"Uh...he was fine when he was at home." The little witch said modestly.
The female fans at Wembley Stadium screamed so loudly that she got a little jealous.
"No wonder, then he must have put all his energy on the football field!" Colleen suddenly realized.
Then he quietly said to the little witch: "Emma, let me tell you, this is not good!"
"Why is it bad?" The little witch blinked. Compared to Colleen, she was still too naive.
"A man's most concentrated energy should not be on the football field, but on the woman he likes. Only in this way will a man be devoted to you." Colleen said seriously, "You saw Jima next to you. Is it? I don’t know how many girlfriends she is Cristiano’s. Obviously, Cristiano only admired her body, but did not completely let go of her. I dare say that before long, her position will be replaced by other people!"
I have to say that Colleen is very good at making friends.
With just a few words, he started discussing other people's gossip with the little witch, and along the way, he pulled the little witch into his camp.
Seeing the little witch looking at him curiously, Gemma Atkinson on the other side specially tilted his head and said hello to the little witch.
"She has such a hot figure!" the little witch sighed.
"That's right, all she has left is her body!" Colleen nodded.
Although he agrees, he actually despises the other party for being so big-hearted and brainless.
Everyone knows that in order to perform a good striptease for Xiao Luo, Jima even stuffed a large piece of silicone into his chest.
Women often subconsciously compare themselves with each other. When they cannot compare with each other, they will always be accompanied by various slanders.
However, after Colleen despised Jima, she turned to look at Emma beside her, feeling proud.
Of all the women at the family table, the little witch had the smallest cup size.
Looking at the little witch's baby-like chest, Colleen felt happy: At least she can't compare to me in this aspect!
Naturally, the little witch didn't know that Colleen's mentality had changed in such a short period of time. At the moment, she was focusing all her attention on the football field.
After Wang Xiaodong threw the ultra-long-range cruise missile, the front of Manchester United was once again filled with chaos and chaos.
Van der Sar rushed to the back post as quickly as possible. He was a little worried and hesitant.
The ball was obviously heading towards the back post, but should I reach out to stop it?
It stands to reason that a throw-in ball thrown directly into the goal does not count, so there is no need for Van der Sar to risk touching the ball. Because once it is not handled properly, it may cause an own problem.
But if the ball is not touched, what will happen if Berbatov, who has been wandering at the back post, gets the ball in advance?
At such a close distance, the Bulgarian forward has a hundred ways to break through the gate he is guarding.
Thinking of this, Van der Sar gritted his teeth and voluntarily walked out.
"Van der Sar is out!"
"The Manchester United goalkeeper chose a safe approach."
"Hit the ball over the baseline with one punch."
"Tottenham corner kick!"
Van der Sar is also depressed.
Finally, he made up his mind to attack, but Berba, who had been walking aside for a long time, suddenly started to get in front of him to hit the ball.
In desperation, Van der Sar could only use his height and arm length to knock the ball out of the penalty area with a single punch.
But there was Berba in front of him blocking the way, and Van der Sar's fist was still deflected.
Moreover, the ball thrown by Wang Xiaodong was very fast. The ball did not fly out of the penalty area as the Dutch expected, but rubbed his fist and flew out of the baseline.
Corner kick.
Tottenham's attack continues.
Bell ran towards the corner kick with his arms bumping, raised his hand and kicked the ball out immediately.
The inward arc of the left foot made Manchester United extremely nervous. How come it has been Tottenham's frontcourt set pieces for the first ten minutes?
Oh, no!
Throw-ins do not count as set pieces.
But what is the difference between these 6 foul balls and set kicks?
I'm afraid the only difference is that Wang Xiaodong can't directly attack the goal!
In the penalty area, Ferdinand jumped high.
With a header, he pushed the ball out of the baseline.
It's Ferdinand again.
It's the new "Bobby Moore" again!
In the stands, Manchester United fans gave a brief cheer, then tensed up their nerves again, watching Bell return to the corner kick area.
boom!
