Chapter Seventy-One: Supporting the Boss
The wound cracked again, blood seeped out of the gauze again, and blood ran down the corners of his eyes and covered his cheeks. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Fan Bizhuang knelt on the ground, his hands pointed to the sky, and his blood-covered face looked extremely hideous, like a demon god.
A cathartic roar shook the entire El. Molinon Field.
The fans in the small town were boiling, and once again they used their voices to occupy the opponent's home stadium.
"Fanβ"
"Your Majesty!"
"Ten minutes of hat-tricks! Fifteen minutes to stage the big four! Who said Villarreal wouldn't score? Who said that Fan's magic is no longer there? Our king has raised his palms high, and I ask the doubters, are your faces swollen? β
Not only the fans, but even the commentators in the commentary seats fell into a frenzy.
"Unbelievable! Unbelievable!! Fan scored four goals with an overhead kick in less than fifteen minutes! Once the goal drought is broken, Fan's goals will come in an endless stream, and it can't be stopped at all! β
"Pellegrini should be smiling happily at home at the moment......"
"Villarreal's new attacking formation has completely stimulated Fan's offensive firepower! Fan who changed to play as a striker is unstoppable! β
"What is it if you don't score in four league games? Fan can score four in one game! With four goals, Fan Yi jumped to the top of the league scorers' list, and Real Madrid's Dutch striker Luther Luther. Van Nistelrooy is tied for first place! The wolf is coming, this is the real wolf is coming! β
"Last season, Fan won the honor of the league's assist king, this season, it seems that he wants to change his taste, yes, maybe he will launch the most powerful impact on the league's golden boot!"
In the frenzy of the pitch, substitute coach Mr. Ruben was not idle, and after being surprised, he finally made a substitution, with Tomasson coming on for Van Bizhuang, and Riquelme and Mavuba also coming on, replacing Nihat and Cazorla.
This is a signal for the whole team to switch to a defensive rhythm, but in fact, there is no need, fifteen minutes to score four goals in a row, the home team Sporting GijΓ³n has been completely stunned, and the score gap is so big, and there is not much time left, the home team has been powerless.
When Fan Bizhuang left the field, the fans of the small town once again raised their arms and stood up, and even many home team fans were clapping gently, the boy's jersey was stained with a little blood, but his steps were steady, for such a brave and fearless fighter, no one could not maintain a heart of awe.
"It's a game for Fan! It's a game for Villarreal! β
"Under the leadership of Fan, the yellow submarine has played a different bloody and fighting spirit, which touches me, this is the real strong team style, never give up in adversity, and fight hard in critical moments, good, Villarreal! Well done, Fan! β
Some commentators also stood up and praised while commenting.
Van Bizhuang had just walked to the sidelines when A.T. Kearney ran over with his medical team, and after another busy day, the bleeding stopped again and his head was re-covered with new gauze.
"As a doctor, I have a negative attitude towards your behavior of ignoring your injuries even after you have been injured." "But as a club worker, I just want to say, well done, Fan, you're the best!" β
Fan Bizhuang hugged him gently, and then hugged Mr. Ruben who was standing on the side.
'You say you're in good shape and you're going to score. I don't have any doubts about that. I never imagined that you would score three more in ten minutes in a row, and honestly, Fan, you surprised me. It also makes me proud. β
"Thank you, Mr. Reuben." Fan Bizhuang smiled lightly.
"Alright, let's go rest." Mr. Ruben raised his hand.
The substitute players couldn't bear it for a long time, and pulled Fan Bizhuang over, hugged him, and shouted excitedly.
The match ended with a score of 0:4, in fact, victory was almost within reach when Van Bizhuang scored the first goal. It's just that Fan Bizhuang relied on his own strength to make the cheers of victory more intense, scoring four goals in a row, and staging a big four, and the team is destined to usher in a hearty first win of the season.
In the four minutes of stoppage time, Villarreal had a chance to add another fire to the home team, but Tomasson's powerful shot in front of the goal was unbelievably saved by the home goalkeeper and missed the best chance to extend the score.
But it doesn't matter anymore, 4:0, Villarreal finally swept all the doubts into the garbage heap, and they won their victory in the most enjoyable way!
