Martin Joel looked at the flamboyant Wang Xiaodong outside the baseline with a pleased smile on his face.
This is the core!
This is the leader!
As a midfielder, the team does not necessarily need you to score goals.
But you have to be able to create goals when your team needs you most.
Whether it's your goal, your assist, or your instigation...
In short, we need to let the fans understand that this goal is because of - you!
But now, Wang Xiaodong chose the most direct way!
He chose to score the goal himself!
Listening to the calls from all over the mountains and plains of White Hart Lane, you feel like you are in a tank position, with the roar of artillery everywhere.
"DONG,DONG,DONG,DONG!!!"
Whether in Southampton or Tottenham, Wang Xiaodong has always played the role of a midfielder with a knife.
Danny Levy bought Wang Xiaodong to White Hart Lane, which was also a "convulsive" move after the bizarre events in the last round of last season.
If Tottenham breaks into the top four smoothly, under normal circumstances, Danny Levy would never trade Carrick for two young players who have just been promoted to the Premier League.
But judging from the current situation, the more than 20 million euros are really worth it!
"At the end of the season, it looks like Dong will be given a salary increase." In the VIP Central P stands, Danny Levi grinned and touched his chin.
It is true that he is a stingy Jew, but he also knows what money should not be spent and what money must be spent.
...
After the score was equalized, the entire Arsenal team was in bad shape.
Although they still have the away goal advantage, judging from the time left in the game and the atmosphere at the scene, it is only a matter of time before Tottenham scores another goal.
For Arsenal, defending is never the theme, attacking out is the way to go!
Looking at Henry who was panting and helpless, the professor gritted his teeth and called the little man on the bench to his side: "Theo, now Arsenal needs to use your speed to cause trouble and threats to the opponent. I think, You should be able to do it!”
Walcott fist-bumped and nodded fiercely.
For many outstanding young players, there are actually many opportunities. The most important thing is whether you can grasp it.
"Oh? Arsenal has made another substitution!" Huang Jianxiang raised his eyebrows and saw the sign held up by the fourth official on the sidelines.
"Arsenal's captain Henry was replaced and replaced by No. 32 little tiger Walcott."
"When he was at Southampton, Walcott's talent was always praised as top-notch, and he was also Wang Xiaodong's partner."
"But he only played for Saints for half a year before moving to Arsenal."
"Now it seems that the professor really lost the watermelon and picked up the sesame seeds."
It is self-evident who Sesame is and who Xigua is. In the past six months, Wang Xiaodong has been firmly established as the main force at Tottenham, while the little tiger who went to the World Cup with England is still sitting on the bench at Arsenal.
Although the two are in different positions and are in different clubs and environments, fans still like to compare the two together.
After some comparison, although Xiaohuo's talent is still higher than that of Wang Xiaodong, their statistics, honors and influence in the Premier League have undergone earth-shaking changes.
The genius boy is still the same genius boy, a diligent and strong Easterner, but he has grown into a moving Great Wall.
"I'll deal with him!"
Seeing the little tiger come on the court, Bell, who is on the left back, is eager to try.
Although the two have never played together in Southampton, Bell has always been dissatisfied with the little tiger.
Why are you a genius?
By speed?
I'm no slower than you.
By controlling the ball?
My dribbling is also very sharp.
By shooting?
I can shoot accurately!
By feel for the ball?
I'm a double touch!
By body shape?
I'm 1.85 meters tall...
At the end of the competition, Bell finally figured out that the only difference between him and Walcott was the nationality of the San Miao Legion.
So, a crazy race began.
On the court, two fast players kept colliding with each other. You pulled me and I hugged you, refusing to give in to each other.
"Beep, beep!"
Following the two figures, the referee's whistle kept sounding, cutting the game into pieces.
And this just played into Arsenal's hands.
Walcott does not really score goals for the Gunners when he comes on the field, as long as his breakthrough can pose a threat to Tottenham and prevent the home team from completely letting go of the offense.
Moreover, the little tiger has great speed and frequency, and can also play a role in defensive steals.
After three rounds, players from both sides fouled each other.
After pushing each other a few times, they all got angry with each other.
"Don't fight, don't fight!"
After the two fell to the ground again, Wang Xiaodong was the first to break up the fight.
"What's the fuss and fuss about?"
"Don't you see the time?"
"Stop inking and get back to your position quickly!"
The other party in the dispute was Walcott, and Wang Xiaodong couldn't help but look down on him.
He could knock him down with one punch, but Wang Xiaodong has always been tolerant of his former teammates.
As time became less and less, the fans in the stands became anxious.
The 2-2 draw is true, but now they have the away goal advantage!
All of a sudden, all the Bai Baihe fans in the stands stood up and cheered for the players.
In the 84th minute, Arsenal got a corner kick opportunity.
Gilberto Silva took a corner kick. The Brazilian obviously didn't look for Adebayor and drove the ball directly to the back of the goal, where Robin van Persie was.
The Dutchman jumped high, but felt that his head was empty.
Wang Xiaodong, who was guarding the center, got the ball first and cleared the ball out of the penalty area.
Seeing the ball flying out of the penalty area, Wang Xiaodong immediately ran outside the penalty area.
Facing the ball, Kolo Toure jumped up hard, hoping to push the ball back in advance and pass it to his teammates in the penalty area.
