The Millwall players were really shocked.
They know that Bell's breakthrough ability is very strong, and they also know that Wang Xiaodong's shooting is very threatening.
But they never expected that Wang Xiaodong would immediately change the situation on the court less than three minutes after he came on the field.
Millwall head coach Dave sighed on the sidelines and kicked the mineral water bottle from his feet away. But he found that he had no choice but to vent on this innocent bottle.
Wang Xiaodong is such a player.
That's what he did for Southampton.
They have already experienced it once in the first half of the league. Now that so much time has passed, how can Wang Xiaodong not improve?
If you want to blame him, you can only blame Wang Xiaodong for his incredible ability on the court.
Teammates rushed forward to celebrate with Wang Xiaodong, but found that Wang Xiaodong, who raised his hands in the air, was completely different from usual.
His expression was serious, his fists pointing to the sky, and he said nothing.
It wasn't until the referee came over and showed him a yellow card that he silently lowered his hands, bent down, picked up the jersey on the ground, and put it back on himself.
Seeing Wang Xiaodong like this, his teammates instinctively did not step forward to disturb him.
Some sensitive teammates have noticed that something must have happened to Wang Xiaodong.
During these days of cold war with Keegan, the colorful world outside tempted Wang Xiaodong all the time.
When his mind was shaken, he found it difficult to focus all his attention on this little-known southern port.
The temptation of the little witch to live together and the invitation to the big club moved Wang Xiaodong's heart.
A good horse goes with a good saddle, just like Walcott.
Why can't I go to a better and stronger club?
This idea was like a seed that was buried in Wang Xiaodong's heart when Walcott left.
After being irrigated by various things these days, it has now broken through the soil and grown into a seedling.
Because of this, he will become particularly soft-hearted when he sees Dyer's pleading eyes; only when he faces Keegan's indifferent eyes, will he completely calm down and think; only when he faces his own mistakes, will he be brave bear responsibility.
In this case, what if I shed my last passion on this green field?
I can't really be like what the outside media rumored, and never play another game before leaving, and then leave in despair, right?
Wang Xiaodong quickly ended his celebration and jogged back to his own half, seemingly out of tune with the entire St. Mary's Stadium.
"What's wrong with Dong?"
"Is he sick?"
"Why don't you see how happy he is when he scores a goal?"
Although the fans were excited, looking at Wang Xiaodong who was completely different from before, a trace of sadness lingered in their hearts unconsciously.
"Has he fallen out of love?"
"Or is there a death in the family?"
"What are those reporters doing? They can't even detect any clues about such a big thing? They're so unprofessional!"
"Today's winter is really abnormal, as if it doesn't care about anything."
The game restarted and Millwall was a little confused.
The players who came to "make trouble" saw Wang Xiaodong's terror, and the old players also remembered the fear of being dominated by Wang Xiaodong.
For a while, the visiting team's passes were all in the midfield and backcourt, and the ball rarely passed through the midfield.
But Southampton didn't care about this. When Wang Xiaodong saw that his opponent was not even willing to pass the midfield, he took the initiative to step forward and press the midfield.
Seeing Wang Xiaodong running without leaving any room, Millwall quickly formed a formation in their own backcourt and walked Wang Xiaodong like a monkey.
But after passing the ball several times, Wang Xiaodong still did not stop.
He is like a tireless machine, always running towards new goals with his head held high.
Gradually, those Millwall players who planned to walk Wang Xiaodong until he collapsed became afraid.
The saints in the stands also chanted Wang Xiaodong's name, bringing him unlimited power.
Of course, no matter how aggressive one person's fighting is, it won't work. The addition of Bell and Kendi Jones completely panicked Millwall's players in the backcourt.
Bell is faster and sharper than Wang Xiaodong.
The Millwall defender had to pass back to the goalkeeper several times, and goalkeeper Doyle did not dare to stay after receiving the ball, and quickly passed the ball to his teammate on the other side.
Finally, David made a mistake with his kick.
Seeing that Wang Xiaodong was about to catch up, Zach, who caught the ball, hurriedly kicked Craig on the wing.
But he regretted it as soon as he made the move. Craig had already run away from his position.
Seeing his teammate passing such an unreliable ball, Craig had no choice but to change direction and try to intercept the ball before it went out of bounds.
But Wang Xiaodong is following the ball!
Even if the ball is saved, doesn't it still have to be a wedding dress for the opponent?
In an instant, countless ways to handle the ball ran through Craig's mind.
Is it to protect the ball and resist, pull the ball and turn around, or push the ball and rush forward?
Craig's eyes flashed evilly as he looked at the tireless lion.
You're just a bull, let's see how I play with you!
Thinking of this, Craig slowed down slightly.
When Wang Xiaodong calculated the first two steps to catch up with the ball, he quickly rushed to the ball. The left foot stepped over the ball from above, and the following right foot pushed the ball covertly, pushing the ball towards Wang Xiaodong's toes.
