The big victory in the Europa League made Tottenham full of longing and hope at the end of the season.
Two passes and two shots in the semifinals also allowed Wang Xiaodong to completely vent his anger in the league.
However, in a report in "The Sun" the next day, Wang Xiaodong was questioned by a certain fan.
It stands to reason that in an away game, it is very rare for a player to score four goals. Some players will not be able to achieve such data in their lifetime.
But even so, some "Winter Blacks" still jumped out and accused Wang Xiaodong of poor playing skills.
This fan's name is Anthony, an amateur fighting enthusiast and a Tottenham fan.
The day before the game, he drunkenly spent £1,000 on Tottenham's 5-0 victory.
I thought it was just a "drunk accident", but I didn't expect Tottenham to actually score a big score.
As the game time shortened little by little, Anthony held a lottery ticket that could be multiplied at least 40 times, and his eyes almost burst out of his sockets.
But until the end of the game, Tottenham did not score the "precious" fifth goal.
Especially Wang Xiaodong's failure in front of goal in the final stage made Anthony furious.
Anthony, who "lost 40,000 pounds", wrote to the media that day and made comments on online social media, criticizing Wang Xiaodong as a football player who "has an appearance and a false reputation."
They even secretly and openly mocked Wang Xiaodong's skin color and nationality, thinking that Wang Xiaodong had such bad luck to achieve such results.
Because Anthony is well-known in his own circle, his remarks are somewhat discriminatory. Soon, the "little celebrity"'s remarks were widely reproduced by the media.
This kind of news report that can attract the attention of the melon-eating crowd is most in line with the taste of the mainstream media.
"I think Dong is not an excellent player. At best, he is just a bastard who only knows how to run around and kick around!"
"There's no way a player like him can compare with stars like Wayne, Steven, Frank and Michael."
"If I were him, could I score a simple shot with my eyes closed?"
"Really?" the reporter asked exaggeratedly, "Do you think you can score the ball easily?"
"Of course!" Anthony showed off his biceps in front of the camera. "If it were me, it would definitely be a goal!"
I thought it was a complaint from ordinary fans, but Anthony's remarks were amplified by the media and even attracted the attention of Tottenham officials.
On April 29, after Tottenham defeated Middlesbrough 3-2 at home, White Hart Lane did not leave.
"Yo? Are there any follow-up activities?"
"Ha, this ticket is worth buying!"
“Watch two games with one ticket!”
At the invitation of Tottenham officials, Anthony actually wore a uniform and walked into the stadium with a pair of sneakers.
In the stands, a small group of Anthony's fans and relatives kept waving their arms and whistling to cheer for the proud young man.
At this time, the host also handed the microphone to Anthony.
"Anthony, welcome to your arrival. I believe you already know the rules, right?"
"That's right, I came here today to slap DONG in the face!" Facing the camera, this little blond man who is only 1.7 meters tall showed no stage fright.
At this time, the camera also turned to the stands. Due to the suspension, Wang Xiaodong was sitting in the family seats of Tottenham, watching the scene on the field with interest.
"Okay, for the sake of fairness, let me repeat the rules again."
"You have three chances. We will simulate DONG at that time and pass the ground ball to you through an outflanking route."
"As long as you score a kick, the 5,000 yuan bonus will be yours!"
"understand?"
"No problem!" Anthony fist-bumped as he always did before boxing. He looked at the stands on the sidelines and waved to Wang Xiaodong, "Hey, Dong, thank you for the five thousand yuan!"
This event officially organized by Tottenham was approved by Wang Xiaodong and Anthony.
Each person puts out 5,000 yuan as a bet, and the winning party can directly take away the other party's prize money.
"Dong, do you think that kid can win?"
Behind Wang Xiaodong sat an old woman who looked like she was old with gray hair.
She patted Wang Xiaodong on the shoulder, her eyes full of worry.
"Don't worry, madam, football is not that easy to play!" Wang Xiaodong shrugged.
In fact, he didn't care about the five thousand yuan.
If you can spend 5,000 yuan to watch a show and take the opportunity to hype up the club and your own popularity, why not do it?
This is also the fundamental reason why Tottenham officials hit it off immediately after finding Wang Xiaodong.
Spending 5,000 yuan to advertise like this is totally worth it!
