The cheers of the visiting team did not last long, and there was a burst of singing from the home team's stands.
That's Liverpool's anthem.
That is a song that has nothing to do with life and death, but is higher than life and death.
Whenever the song sounds, the Liverpool players on the court will be full of strength again and defeat the powerful enemies who will offend them.
In this high-pitched singing, Tottenham fans sat back down.
They know that their short time is over, and now it is time for the KOP to cheer up the home team players.
But at this moment, a scene that shocked everyone happened again.
After hearing the song, Wang Xiaodong, holding Lennon in his arms, rushed to the sidelines, waved his other hand, and opened his mouth to the fans in the stands.
"Walk on, walk on!"
"with hope in your heart"
"And you''ll never walk alone..."
"Walk on, walk on!"
Listening to Wang Xiaodong's loud voice, Lennon almost cried.
"Dong, Dong, stop singing, stop singing!"
"Why?" Wang Xiaodong did not speak, but turned to Lennon with a confused look.
"Winter, this is Liverpool's team anthem. This is a song to cheer up the home team players." Lennon explained while crying.
"Walk on, walk on!" Wang Xiaodong yelled twice, "What if I sing it? This song is so nice and powerful. I have wanted to sing it for a long time! After I score a goal later, I will sing it again. Sing!"
"But, Dong, don't you think it's a good thing to sing your opponent's team song?"
"What's wrong? Doesn't the team rule prohibit singing other teams' team songs?" Wang Xiaodong asked.
"Winter, let me use an analogy." Lennon racked his brains to come up with an example. "It's like singing a McDonald's promotional song when you work at KFC."
"KFC? McDonald's?" Wang Xiaodong frowned, "Are we Manchester United?"
"of course not!"
"Are we Everton then?"
"It's not..."
"Then why can't we sing?" After Wang Xiaodong finished speaking, he raised his other hand and shouted loudly along with the home team fans: "Walk on, walk on!"
The home team members and the KOP were also shocked by Wang Xiaodong's scene, but football has always been the most inclusive sport. The KOP in the stands next to him saw Wang Xiaodong singing so hard, and they all stood up and were polite. He waved his hat to Wang Xiaodong and led him to continue singing loudly.
In the end, even the referee couldn't stand it.
"Dong, you celebrated for a little too long."
"Oh." Wang Xiaodong nodded, turned around and walked towards his seat.
"Hey, Dong, put me down!" Lennon only reacted at this moment. From the beginning, he was held in Wang Xiaodong's arms with one arm.
Thinking back to the predicament just now, the little mouse wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in immediately.
...
Standing on the court again, Reds captain Gerrard looked a little embarrassed.
He was hit hard by Wang Xiaodong, and then he and his good friend became the backdrop for Wang Xiaodong's assist.
But at this moment, he couldn't help but feel disgusted with Wang Xiaodong.
Who could hate a young man who said "You Will Never Walk Alone" at Anfield Stadium?
Looking at Sissoko rubbing his waist not far away, Gerrard suddenly had a feeling that Wang Xiaodong opposite him was more suitable to be a Red Army player than this black teammate.
After the two sides kicked off, the whistle sounded again soon.
With a score of 2-1, the two sides returned to the locker room.
"Dong, how do you feel?" Martin Joel looked at Wang Xiaodong's swollen shoulders and asked with concern.
"I don't feel anything." Wang Xiaodong bent down and adjusted his shin guards.
The careful Martin Joel discovered that his shoes and socks had several holes.
"Dong, in the second half we have to press high." Martin Joel said seriously.
"No problem, those guys are all just show-offs."
"Dong, if you can't resist, tell me at any time!"
"No problem." Wang Xiaodong straightened up again, with a sunny look on his face.
Wang Xiaodong's position is the defensive midfielder, but the attacking midfielder on the team cannot hold the ball at all.
Now Wang Xiaodong's position is advanced and he has to play in the midfield. In other words, he not only has to intercept and steal, but also shoulder some organizational responsibilities.
Although Wang Xiaodong is still young, this is the development direction set by Martin Joel for him.
A player born specifically to intercept will never become a world star. To truly win a medal and be crowned XX Footballer, one must have assists even if there are no goals.
Now what Martin Joel is looking forward to is that Wang Xiaodong will soon become a Vieira-level midfielder.
