"What kind of magic is this?"
When the ball returned to Wang Xiaodong's feet, the fans were a little confused.
They say the Premier League is too barbaric, but I have never seen anything like this!
According to fans' previous understanding of football, this ball is either an acceleration to hit the ball first and break through the opponent with speed, or it is a graceful Marseille spin and pass the opponent with gorgeous skills.
But it was the first time for many people to encounter someone like Wang Xiaodong who ran rampant and directly knocked away opponents with his body.
Poor Carrick was directly hit on the butt. When his butt was pressed against the turf, Wang Xiaodong had already hooked the ball with his foot and walked away.
"DONG's passing was so unreasonable!" The on-site commentator didn't know whether this method could be understood as passing.
But it was not Wang Xiaodong who collided with Carrick, but the latter who rushed directly into Wang Xiaodong's path and then fell down.
This kind of behavior has a proper name in the East: touching porcelain!
After breaking through this key barrier, Manchester United's empty defense was once again exposed to Tottenham.
Wang Xiaodong just raised his head and glanced in front of him, then without thinking, he pushed out his left foot and made a through kick.
Bang!
The ball left Wang Xiaodong's sneakers, stuck to the turf of the new Wembley Stadium, and passed through the gap between two Manchester United players who had not yet had time to take over.
"That's a great pass!"
Just looking at the trajectory of the ball, the on-site commentator exclaimed.
From the perspective of the broadcast, Wang Xiaodong's kick directly penetrated all the remaining defense lines of Manchester United and sent the ball directly to no man's land.
And at that position, a young man wearing a white robe happened to cut in at high speed!
That's Tottenham's new No. 10!
Luka Modric!
At this moment, the man has arrived and the ball has arrived.
The Croatian midfielder stepped forward with his left foot and raised his right leg.
Wang Xiaodong's passing made him extremely comfortable, and he didn't need to make any other adjustments at all.
Seeing that King Yinjiao had thrown his right arm into the air, he said, "Hey, Desa Wu'er, I call you, do you dare to agree?"
"I promise you I'll keep my mouth shut!" Van der Sar fell to the ground angrily.
The explosion roared past, and the ball turned into a whip, scraped away from Van der Sar's fingertips, and crashed into the far corner of the goal.
"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!" the commentator at Wembley Stadium roared again.
"GOAL, GOAL, GOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!"
"Luka Modric!!!"
"He scored his first goal since joining Tottenham!"
"Can you believe it?"
"It only took Croatia less than 30 minutes to adapt to the rhythm of the Premier League!"
"Tottenham lead 2-0!"
"Tottenham in the new season will be unstoppable!!!"
Wow!
This time New Wembley is boiling again.
Different from last time.
The last time Wang Xiaodong scored, the fans felt that it should be so; but this time Modric scored, the fans seemed to have opened the door to a new world.
Eh?
DONG can actually cooperate well with Luka?
What's this?
Is this the "Donglu Combination" of the new season?
"Luca~~~DONG! Luca~~~DONG! Luca~~~DONG!!!"
Listening to the cheers of the fans in the stands, Bell quickly fainted in the toilet.
Only one year has passed, has the "Beidong Group" become outdated?
"This goal gave Tottenham a temporary two-goal lead, and now the pressure is on Manchester United."
"If Sir Alex Ferguson's team doesn't respond, this game is likely to become one-sided."
"It's unimaginable! It's incredible! The game has only lasted 28 minutes."
"We thought that after winning the championship, the Premier League would usher in the era of Manchester United again."
"But now, we have to stop thinking like that."
"The Premier League in the new season may not be red again."
"Facing the youth storm of Tottenham, how will Manchester United respond?"
Amid the cheers of the fans, Modric, who also looked excited, jumped directly on Wang Xiaodong's back.
That scene was like Ronaldinho carrying Messi on his back in 2005.
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On the Internet at this time, those Chinese fans who could only watch text live broadcast were also excited because of Tottenham's second goal.
"Modric? I've never heard of it! But if he can give our Xiaodong an assist, he seems to be quite capable, right?!"
"You guys upstairs, don't underestimate this guy. He is Tottenham's top transfer bidder this season! Danny Levi spent more than 20 million for him!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's money well spent! The Jew has really good taste!"
"Hey? Look, the picture is out, the picture is out! Is this Wang Xiaodong? Is this Modric? Hahaha, this guy looks like a goblin!"
"What Goblin? This is obviously Lord Erlang carrying King Silver Horn...Eh? Did I read that correctly? Why did this monkey become the backdrop?"
"Stop talking about the people upstairs, I almost died laughing. The monkey of God T and M, that is the Great Sage! Hahahahahaha~~~"
In the live broadcast room, even Manchester United fans sent congratulatory messages. After all, the goal came from Wang Xiaodong's assist.
"I'm beyond demonic. Facing so many gods, King Silver Horn even rebelled. I can't defeat them at all!"
"Yeah, what is Xiao Dong doing? I haven't seen him at all for a while. I'm still waiting to watch 'Dong Dong's Battle'!"
