Chapter 74: Lao Tzu's Life

Under the desperate gaze of a group of Ipswich players, a handsome guy with curly hair wearing a brown Millwall home shirt gently cushioned the ball with the inside of his right foot.

The ball hit that foot and instantly changed direction and flew across the goal line.

Under the camera lens, the Ipswich goalkeeper's face seemed a little dazed, and I don't know if it was because he didn't react, or because he didn't know the Millwall player who scored the goal at all, because it was just-

"Curtis Weston!!"

There were many fans in the audience who took the initiative to shout this name.

Fans cheered and cheered throughout the stadium.

Curtis Weston was the center of attention, his face was a little panicked the moment the ball flew into the goal, and then he looked left and right at his teammates and teammates, and then at the football in the goal, before realizing what had happened.

"I scored?"

"I'm scoring goals again!"

Curtis Weston excitedly raised his hands in the air, his legs seemed to be equipped with motors, and rushed wildly behind him with high frequency changes.

The other teammates immediately shouted to follow.

"Sky Sports" commentator Paul Scott definitely didn't expect Millwall to score so quickly, just now he was still emphasizing that 'Millwall should defend', and has been instilling in fans the idea of 'holding the advantage is winning', where did he think that so quickly, Millwall completed the goal, scored or was he slammed countless times by the young Curtis Weston?

Paul Scott was a little embarrassed for a while, and the syllables that came out of his mouth were a little difficult, "Ball...... Entered? Entered? Is it really in...... Right...... Millwall have a goal...... It was a goal, and really, the youngster shouldn't have ......."

"No, it was the youngster who just came on to score the goal! We should cheer...... Yes, the ball is in! ”

After finally announcing the goal, Paul Scott sighed from the bottom of his heart, "This young player named Curtis Weston is really lucky!" ”

This sentence could not be more correct.

Zhang Yang is also lamenting Curtis Weston's luck.

An 18-year-old striker who came through the Millwall Academy is not a super talent, and he only plays in the final minutes for his team-mates.

Zhang Yang didn't expect him to score, but just hoped to take the initiative to restrain Ipswich's energy.

But he scored the goal!

In the eyes of others, Curtis Weston had the better luck of the game, having scored in three minutes the last time he helped his side to the end.

Now it's three minutes again!

Don't say that the strength is not strong, this luck is simply against the sky!

For a frontcourt player, it is not only about quality to score goals, but also about chance.

If you have a chance, you can show your strength!

Curtis Weston made two appearances, both in just three minutes, and had a chance to face the goal!

The reporters in the media gallery were all talking in amazement, and they were still saying 'Curtis Weston shouldn't play' and 'Millwall should be tougher defensively'. Now that they saw Millwall's goal, they automatically forgot those words and turned to Curtis Weston, who scored the goal -

"Weston is Millwall's most outstanding talent!"

"He's only eighteen! It seems that England will have another talented striker in the future! ”

"Two games and two goals! I think he'll be famous soon! It would be a shame to stay at Millwall, he should have gone to a bigger club! ”

“……”

Then turn the camera to the Ipswich dugout.

Head coach Joe Royle watched the game with slightly squinted eyes, he looked in the direction of his own goal, as if thinking about how the goal just happened, but the helpless expression on his face betrayed his mood.

At this point in time, having scored again, Ipswich had no chance!

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Curtis Weston went all the way.

The camera followed closely all the way.

The other teammates rushed over to hug and celebrate with Weston, but Weston dodged the surrounding teammates and rushed to the sidelines to laugh and talk to Aldous, holding his head coach in his arms with open hands.

Zhang Yang was stunned.

This is the first time this has happened.

Even if Weston is very excited to score, he is not an old coach, a handsome young guy, hugging himself, a 'handsome young coach', the outside world will not spread unsightly news, right?

Zhang Yang began to worry about his image.

But Curtis Weston has 10,000 reasons to do so, and if he hadn't given him a chance, he wouldn't have even gotten playing time, let alone helping the team score.

Now he has become the center of attention with his goals!

He must thank Zhang Yang!

In the chaos of Millwall's dugout, an impassioned song began to resound at Neil Stadium.

It was a Millwall classic sung by the home fans.

When the classic rhythm sounds, followed by the sonorous and powerful rhythm, people can't help but sound the name of the song - "No one likes us, but Lao Tzu doesn't care!" 》。

"No one likes us, but Lao Tzu doesn't care!"

How domineering!

It was originally released by Rod Stewart in 1975 under the title "We-Are-Sailing", which was written in 1972 by the Aberdeen singing group "The Sutherland Brothers".

When the team achieves a long-awaited victory, the fans will sing the song in celebration.

The word "storm" in the lyrics symbolizes the team's long-dormant position in the lower leagues. Later, the Millwall team adapted the chorus of the song to "Nobody likes us, but Lao Tzu doesn't care".

Millwall was being severely punished for the football hooliganism that had been going on so far at the time.

The truth of all this is hard to know.

This song has also been sung by the team's die-hard devotees, hoping that the team can abide by the law and regain its form from the trough.

All subsequent competitions are accompanied by classic melodies.

The entire Ipswich team, including manager Joe Royle, and the rest of the players, were absolutely not willing to lose at Neil Stadium, but with two goals down, with only a few minutes left, and against a scrappy Millwall, no matter how hard they tried, they could no longer change the result.

In the end, Millwall beat Ipswich 2-0 at home.

When the referee's long whistle remembered, Zhang Yang stood on the sidelines, glanced at the surrounding stands, listened to the melody from the shouts of the fans, and couldn't help but be intoxicated, which may become the interpretation of the next career-

No one likes me, but Lao Tzu doesn't care!

No one believes me, but Lao Tzu doesn't care!

Everyone was expecting to see me leave the manager's throne with defeat, but Lao Tzu was to lead Millwall to victory after victory!

This is Lao Tzu's life!