This time it's a high ball, in the middle, slightly outside.
"Don't move, mine!" Wang Xiaodong roared outside the penalty area, and other Tottenham players subconsciously dispersed.
But the Manchester United defenders had no intention of listening to the enemy's orders. Little Roma rushed over non-stop and jumped high.
Bang!
In mid-air, two figures, one white and one red, collided.
Wang Xiaodong doesn't jump as high as Ronaldinho, nor is his opponent's header as good, nor is he as fast as his opponent.
However, Wang Xiaodong, who came to the ball later, was not afraid of Ronaldinho, who had already jumped up. He continued to jump up fiercely without losing his momentum.
Seeing that the ball was about to hit his head, Xiao Luo was about to shake his head when he felt pain in his ribs and waist, and Wang Xiaodong's body hit him hard.
boom! ! !
The two fell together in front of the top of the arc, and the ball fell to their feet and bounced high again.
Huddlestone and Giggs came up. Wang Laoji is 13 years older than Huddlestone, but 8cm shorter. Although he was stuck in position, the Tottenham youngster still jumped up and used his forehead to push the ball into the penalty area.
Boom, boom, boom!
The ball bounced past three players in a row, but no one reacted and stretched out their feet to intercept it.
Seeing this, Robbie Keane in the penalty area rushed over from the side and shot from the ground in an extremely difficult position.
boom!
There was a crisp sound.
The shot, which was originally weak and had an incorrect angle, was blocked by Ferdinand, who appeared in front of the ball in time, and once again hit the bottom line.
It's still Tottenham's corner kick.
"Since the beginning of the game, Tottenham has been overwhelming Manchester United."
"This is incredible!"
"Manchester United's midfield is like paper. Every time the attack comes here, the ball will change."
"The Chinese DONG may have really moved their country's Great Wall to Wembley, otherwise it would be difficult for me to explain why Manchester United with Carrick, Scholes and Giggs could not break through this line of defense."
Now, none of the Bai Baihe fans in the stands despise Carrick as a traitor.
In their opinion, in front of Wang Xiaodong, their former captain really did not deserve the word "traitor".
Some fans even thanked Carrick for the huge income he brought to the team. Otherwise, with Danny Levi's temperament, he would never have spent so much money on a young player like Wang Xiaodong.
In the first 17 minutes, Tottenham had already won their fifth corner kick.
This time Bell did not kick well and was relatively close to the goalkeeper. Van der Sar's single punch pushed him out of the baseline.
Seeing this, everyone once again found their positions in the penalty area and prepared to fight for the top.
"Let go!" On the penalty area line, Wang Xiaodong turned around and slapped Xiao Luo on the arm.
Snapped!
A red mark immediately appeared on Xiao Luo's forearm.
Looking at the penalty area line at his feet, Ronaldinho subconsciously wanted to fall down.
But as soon as his calf went soft, he instantly realized that this was his own penalty area, and the referee would not award a penalty kick even if he fell down.
Thinking of this, Xiao Luo glared at Wang Xiaodong fiercely.
"DONG, if you do it again I will fall to the ground!"
"Fake, my jersey is not for you to catch!" Of course Wang Xiaodong believed what Ronaldinho said.
In the World Cup, this guy can put his club friend Rooney in the dark. What else can't he do?
"Do you think I will let go? Do you think I will let you go to get the top as you like, or catch the pass from your teammate and shoot directly?" Ronaldinho still grabbed Wang Xiaodong's clothes and ran after him. run.
"Fake, then you just keep holding on!" After Wang Xiaodong said that, he ran towards the corner kick area without looking back.
"Eh? Are Tottenham planning to take a tactical corner kick?"
Looking at Wang Xiaodong on the screen, Huang Jianxiang asked curiously.
It wasn't until Wang Xiaodong and Xiao Luo both ran to the corner cue, and Bell ran away in a hurry as if frightened, that Huang Jianxiang finally understood.
