Chapter 477: Liverpool's Mr. Golden Ball
All fans know that Premier League players are the hardest footballers in the world. While other leagues enter the Christmas and New Year break, the Premier League's teams are facing Boxing Day battles.
The major British newspapers published before the game analyzed the match between Liverpool and Newcastle in the sports section, and unanimously believed that Liverpool coach Benitez's invitation to Owen to rejoin Liverpool was a kind of psychological warfare before the game.
According to the Mirror, Rafael Benitez admits he has a deep desire for Owen to return to Liverpool, and Liverpool fans are also looking forward to Owen's return. Benitez says he admires Owen's nose in front of goal and that a striker like Owen would be a player that every club would crave.
'Yes, I want him to come back to Liverpool. Maybe someday in the future, this could happen, and why not? ”
The Mirror also analyzed that Owen will definitely score at Anfield, which is Owen's blessed land after all.
When Owen was abandoned by Real Madrid, none of the Premier League's four giants, Manchester United, Arsenal, Chelsea, and Liverpool, really reached out. Especially the cold attitude of his old club Liverpool, Owen is bound to use goals to make his old club swallow the bitter fruit.
And Owen's remarks in an interview with The Sun seemed to respond positively to Benitez's statement.
Owen believes that Liverpool are still lacking good strikers, and despite Crouch's hard work, Liverpool are now relatively poor in attack. Although Owen has not made it clear that he will come back to strengthen Liverpool's attack, he has laid the groundwork for future remarks.
Irving has now made eight appearances for the Magpies this season, scoring seven goals. With an average of almost one goal per game, such a high goal rate is indeed the envy of other teams.
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Robbie is a Liverpool fan, although his seat is a bit out of the way. But compared to other fans who can only sit in ordinary or neutral stands, he has a lifetime season ticket for the Anfield KOP stands, which is beyond the reach of many Liverpool emerging fans.
Since the old Robbie's generation, the Robbie family has been a big fan of Liverpool.
The old Robbie died of lung cancer the year before last, and he did not see Liverpool break into the Champions League again before he died, which made the Robbie family very sad.
Now, Robbie Sr. has a bad leg and can only learn about the game on TV in a wheelchair; Robbie took the little Robbie to the Anfield to cheer for the home team with the expectations of his family.
For decades, every time Liverpool played at home, the KOP stands were packed. Even if the person is unable to come to the scene for various reasons, they will entrust family and friends to come to Anfield to cheer on the team.
Robbie is one such fan, and the family hasn't missed a Liverpool home game in exactly 50 years!
As a witness to the 01 Owen Golden Globe Award, Robbie not only loves Liverpool deeply, but also has an incomparable obsession with the golden boy Owen! He is the group of senior Liverpool fans who believe that Owen can "return".
"Wherever he goes, he's Liverpool's golden boy!" Before the game, Robbie proudly boasted to others, "When he graduated from the FA Royal Academy, I still gave them graduation photos!" ”
This incident became Robbie's bragging rights, but in fact he was just giving the photographer a shot. For example, he carried all the stools for the photoshoot.
Out of love and obsession with Irving, from the very beginning of the game, every time Irving got the ball, Robbie would let out a cheer of joy.
Even today's Owen at Anfield wears an unfamiliar shirt.
In fact, there are not a few KOPs like Robbie. Every time Irving got the ball, there were fans in the KOP stands standing up and cheering for Irving.
"Michael dribbles!"
"Michael stepped forward!!"
"Markle shoots !!"
"Oh! It's so exciting! Worthy of being our golden boy! ”
Such cheers naturally caused dissatisfaction among the other KOPs in the stands.
"Hey, brother, it's not right for you to do this, right? How are you applauding your opponents? ”
Robbie turned his head, and behind him stood a big fat man in a beige vest and sunglasses.
"What's wrong? I don't see anything wrong! ”
"You're cheering for Newcastle's players, of course it's not right!" The fat man dissatisfied.
"Hey, bro, do you know who that guy is?" Robbie looked dismissive, "I really don't know how you sat here, even Michael. Don't you know Owen either? Do you know how much he has contributed to Liverpool and how many trophies he has brought to him? ”
"Of course I do..."
Before the fat man could finish speaking, Robbie took the first step to interrupt the other party, "Since you know, then shut your mouth." Owen is definitely the best striker in the world and he's back to Liverpool this winter, so what's wrong with me cheering for him? ”
"But now..."