After feeling the touch of leather from the arch of his right foot, all the cells in Craig's body became excited.
Hahaha, I worked so hard to chase the ball, but in the end I had to kick the ball out of bounds myself.
I don’t know how you felt when you saw this result!
I can't wait to see your unwilling expression!
Just as Craig was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a muffled "buzzing" sound behind his ears.
What?
How could he...
Before Craig could react, he felt a sharp pain in his waist.
The flying shell hit Craig's waist hard under the ribs, and the huge momentum caused him to fall sideways.
"Ah~~~"
Poor Craig, his screams were so insignificant amidst the deafening cheers at the scene!
The instigator, Wang Xiaodong, ignored him at all. Wang Xiaodong, who rushed out of the field, caught the ball falling in the air, threw it hard on the spot, and quickly threw the ball back into the boundary.
"Referee, someone is injured!" shouted a Millwall fan.
"I'll hurt you!" the saints immediately retorted.
Ricardo was stunned. Seeing that Southampton did not take Craig's intention into consideration at all, he could only declare that the attack was favorable and wait until the ball was dead.
At this moment, Southampton's offensive players are all focused on offense. Wang Xiaodong only has Millwall's goal in his eyes!
I have already scored.
But how can one ball be enough?
Southampton don't need a draw!
I don’t need a bland game either!
Wang Xiaodong, Kendi Jones and Bell formed a three-pole steel knife and penetrated into Millwall's penalty area.
Because the pass in the backcourt was intercepted, most of the Millwall players had not yet returned to the defensive position.
After Kendi Jones got the ball, he pulled back and turned around. With only one glance, he kicked the ball towards Bell on the other side.
Looking at Lawrence in front of him, Bell smiled.
Hey!
We meet again!
How do you feel about the breakthrough you just had?
Do you want me to go through you the same way again?
Bell's disdainful smile made Lawrence want to vomit blood.
Are you provoking me?
Farke!
See if I can't kill you!
Lawrence was completely irritated by Bell.
Just waiting for him to cut inwards, he made a decisive move.
Bell was very happy looking at the defender who was already irritated by him.
What he likes most is this kind of defender who is easily aroused. He is impulsive and accepts death. If there is any external interference, he will completely lose his mind. He is a time bomb in the defense line.
What he has to do now is to give this bomb an opportunity to detonate.
This time, Lawrence was careful and positioned himself forward to prevent Bell from going to the middle. And once the opponent forcibly cuts inside, he will knock him down with lightning speed.
Seeing the opponent's confident expression, Bell raised the corner of his mouth and flicked the ball toward the center.
Just waiting for you!
Watch me teach you how to be a good person!
Without hesitation, Lawrence dropped to the ground and shoveled.
When he fell to the ground, he suddenly discovered that Bell had no tendency to cut inside. The ball that he pushed out was quickly pulled back with the arch of his foot.
A smooth and standard ox tail!
After dodging Lawrence, Bell took a step forward with the ball, passed behind him, and strode into the penalty area with the ball.
The fans were in a state of excitement again, chanting Bale's name just like before.
This time, Bell did not give the opponent in the middle a chance to defend.
Wang Xiaodong, who was sprinting with all his strength, had already rushed into the penalty area. All he had to do was pass the ball at his feet.
Bo~~~
This time there was no rush or emergency stop. Bell pushed the ball towards the center without hesitation.
Phillips grabbed Wang Xiaodong's jersey tightly, but his body still ran forward involuntarily.
In the war, who has seen a soldier who can stop a tank with his bare hands?
Facing Bell's pass, Wang Xiaodong resolutely raised his legs.
In his eyes, there is no arcing shot, no hitting the goalkeeper in the opposite direction, and no pushing shot into the far corner.
He only had one quick and hard shot, and the ball hit the net with almost no spin.
This is already the second time!
Doyle, who was standing in front of the door, didn't even react at all.
When he saw Wang Xiaodong's shot clearly, the ball had already flown into the net.
How can I fight like this?
Is this the difference between me and the top strikers in the Championship?
Am I destined to go to League One to practice again?
Doyle's expression was despairing, his eyes confused.
Wang Xiaodong shot two consecutive shots from almost the same place, but he didn't even react at all.
This... is there really a goalkeeper in this world who can save such a shot?
At this moment, Doyle was deeply mired in self-doubt.
The moment the ball hit the net, St. Mary's Stadium was boiling again.
The entire stadium was like a big bomb, detonating the entire stadium.
No one can control their emotions.
Not only Wang Xiaodong's two powerful goals, but also Southampton's hope of reaching sixth place was once again in his hands.
The saints roared hysterically, as if they wanted to vent all the excitement in their lives.
Southampton is invincible!
Long live Wang Xiaodong!
"DONG,DONG,DONG,DONG!!!"
Wang Xiaodong did not take off his jersey this time. He bent down hard and punched the turf with his fists.
