"Ho ho ho!!!"
"Who else!!!"
"Who else???"
Before Wang Xiaodong could run a few steps, he was overtaken by teammates rushing behind him.
At this moment, Modric was more like a monkey than Bale, jumping directly on Wang Xiaodong's back and hanging his neck with his hands.
Wang Xiaodong, who had an extra pendant on his body, didn't feel any discomfort. He still ran towards the bottom line.
Then came Lennon, and the electric mouse also jumped up and sat on Modric.
Just like that, Wang Xiaodong still trotted to the sideline with two pendants on his back.
The fans who were closest could even clearly see the veins popping up on Wang Xiaodong's neck, as well as the red meat tightened by Modric's arm.
One person can carry three people against each other and remain standing.
What's this?
This is Iron Man!
As Wang Xiaodong waved his arms, patches of white mist rose above Wembley Stadium. It was the roar of the fans and the passion of tens of thousands of people.
Even Chelsea fans were impressed by Wang Xiaodong's toughness at this moment.
Some people have watched the Premier League for a lifetime and have seen Roy Keane's flying kicks, Cantona's flying kicks, and Bowyer's one-on-one.
These "punch-to-flesh" physical collisions not only aroused the bloodshed of countless fans, but also left a strong mark on the "barbarism" of the Premier League.
Nowadays, Wang Xiaodong "knocks down" three Blue Army generals in a row by "over-the-shoulder throwing". This classic scene is definitely rare to see in a century.
Especially in the League Cup final.
With Wang Xiaodong and Tottenham players roaring, Wembley Stadium has turned into a sea of jubilation.
Whether they are Tottenham fans, Chelsea fans, or neutral fans, they want to stand up at this moment, wave their arms, and release all the anger in their hearts.
...
"Oh my god, Wang Xiaodong did it, he really did it!" Huang Jianxiang also exclaimed.
"This goal was really not easy. Wang Xiaodong used his body to resist the opponent's defense three times."
"Neither Terry, nor Lampard, nor even Drogba stopped Wang Xiaodong from shooting."
"Wang Xiaodong single-handedly knocked Chelsea's three top tough guys to the ground."
"Look at the three Chelsea players lying in the penalty area, and Tottenham celebrating like crazy before taking a look at the bottom line."
"Who else can stop it? What else can stop Wang Xiaodong and Tottenham from winning the League Cup again?"
After seeing Wang Xiaodong's goal, Zhan Jun and Huang Jianxiang couldn't suppress their inner excitement.
That's Terry!
That's Lampard!
That's Drogba!
The world's top defenders, midfielders and forwards.
These three people were all knocked down in the head-on confrontation with Wang Xiaodong.
Terry was still holding his abdomen and curling up. Lampard was sitting on the ground, adjusting his socks. Drogba had already gotten up and came to Terry with other teammates to observe the captain's injury.
After this intense confrontation, Wang Xiaodong was still able to kick a shot that even Petr Cech couldn't react to. With such a talented player in the national team, who else in Asia can compete with him?
Looking at the exciting replay on the screen, and thinking of the Olympic Games that are about to start in the middle of the year, Huang Jianxiang and Zhan Jun are filled with pride and pride.
"This is the light of our nation!"
"Wang Xiaodong deserves to be China's number one star!"
"It's true that you are still strong despite all the hardships, no matter how strong the wind is from east to west!"
…
Terry slowly stood up with the help of the team doctor and teammates. He was the captain on the field and could not leave the field at this time.
Looking at the Tottenham players celebrating behind the baseline, Terry shook his head and was filled with emotion.
Is he really hurt?
Or is it a recurrence of an old injury?
Only he knows.
At first, my chest and abdomen pressed against Wang Xiaodong's back, which caused pain for a long time.
But it's just physical pain.
When he huddled on the ground and found the ball in the net, the pain in his heart was overwhelming.
If he lost to Wang Xiaodong in a head-to-head encounter today, he would not feel ashamed. After all, Wang Xiaodong followed the path of strength and strength.
But this time, not only him, but also his teammate and Warcraft Drogba did not grit their teeth in the collision until the end.
It is not difficult to imagine that after the game, Drogba's title of "The Strongest Man in the Premier League" may change hands.
The collision on the football field is so naked, who is strong and who is awesome, who is weak and who is weak.
Simple yet effective.
Without the cover of other teammates, Wang Xiaodong managed to survive three collisions, and finally managed to get out of the way and score a goal.
Who is to blame?
Blame the other party's perseverance?
Blame the other party's persistence?
