"2 to 1!"
Huang Jianxiang suddenly jumped up from his stool, and the straight headphone cord even pulled the headphones off his head.
However, this "Winter Blower" was completely unaware and directly burst out his emotions for a moment: "In injury time, Wang Xiaodong changed the score again!"
"World wave!!!"
“Super exciting world wave!!!”
"That's what stars are for!"
"This is the game changed by stars!!!"
On the sidelines of the court, Mourinho put his hands in his pockets and looked straight at the celebrating Tottenham players, without saying a word for a long time.
He probably didn't expect that Wang Xiaodong could score a goal in the last two or three minutes of the game.
Time? Fate?
The Portuguese turned into a sculpture and stood there blankly.
Just at this time, Makelele had also woken up.
He opened his eyes, propped himself up, and stared blankly at the court and coach.
"Boss, what happened..."
Mourinho looked down at his favorite general, shook his head, and forced a wry smile.
"Claude, how do you feel?"
"Uh... I'm still a little dizzy, but I should be fine." Makelele shook his egg-like head, "Boss, you haven't changed people yet, have you? I can continue, I'm fine. !”
"No, you don't have to do it." Mourinho shook his head.
"What? Head? Did you change someone? Oh! It's all my fault. If it weren't for me..."
"Claude, you don't need to say more." Mourinho waved his hand, "You have performed well enough, you don't have to bear anything for this. All of this is blamed on me."
"Boss, what are you talking about? I don't understand. Could it be that Tottenham and the others..."
Looking at Martin Joel who rushed onto the field to celebrate, Makelele finally figured out what was going on.
"Boss, this is..."
"Yes, the game is over, it doesn't matter whether there are substitutions or not." Mourinho smiled bitterly.
"I love you! Dong, you are the God of Tottenham!!!" Robbie Keane, who came on as a substitute, opened his mouth and bit into the side of Wang Xiaodong's face.
Not only him, but also other team members couldn't wait to leave teeth marks on Wang Xiaodong's face.
As Magic Bird says, the game is "over."
After the whistle was restarted, all Chelsea players pressed forward and kicked the ball into the Tottenham penalty area with their big feet.
But under the cover of Wang Xiaodong, the ball was safely obtained by goalkeeper Cerny.
Under the attention of all the fans, Cerny slowly fell to the ground and slowly got up again, delaying the game as much as possible.
The Tottenham goalkeeper's actions aroused dissatisfaction from Chelsea fans, and bursts of boos continued from the blue stands.
But that doesn't matter at all.
It doesn't matter the importance.
After spending the longest time, Cerny was able to kick the ball high into the air and fall directly into the opponent's half.
"DONG,DONG,DONG,DONG!!!"
The fans chanted Wang Xiaodong's name, and the Tottenham midfielder jumped up hard and actually won the ball.
Davis, who grabbed the second spot, quickly stepped forward and gave his goalkeeper a hard push.
Seeing the ball far away from them again, the Chelsea generals could only sigh helplessly.
The Blues players were powerless, and even in the last two minutes, they did not make a threatening attack.
Soon, the referee blew the whistle to end the game.
Wang Xiaodong, who was protecting the ball in the corner, picked up the ball and kicked it high into the air.
Martin Joel and other players on the bench once again rushed onto the field to celebrate the hard-won victory.
The fans in the white stands spontaneously formed human waves, raising their arms high, one wave after another.
"Champion, Tottenham is the champion!!!" Zhan Jun roared excitedly.
"This is the fourth League Cup championship in Tottenham's history and the first championship since the 1998-99 season!"
"It's also Wang Xiaodong's second League Cup championship!" Huang Jianxiang added on the side.
At this moment, no one wanted to touch the bad luck that "the League Cup is not important at all". Fireworks were flying at Cardiff's Millennium Stadium and gold foil was fluttering.
The Champions League was brought to White Hart Lane by Tottenham.
At this point, Wang Xiaodong, who won the MVP of this game, even won the title of "King of the League Cup".
In the history of the League Cup, Wang Xiaodong is the first player to win the League Cup for different teams for two consecutive years.
What does it mean to be lagging behind?
What's the point of setting up a bus?
Tottenham persisted in fighting hard and persisting, and the Blues' momentum was never broken, and finally took the lead in stoppage time.
For Tottenham, which has been irrelevant for eight years, this League Cup is like a glass of water in the desert. From officials to coaches, from players to fans, they feel refreshed.
"Dong, I have to say, my long-range shot is really not as good as yours." After the game, Lampard was the first to step forward and extended a polite hand to Wang Xiaodong.
"Of course, my long-range shots are always accurate!"
Seeing Wang Xiaodong's raised chin, Lampard smiled bitterly.
He still doesn't know how to restrain himself.
