodong, Gareth Bale and Adam Lallana, Southampton played until the end, and there were actually four players under the age of 21 on the team.
Facing the powerful Red Devils Manchester United, Kevin Keegan's last resort turned out to be a group of "youth troops".
Feeling the enemy's "contempt", the prince gritted his teeth, spit out the gum in his mouth, and cursed fiercely: "I want you to know that you can't get anything by relying on a group of children!"