Blame the other person’s beliefs?
I can only blame my own incompetence.
"This kid is such a fucking bull!"
Terry shook his head again to clear away some of the negative emotions that "Wang Xiaodong cannot be stopped".
As the captain of Chelsea, he has the obligation to show himself in the team's most difficult times and give his teammates confidence.
"It's okay, isn't it just two balls?"
"We have plenty of opportunities!"
"We'll be back soon!"
...
Listening to Terry's "comforting" words, the Blues members were not sure which of these words were from Terry's heart and which were lies that Terry deceived himself.
…
The 2-0 score continued until the halftime break, and the players from both sides returned to the locker room with different emotions.
Grant stood in front of the small blackboard, not immediately arranging tactics, but encouraging the players.
"The game is not over yet, we still have a chance!"
"There are 45 minutes left in the second half, and the two goals can be easily recovered."
"Being two goals behind is not the end of the world. Think about the 2005 Champions League final."
"Liverpool can come back from three goals down, why can't we?"
"And don't forget, this is the final, and there is no way out!"
"You are already standing in front of the trophy, are you willing to be the biggest loser?"
"Do you want to watch those officials crown Tottenham players in front of you and put medals around the necks of children who are five or even ten years younger than you?"
"Don't forget, you are the Premier League champions!"
"You are the king of London!"
Grant gave the team members blood.
In fact, there is nothing wrong if you think about it.
After Wang Xiaodong's shocking goal, it would be impossible to eliminate the fear in the players' hearts without giving them some strong medicine.
For Grant, taking over the "mess" of Magic Birds midway was not a blessing.
On the contrary, he urgently needs a victory to prove himself.
The League Cup isn't particularly important, but he still wants to win it.
What's more, compared to the other three competitions, the League Cup is the easiest to win.
Now that the cooked duck is about to fly away from his mouth, how can he not be worried?
"Win against Tottenham and win the championship, you are the kings of London!"
"King of London!"
Led by Terry, the Blue Army generals shouted in unison.
…
"Shoot!"
"Drogba's shot was very threatening. Despite the interference of Dawson's falling to the ground, it was still able to hit the goal frame."
"Such high-quality shots are rare. Fortunately, Robinson performed well and intercepted the ball in time."
"Otherwise Chelsea would have recovered one by now."
…
"Phillips!"
"Phillips broke into the penalty area!"
"Shoot!"
"Ah~~~~"
"Woodgate's sliding tackle was so crucial."
"This centre-back from Leeds United's youth training performed very solidly in this game!"
"The cooperation with former Leeds United teammate Robinson is also very good."
…
"Drogba!"
"Drogba again!"
"Warcraft jumped high in the Tottenham penalty area, and almost no one could guard him!"
"If the ball had been lower, it might have gone in."
"I don't know what Grant said to his disciples during the halftime break. After the second half started, Chelsea were very excited and played several threatening goals in a row."
"It seemed like they were not beaten down by the fact that they were two goals down."
"The tenacious Blues attack again."
"Can Bai Baihe and the others still withstand it?"
"That's Martin Joel in the shot."
"The Dutchman stood on the sidelines and kept shouting. It seemed that he was a little anxious."
"The counterattack just now was so fast. Even when Drogba headed the ball, Wang Xiaodong had just run back to his own half."
"I hope all the Tottenham soldiers can withstand the pressure."
"If the opponent scores a goal at this time, the suspense of the game will return again."
"Now there are more than thirty minutes left before the end of the game, anything is possible!"
With Chelsea's effective attacks one after another, not only the Blues fans, but also some neutral fans began to get excited.
How could a one-sided final be as intense as a head-to-head battle?
They had seen Wang Xiaodong's domineering goal, and it was time to see the Blues' counterattack.
Just then, Chelsea won a corner kick.
The ball was lobbed high into the penalty area, and Drogba jumped high to meet the ball.
At this moment, he is the king on the court, overlooking all living beings.
"Don't even think about it!"
Another white figure jumped high and hit Drogba from the side.
"DONG!"
"It's DONG!"
The fans screamed loudly.
Wang Xiaodong is not Senderos, the weakling who was called Campbell's successor but was beaten by Drogba time and time again.
In a head-to-head clash, Wang Xiaodong and Drogba scored 46 points.
But that's enough!
Wang Xiaodong relied on this 40% chance of winning to attack Drogba again and again.
The youthful confidence and arrogance made Wang Xiaodong's momentum so high. There was no other better way to deal with Warcraft than gritting his teeth and calmly facing each collision.