"Now what? Winter transfers are coming soon, I can guarantee you. As soon as the winter window opens, Benitez will buy him immediately! No matter what the cost! ”
"What? This... I haven't heard of it! William looked surprised.
After going through it in his mind, he found that he had indeed not heard such a rumor from Liverpool officials, and his expression was even more puzzled.
"Don't you hear it now!" Robbie picked his chin as if Liverpool were his family.
Looking at Robbie's affirmative expression, William was even more puzzled. He only heard that Benitez had fallen in love with Simao, the former Barcelona winger and current Benfica's attacking core, and did not hear anything about buying Owen back.
If Liverpool are to buy Owen back, they will already be sold this summer. And Owen will not hesitate to sign with his old club, there is no need to go to Newcastle and wear the No. 10 shirt.
Just as William was thinking, Robbie shouted again!
"Michael, Michael!"
Owen on the pitch just fell at the top of the Liverpool penalty area and didn't do anything else to show for it. But just like that, Robbie couldn't hold back his excitement.
William shook his head, in his opinion, Robbie's group was simply crazy!
Every little move by Owen is infinitely magnified, and it's a huge draw for KOPs who haven't seen Owen play at Anfield in a long time.
"Hey, brother, don't you shout?" William frowned, "If it weren't for the dress you were wearing, I would have thought you were a fan of the Magpies." Why are you so excited? Do you want to see the opposition break Liverpool's goal? ”
"What are you talking about, Farke? How could I possibly hope an opponent would score a goal for Liverpool? Did you get the donkey kicked in the head? Or was it gnawed by the president of the United States? There's a kind of you coming over and asking me to crack open your coconut and see what's inside! ”
Hearing Robbie's poisonous tongue, William was dumbfounded.
Originally, he was not good at words, and he was suddenly sudden, and Robbie's machine-gun-like mouth suddenly didn't know what to say.
"Oh! Michael, rush Michael! Seeing Owen dribbling the ball on the wing, Robbie shouted again.
William's face was helpless, he knew that this guy was so contradictory, but he didn't know what to say. And it's not just Robbie, it's a few other fans around him.
Not only did they cheer for Liverpool's attack, but they also rejoiced at Owen's brilliant performance, a sight not seen in the KOP stands for decades.
Liverpool have some of the most loyal fans in the world, and there has not been any other sound in the KOP stands in 100 years.
It's just that these "heretics" don't admit to applauding the magpies, they're just Michael. Irving's personal fan.
These people have broken heads! William really wanted to give these lunatics a slap in the face and make them sober up: Owen is no longer a member of the Liverpool team.
Gradually, these Irving diehards caused the displeasure of the other KOPs in the stands. But they still have a posture of "everyone is drunk and I am sober", thinking that other people do not love Liverpool enough compared to themselves.
"Son, do you see? If this ball Michael bursts through, it will definitely be a wonderful breakthrough! Robbie was excited, but did not forget to remind little Robbie to stand with him.
"No, Dad, if Steven doesn't cut the ball, then TOM is in danger!" Robbie Jr. wears a red robe and a baseball cap on his head. Although he stood in the rain with his father, he did not echo Robbie's words.
"Son, what are you talking about? Didn't you tell me you wanted to be like Michael? "The situation on the field was very anxious, Robbie didn't even turn his head when he was talking to his son.
"I used to say yes, but my idol has become TOM now!" Robbie Jr. muttered quietly, but was drowned out by the cheers of the other fans.
"Hey, which side the hell are you guys from? Can you stop shouting? If you shout again, I'll call the security guard! ”
More and more KOPs joined the army of "anti-Irving fans", and the KOP stands were in chaos.
Little Robbie puffed out his cheeks and stood aside, not supporting his father at all.
"Don't you see? That's Michael! It's our golden boy! Our golden boy has returned, are you going to receive him in this way? ”
"Fack! Of course I knew he was Michael. But I also know that he left us at the height of the team's crisis and he's not even a Liverpool player now! ”
"Ungrateful fellow! Have you forgotten the Triple Crown that year? Have you forgotten the Golden Globes that year? ”
"Of course I haven't forgotten, Michael's contribution to Liverpool is something I will always remember! But I didn't forget that he was not wearing a red jersey now, but black and white! You tell me, when did Anfield become black and white? ”
Just as the noise in the KOP stands gradually escalated, Owen and Tang Wu both collapsed in the box.
