"Hahahaha~~~The bet was right, the bet was right!"
"I didn't expect the team to be in such good shape!"
"You are a fool to fight to the death with Chelsea!"
"How cool does it look now?!"
"Eliminating the last Europa League champions and then advancing to the semi-finals is what Tottenham have to do!"
The fans were extremely excited.
Before the first half was over, the scoreboard had already read 3-0.
Such a score makes all fans feel as sweet as honey.
Such a victory is meaningful!
Sometimes there is a delay, there is a slack and there is a slack, you have to win the game that should be won, this is the real strategy!
At the end of the first half, Wang Xiaodong, who has never been very attached to the ball, once again used a fried ball in the midfield.
Attentive fans discovered that Wang Xiaodong's passing this time was obviously much smoother than before.
Wang Xiaodong, who rushed to the front of the penalty area with the ball, played a one-two with Lennon, who was outflanking him on the wing. He leaned hard against the Sevilla center back and forced his way into the penalty area.
Facing Lennon's return pass, Wang Xiaodong didn't hesitate at all.
Raise your feet and swing your legs, shooting into the far corner.
The ball hit the net again.
Seeing this, the coaches, substitute players and staff on the visiting team's bench all lowered their heads.
They know that this season's Europa League is over.
In the remaining half, the team should think carefully about how to avoid Tottenham's massacre.
In just the first half, Wang Xiaodong once again proved to the world with a hat trick that he is a midfielder with both offense and defense.
He may not be the best, but he is definitely the youngest.
Wang Xiaodong's vitality created a youthful storm throughout the Premier League.
If nothing else, he won’t be able to get nominated for this year’s Golden Globe and Golden Boy Awards.
"Farke, end this damn game quickly!" Ramos spat fiercely and spat on the ground in dissatisfaction.
Martin Joel had long been having fun with his assistants. The league losses to Chelsea and Manchester United had long been forgotten by them, and all they could see was the Chinese boy who was pulling his shirt and yelling.
"With winter in such a state, it looks like we will win the league next season!" Martin Joel sighed.
"Yes, coach, let's forget about this season first. Waiting for next season, our goal is to defeat BIG4!"
"Yes, defeat them!!!"
When the referee blew the whistle to end the first half, Sevilla's players lowered their heads and returned to the locker room listlessly, enjoying a moment of peace.
4-0 is already a very safe score. Taking into account the results of the previous game, the total score is now 5-2 with Yaoyao leading.
Martin Joel came to Wang Xiaodong with a smile, put his hand on his shoulder and asked with a smile: "Dong, do you want to take a rest in the second half?"
Based on the data in the first half alone, Wang Xiaodong can be named the best player in the game.
It is rare to see such a player who can also score a hat trick in the knockout rounds of the Europa League.
"Let's talk about it later." Wang Xiaodong took the towel and wiped his sweat, "What if they still have fighting spirit? What should we do with a sneak attack in the second half? Let's play for ten minutes and see what happens."
"Okay, that's it." Martin Joel smiled happily.
Wang Xiaodong has obviously matured a lot if he can think like this.
"Then be careful. You'd rather lose the ball than get hurt. Do you understand?"
"Injured? Hahahaha!" Wang Xiaodong laughed heartily, "If I could be injured, the guy who injured me would definitely be carried directly to the hospital!"
Fifteen minutes passed quickly. The players not only recovered a lot of physical strength, but also maintained their desire to score goals.
Martin Joel had great confidence in the team members. After saying "pay attention to safety", he high-fived the team members one by one and sent them off to continue the battle.
After the start of the second half, as Wang Xiaodong said, the visiting team was still a little unwilling to give up.
Almost all Sevilla players pressed forward, using numbers and long passes to attack Tottenham's defense again and again.
Tottenham's defense was so suppressed that they could only make a hasty clearance, but after the ball was obtained by the opponent's centre-back, it was quickly dropped into the Tottenham penalty area.
The ferocious counterattack in the frontcourt made Tottenham a little uncomfortable.
We are the leading party, and there is no need to fight with you.
With this thought, a hole finally appeared in Tottenham's backcourt.
A long pass came from the right front field, and four Sevilla players rushed into the penalty area to break the ball.
The ball grazed Fabiano's scalp and flew to the back point. Paulson leaned against the Tottenham defender and watched the ball bounce in front of him.
He subconsciously swept his body and made a very beautiful volley side hook, sweeping the ball directly into the net.
"Beep!!!"
The whistle sounded, and Sevilla, who suddenly attacked in the second half, won a goal back for their sneak attack.
Seeing the opponent quickly running back to the midfield with the ball in hand, the Tottenham players looked at each other and saw a hint of surprise in their teammates' eyes.
"Huh? These guys are determined to give up!" Wang Xiaodong pursed his lips and stood directly in the center circle.
"What is Wang Xiaodong doing?"
"Isn't he a midfielder?"
"Why did you get into the center circle to serve?"
"Is he going to..."
Just when the fans were guessing, Wang Xiaodong, who received the ball from Berba, took off and kicked it.
boom! ! !