"Victory! Victory!! Victory!!! β
"Villarreal, long live! Long live, Your Majesty! β
"Victory is ours! The familiar Villarreal has announced its return! β
At the moment of the whistle, El. The Molinon Stadium became a sea of cheers for the visiting fans.
"Congratulations Villarreal! Congratulations Van ! Congratulations to all the submarine players! They won an undisputed victory, and Van made this match his personal show with a brave performance, and he deserved to be the best newcomer in the league last season, and this season, he still shines brightly! β
The best player of the game was undoubtedly awarded to Fan Bizhuang by La Liga officials, whether it was his desperate rush to grab points, or the amazing big four, this kind of performance, no one can compete.
Fan Bizhuang suffered from countless media workers on the sidelines of the "siege", this game is enough to be regarded as a big news, Villarreal broke the curse, the league runner-up finally scored, ushered in the first win of the season, Fan Bizhuang broke the goal drought, bravely and fearlessly grabbed the point to break the goal, insisted on the game with an injury, and finally staged the "miracle" of the big four...... Wait, there are so many explosions that can be put in the newspaper.
In the face of various questions from reporters, Fan Bizhuang, whose head was wrapped in gauze, did not say much, he just restated the importance of this game for him and the team.
"We've been doing our best to win, and again, success will be late, but it will never be there. My teammates and I waited for almost a month, but the hard work paid off, we won, we managed to get the first three points of the new season! β
'I'm happy I've scored and it's four. I would like to give those four goals, and this victory, as a gift to Mr. Manuel, who is recuperating at home. Maybe he is not the most famous and prestigious one in football today, but in our hearts, he is the best one! He always played the role of a father, he cared about every player, he trusted his children unwaveringly, and he once said that we were his pride. But I want to tell him that he is our pride! β
"Yes, we love him very much, as long as he is on the sidelines, we will be extremely relieved, we are willing to do everything for him!"
"We all know that Mr. has been in a lot of trouble lately, but so what? We will always support him! So ......"
Fan Bizhuang waved at the camera and shouted: "Come back soon, Mr. Manuel, we are not used to the days without you on the sidelines!" This season, we are going to go further under your leadership! β
Expressing all the words in his heart, Fan Bizhuang declined the enthusiastic reporters, saying that the injury on his head needed to be examined again, although the reporters were reluctant, they understood, so they "let him go".
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"He always played the role of a father...... So, come back soon...... We will go further under your leadership! β
A slightly passionate voice came from the TV, and looking at the unequivocal appearance of the young man wrapped in gauze on the screen, Pellegrini shook his head and smiled, and his heart was even more moved.
"You are my pride, and I want to lead you further!"
Sighing like this, Pellegrini slowly got up and turned off the TV. Instead of immediately returning to the upstairs bedroom, he sat down again in the dark living room, and fell into deep thought.
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When Pellegrini opened his eyes again, the sunlight outside the window had already penetrated through the floor-to-ceiling windows, shining on his face, making him warm and indescribably comfortable.
He slept well last night, the most restful night he's slept since the start of the new season. The pressure on a professional football coach is enormous, especially when the team is in a difficult situation, and the doubts and criticisms brought from inside and outside the team create pressure that is unimaginable to ordinary people.
During this period of time, Pellegrini did not have a moment of stability, during the day he had to meditate on the current situation of the team, and at night he would work late to analyze the team's shortcomings and find ways to improve them, and even in his sleep, he would dream of the embarrassing scene of the team continuing to win.
Fortunately, yesterday's big victory made his pressure greatly relieved, otherwise if it continued like this, he would have doubted whether he would be crushed by the pressure.
"A belated victory, Villarreal showed a strong team style and finally got their first league win!"
"Unbelievable senior hi! Van became the brightest man in Iberia last night! β
"Desperate! Be brave and strong! This is - Fan! β
"Fan: Victory belongs to everyone, and to Mr. Manuel. This is the best gift for the most beloved manager, and I hope he will return to the pitch soon! β
After breakfast, Manuel Pellegrini sat leisurely in the living room, constantly scrolling through the freshly baked football reports, and the whole person looked very comfortable.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the room, and the maid walked over and opened the porter, and familiar faces suddenly appeared in front of the old Chilean handsome, full of bright smiles.
Pellegrini was a little stunned, and then a very bright smile appeared on his face.
"You...... Why are you all here? β