"It turns out that Wang Xiaodong is coming to take the corner kick."
"It seems that he is very dissatisfied with the quality of the previous corner kicks!"
Xiao Luo was embarrassed.
Someone wanted to take a corner kick, but he pulled the opponent's clothes and followed him to the corner kick area.
Looking at the linesman next to him as if he were an alien, Xiao Luo quickly let go of Wang Xiaodong's clothes and ran towards Bell.
After all, Bell is his closest opponent.
The Great Sage seemed to have felt something, and he twisted his body and head to avoid the pull of Xiao Luo who rushed behind him.
Seeing Bell running away, Xiao Luo accelerated decisively and chased after him.
In this way, the two young people started a fierce chase in front of the baseline. It's like they're not here to play football, but to catch ghosts!
Ferguson had a black look on his face on the sidelines. He shouted loudly: "Don't worry about that lively guy. Watch the penalty area. Don't let them hit the ball!"
At the family table, the ladies who saw this scene couldn't help laughing.
Although they are relatives of their respective players, these men are just like naughty boys in the eyes of everyone.
Bell's sister Vicky covered her mouth and laughed: "Gareth is still so naughty, but he is so fast, even Cristiano can't catch up with him!"
Sitting next to Vicky was Bell's childhood sweetheart: Emma Rhys Jones. She and Bell had known each other since childhood. One stayed in Wales and the other struggled in England. Basically, they were together less and more separated.
Even though Bell had several other relationships during this period, when he and Wang Xiaodong moved to Tottenham and their careers began to take off, it was still his childhood sweetheart who appeared next to him.
Judging from the appearance, this Miss Jones is no inferior to any member of the wives group.
Her bronze skin exudes a different kind of sexiness, her curly black chestnut hair is charming, and coupled with the round and plump pair of balls on her chest, it's hard not to make men's hearts flutter.
"Yes, that's my boyfriend!"
"Yes, that's my boyfriend!"
Two different voices said the same thing at the same time. Jones and Jima on the other side were stunned for a moment, then leaned out of their seats and waved politely to each other.
When they returned to their seats, they stared at their boyfriends again, hoping that they could win the chase.
At this moment, in the eyes of the two women, this "funny" chase is no longer a simple matter of you chasing me and me running. It is a war, a battle to decide whose boyfriend is better and whose girlfriend is more gorgeous. war.
There were sparks of passion in the eyes of the two female family members, and the female fans sitting behind the stands were also itching with hatred. They had to admit that these two boyfriends were simply too good!
There is no need to describe Ronaldinho's handsome appearance. Bell, who has blond hair, also wore a mohawk today. Coupled with a strong beard, he looks extremely chic.
"Fake, the field is so big, where are you going?" Ronaldinho on the defensive side is obviously more skilled.
He knows that no matter how Bell runs, his ultimate goal is to go to the penalty area to respond to the challenge.
With this prediction, Ronaldinho, who was on the inside, suddenly stopped and changed direction, and instantly grabbed the corner of Bell's clothes.
"Haha, I won!" Jima clenched a fist and said "OHYE" on his chest.
She couldn't wait to lean out and see the lost Jones on the other side.
Just do it.
Jima quickly leaned forward, just about to say something.
At this moment, the little witch sitting between the two suddenly jumped up from her chair, blocking her view.
"Emma, you..."
Before Jima could speak, the little witch stood up and raised her arms high, shouting loudly: "Ha, look, look, that's my boyfriend!!!"
Wow! ! !
At this moment, not only the little witch, but other fans in the stands also stood up and cheered.
The new Wembley Stadium welcomed the roaring cheers of fans for the first time.
"WHAT? What? What just happened???"
Jima craned his neck in panic and looked toward the court.
The ball, which was still in the corner kick area just now, was lying quietly in the Manchester United goal together with Edwin van der Sar, who was entangled in the side net.
