Vardy's mental state changed abruptly, from his previous vigor to a languishing state. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Obviously, this was the beginning of Vardy's performance.

You have to find a reason or excuse for your thinking about life.

If you suddenly go offline with your IQ like a stupid beep, it is estimated that the fans will really have to send themselves to a mental hospital.

If you have been in low spirits, then it is reasonable to think about life when you are alone!

As for why the sudden lack of energy?

- Hit by Graveson!

Well, it's a good reason, it's very fresh and refined, like your own socks that haven't been washed in a few days.

At least he thinks it makes sense.

But he felt that he couldn't show too much, otherwise Moyes would really think that he was uncomfortable, and if he changed himself, he wouldn't have to cover himself with socks!

Well, it's covered to death, not smoked to death!

Well, it's hard.

Vardy just stood with Carragher, Liverpool's last defender, and stared at each other.

Where are you, my dear single knife?

After waiting five minutes, Vardy felt that he might have cobwebs on his body, but he still didn't have any chance of going it alone.

Counterattacking is not just about fighting, not to mention that a single knife is only a small part of the counterattack, and opportunities are even more difficult to find.

Yes, if there is a single knife, then Vardy's terrifying goal efficiency will win the Premier League Golden Boot in minutes.

Alone with his right hand raised, Vardy shouted to his team-mates at the back: "Shoot me."

However, perhaps his team-mates did not want Vardy to become a martyr and immortalize, so for ten minutes, Vardy did not receive a single long ball.

I became more and more anxious in my heart, there is no good opportunity to complete the task like this, and if I miss it, I may have to wait until the next life.

No way, since beckoning doesn't work, then it is necessary to communicate with your teammates.

"Don't go back and forth in the backfield after the ball is broken, you're not good at it, hurry up and pass it to me, I still have to score!" Vardy pulled Gravison and Osman, the two main players of the ball.

Gravison was a little speechless, brother, we have a two-goal lead, and you still want to score?

Aren't you afraid of going out and being shot by Liverpool fans?

The key problem is that Moyes is now asking his team to pass as much time as possible at the back, and if he gives his opponents more counter-attacking opportunities by playing long balls, Moyes will definitely have to clean them up.

"Don't make a fuss, the game will be won immediately, wait for the champagne to celebrate!"

Vardy walked forward a little reluctantly, knowing that Moyes had the right arrangement.

There is no way, it seems that you can only solve it yourself.

At this point, Vardy learned the importance of having a defensive identity.

So, just when the game was almost in garbage time, Everton fans were pleasantly surprised to find that there was still someone in the team running tirelessly, as if he never knew to be tired, never knew to give up, and always pursued goals.

Fans will always want another goal, and Jamie Vardy's performance has allowed them to find an outlet for their emotions.

Everyone was chanting Vardy's name, everyone was standing up and cheering loudly, and the cries merged into a sea of stormy waves.

The Liverpool players wondered why Vardy suddenly hit the blood, could it be that this thing just hit his headband and wrestled, and his head showed funny?

However, Vardy's impact is still very strong, both in attack and defence, so they still secretly stepped up their guard.

Vardy was like a hungry wolf, roaring and rushing at every Liverpool player who received the ball, even if he couldn't grab the ball, he had to tear off three pounds of meat from his opponent.

Well, don't worry about making dumplings and meat fillings for the New Year.

In a short period of time, several Liverpool players were plotted by Vardy, rubbing their butts one by one with bared teeth.

The referee really can't watch it, it's okay to kick the ball, but it's not okay to do it.

So after being warned by the referee, Vardy only relented a little.

As his anxiety grew, Vardy knew that the best way to describe it was that time was running out.

Girls who love to laugh are not bad luck, and likewise, players who love to tease are not bad luck.

Just when Vardy was already not hoping too much about completing the task, his opponents began to give big gifts again.

In the process of passing the ball, Carragher made a mistake in stopping the ball and the ball was slightly out of his control.

Vardy burst out like a cheetah, stabbed the ball away in front of Carragher's shocked look, and strode towards Liverpool's goal.

At this moment, Vardy's heart was full of mixed feelings, and he felt that he might be about to cry.

Sure enough, there is no endless road, and the system is still arranged after all.

I remember that Balotelli's genuine thinking life was played out in the group stage of Euro 12 against Spain, when he was given a one-on-one chance after stealing Sergio Ramos.

Now, he has robbed Carragher, so it will be Carragher who will interrupt his thinking life later?

Vardy didn't rush too fast and he was afraid Carragher wouldn't be able to keep up.

The essence of thinking about life lies in the coquettish little slow motion, as brisk as the old man downstairs who has a tryst with an old lady in the name of walking the dog.

"Me! Where did it come from and where are it going? Who am I? Who is me? Did the world create me, or did I create the world? What will my life look like? I don't want to understand that I can't shoot! ”

The above may be what Balotelli thinks when he thinks about life, and of course, this is also a series of great propositions.

For the sake of the realism of the performance, Vardy forced himself to recite this passage silently in his heart.

But why doesn't it feel good and doesn't bring in a sense of it?

It seems that the world of comic is really not something that mortals can easily understand!

Dudek in front of him was like a great enemy, but he didn't have the idea of abandoning the door.

So, Vardy can only put his hopes in Carragher.

Brother, come on, come and make up for your mistakes, hurry up and become the hero of the team!

In fact, Carragher was a little confused at the moment of being cut off, but he was already struggling to catch up, and the most important thing was that his desperate mentality made him a little overwhelmed.

Jamie Vardy's counter-attacking run is simply a textbook in football, and it is the most spectacular goal of the round every time.

Who can keep up with his speed?

So the moment he conceded the ball, Carragher knew he was finished.

But why does he feel as if Vardy's speed is so far from usual?

Could it be that he ran the whole race, was a little out of strength, and his mind was in a trance, which led to his visual illusion?