But Wang Xiaodong didn't give him this chance. He rushed in front of the Ivorian man and jumped up, causing the two of them to collide in the air.
Bang!
The ball hit the ground and both players fell backwards.
The collision left both players confused.
The referee held the whistle in his mouth, but did not blow it for a long time.
Upon seeing this, other players rushed forward to grab the second landing point of the ball.
"Hiss~~~"
"This is the Premier League!"
Seeing the players ignoring their teammates on the ground and continuing to fight together, the Olympic team members in the stands took a deep breath.
Chen Tao looked at his small body. If he had been hit like this just now, he would not have been able to stay in bed for ten days and a half.
"We have to strengthen our physical exercise after we go back!"
"At least we can compete with those teams from West Asia first!"
Just as the Olympic team member was checking his little arms and legs, the ball was grabbed by Tottenham defender Ledley King at the second spot.
Tottenham's senior vice-team headed the ball to Bale on the wing.
After receiving the ball, the Great Sage raised his head and glanced at Wang Xiaodong. Seeing that he had not fully gotten up, he immediately dribbled the ball forward.
This kind of counterattack was an opportunity that could never be missed. Bell took a step forward, his eyes flashed, and he quickly kicked a long pass.
Seeing the ball flying through the air, Senderos quickly raised his right hand to indicate that it was offside.
But at this time, the linesman was closely following Lennon and had no intention of raising the flag.
He saw clearly just now that at the moment Bell took off, Lennon was just half a step behind the center line.
There was no offside in the half.
Seeing Lennon about to form a solo shot on the wing, White Hart Lane immediately boiled.
After passing Arsenal's centre-back, Lennon faced an even situation.
"Alan..."
"Lennon!!!"
"Alan is still running..."
Lennon ran with the ball from the wing, and the fans in the stands on this side also stood up and waved their hands.
The electric mouse ran past with the ball, creating a wave of people.
Senderos chased after two steps and then stopped approaching. With his speed, it was impossible to catch up with Lennon in a diagonal direction.
The Gunners defender began to run in a straight line, begging Lennon to make a mistake when handling the ball.
"Eh?"
"Almunia is out too!"
"He didn't want Allen to catch the ball early."
"Alan speed up..."
"He's still accelerating!!!"
With all the fans at White Hart Lane watching, the 30-year-old Almunia finally completed the final step.
Uh-huh!
Lehmann's successor slid on the turf and tackled the ball with one leg.
With a muffled "bang", the Spaniard fulfilled all gun fans' expectations.
The ball was kicked out of bounds by his right foot. Lennon, who rushed to the ball, could not stop the car at all. He jumped high and jumped over the opponent's goalkeeper.
"Ha! Almunia touched the ball first..."
"We should be lucky that Bell's pass is not as accurate as Dong's. If this ball had been passed by Dong, Allen might have caught up with the ball long ago..."
After jumping over Almunia's body, Lennon landed very deflated.
If he had been faster, or accelerated earlier, the ball might have been his.
Just when Lennon barely stopped, he felt a sudden pain in his butt.
When he turned around, he saw that the ball that Almunia shoveled onto the billboard bounced back towards him.
"Eh??? Is this okay..."
Lennon subconsciously hugged the ball and glanced at the linesman beside him from the corner of his eye. Then look towards the court, looking for teammates who can connect.
Almunia had already climbed up and ran more than two meters away. Looking at the empty goal, Almunia shook his head.
"Oh, am I overthinking it?"
"Even if he does throw the ball into an empty goal, this goal doesn't count!"
Whoosh!
At this moment, Lennon shook his hands fiercely, and the ball in his hand was thrown out.
"Allen throws in..."
"This ball is a bit..."
Seeing the ball getting further and further away from the goal, even the home commentator was speechless.
well!
If only Berbatov or Keane had just followed in Allen's footsteps.
At this point, maybe the quick break will be completed.
But then I thought about it, besides Bell, who had just passed the ball, who else on the Tottenham team could keep up with the flying Lennon?
Following the ball flying in the air, the fans' eyes fell on a pair of red leather feet.
"Eh???"
"Is it winter??"
Judging from their parallel positions, Keane and Berbatov are further forward.
But Wang Xiaodong, who had just collided with Toure, was chasing him through half the court along the sideline.
It was after hearing Wang Xiaodong's shout that Lennon threw the ball without hesitation.
At this moment, Wang Xiaodong, who had just crossed the center line, had no defender in front of him, and his first action when he rushed to the ball was to raise his right leg.
boom! ! !
There was a muffled sound.
Wang Xiaodong's right foot was hit hard right behind the ball, and the ball that had just fallen flew into the sky again.
The camera zooms further and further until the ball turns into a black dot in the air.
Seeing Almunia running towards the goal in a panic, Wang Xiaodong stopped right there after kicking the ball and picked up the water bottle beside the sideline.
"Dong, what are you doing, hurry up..." The fans in the stands are so anxious, how come you are discouraged after just one kick?
Did the ball go in?
Is the transmission in place?
Will it be picked up by the opposing goalkeeper?
Or will he be thrown out of bounds?
You can't just ignore it!
Wang Xiaodong picked up the water bottle and shook his head, "Don't worry, let the football fly for a while."
