Is Wang Xiaodong an alien?
Of course he is not!
He is a Chinese.
In front of these British guys who have never seen the world, he is an alien at this moment.
Just like Ronaldo's goal for Barcelona in 1997 when he rode thousands of miles alone, Robson, who had never seen such a scene, immediately thought that the bald boy came from outer space.
Now, Ferguson is no less surprised by Wang Xiaodong than Robson was back then.
Did he regard Wang Xiaodong as an alien?
No!
No!
He only thinks that Wang Xiaodong is a Chinese.
In other words, in the eyes of these foreigners, Chinese people and aliens have similar meanings.
It’s all so incredible!
Our two defense generals put shovels together. If you fall, you fall. Why do you get up?
Don't you want to take a penalty kick?
Or are you saying you look down on our joint tackle?
Ferdinand and Brown both received a yellow card, because no matter from any angle, their fouls were too bad - although they ran towards the ball, they didn't even touch the ball in the end!
"Good opportunity, Tottenham won a direct free kick in the frontcourt!"
"For Wang Xiaodong, this position is no different from a penalty kick."
The Manchester United players had to talk hard before the foul was changed from a penalty kick to a free kick.
But they themselves also know that a free kick from this distance is too dangerous!
The penalty kick location is at the junction of the penalty area arc and the penalty area line. It is basically placed on the penalty area line, and the straight-line distance from the goal is no more than 18 meters.
It stands to reason that if the distance is too close, it will be difficult for the free throw shooter to kick the curve ball.
But the problem is that Wang Xiaodong is not a technical free throw player at all.
Most of his free kicks come from direct violent volleys.
This is very embarrassing.
Before free throws, it has become a big problem who will line up the wall.
Under the command of Ferdinand, Manchester United retreated from all fronts this time, and even Lu Xiaopang was called back to stand in the wall.
From the right post to the left, Manchester United lined up a wall of 8 people this time, leaving only a narrow gap for Van der Sar to guard the far post alone.
This small space is not even as long as Van der Sar's wingspan, but considering the Dutchman's age and width, combined with the result of his previous hard attack on Wang Xiaodong's long shot, Manchester United left a gap for Wang Xiaodong this time. Very small.
Looking from the front, it seems that there is not even two meters of space.
Wang Xiaodong stood in front of the ball, quietly watching the Manchester United players line up the wall.
In fact, there were only four Tottenham players standing in the penalty area, and they were all spread out. The remaining two Manchester United players could keep an eye on them by standing in scattered positions.
The remaining Tottenham players stood outside the penalty area, and Huddlestone stood next to Wang Xiaodong, waiting for instructions from the "big brother" in the team.
Huddlestone, who was born in 1986, has great respect for Wang Xiaodong. He is also a midfielder, but his experience at Tottenham was completely different.
When Wang Xiaodong was playing at Southampton last year, Huddlestone was loaned to Wolves by Tottenham.
In the British Championship, he was impressed by Wang Xiaodong's playing style.
This season Tottenham introduced Wang Xiaodong, and Huddlestone also returned to Tottenham.
Wang Xiaodong was a regular defensive midfielder as soon as he arrived at White Hart Lane, but Huddlestone only started to emerge in the second half of the league.
Among them, Wang Xiaodong's "support" is really indispensable.
Just like the current free kick, Huddlestone is qualified to stand in front of the ball and cooperate with Wang Xiaodong. Wang Xiaodong may even give the ball to Huddlestone to take the kick in order to confuse the opponent.
Even Bell couldn't get this kind of treatment.
Now, the 1.88-meter tall Nottingham man stood in front of the ball. His dark skin was like a loyal knight's retinue, guarding all the interests of Wang Xiaodong.
"How should this ball be punished?" Huddlestone never asked such a question.
He just stood there honestly. If Wang Xiaodong didn't speak, he wouldn't make a sound or even move.
After a while, Manchester United formed this "wall of death".
Standing directly opposite the ball are Brown, Fletcher and Giggs. The three of them either have cards or are about to run out of energy and will be replaced by Ferguson at any time.
It is precisely because of this that they "actively" stood up and blocked the front line of Wang Xiaodong's "heavy artillery".
The referee also directed for a long time before helping to build Manchester United's "long wall".
He was already impatient and hurriedly blew the whistle to signal Wang Xiaodong to start taking free throws.
At this moment, the 9W fans in the audience and the 5Y fans in front of the TV all stared at Wang Xiaodong with their eyes wide open, for fear of missing anything.
Xiao Luo and Lu Xiaopang stood close to the wall, but they subconsciously stretched out their arms to cover their faces and crotches.
This kind of protection has long been recognized by FIFA. Even if the penalty kicker hits the ball directly into their arm, the referee will declare the handball invalid because they are judging that they are protecting the fragile organs of the body.
"The referee blew the whistle, let's see how Wang Xiaodong will take this free kick!"
After Huang Jianxiang finished speaking, the entire studio was silent, and even the director and staff backstage were staring at the screen.