You must know that he is only a forward, while Wang Xiaodong is a midfielder.
In fact, colliding with Wang Xiaodong has become Drogba's most annoying thing when playing in the Premier League!
After Senderos was beaten by Drogba, everyone liked to compare Wang Xiaodong with World of Warcraft.
No matter how fierce and ruthless Wang Xiaodong is, those brainless "blue blowers" will also put the name Drogba out and mock Wang Xiaodong as there are still people who can't beat him.
After all, Wang Xiaodong once had a "dark history" of being knocked to the ground by Drogba and rolling to a billboard before stopping.
But what outsiders don't know is that it was that experience that always inspired Wang Xiaodong to challenge Drogba, trying to defeat his opponent using each other's best methods.
When a strong person encounters a strong person, he will advance vigorously; when a weak person encounters a strong person, he will only retreat.
——"This ball is mine!"
——"Don't even think about it!"
The two people gritted their teeth and collided with each other in the air.
boom!
Drogba, who is 1.89 meters tall, is in a better position and jumps earlier.
Even if Wang Xiaodong came from the side to interfere, he still hit the ball first.
But he just hit the ball.
The force and direction of the ball are no longer under his control.
After landing, Wang Xiaodong took a few steps back in the direction he came from, while "African Andy Lau" shook his head, stepped sideways, and stood firm.
The two looked at the ball at the same time, and Drogba's header flew to the other side of the goal. Here, Chimbonda flicked the ball away from the side and out of the penalty area.
Dawson, who was newly replaced, stopped the ball with his right foot without any hesitation. He pushed forward and Bell rushed out.
Seeing Bell chasing the ball close to the sideline, the camera instantly focused on the great sage.
"Gareth!"
The commentator calls out Bell's name.
"Gareth is sprinting!"
Bai Baihe fans are also shouting his name.
Uh-huh! ! !
The great sage stepped on the somersault cloud and caught up with the ball in the blink of an eye.
In another breath, he had taken the ball away from Tottenham's penalty area.
The moment they saw the ball being cleared out of the penalty area by Chimbanda, Wang Xiaodong and Drogba turned their heads and ran towards the outside of the penalty area.
In terms of speed, Drogba is obviously faster, but Wang Xiaodong works harder.
The two of them almost ran for more than ten meters with their front feet on their back feet. Since Wang Xiaodong stood slightly outside at the start, he was always one body ahead of Drogba.
But after more than ten meters, the speed of the monster began to decrease, because the distance between him and Wang Xiaodong was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Wang Xiaodong is still the same Wang Xiaodong, and he never means to stop.
After gaining fat, Wang Xiaodong was even slower than two years ago, but worked harder.
When Wang Xiaodong crossed the center line, Drogba's ball just reached the top of the center circle.
At this moment, Bell had already rushed to the front of Chelsea's penalty area with the ball.
But this does not stop Wang Xiaodong from moving forward. As long as the ball is still at the feet of his teammates, Wang Xiaodong will not give up assists.
…
"Gareth! Gareth is too fast!"
"He's moving forward!"
"Get rid of Essien."
"Trying to cut inside."
Only Bell and the Chelsea defenders are in the shot. Bell cuts inside and dribbles the ball, followed closely by Essien, and Belletti also appears in front of him.
"Left foot..."
Bell took a left foot shot, followed by a change of direction.
"accelerate!"
"pretty!"
"Bell passed Belletti again!"
"It's so smooth."
"It was like a gust of wind!"
…
As a defender, Belletti could not give up defense even if he was passed. He followed Bell closely and got stuck inside.
Since he broke through with his left foot, Bell, who originally planned to cut inside, broke through from the outside instead.
At this moment, the speed is picking up again, and the arrow is already ready.
Although the baseline is in front of him, Bell is still sprinting at high speed and moving forward.
He obviously has his own ideas.
what idea?
What is he going to do?
This is no longer something Belletti has to consider.
His task at the moment is to stop Bell from moving forward. Even if he knocks him down, he cannot get away again.
But at this moment, Bell has achieved his goal.
Monkey King stepped on the ball in front of the baseline and stopped suddenly, then pulled back.
After getting out of the way, he took the opportunity to look up.
Wherever he looked, he quickly found the person he was looking for.
"Haha, come on! Come on!"
"Come on and you'll be fooled!"
Facing the double-teaming of Belletti and Essien, Bell pushed hard with his left foot and pushed the ball directly to the upper left corner of Tottenham's penalty area.
The camera quickly moved with the ball. When they saw a white figure, fans all over the world held their breath.
