Have you really interviewed so many famous coaches?
What brand of gum was Ferguson chewing?
Does Mourinho really love drinking cat poop coffee?
Does Wenger also wear zip-ups for private meetings?
Wang Xiaodong is in a terrible mood these days!
He was annoyed by this group of reporters.
It would be okay if he had really done these things, but so far, he has never even met Mourinho!
Let alone sit and eat together.
In the winter, Arsenal bought young tiger Walcott from Southampton, which has already made many Premier League teams red-eyed.
Since you can buy Rooney Jr., why can't I buy "Davis Jr."?
Theo Walcott, Wang Xiaodong, and Bell have continuously unearthed three supernovas, and Southampton's status in the Premier League has also increased.
The big clubs don't mind Southampton's promotion to the Premier League. They are here to cultivate talents for us. It's useless no matter how good a small club like you is!
After Abramovich took charge of Chelsea, Jinyuan Football divided the functions of each club more and more clearly.
The line between what kind of clubs competes for inclusion in commercial competitions and what kind of clubs develop youth training to transport talents is becoming increasingly clear.
If a mid-level team wants to develop further, it must either welcome a Wenger-level coach like Arsenal, or get investment from a businessman like Roman Abramovich like Chelsea.
Now that the Blues have a two-pronged approach, they have money and a coach, the Premier League championship is still within reach?
"Dong, do you really want to join Chelsea next season and compete for a Champions League trophy for the Blues?"
"Fake has it! GET OUT HERE! NOW!!!"
The warm-hearted Wang Xiaodong raised his middle finger to the reporter leaning against the car window, stepped on the accelerator and drove away from the scene.
"What Arsenal, what Manchester United, what Chelsea..."
"Are these clubs out of their minds?"
"Some time ago, they said I was a time bomb in the team."
"Now they are so eager to buy the bomb and take it home?"
"What?"
"Self-immolation?"
In the gym, Wang Xiaodong was naked from the waist up and vented all his complaints on the fitness equipment.
Bell was still practicing his leg strength on the side, listening to the groan from the steel, and turned his face away.
"Dong, you underestimate those wealthy families." Dyer came over and explained.
"What's the meaning?"
"Dong, it is undeniable that some of these clubs want to buy you to supplement the team, but more people are just troublemakers. They just don't want their peers to get you so easily!" Dyer told the truth.
"Shet! That's a bad metaphor! I don't want to go to a shit club!"
...
After truly understanding the essence behind this farce, Wang Xiaodong's temper became even worse.
I wish I could lead Southampton into the Premier League now, and then kill all the giant clubs that clamored to buy me.
The days passed quickly, and Southampton ushered in the final game at home.
The opponent in the final game was Leicester City, a small team that has been playing in the second and third tiers all year round.
In 2004, Leicester City moved into the Volkers Stadium, which can accommodate 32,500 people. The new stadium was named after the team's sponsor Volkers Foods, which has been in the stadium since 1987. Sponsored Leicester City shirt advertising.
Leicester City has been nicknamed the "Potato Chip Bowl" due to the appearance of the stadium and its sponsors.
Of course, Leicester City fans don't see themselves that way. They prefer to call the team "Fox City".
There is a cute fox in the Leicester City team emblem, and the main color of its jersey is blue, so it is also called the Blue Fox.
As of the final game, Fox City is ranked 16th in the British Championship, at a mid-to-lower level.
With no hope of promotion and no worries about relegation, facing such a team with no desires and desires, the Saints poured into St. Mary's Stadium with full confidence.
"Tremble, fox! It must be us who win the final victory!"
"Southampton will definitely break into the play-offs and win the play-offs!"
"The championship belongs to Southampton!"
Before the game even started, a large number of fans surrounded St. Mary's Stadium.
These Saints are here to witness the team's first-stage victory. This season's League Cup championship has given these Saints a boost of confidence. Just in the top six, we are bound to win!
"I don't want to say anything now. Don't ask about my relationship with those disgusting people! I just want to help the team win and then successfully win the play-offs." In the pre-match interview, Wang Xiaodong said seriously .
"Then if the team falls behind, will you take some extreme measures to help the team equalize the score?" The reporter asked an unreliable question.
In fact, among the reporters who came to see Southampton, who didn’t want to see Wang Xiaodong cause trouble?
"Thank you...te..."
"We will not fall behind!" Wang Xiaodong's eyes were filled with anger. Facing the camera, he remembered what Keegan had said to him and tried hard to restrain himself, "Just wait, we will take the lead as soon as possible! "
After saying that, Wang Xiaodong left without looking back.
...
Perhaps it was Wang Xiaodong's pre-match speech that made Fox City a little scared. After the start, the ball was always at Southampton's feet.
Facing the not-so-strong Fox City, Southampton also briefly found some pleasure in abusing their opponents.
For the entire first fifteen minutes, Fox City was controlled with suffocating midfield pressure. After Wang Xiaodong returned to the starting lineup, Southampton's absolute advantage was once again revealed.
"How many shots did you take during the winter?" Keegan asked on the bench, tilting his head.
"Uh... Counting the kick just now, Dong has already cummed four times!" Jack quickly replied. Regarding Wang Xiaodong's data, he didn't even need to look up the records.
"Is Dong a little too anxious?"
"It's okay..." Jack scratched his head, "I think Dong has been very restrained."
No wonder Keegan asked specifically, even the fans can see that Wang Xiaodong is indeed much more active than before.
"Come on, Dong, one more kick, one more kick and you're in!"
"Dong, shoot them!"