Soon, the players participating in the "performance" were in place.
Tottenham's main goalkeeper Robinson stood in front of the goal, but he didn't seem nervous at all.
Beep! The whistle sounded.
The "players on both sides" wearing training uniforms simulated the fast underpass that had been designed long ago.
Bell, who was carrying the ball, glanced at the center and easily swept a straight line with his left leg.
Uh-huh!
The ball rolled across the turf.
Anthony, who lacked warm-up, obviously didn't expect the ball to pass so fast, and quickly accelerated forward. But it was still a step too late. After doing a split with all his strength, he still watched the ball slip away from his eyes.
"Ha ha!"
"What did this guy do?"
"Can't even catch the ball!"
"What about shooting?"
"But this guy's steps are quite big. I wonder if he might get in trouble!"
"Hey, you mean his quail eggs? Don't worry, they're too small to be crushed!"
There was laughter from the fans in the stands, and Anthony was pulled up from the ground by Robbie Keane who came over, looking embarrassed.
"Don't worry about it. Look carefully and you can catch him next time." Robbie Keane comforted him.
"Of course, I... I will definitely be able to kick in!" Anthony shook his shoulders, "Don't worry, next time, I will definitely be able to kick in!"
Robbie Keane nodded, turned around and winked at Bale, telling him to pass the ball slower next time.
After receiving instructions from the captain, Bell passed a ground ball that was neither fast nor slow. This time, Anthony just ran in front of the ball.
Excited, he swung his right leg towards the ball. In the process of swinging his leg, his supporting foot slipped inward and he fell sideways on the turf.
The ball touched by Anthony rolled out of the baseline.
"Hahahahaha!"
"This funny guy, what is he doing?"
"Is he a clown hired by Tottenham?"
"Isn't this too stupid? Hahahaha!"
The fans burst into laughter again in the stands, and a blush appeared on Anthony's face after he missed two consecutive kicks.
He didn't expect that he would be so embarrassed!
The pass that looked so comfortable on TV turned out to be so difficult to kick in reality.
Anthony took a deep breath and comforted himself: "Illusion, it must be an illusion!"
“It’ll be better next time, it’ll be better next time!”
After re-reading, Robbie Keane waved again.
This time, Bell pushed directly in front of Anthony. Even a child who had just started school could kick such a ground ball.
Anthony quickly rushed to the path of the ball and waited. Under the camera of the cameraman, Anthony learned the lessons from the first two times, stood firm, and then aimed at the ball and swung his right leg.
boom!
The ball shot into the sky and flew directly into the stands.
After trying three times in a row, Anthony fell to the ground and shook his head helplessly amid the laughter.
"How about it, Anthony, do you still think football is easy to play?" The host stepped forward at the right time, and the camera and microphone also arrived as scheduled.
"Oh, I didn't expect the football field to be so slippery, and my shoes don't fit very well."
"Didn't you personally select these shoes? For this reason, we have prepared five pairs of different types of sneakers for you to choose from." The host did not let Anthony take advantage of the loophole.
"Well, maybe, maybe, I may have had a bad stomach today, and my condition is not very good!" Anthony looked at the 5,000 yuan taken away by Tottenham officials on the podium, and was so sad that he almost cried. .
"Oh, I can see that you are not in good condition today." The host smiled slightly and continued, "Since you know that you will be upset, then don't eat self-prepared food before the show next time, okay? We are hot The nutritious meals provided by the San Antonio Club are recognized by FIFA and have undergone heavy security measures, so they will never be manipulated again."
"Fake!" Anthony cursed secretly. The host didn't leave any escape route for him.
"So now let me ask Mr. Anthony, is football still a very easy sport?"
"Uh... no."
"Is it easy to score a goal?"
"Well...it's not easy." Anthony could only answer in one sentence.
"Oh? What did you say? I didn't hear it!" the host continued.
Looking at the camera and the audience in the distance, Anthony gritted his teeth and said, "I said... it's not easy."
"What do you mean it's not easy?" the host asked again.
Then he handed the microphone to him and stared at Anthony with an encouraging look.
"Uh...Okay, Fak!" Anthony finally couldn't help it, grabbed the microphone, and shouted at the camera: "I said it's not easy to score goals, it's very not easy! I won't do it again next time. That’s nonsense!”