"What did you say upstairs? 'Dong Dong'? Do you want to be so cute!"
With a two-goal lead, Tottenham have completely relaxed.
Just when the fans were muttering not to be careless and to defend well, Tottenham's offense came again.
Seeing this, many local fans felt a sense of trance.
what's the situation?
Is Manchester United so weak now?
Why were they beaten by Tottenham?
"DONG dribbled the ball and cut inside to the middle..."
"Pass the ball!"
"Luka has the ball again."
Wow~~~
Seeing Modric stop the ball, there was another round of applause from the stands.
This time, the United defenders were quick to track back. As soon as Modric stepped on the ball, Scholes made up for it.
Facing the ginger head who was four centimeters shorter than himself, Modric stepped on the ball with his right foot, supported it with his left foot, and slowly tilted his body to the left.
One step, two steps...
Seeing Modric's left foot slowly move two small steps one centimeter to the left, it seemed that he was about to fall to the left.
The next second, the Croatian suddenly pulled the ball to the left with his right foot, as if he wanted to break through from the left.
Facing Modric's sudden pull of the ball, the ginger head's body tilted to the right almost subconsciously.
Suddenly, Modric's left leg, which was about to fall, pushed hard. At the moment when Ginger Head's center of gravity shifted, he suddenly exerted force and rushed out to the right along with the ball he stepped on with the sole of his right foot.
The animated picture of the rabbit may describe the Silver Horned King at this moment!
He watched as the young man in white robe shook himself away and slipped away from him. Scholes also wanted to use an extreme pull to defend the opponent.
But time is not forgiving.
The 33-year-old ginger head is no longer as agile as he was when he was young. Under the influence of inertia, he can only barely support his body to prevent himself from falling.
As for reaching out to pull Modric's clothes, it has become unrealistic.
"Luka bypassed Paul!"
"He's so fast!"
"With a swish, the opponent was shaken away."
"Luka is still dribbling the ball..."
"Long ball, found Robbie Keane."
"Keane stopped the ball and pulled it to the side..."
"Get out of the way..."
"Shoot!"
call!
The alarm sounded again in the Manchester United penalty area.
"Van der Sar!"
puff!
Van der Sar barely pushed the incoming ball with three fingers and pushed the ball to the left post.
The ball bounced back into the bounds, and Ferdinand, who was rushed by the horse, turned around and made a clearance out of the penalty area.
Looking at the ball flying in the air, KP Boateng, who had just transferred, rushed forward and jumped high.
As Wang Xiaodong's partner in midfield, he also rushed to the frontcourt in the extremely strong offensive atmosphere on the court.
Bo~~
Boateng and Fletcher collided together. Although he is not as tall as his younger brother, KP Boateng, who is 1.85 meters tall, is still the top in terms of strength and strength.
After squeezing Fletcher away, he used his last strength to rub the falling football in the air. The ball jumped again and rolled back to Modric's feet.
"Hey, hey! Pass me! Pass me!" Wang Xiaodong shouted from the other side of the penalty area.
With Modric in the midfield and frontcourt, even if Wang Xiaodong intervenes, he still has to cooperate with the opponent and stand on the other side of the silver horn king.
Seeing Wang Xiaodong striding forward, stretching his hands downward, and constantly bending his elbows, Modric also blushed a little.
"Hey, here, here!"
Modric did not hesitate and gave Wang Xiaodong a gentle push in front of his feet.
boom! ! !
An auditory feast resounded over Wembley Stadium again, and Wang Xiaodong was like Qiao Feng from Demi-Gods and Dragons with his own speakers.
When his subwoofer kicks in, it's hunting time.
Van der Sar climbed up desperately and stretched out his hand desperately.
The ball also hit his fingertips, but this time, the Dutchman's three fingers kept pressing back. At the moment when it reached its limit, the ball finally broke away from Van der Sar's interception and bounced sideways into the net.
Seeing such a domineering goal, Modric's eyes showed admiration.
Wow!
This is a man's shot!
KP Boateng, who had become a "setter", rushed to Wang Xiaodong like a child and jumped high towards him.
"DONG, DONG, DONG!!!" Ghanaians shouted Wang Xiaodong's name loudly.
However, Wang Xiaodong pushed the opponent away, strode up to Modric, stretched out two hands, one touched Modric's chest, and the other touched his own chest: "The ball was passed to him just now." What are you doing? We are the combination, understand? We are the one!"
King Yinjiao kept nodding his head, looking at the condescending Wang Xiaodong, with a kind of admiration for his little wife in his eyes.
Bell, who was running over, saw this scene and his speed suddenly slowed down.
He put his elbow on the shoulder of his teammate next to him and sighed: "Alas!!!"
Unexpectedly, Boateng lowered his shoulders in disgust, got rid of Bale's arm, and rushed directly towards Wang Xiaodong and Modric.
Looking at Wang Xiaodong, who was holding one arm around the other and constantly rubbing his two new teammates with his hands, Bell suddenly drooped his face: "Is this a family of three? Am I redundant?"
