The announcement of the Golden Boy Award is not only an honorary affirmation for Wang Xiaodong, but also an encouragement.
If Wang Xiaodong can maintain his current status, then he will be the winner of next year's Golden Boy Award.
However, after discussing with Raiola, the two decided to give up the selection of the Golden Boy Award next year and launch an attack on the Golden Globe Award and World Footballer.
In addition, the Olympic Games hosted by China is the best opportunity. As long as the Chinese team can get a slightly better ranking at home, then Wang Xiaodong is very likely to break into the top three in these two selections.
As long as he reaches the podium, that player's career will also undergo qualitative changes.
Therefore, Wang Xiaodong must seize the opportunity in front of him and strive for the club's personal honors as much as possible.
The first game in early November was an away game against Middlesbrough.
Middlesbrough have recently lost four games in a row in the league, while Tottenham are in excellent form and have won seven games in a row.
Facing such an opponent with low morale, Tottenham did not save any face for the home team.
Wang Xiaodong, Bale, and Modric each used a shot to penetrate the opponent's goal, and won a hearty victory with a score of 3-0 in the away game.
After eight consecutive league wins, midweek comes quickly.
Tottenham's results in the Champions League group stage were not ideal. Facing Besiktas as a guest at White Hart Lane, the whole team was gearing up and must give the opponent some color.
For a long time, everyone at Tottenham, including the fans, did not take the opponent in this game to heart.
But it was Besiktas's desperate counterattack at home that gave Tottenham their first defeat in the Champions League.
Therefore, before the game, Martin Joel specially mobilized everyone and asked no matter who they are, they must not underestimate their opponents.
When it comes to the Champions League, no team is weak!
After the game started, Tottenham planned to use their best method of controlling the ball in the middle to suppress their opponents.
But the opponent was like a chicken, even if it was an away game, they rushed towards the Tottenham position.
As soon as the game started, he was defeated by his opponent's quick counterattacks twice in a row. Martin Joel was so angry that he kept shouting at Lennon not to lean in so much.
The Turkish team has always been known for its fierce fighting. It is obviously not a good plan for Spurs to want to play Tai Chi with their opponents on their own doorstep.
Obviously Martin Joel's coaching staff underestimated the impact of losing the first game. Currently, all four teams in Group A have the possibility of qualifying. Even the team with the lowest chance must try its best to fight for a glimmer of hope.
Seeing Modric, Robbie Keane and other frontcourt ball control players being knocked down time and time again under the opponent's "iron ladder", the fans were heartbroken.
In particular, attacking midfielder Edouard Cisse, who has dual French and Senegalese nationality, turned into a butcher and dealt a severe blow to every incoming opponent.
In the 11th minute, Modric broke through with the ball.
Using the rhythm of his feet that changed from left to right, the young Silver Horn King quickly passed through Cisse's defense area.
After leaving his opponent behind, Modric concentrated on dealing with the players in front, and the defense behind him was naturally half a point weaker.
What was unexpected was that Cisse accelerated to catch up, put a shovel directly from the side and behind, and shoveled Modric to the ground.
Such a bad foul action naturally resulted in a yellow card.
Seeing Modric lying on the ground for a long time without getting up, the Tottenham team doctor hurried onto the field to treat the injured leg.
After spraying half a tube of painkillers, Modric finally stood up slowly with the help of his teammates, hobbled a few times with a limp, and then slowly tried to walk.
Seeing Modric stand up again, the Besiktas players on the other side immediately showed a disappointed expression.
Edouard Cisse, in particular, spat with a look of resentment, regretting the "wasted" yellow card.
"Fake, those guys are here for us!" Bell said with an angry look on his face.
"Who says otherwise? I saw clearly just now that he almost broke Magic Flute's leg." Lennon also agreed.
After Robbie Keane heard the complaints from his two teammates, he immediately opened his eyes wide and stretched out his hand to grab Wang Xiaodong's arm.
"DONG!!!"
Robbie Keane shouted.
Facing Wang Xiaodong's red eyes, he shook his head vigorously.
"DONG, this is the Champions League! Including this one, these three games are very important!"
"OK!" Wang Xiaodong almost squeezed out these two syllables through his teeth.
Looking at the opponent standing in front of him is like looking at a dead person.
"Beep!!!"
The referee gave a long whistle to indicate that a free kick could be taken.
Wang Xiaodong didn't hesitate at all, he took a direct approach and swung his legs, slamming the ball towards the wall.
boom! ! !
The unlucky guy in the center of the human wall had not even jumped to the highest point, or even reacted, when he was hit by a white and blue ball all over his face.
The ball flew high into the sky, and the surrounding Besiktas players saw this and hurriedly cleared the ball.
The player who was stifled fell to the ground like a puddle of mud and lost consciousness.
“Beep, beep beep~~~”
Another series of whistles.
This time, Besiktas' team doctor came on stage for treatment.
