Chapter 44: Don't You Have Dreams?

Jamie Vardy's furious shot came along and everywhere he went, it was a mess. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The Sheffield Wednesday goalkeeper was obstructed by the dense crowd in the penalty area, and he didn't notice the ball rushing towards him at the first time, and even when the ball appeared in his sight, it was too late for him to react.

After swinging his head and making an imaginary save with his eyes, the goalkeeper knows that he can go inside the goal to pick up the ball.

Rumble!!!

Goodison Park erupted, as if in conjunction with Vardy's heavy artillery bombardment, and they used sound to simulate the loud sound that would occur after the shell exploded, and the shaking of the ground.

Sheffield Wednesday's players looked at Jamie Vardy with fear, as if the not-so-tall young man had pushed them into the abyss.

The Everton players instinctively rushed to celebrate Vardy, but they paused, and the wave of Vardy's hand reminded them of Vardy's performance when he scored.

In the tsunami at Goodison Park, Vardy walked over to the visitors' bench again, turned around and pointed to his name on the back of his shirt.

I'm Vardy!

I'm the little deflated one who was kicked out of Sheffield Wednesday by you, and I've scored again!

Excuse me, does your face hurt?

Wilson was furious, and he wanted to rush up and knock Vardy to the ground, punching him to death, but the consequence was that he might not be able to get out of Goodison Park alive.

There was endless anger and resentment in his eyes, and if his eyes could kill, I am afraid that Vardy would have been broken into thousands of pieces.

Vardy turned around and looked at Wilson with a smile of banter and revenge, at this moment, his mood seemed to have suddenly improved, and the goods in front of him seemed to be no longer worth dwelling on, he was just an ant-like passerby in his life, trampled to death, and trampled to death.

At this time, the first half of the game was only halfway through, but Sheffield Wednesday had already been beaten to the ground, and the game completely lost its suspense.

Moyes feels that he is still underestimating Vardy's ability, and at the same time, he is also wondering if he can start Vardy for the weekend's game.

Jamie Valdy came back to his own half, he hadn't vented enough, the two goals weren't enough, and he needed to get himself more excited.

But at this moment, a substitution sign was suddenly raised on the sidelines, and Vardy followed the exclamations of the fans and found that Moyes was actually replacing himself!

At this moment, Vardy was a little unhappy.

Halfway through the first half, you scored two goals yourself, isn't that a performance satisfying you?

As for replacing yourself before the first half was over?

It stands to reason that unless the player's performance is as disastrous as the disaster, half of the coaches will not make substitutions in the first half, otherwise that is not a negation of their own tactics!

Despite his doubts, Vardy still had to follow the instructions and slowly walk off the pitch.

The Everton fans in the stands did not understand Moyes' approach, but they gave Vardy the loudest applause and cheers, and the youngster, who has recently joined on loan and has become the new favourite at Goodison Park.

The team-mates also came over one by one to give Vardy a high-five, and Vardy's performance completely conquered the old fritters.

Approaching the touchline and hugging Chadwick before Vardy stepped out of the touchline and finished off.

Looking at Moyes, who approached him, Vardy's face was not good, after all, who would want to be replaced at this time!

"Well done, Jamie, get some rest, I need you for the weekend!"

Moyes didn't care about Vardy's expression in the slightest, and put his arm around Vardy and whispered in his ear.

This sentence brought Vardy back to life!

Moyes' meaning couldn't be clearer, and it would be a bit of an overkill to keep Jamie Vardy playing at this level, so now that he can be rested, he will be available for the weekend.

Since Moyes said so, then there is a good chance that Jamie Vardy will start, and even if he can't start, he will definitely get more minutes than the previous two games!

How can this keep Vardy unhappy or excited?

Grinning back to the bench, Vardy high-fived each other with several of the main players on the bench before finally taking a seat next to Carsley.

"Jamie, you're going to be the team's top scorer!" Carsley said to Vardy with a little envy.

Vardy was stunned, but on closer inspection, it was true.

The team is mainly defensive and counter-attacking tactics, and the number of goals is definitely not high, and the main striker Ferguson is not known for scoring goals, and the other striker is useless.

Previously, the team's top scorer was the central midfielder Gary Cahill, with Carsley also on the scoresheet, but with Jamie Vardy scoring four goals in three games, Vardy went straight to becoming the team's top scorer.

"What's the use of the team's top scorer, when will he become the top scorer in the Premier League!" Vardy said with a disdainful expression, as if that day was not far away.

He was then greeted by Carsley's idiotic expression.

"Thierry Henry, Ruud van Nistelrooy, Shearer, Saha, and Rooney, who is only a year older than you, ...... so many super goalscorers, you still want to be the top scorer in the Premier League?"

Vardy smiled faintly, "Aren't you allowed to have dreams?" ”

Carsley looked at Vardy's confident expression and fell silent.

That's right, aren't dreams allowed?

What was your dream?

It's been so long that I seem to have forgotten a little, but it's nothing more than becoming a superstar or something.

But with the development of his career, it seems that all dreams have become a dull reality, completing his tasks step by step, living and living, living drunk and dreaming of death.

Thinking of his past, Carsley was a little confused.

At this moment, he felt that maybe Vardy, a young man, really had a chance to realize his dream!

"You can!" Carsley muttered, too small for Vardy to hear.

At this time, Everton had completely won the one-sided advantage on the field, although they did not score again in the first half, but scored two goals in the second half to win 4-0 against Sheffield Wednesday.

Vardy looked at Wilson's dead father's expression, he didn't know how happy he was, he was revenge!

Thanks should be given to those who have tormented themselves and who have made their hearts strong;

We should be grateful to those who once looked down on themselves, they will let themselves never bow their heads and live a more wonderful life;

One should be grateful for the waves of enemies that appear in front of you, so that life is not boring......