Chapter 182: The King of London (2)
Fan Haidong's silence did not stop Dong Lu, he seemed to be helping Fan Haidong recall, and asked, "When you were banned for a year, was there any other secret in it?"
Fan Haidong's face instantly turned blue, and at this moment he seemed to be back to that unforgettable afternoon, that cold sentence "You should make sacrifices for the country!" Fan Haidong has no objection to making sacrifices for the country, he has been a soldier for so many years, even if he goes to the battlefield, he has no hesitation, but the question is is that is really for the country? Isn't everything like a conspiracy? After all these years, he still didn't want to think about it, because he was afraid that he would find the answer, and now it seemed as if nothing had changed.
"Some people say that being a Chinese player is the simplest, playing poorly, no training, no tactics, you can stand on the field and watch the game, and you get a lot of money in the end, but in fact there are still many professional players among us, these people are not willing to go along with the dirt, and they are not willing to bow to the power, but what is the result? β
"Who is it? and why?" Dong Lu immediately asked, the scale of the online live broadcast is still relatively large, at least such a question can still be asked.
But this kind of question is simply impossible to answer, because no one dares to confront the whole system, so even Fan Haidong has to shake his head "I don't know, this is the truth, I really don't know." I never pursued this matter for so many years, because I didn't dare. It's not that I don't dare to fight against anything with my own strength, but I don't want to know the bloody truth, and it's not just me, but everyone else will definitely dare not face it. β
"But if you don't say it, if he doesn't say it, the final result can only be to fuel the arrogance of those people, and in the end they will still intensify, and even pass on this kind of thing, isn't Ai Huan encountering it now?"
Fan Haidong still shook his head, with an indifferent expression on his face, but Dong Lu clearly saw the turbulent waves under this calm expression, "To be honest, since Ai Huan has chosen this path, he must go on, no matter what the result is, he has to bear it himself, this is what he should bear." β
"He's only 20 years old, do you really want to watch a young man like this fall, do you really want to see the hope of Chinese football fall?"
Fan Haidong was still shaking his head, "He is luckier than us, he has other ways to choose, hehe, I really envy him in this matter." β
Dong Lu seemed to understand suddenly, and his face became very ugly, but he still changed the topic after a while: "Tottenham's starting lineup today is very shabby, losing the passing weapons Bale and Dembele that they relied on to win at Old Trafford. Without these two big men, Tottenham's starting eleven is really uninteresting on paper β without a single position of quality and it's hard to imagine Tottenham wanting to make a difference in the first half. They used the same formation as Chelsea, but lacked the individual quality of the visitors and could not compensate for it with reliable organisation. The loss of Dembele means that Tottenham's midfield mobility is not guaranteed, which has been a key weapon for Tottenham so far this season. Dembele was able to drop back, allowing Sandro to cut forward or accelerate himself straight up front. In contrast, Huddlestone's running ability is much different, so Tottenham's formation lacks layers and is a little rigid. The gap between Huddlestone and Dembele is huge, with the latter speeding up the transition between attack and defence, which is not at all comparable to Huddlestone. β
Fan Haidong didn't say anything during this time, his eyes kept looking at the screen in front of him, but everyone could feel that his mind was no longer here.
It's an international break, and both sides have some players playing for their national teams, and Chelsea are obviously a bit at a loss in comparison, so both sides are a little clueless after the opening, and in the shouts of tens of thousands of fans, you can't see the number of roads on both sides at all, the only feeling is that it is extremely fast but there is no discipline to speak of.
In the third minute, Mikel was fouled at the back and Sigurdsson crossed from a free-kick and the unmarked former Chelsea centre-back Gallas swept a shot from the edge of the six-yard box.
In the 10th minute, Eden Hazard's cross from the left was cleared by Hudstone, and Ai Huan stepped forward to cut off the still rolling football and quickly returned to the front, Mata turned and went straight to the offside position, but unfortunately his one-handed rebound shot went slightly wide of the left-hand post.
Tottenham were awarded a corner in the twelfth minute, but Ramirez misplayed the ball and handed it to Defoe, who played the ball to the middle and Sandro fired a long-range shot that went wide.
However, this stalemate did not last long, and the situation on the pitch changed in the seventeenth minute. This time Ramirez accurately found Ai Fan after winning the ball in the backfield, Ai Fan immediately accelerated and lightning through the defense of the opponent's left side, and then suddenly passed the ball when the opponent's back line as a whole pressed towards him, this is a half-high ball, flying straight to the feet of Torres, Torres has been feeling that he and Ai Phantom have been more and more proficient recently, and he has even been thinking about how to deal with Ai Phantom's pass, so when the football came to him, he didn't even make any adjustments, but directly took advantage of the situation and half-turned and volleyed, and the football immediately whistled towards the opponent's goalγ
What was surprising was Friedel who made an amazing save, his whole body spread out in the air like a big bird, and the gate was sealed in an instant, and the ball hit his thigh right on the thigh, and then bounced high and flew straight off the line, and Chelsea got a corner kick.
Mata slowly walked towards the baseline, but what was surprising was that Ai Huan actually walked from behind at this time, and he slowly patted Mata on the shoulder, "Let me do this ball." β
Mata was stunned for a moment, but immediately understood what Ai Huan meant, because from the beginning of the game to the present, the singing of Tottenham fans has not stopped, as long as Ai Huan wins the ball, their singing will become "Your girlfriend will dump you, she is a bus, anyone who sees it can get up." Although Ai Huan never reacted, Mata knew that Ai Huan was already extremely angry.