"We came to Anfield not to let those red guys underestimate us! We came to conquer our opponents! We not only want to score points here, but also take away 3 points!"
"Take 3 points!!!" The players roared in unison.
...
Wang Xiaodong moved forward and Tottenham became aggressive.
Under the leadership of Wang Xiaodong, the other three midfielders are looking for opportunities all the time. Robbie Keane and Defoe are also hanging around the penalty area, looking for opportunities.
Wang Xiaodong's forward position allowed the two forwards to see their teammates behind the enemy and see hope.
Although Liverpool played a three-man midfield, under Gerrard's control, they did not give Tottenham any chance.
After playing for a few minutes, the situation on the field began to become subtle.
Unlike the Liverpool army that pressed forward in the first half, Wang Xiaodong forcefully pushed the battle line to the midfield. But the price of this is that Wang Xiaodong keeps running and running.
Everyone saw the white figure on the court, and the three thousand Tottenham fans all shed a cold sweat for Wang Xiaodong.
Gerrard has learned a lot today.
He has heard various rumors about Wang Xiaodong and has also seen his shooting highlights. Even so, he still didn't think highly of this Asian young man.
But this time, when he tried his best and couldn't get rid of Wang Xiaodong's entanglement, beads of sweat broke out on the forehead of the captain of the Red Army.
He turned his head and looked at his good friend. Alonso was also looking back at him at the moment.
The two looked at each other and smiled, both seeing bitterness in each other's eyes.
Seeing a play, Martin Joel made a prompt decision and replaced veteran Davis.
Although the two had been at odds last season, and Wang Xiaodong was bought to completely replace Davis, who would have thought that after Wang Xiaodong came, he had a pretty good relationship with Davis.
Although Davis is old, his style of play is still domineering.
Once the once all-powerful wild boar sprints, even the chaotic Premier League will find it difficult to resist.
When they saw Davis, who had just come on the field, entering the Red Army's territory alone, more than 3,000 Tottenham fans in the audience immediately stood up and cheered.
Wahahahahaha!
This is Tottenham!
This is offense!
Cool!
It’s so refreshing! ! !
Davis alone broke through three lines of Liverpool's defense. If Hyypia hadn't been stuck in the end, Reina, the big bald man, would have been almost single-handedly killed.
The fans enjoyed watching it, and the pressure on Wang Xiaodong doubled.
This kind of high-position pressing is already very energy-consuming, not to mention that the entire Tottenham defense and fighting tasks rest on Wang Xiaodong's shoulders. After sprinting back and forth for more than a dozen rounds, even the buffalo was out of breath.
Finally, during a high-pressure scramble, Wang Xiaodong made a small mistake.
He had just poked the ball away from Sissoko's feet, and when he looked up to look for his teammates, Alonso rushed out of the blind spot and reached for the ball in front of Wang Xiaodong.
Seeing the Spaniard take the ball away, Wang Xiaodong turned around and rushed forward while holding back his anger.
Alonso, who was dribbling the ball forward, never expected that Wang Xiaodong would complete the pursuit in such a short period of time. Just when he was about to take a long pass, Wang Xiaodong's figure had already reached his side.
Seeing this, the Spanish midfielder quickly twisted his butt and got stuck in front of Wang Xiaodong.
At this moment, Wang Xiaodong couldn't stop the car at all, so he landed directly on Alonso, and the two fell to the ground together.
“Beep, beep beep beep beep!!!”
The referee ran over with his whistle blowing and without any explanation, raised a yellow card over Wang Xiaodong's head.
This is how close he is. If he were far away, he would inevitably be nagged by players from both sides.
Seeing that the referee had stipulated the nature of this foul, the other players no longer struggled and stepped forward to pull away from their teammates.
Just when Gerrard was about to help Alonso up, a scream rang out.
"Ah! Don't move!"
"Walter?" Gerald subconsciously let go of his gay friend in his arms, and a drop of cold sweat seeped out from his temples.
The situation is not good!
Alonso once again tried to move his left ankle, but what he got back was a gasp.
"Steven, I can't do it anymore." Alonso cried sadly.
"It's okay, Xavi, you did your best." Gerrard gently laid his gay friend down and crossed himself on his chest, "Liverpool is with you..."