"Show them the Southampton heavy artillery!"
The fans were very excited. The team had the advantage and there were so many shots on goal. There was no need to worry about not winning the game.
In the 29th minute, Belmadi sent a through ball, and Bell on the left succeeded in countering offside.
The running Monkey King used his speed to get stuck in the opponent's defender and directly dribbled the ball into the opponent's penalty area.
It seemed that Bell was going to score the first goal before Wang Xiaodong.
The moment Bell started to speed up, all the fans in the stadium became nervous.
Fox City's last central defender rushed forward without hesitation, trying to block Bell's shooting angle.
Bell glanced at the door frame, and in the frightened eyes of the Fox City fans, his shoulders dropped, his body swayed to the left, and his center of gravity suddenly tilted to the right.
"Bell..."
"Walk away!"
At this moment, not only the commentator, but also the scouts in the stands covered their mouths and exclaimed.
Bell, who is as thin as a stick at 1.85 meters, actually made a movement similar to a pendulum in a moment. Although the amplitude is not as big as Ronaldo, judging from the technical skills of this pass, it is indeed attributed to the pendulum. A sort of.
Being able to make such an extraordinary performance is closely related to Bell's leg strength training day after day.
As for the result, just look at the Fox City central defender who was knocked away, and you will know how cruel this is.
Seeing this scene, the saints in front of the TV almost went crazy and even began to worship Bell as God.
About to score?
About to score?
Are we finally locking in a play-off spot?
Bell was also a little excited at this time. He did not expect that the effect of this feint would be so good.
In excitement, there was some deviation in the strength control of the right leg that was raised again.
puff!
Fists and balls intersect.
Bell's final shot was a little high and was blocked by Fox City goalkeeper Paul with his fist.
"Alas~~~"
The saints lamented.
Such a good opportunity, why didn't it go in?
The ball soared into the sky and flew out of the penalty area over everyone's heads.
When the camera moved over, I just saw a figure rushing in front of the ball.
"winter!"
"It's winter!!!"
Seeing Wang Xiaodong's kicking posture, the fans became excited again.
This is Dong's best shooting position, and there is no one blocking him in front of the penalty area. Not only that, the opponent's goalkeeper fell to the ground and hasn't gotten up yet, this... this is an empty goal!
boom! ! !
"Let me in!!!"
Gritting his teeth, Wang Xiaodong puffed up his cheeks and focused all the anger he had been feeling for the past few days on this one foot.
The ball roared past in an instant and returned the same way it came.
DANG~~~~~
There was a "buzz" sound, and the entire St. Mary's Stadium seemed to be shaking with the door frame.
"OH, NO!!!"
The narrator looked miserable.
"Dong's shot hit the crossbar!"
The Fox City fans in the stands cheered instantly, and the feeling of surviving the disaster was really satisfying.
"More...more!"
The speed of the ball was so fast that the players standing inside were overwhelmed. Several people even turned around twice without seeing the ball.
They only heard the whistling sound of the ball passing by, and then the sound of the ball, sneakers and door frame intersecting. When they turned around again, enduring dizziness, Wang Xiaodong, who had landed on his right foot, raised his left leg again.
"Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh~~~Dong~~~SHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!!"
boom!
The follow-up left foot slammed the middle of the ball, and there was another volley without leaving any room.
This time, the Fox City goalkeeper, who was barely able to get up, threw himself towards his left side with all his strength.
He knew that for such a shot, his save would be a show-off at best.
Sure enough, when my fingers were empty, I found nothing but air.
But just before Paul's body fell to the ground, there was another DANG sound not far ahead, and the door frame that was about to stop vibrating buzzed again.
Did he kick the goalpost again?
Seeing this, the saints in front of the TV almost had myocardial infarction.
I've taken off my pants and you haven't cum yet? ? ?
How many times are you going to cum? !
The strong contrast made the fans feel uncomfortable and crazy, and they wanted to get into the screen to kick Wang Xiaodong.
"Don't be so vigorous!"
"Dong, please shoot more accurately!"
"Dong, please be gentle, please be gentle~~~"
Amid the begging of the fans, the ball that hit the goalpost bounced back again.
Seeing Wang Xiaodong go for the ball again, the commentator almost cried.
"AGAIN!!! There's more! Winter, there's more!!!"
"Winter~~~"
Except for Fox City goalkeeper Paul, the players who couldn't find the ball simply stood there and looked directly at Wang Xiaodong's personal performance.
On the line of the penalty area, Wang Xiaodong, who crossed the ball from left to right, once again faced the ball forward.
When he realized that the charge was a bit fierce this time, he simply turned sideways, jumped into the air, and stared directly at the ball flying back in the air.
Looking at Wang Xiaodong's back, which was almost parallel to the ground, the saints almost cried.
Not satisfied with normal ejaculation, do you want to play tricks?
"Winter...Barb???"
The commentator recognized Wang Xiaodong's next move from his prelude. Sure enough, half a second later, Wang Xiaodong's right leg swung in the air, and the arch of his foot hit the ball hard.
"Winter, SHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!!"
This time, the narrator almost screamed his bronchi.
The ball hit by Wang Xiaodong's barb was like a meteor, rubbing against the air and creating a scorching flame.
With Wang Xiaodong's full strength, the fireball flew straight to the Fox City goal.
Many saints closed their eyes. This time, the annoying "DANG" sound did not sound.
When they opened their eyes, the smiles froze on their faces again.
Phew~~~
The ball shot by Wang Xiaodong's barb went into Paul's arms as if it was equipped with a GPS positioning.
