Chapter 43: Breaking His Legs
In front of Wilson, Vardy struck a classic pose that would perhaps become a timeless classic as Vardy became famous. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Everyone will always remember his back as if he could melt into the depths of his soul, and his posture that could shake the heart.
- I'm Vardy!
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Many Everton fans may have just turned on the TV, only to be shocked and ecstatic to find that Everton were already ahead, and at this point, the game was only a minute underway.
Oh my God, what did I miss just now?
Although Sheffield Wednesday is only a League One club, as is customary, these lower-tier teams have always been very scrappy against Premier League teams, always hoping to step on the corpses of Premier League teams to make a name for themselves, while Everton are almost in the Premier League with a substitute lineup, even if they are limited in strength compared to Sheffield Wednesday, which will also lead to a very close game.
It was widely assumed that Everton might win, but it would have been a tough one.
But the picture on the TV made everyone silent.
The broadcast replayed Vardy's opening surprise goal repeatedly, and it was the perfect combination of speed and explosiveness that was nothing short of miraculous.
It wasn't until the restart of the game that everyone slowly regained their composure, but it was as if they were looking at God when they looked at Vardy.
No way, Everton, as the last team in the Premier League, has too much sorrow of its own, and the club finally has a peerless genius Rooney, but he was still seduced away by the giant Manchester United.
And Vardy's emergence suddenly brought hope to Everton fans, according to Vardy's current performance, he is definitely the next Rooney, even better than Rooney's Judas.
But in an instant, everyone's face fell again, because they found out that Vardy was not an Everton player, he was only on loan at Everton Manchester United.
I'm afraid there is nothing more sad in the world than this!
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Jamie Vardy stood outside the centre circle as he waited for Sheffield Wednesday's kick-off to restart, his eyes still determined, but with a hint of sadness in his determination, a sadness at the depravity of his beloved club.
As one of England's oldest professional clubs, Sheffield Wednesday's place in England today really can't match its rich history.
Even if you don't consider yourself with the help of the system, if Sheffield Wednesday could have left Vardy, whom they didn't fancy about, maybe it wouldn't have been that way.
It's sad to say!
Shake your head and try to keep your attention on the game, although Sheffield Wednesday is important to me, but now that I am a professional player, I should wait until I retire to play.
After Sheffield Wednesday's kick-off, it seemed that there was some desire to attack, but it was not very resolute, obviously afraid of Everton's attack, so that there was a bit of disconnection between the front and back of the field, and the players were not unified in their thinking, which was definitely a taboo on the pitch.
Coach Wilson may not see it, or maybe he can see it but there is no good way, like an ant on a hot pot, pacing back and forth on the sidelines, but he can't solve the embarrassing situation on the field at all.
Everton's players usually only substitute off the pitch, and today they finally waited for their chance to play, even if it was only the less important Carabao Cup, but they still craved space to perform, and one by one they screamed and launched a charge towards Sheffield Wednesday.
The difference in strength and the flow of momentum, Sheffield Wednesday could not resist Everton's offensive at all, and was quickly pressed back into the half, and could only be tired of defending.
David Moyes sat in the dugout without any worries, and the game seemed to him to be out of suspense, as long as the players were on track to win.
For a moment, the ball was fluttering in the Sheffield Wednesday penalty area, as if it could fly into their goal at any moment, and the Sheffield Wednesday defenders were like big enemies, and there was even a feeling of collapse under the pressure.
Jamie Vardy is hesitating, if he has the chance, should he continue to score?
On the one hand, he really can't bear to attack Sheffield Wednesday, he admits that he is not too mature and unprofessional; On the other hand, he also wanted to teach Wilson, the bastard, a bigger lesson and get him out of Sheffield Wednesday completely.
After hesitating, a long-range shot went wide of the woodwork, and Vardy sighed, he was distraught!
But at this moment, Wilson's fury suddenly came from the sidelines.
"Show me that bastard, don't let him score again, it's better not to let him touch the ball, even if you break his leg, you have to keep an eye on him!"
For Wilson, perhaps the loss to Everton on Wednesday was not a big deal, but the better Vardy performed, the more swollen his face became, which was definitely not what he wanted to see.
Vardy's face turned ugly, and he gritted his teeth as he once again condemned Wilson to death, vowing to teach him the most painful lesson.
Because of Wilson's shouting, Moyes and his teammates on the bench ran to the fourth official to protest, but the referee did not give Wilson any punishment due to the impact, only verbally warning him.
That's fine, too, if you kick him off the pitch like that, it's a bit too cheap for him, just let him sit here and watch yourself beat him in the face with his best performance.
Vardy said secretly in his heart, his eyes sharpening again.
Sheffield Wednesday's defensive system was not very tight, and it seemed that it could collapse at any moment under Everton's sprint, and all Vardy had to do was to completely break it down and deliver the fatal blow.
He withdrew a little outside the box and raised his hand to ask his team-mates, who seemed to be new to the youngster, who had already scored three goals in three games, and the ball was soon at his feet.
In the face of the dense crowd in the penalty area, as well as the defenders who rushed towards him to intercept, Vardy made a slight adjustment, raised his right foot and made a burst of momentum, that intimidating and indomitable momentum made the rushing defenders dare not go straight forward, and hurriedly turned around and used his back to face Vardy, trying to minimize the blocking Shanghai.
But he never expected that this was just a feint by Vardy, who withdrew his right foot and flicked the ball slightly to the right, dodging the space to shoot, and Vardy raised his right foot again.
The moment the instep touched the ball, the ball seemed to be completely deformed by the huge impact force, and it ejected like a cannonball.
The Everton players in the box were scrambling to get out of the way, while the Sheffield Wednesday players tried to block the ball with a hint of hesitation.
With such a great force, if it is stuffy on the body, it is estimated that it is not just as simple as a pain!
In a moment of hesitation, the ball had already passed them and headed straight for goal.