But perhaps it is precisely because of such an arrogant and unyielding character that one belief can be carried through the entire audience!
"Dong, you have made great progress. I admit that I underestimated you this time." Drogba also came over and bumped fists with Wang Xiaodong.
Wang Xiaodong has always been afraid of this big African man who is nearly 1.9 meters tall.
In fact, if Drogba attacks with all his strength, he may not be able to guard against him.
That header in the second minute was the best example.
"Thank you for your compliment, I will still improve!" Wang Xiaodong curled his lips, "If you ask me, you lost because of the coach's tactics. I have never seen such a cowardly team. They won't attack if they lead by one. of."
"Oh, really?" Drogba showed a meaningful smile, "Maybe that's the case. Then we'll see you in a few days!"
"Meet me!" Wang Xiaodong spat, "I'm still suspended for one more game in the FA Cup, eh, it would be great if I met you in the semi-finals."
"Hahaha, that's such a pity!" Everyone knew about the fight last year. Now that Wang Xiaodong mentioned it, Drogba couldn't help laughing.
Seeing Wang Xiaodong's embarrassment, the players who were fighting to the death on the court just now couldn't help laughing.
If you lose the game, you lose. Now Chelsea no longer needs a League Cup to prove themselves.
Days still have to go by. Although it is a derby, Chelsea is not like Arsenal, who have so many hatreds with Tottenham.
"Dong, congratulations." After Mourinho hugged Martin Joel, he also took the initiative to step forward and shake hands with Wang Xiaodong.
Wang Xiaodong was very surprised by the courtesy of the Portuguese.
Regardless of what this guy said, this was the first time the two of them had come into contact.
"I deserve this." Facing the madman Mourinho, Wang Xiaodong did not have a good attitude.
One of the two is arrogant in the player world, and the other is arrogant in the coaching world. It is normal for them to have bad tempers.
However, seeing Wang Xiaodong's provocative expression, Magic Bird laughed.
"Hahaha, young people should be so energetic."
The Portuguese patted Wang Xiaodong on the shoulder, "DONG, are you interested in transferring to Chelsea?"
"Chelsea?" Wang Xiaodong blinked, "Mr. Jose, will you still coach at Chelsea next season?"
Hearing Wang Xiaodong's rhetorical question, Magic Bird was stunned for a moment, then smiled again.
"Hahaha, you are right."
Although he helped the Blues win two consecutive Premier League championships, the relationship between Magic Bird and owner Abramovich has become increasingly difficult this season.
There are even rumors that if the Blues do not win the Premier League title at the end of the season, the Portuguese will be dismissed.
You know, the Premier League championship can no longer satisfy Abramovich's appetite. The Champions League championship is what the Russians pursue.
"Then let's wait until next season. I will call you then." Magic Bird made a phone call gesture in his ear, then left with a smile.
Wang Xiaodong shrugged. He really didn't expect Mourinho to admit it so generously. After all, there are not many coaches as straightforward as the magic bird these days.
...
Amid the sky full of gold foil and fireworks, Tottenham players, soaked with champagne, took photos in the stadium and received their awards. Wang Xiaodong once again stood alone in front of the podium, enjoying the MVP treatment.
After the ceremony, the naked Wang Xiaodong was instantly surrounded by a large group of reporters.
His jersey was given to Cech, and his shorts and sneakers were thrown to the fans in the stands.
Before Wang Xiaodong could speak, the flashlight flashed.
"DONG, congratulations to you, congratulations to Tottenham Hotspur! This is your second time standing on the podium of the League Cup. What are your thoughts?"
"What's your idea?" Facing the camera, Wang Xiaodong chuckled, "Of course it's to win the League Cup! Anyway, those giants don't like this championship, so I might as well win it. As long as I'm still playing in the Premier League in the future, the team will be guaranteed. There will be a League Cup champion, what do you think?"
“Watch the League Cup???”
All the reporters looked at each other.
How dare you say that!
Although the giants do not value this championship, the League Cup is still elusive for some small teams.
Now you've got it covered with just one word? ? ?
The reporters swallowed, as if...
When Wang Xiaodong said this, he seemed to be qualified.
Just when the reporters were so surprised that Wang Xiaodong was speechless, Wang Xiaodong grabbed the microphone and took the initiative to say to the camera: "I am very happy to win the League Cup today."
"Here, I want to say something to my girlfriend, my dear, I love tiger oil!!!"
"Um???"
After hearing Wang Xiaodong's declaration, the reporters were confused again.
A reporter standing in front reacted first: "DONG, what do you mean by what you just said? Your girlfriend? My dear?"
"That's right!" Wang Xiaodong raised his eyebrows, "With this opportunity, I want to announce to the world that I am in love!"