The round penalty spot was dented by Wang Xiaodong's fist. At this moment, Wang Xiaodong seemed to want to smash the entire earth!
Two goals!
Already scored two goals!
But is this enough?
What if the bastards on the opposite side score another goal?
no!
I want more! ! !
Wang Xiaodong's eyes instantly became firm. He stood up and ran back to his own half with long strides. It seemed that Southampton was the lagging side.
His teammates could only follow behind Wang Xiaodong, especially when he slammed the ground, no one dared to step forward to celebrate.
Hitting yourself with fists as big as sandbags is no joke!
Wang Xiaodong has never been an efficient shooter on the team, but today, all the Saints regard him as their savior.
When Southampton dragged out the defensive artillery to attack, the fragile Millwall was immediately bombarded to pieces.
After the away team kicked off again, the players were a little overwhelmed.
Poor Craig was substituted after Wang Xiaodong scored. He didn't even stand up and high-five his teammates - because he fell outside the field and even the team doctor didn't enter.
After Millwall passively completed the last substitution, the situation in the entire stadium completely turned around.
Dave was helpless, so he "sacrificed" a forward and called him back to participate in the defense.
While playing defensive counterattack, make sure there are more than two players defending Wang Xiaodong.
The effect of this is "immediate". Although the frequency of Wang Xiaodong's shots has been greatly reduced, the phenomenon of people turning on their backs is increasing.
Later, Ricardo no longer dared to put the whistle around his neck. Keep it in your mouth, ready to blow at any time.
Beep!
Beep!
Beep!
Wang Xiaodong is like a tireless bloody warrior, collision, collision, collision!
More often than not, Wang Xiaodong's ball control is more offensive.
When he gets the ball, he may not immediately think of breaking through or transferring. Instead, he will protect the ball and then fight with the guys who are rushing up.
Such a tough style of play made everyone in Millwall tremble with fear and their legs became weak.
"Great Sage, catch the ball!"
After knocking away a defender on each shoulder, Wang Xiaodong kicked off the left wing without even looking.
Bell ran to the spot where the ball landed in time, jumped up high, and caught the ball with his chest.
Just as he landed, a leg stretched out from nowhere.
Bell didn't check it and tripped over it and fell to the ground.
"hahahahahahahaha!!!"
"You jump again!"
"You keep running!"
"How crazy are you!"
"How about it?"
"Didn't you get knocked down by me anyway?"
"Who do you think you are, a young boy?"
"Dare you be so presumptuous in front of me?"
Lawrence has gone crazy.
He was pinned down by Bell, but he laughed crazily in his heart.
After being tortured by Bell for a whole game, he finally found an opportunity to "retaliate" against him.
But after Lawrence laughed wildly, he didn't hear the referee's whistle.
how?
what happened?
Didn't I tackle him?
When he opened his eyes, Bell, who was pressing on him, had staggered up and caught up with the ball.
Seeing Bell fighting so hard, Ricardo did not blow the whistle.
After staggering a few steps and barely catching up with the ball, Bell glanced down the middle. Without waiting for other opponents to pounce on him, he kicks and crosses the ball.
Dong, it’s up to you!
After passing the last ball with all his strength, Bell fell to the ground.
He walked with his pillow on the turf, listening to Saint Mary's breathing.
In the middle, Zach and Phillips were pulling at each other, with all four hands tightening on Wang Xiaodong's jersey.
In the end, Phillips simply fell down, but his arm was still hanging on Wang Xiaodong.
In other words, Wang Xiaodong was almost dragging the weight of two people to respond, but this still did not stop him from moving forward.
On the goal line, Doyle took a deep breath and held it.
He focused all his attention on the incoming ball.
He allowed himself to be scored once and twice by Wang Xiaodong, but he would never allow Wang Xiaodong to score a third or fourth in the same way!
At this moment, he swore that as long as Wang Xiaodong moved his legs, he would fly out and block this inevitable goal from the goal line.
bring it on!
winter!
Let me see what you can do!
This time, I must hold on!
The ball quickly flew in front of Wang Xiaodong, but the pendant on his body never allowed Wang Xiaodong to move forward. He was about to miss the pass, but at this moment, Wang Xiaodong let out a beast-like roar and used all his strength to push his body forward.
Bang! ! !
There was a muffled sound.
Doyle's entire world was shattered into pieces.
Wang, De, Fa? ? ?
What's this?
How can it still be like this? ? ?
Is he really human?
At this moment, not only goalkeeper Doyle, but also the commentators, coaches of both teams, players in the stands, reporters in the press area, and all the viewers in front of the TV were frozen on the spot.
The ladies subconsciously covered their mouths, and the men involuntarily tightened their legs.
Wang Xiaodong just stood there with his chest raised, his hips raised, and his head held high.
It seemed like I had done something trivial.
"he..."
"Where did he score the goal just now!"
Doyle swallowed, and the incredibly frightened expression still remained on his face.
I really can't defend such a shot!