It's not often that an Asian player makes the entire Manchester United team stand up!
At the side of the court, Dong Fangzhuo stretched his neck and clenched his fists.
Unconsciously, he had already assumed the role of Wang Xiaodong.
It's true that he is a Manchester United player, but he has played very few times this season, and most of them are garbage time.
He can imagine himself as a dark buddy like Rooney, Cristiano Ronaldo, or even Saha. He will also think about what he would do if he was the one who appeared in front of the ball in a certain attack that day and what the result would be before going to bed at night.
But no matter what form of fantasy it was, nothing made him feel the same way at this moment.
"It would be great if I were Wang Xiaodong..."
With dark eyes, black hair, and yellow skin, the blood of Chinese people flows through his veins. Only such a character can make you feel like you are a person!
If I were Wang Xiaodong, I would kick them out!
Recalling the "decapitation tactics" formulated by Sir Alex Ferguson during the halftime break and the "unfair" treatment Wang Xiaodong encountered on the court in the second half, Dong Fangzhuo gritted his teeth and said, "What the hell, if it were me, even if I couldn't score, You have to choose one to kick the cripple! Otherwise, how can you relieve your anger?"
Thinking of this, Dong Fangzhuo's little eyes wandered back and forth on Ronaldinho and Lu Xiaopang. Saha had long been injured and retired. If one of these two is injured again, if Dong Fangzhuo can still stay at Manchester United next season, So the chances of playing are great?
And I heard that Wang Xiaodong may come back to play in the Asian Cup this summer. When the Chinese team performs more impressively in the Asian competition, won't Dong Fangzhuo's value also have to rise slowly?
At this thought, Dong Fangzhuo became excited instantly.
"Kick Rooney, kick Rooney..."
"Fuck Ronaldo, fuck Ronaldo..."
The nervous Ferguson had no idea that the Chinese boy behind him had already "betrayed" him.
He was staring closely at the wall at the moment, thinking about who to replace after this free kick.
In the stands, Colleen and Gemma also held their breath.
Their hearts almost jumped out of their throats.
After the referee blew the whistle, Wang Xiaodong did not take a direct approach, but retreated a little, retreated, and retreated to a long distance.
Like Roberto Carlos taking a free kick.
The atmosphere at Wembley Stadium was so tense that even his breathing became trembling. Seeing Wang Xiaodong retreat, Jima finally couldn't help it and hugged the little witch's arm.
"Emma, Emma, let your boyfriend kick the right side, it's easier to enter!"
The little witch looked curiously at the near post, which was tightly blocked by Manchester United players. How could there be any shooting space?
Just when the little witch was confused, Colleen on the other side exploded when she heard Jima's words: "No, no! Emma, let your boyfriend kick the left side, let DONG kick the left side!"
left?
The little witch looked to the left of the goal, where Van der Sar was bent over with concentration, ready to save at any time.
It seems like there are no good opportunities on either side!
And I'm just Xiaodong's girlfriend, not the summoner who controls him. How can I decide which way he kicks the ball?
The little witch felt confused and didn't understand why the two women suddenly became nervous.
Jones on the side couldn't stand it anymore. She patted the little witch on the shoulder with her hand behind Colleen.
When the little witch turned around, Jones whispered: "Emma, don't pay attention to these plastic sisters, they are worried about their boyfriends!"
Boy friend?
The little witch looked at the human wall again. Xiao Luo was standing on the left side of the human wall, and Fatty Lu was standing on the right side of the human wall.
Oh oh~~~
So that’s it!
The little witch suddenly understood.
In total, you are afraid that DONG will kick your boyfriend into "crippling" condition!
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Dong and them are good friends and won't do this..."
Before the little witch could finish her comforting words, Gemma and Colleen immediately covered their faces and screamed loudly.
"ah!!!!!"
The little witch was immediately shocked and covered her ears, as if there were two speakers beside her that were turned up to the maximum volume.
At this moment, Wang Xiaodong's small steps had turned into long strides, and everyone's eyes widened.
Huddlestone still stood there like a flag-bearer, not caring at all about what was about to happen.
boom! ! !
Whoosh! ! !
As the sound of sneakers and footballs clashed, Manchester United's long wall jumped like death squads.
Fletcher, Brown and Giggs, standing at the front of the ball, closed their eyes and jumped as hard as they could. At this moment, they had dedicated their remaining bodies to Manchester United.
ROU~~~~
A Maybach sped past.
Van der Sar's waist was short on the goal line, and he made no other moves.
Where is the ball?
Where is the ball?
The players who failed to catch the trajectory of the ball were in a daze. Those Manchester United players who had just landed also quickly checked their bodies, fearing that there would be a football-sized hole in their bodies, just like Tang Niu in "God of Cookery" ended up.
"Beep!!!"
A long whistle sounded, and the referee placed his finger in the circle.
The ball that had just disappeared was now lying in the net at the very back of the wall.
"Um???"
Seeing this scene, even Huang Jianxiang in the studio was stunned.
"Could it be that this ball went through the wall???"