In an instant, the KOPs, who were arguing a second ago, became silent. Everyone stared at Liverpool's penalty area with wide eyes, worry written all over their faces.
Whether it's Tang Wu or Owen, when they see anyone injured, KOPs will feel extremely distressed.
At this time, even the most discerning fans stopped speaking out their words, and many people put their hands on their chests and prayed for the two.
Ten seconds, thirty seconds, forty-five seconds...
Time ticked by, and every second felt like a hammer hammer in the hearts of KOPs.
Then, Owen stood up.
A small number of KOPs breathed a sigh of relief, and the golden boy was fine!
But more KOPs still held their hearts to their throats and looked at Tang Wu in Gerrard's arms.
What about TOM?
Are there any injuries?
Does it matter?
Do you want to delay the next game?
"Oh God, TOM must not be fine!" Robbie drew a cross on his chest.
“TOM? Oh, Fack! ARE YOU EMBARRASSED TO SAY TOM? Seeing Robbie's pious expression, William couldn't hold back any longer and yelled at Robbie.
"YOU'RE EMBARRASSED TO SAY TOM? KEEP YOUR DOG'S EYES OPEN AND SEE WHY THE HELL TOM GOT HURT AND WHY DID HE LIE DOWN UNTIL NOW?! ”
Robbie just wanted to open his mouth to fight back, but little Robbie on the side suddenly yelled.
"Dad, don't you see? TOM was injured for Liverpool! Steven, Sammy, Jamie, Harvey all have no way! There was only TOM, and it was TOM who rushed forward without fear. Otherwise, the score is now 0-1! ”
"Yes, it's because of Michael that TOM is injured until now."
"TOM is injured for Liverpool, and Michael, whom you support, is Liverpool's enemy!"
"That's right, the enemy, the enemy !!"
looked at the KOP who was excited around him, looked at the son who was standing next to him, but was not the same heart as himself, and looked at Tang Wu, who was grinning on the court and scaring Tang Wu who didn't scream at the "massage" of the team doctor. Robbie was silent.
Once upon a time, he had a beautiful dream. He dreamed that Owen was back in Liverpool. Liverpool, with Owen in the front, Gerrard in the middle, and Tang Wu in the back, once again dominated the Premier League and stood at the top of Europe.
But now, he woke up from his dream.
Tang Wu was still lying in Gerald's arms, but Owen only left him with a strange back wearing black and white stripes and printing the number 10.
May you go away for half your life and come back as a teenager.
Twenty-five-year-old Owen stood there, standing in the rain, his face engraved with the vicissitudes of time.
He's still the same boy he was seven years ago, but he's no longer in red.
"Why, why, why?" In an instant, Robbie's psychological defense suddenly collapsed, and the man in his thirties fell on the stool. Let the rain wash away, and hide your face with your hands.
Seeing that Robbie no longer retorted, everyone also turned their heads and stared at Gerard's arms.
"Why? Why? He is Liverpool's golden boy, why abandon Liverpool? Why leave? Why are you on the opposite side of Liverpool today? Why? Robbie sobbed, tears mixed with rain running through his fingers.
"Daddy." Little Robbie stood aside and touched Robbie's head as his parents comforted him when he cried, "Dad, our golden boy hasn't abandoned us, he has become Mr. Golden Ball!" ”
At this moment, a deafening shout rang out from the KOP stands. Countless KOPs were all shouting the same name together, and after a few shouts, the chaotic voices came together.
“TOM,TOM,TOM,TOM!!!”
At this moment, the shouts of the fans even drowned out the thunder, which constantly reverberated over Anfield.
Robbie opened his eyes just in time to see Tang Wu slowly getting up with Gerald's support. Then he twisted his wrist again, moved his joint, and gave the captain an "OK" gesture.
"TOM IS OKAY?" Robbie was surprised.
"That's right, Dad, TOM is fine, TOM is fine!" Little Robbie was agitated and stood on the chair with his feet raised. He took off the hat from his head and held it in his hand while waving it and shouting, "TOM, TOM, TOM, TOM!!" ”
“TOM,TOM,TOM,TOM!” Robbie also stood up and shouted the same as his son.
The father and son looked at each other and smiled.
The former golden boy has grown up and left, and Liverpool has a new Mr. Golden Ball.
Why dwell on the past?