After the kick, the midfielder shot straight to the gate of Seville. Palop, who had been prepared earlier, pursed his lips and quickly moved to the path of the ball, staring at the ball with his eyes.
Fortunately, Wang Xiaodong's shot was not disturbed by the air flow in the air. It did not spin too much, nor did it unexpectedly change its line back and forth.
Seeing the ball falling continuously, Palop frowned and just raised his hand slightly to rest his feet.
Boom!
The ball hit the crossbar directly and bounced off the baseline.
"Hiss~~~"
After seeing Wang Xiaodong's provocative midfield lob, the Bai Baihe fans in the stands suddenly took a breath.
Good guy, you really don’t treat the opponent’s goalkeeper as a human being!
How dare you take such a long shot in front of others?
Who can score such a shot?
But when the fans figured it out, they burst into cheers.
Yo ho! ! !
Eh~~~
ha! ! !
Since this goal will definitely not be scored, the significance of Wang Xiaodong's kick is obvious.
I will give you the ball directly.
Come on, come on!
See if you can score another one!
Sure enough, this time Sevilla's goal kick did not land on the heads of its own players at all.
Wang Xiaodong jumped high, knocked away his opponent in the air, and then calmly rubbed the ball with his forehead to the feet of his teammates.
The referee immediately shook his head when he saw the Sevilla forward falling to the ground, indicating that there was no problem with such a collision and the game continued.
The Sevilla striker took this opportunity to lie down on the ground to rest for a while, while Wang Xiaodong patted his butt and strode forward with his head buried in his chest.
"Oh oh oh!!!"
In the stands, many beautiful fans were waving their coats, and two water balloons were swinging in the wind.
"Dong, you are so strong!"
"Oh my god! Winter, you're so hard!"
"Tell me, what kind of woman can stand a man like you???"
Bell dribbled the ball at high speed from the wing, and the Sevilla defender ran to his side desperately, trying to stretch his feet to intercept the ball.
But all of this has long been seen by Bell. In his eyes, the opponent's outstretched leg is no different from slow motion.
I saw the great sage's legs swinging wildly and speeding up instantly. He suddenly thrust diagonally in front of the opponent's defender and cut in with his speed.
"Damn it, can you still speed up???"
The Sevilla defender who ran up to gasp for breath widened his eyes and looked at Bale walking away with the ball, feeling a sense of powerlessness in his heart.
Bell, who cut into the penalty area, swept the ball across the middle without hesitation. Wang Xiaodong, who was in front of the penalty spot, pointed his toes at the ball and hit the ball hard with his toes. A "Batti GOAL"-style shot was staged again.
In the hearts of Bai Baihe fans, this is a proper "Dongdong GOAL!"
"see it?"
"You bastards!"
"Still thinking about making a comeback?"
"You are dreaming!"
Wang Xiaodong lifted up his jersey, but in the next second he was pressed down by Berba who rushed towards him.
"Dong, you can't do this!"
"Fake! Don't block me, I..."
Wang Xiaodong pushed hard again. This time, Robbie Keane grabbed the bottom of his jersey, but Wang Xiaodong also failed.
"Captain, what are you doing?"
"You're not doing anything, Dong!" Robbie Keane put on an innocent expression, then opened his arms and hugged Wang Xiaodong, "Dong, you are really amazing today, are you in such good condition?!"
"Go away, I don't want to be gay!"
Wang Xiaodong pushed Robbie Keane away hard and put his hands under his jersey for the third time.
"winter!!!"
This time, Saint Bell, who had just sent out an assist, rushed in, jumped over to Wang Xiaodong, hugged his neck and waved to the fans in the stands.
"Fake! Get out of here!"
"You are full of monkeys!"
Wang Xiaodong released his hands, but Bell was unaware of it. His legs were still sandwiched around Wang Xiaodong's waist and he kept waving to the fans.
"Xie Te, the Great Sage!" Wang Xiaodong was so angry that he stretched out his hand again and pressed hard on Bell's ribs and armpits.
Bell, who was itchy and painful, instantly put on a mask of pain, loosened his legs, and fell directly from Wang Xiaodong's body.
"Raise your hands!"
"What?"
"I ask you to carry it, just carry it!" Wang Xiaodong ordered fiercely.
Bell looked helpless and could only raise his arms in front of Wang Xiaodong.
Uh-huh!
Since you won't let me take off my jersey, then I'll take off someone else's head office, right?
In full view of everyone, Wang Xiaodong actually lifted Bell's jersey over his head and pulled it off.
Seeing this scene, even the referee was confused.
FIFA requires players not to take off their own jerseys after scoring a goal, so as not to be offensive, but what does it mean if he takes off someone else's jersey?
Seeing Wang Xiaodong, who was waving Bell's jersey, running around the field, the referee pinched his eye point and pretended not to notice.
"Dong, that's almost it! Stop blathering!"
A large number of Tottenham players followed Wang Xiaodong, chasing him to stop him.
Bell was left wearing a pink tight vest, messy in the wind.