Other players seemed to have guessed that Wang Xiaodong's kick would be aimed at the wall, so they didn't even have the awareness to grab the point. After the ball was released, they ran out of the penalty area with their fists in hand.
After hearing the whistle, several players came to Martin Joel, who kept waving, and listened to the coach's on-the-spot guidance.
Half a minute later, Mohammed Sedef, who was so bored that he fell into a brief dizziness, finally woke up, read two scrolls of paper in his nostrils, and ran on the court again with red marks on most of his face.
Seeing that their own players were so "strong", sparse applause came from the visiting team's stands.
But do they think Wang Xiaodong is over?
"Here, give it to me!"
In the next game, no matter which Tottenham player gets the ball in the frontcourt, Wang Xiaodong's voice for the ball will be heard in his ears.
After three consecutive shots, in the 21st minute of the first half, Wang Xiaodong blasted the opponent's door open with a shot from the top of the arc.
Alikan got up from the ground and looked at his trembling hands. The continuous extreme saves had almost broken the nerves in his wrists.
He saved the ball just like before, but this time, he failed to stop the ball from moving forward.
Goalkeepers don't regret those missed goals that they couldn't even touch, and those shots that they clearly caught but still couldn't stop the goals can quickly cast a shadow on their hearts.
The appearance of the goal completely boosted Tottenham's morale. When Wang Xiaodong scored a goal with his signature shot and vented his anger with his signature roar, the fans in the stands were all motivated. stand up.
Amid the roaring tsunami, the Tottenham team was also inspired a lot.
In the 24th minute, Bell took the ball from the left wing for the third time, looking for a breakthrough.
This time he took advantage of the change in rhythm during the turn, an emergency stop + a change of direction, and quickly dodged the defender beside him.
Transform into an F1 car and speed forward along the left road.
Bell's speed is not only difficult for Besiktas players to keep up with, it is also a problem for the whole of Europe.
But we have no choice but to defend ourselves against those who need to be defended.
Not far from the center line, the first defensive player ran over from the inside.
Bell's speed increased, and he passed the ball and missed his opponent.
The moment the Great Sage accelerated, the Besiktas player who came over to take over felt a sense of frustration in his heart.
But soon, the second group of defenders was in place.
Bell's speed had reached the extreme just now, and it was impossible to repeat his same tricks now.
Faced with the encirclement and siege of the two men, the Great Sage had no choice but to slow down.
As soon as the speed slowed down, Wang Xiaodong's shout came from not far away.
Without thinking, the great sage pushed with his left foot and pushed the ball sideways through the gap between the two.
A second later, a white light flashed, and Wang Xiaodong, who had been chasing his teammates behind him, rushed over.
Facing Bell's horizontal push, Wang Xiaodong took advantage of the situation and moved forward.
No one expected that this Chinese kid who would either pass or shoot after receiving the ball would choose to break through with the ball. Edouard Cisse, who had been following Wang Xiaodong, was stunned, and hurriedly took out the leg that he had just stopped and walked toward Wang Xiaodong. Xiaodong chased after her from behind.
Although he was carrying a yellow card, Cisse's defensive standards did not decrease much.
On the contrary, after this yellow card, it indirectly helped other teammates understand the referee's penalty scale.
Looking at the back of Wang Xiaodong, who was not very fast, another sinister smile appeared on Xisai's lips.
Is Golden Boy amazing?
No, still don’t have a long memory?
Seeing Wang Xiaodong's heels getting closer and closer, Xisai's lips almost reached her ears.
He couldn't wait to hear Wang Xiaodong hugging his legs and moaning.
If he can be shoveled off the field directly, so what if he leaves the field with a red flag?
Even if they lose this game in the end, will Tottenham without Wang Xiaodong still have a chance to qualify against the remaining two group stage opponents?
Cisse is betting on Tottenham's mentality.
Whether it's Wang Xiaodong or Modric, Tottenham can't do without either of these two midfielders!
"Haha, I've never heard what the golden boy moans like!"
Just when Xisai was imagining the expression of Wang Xiaodong lying on the ground crying silently, the figure in front of him suddenly stopped.
boom!
Cisse, who couldn't brake in time, hit Wang Xiaodong's back hard. It felt like hitting a reinforced concrete wall. He was so stunned that he didn't say anything, but the other party didn't move at all.
"ah!"
Cisse fell backwards and landed hard on his butt.
The next second, before Cisse could react from his dizziness, he felt a heartbreaking pain in his calf.
"Ahhhhhhhh!!!"
Like a mouse being stepped on its tail.
Wang Xiaodong, who was beaten hard from behind, not only did not stumble forward, but after regaining his footing, he deliberately stumbled against Cisse's outstretched leg and subconsciously took a step back.
At this step, Wang Xiaodong's spikes stepped hard on Cisse's calf, not only tearing his socks, but also taking away a large piece of flesh.
"Ah! Sorry."
Wang Xiaodong raised his hand and said innocently: "I'm still thinking, when will there be another dead person behind this?"
