Once the game began, Manchester City did not attack aggressively with home advantage, and they were also afraid of Everton's sharp counter-attack. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The two teams were locked in a fierce battle in midfield.

Vardy was a little tickled, as if a child had just been given a new toy and couldn't show off like his friends.

There are throw-ins, but they are all near the halfway line, and even if Vardy has a howitzer, he can't blow it that far.

The game lasted until the 12th minute, when Vardy broke through with the ball on the right side, and was tackled to the ground by the opponent with the ball.

However, perhaps because the opponent's action was not particularly big, and he was playing at home, the referee did not award a foul to the Manchester City defender, but only gave Everton a throw-in.

If it were usual, Vardy would have rushed over to fight the referee, but this time, Vardy honestly ran to throw the throw-in, his expression was excited, and others thought that Vardy was stupid!

Carsley walked up to the referee and muttered a few words, and after trying to no avail, he was ready to take the throw-in, but Vardy got the ball first.

Reaching out to Vardy's request, he threw the throw-in on this side, and he had never seen Vardy throw it in the box.

However, Vardy shook his head at him and motioned for himself to throw it.

Well, the little things that don't matter, Carsley didn't insist either, just stood next to him and was ready to catch the ball, and only his position nearby was suitable for receiving the ball.

Vardy glanced at the penalty area and saw that Ferguson was indeed in place, so a deep smile appeared on his lips.

Trying to take two steps back, in the eyes of others who don't understand, suddenly start, and throw the ball into the field.

Then, the whole stadium came to an abrupt halt, followed by a roar of laughter.

Vardy looked at the ball falling from the sky, his face was embarrassed, and he subconsciously took the ball back in his hand.

If he's just a spectator, he'd be able to laugh out loud, as evidenced by the likes of Carsley and Graveson.

It's embarrassing!

The hand slipped, the ball didn't even fly into the field, it went straight up and down above his head, and it was back in his arms!

In the midst of the ridicule of others, Vardy was on the verge of crying!

Don't be so embarrassed!

Even the referee who came over laughed.

Jamie Vardy was fouled for a "kick" and the referee awarded City an indirect free-kick.

Carsley looked at Vardy speechlessly, you have to rush to throw the throw-in, just throw such a ghost?

And Ferguson, who was nailed in the penalty area, was even more of a black line, why did I fight hand-to-hand with others in the penalty area, but you gave me such a play, you tease me?

Vardy can't wait to find a crack in the ground and get in!

I looked forward to it for a long time, and it was not easy to get a chance to throw a throw-in, but it was wasted by myself so funny, and I think tomorrow the top five embarrassments of the Premier League will definitely be on the list.

Well, that's a joke!

That's all Vardy can do is comfort himself in his heart.

Soon, after the start of the game, Everton won another free-kick from the same position.

What a chance, it's a good opportunity for me to atone for my sins!

Vardy screamed in his heart as he sprinted to the long side to get the ball from the caddie before Carsley.

Carsley had a black line on his face, "Don't make trouble, dear, hurry up and give it to me, I can't give Manchester City any more free kicks!" ”

Vardy stubbornly held the ball, with a resolute look of "if you don't let me throw it, I'll die in front of you", which made Carsley extremely helpless.

At this time, the Manchester City fans in the stands began to make trouble again.

"Let Vardy take the throw-in!" They shouted in unison, and in their opinion, Jamie Vardy was a standard undercover agent, and the game would once again change from Everton's throw-in to City's free-kick.

"Okay, I don't care about you, but be careful to go back and clean you up!" Carsley shook his head, flashing.

Vardy took a deep breath and tried to calm himself.

I deliberately wiped the ball with my jersey to prevent the recurrence of the slippery hand just now.

Throwing Ferguson a reassuring look, Vardy took a few steps back, ready to take the throw-in.

Dodge me, I'm going to shoot!

Screaming from the bottom of his heart, Vardy suddenly started and stretched out his body, which was a very standard throw-in position.

The ball flew out of Vardy's hands, like a cannon shell, and crashed straight into the field, so powerful that it was almost like a shot with his feet.

But in the next second, the whole stadium came to an abrupt halt again.

Looking at the Manchester City players lying on the ground with their faces covered, Vardy suddenly felt that he might not be suitable for throwing throw-ins today.

Less than five yards away, the ball slammed into the face of Manchester City's Wright Phillips, knocking him to the ground.

How is it so accurate?

I didn't have a precise positioning!

Well, you must have made it up on purpose.

Well, that's it!

Vardy walked over, looked at little Wright, who had been smashed by himself and was covered in nosebleeds, and silently mourned for two minutes in his heart.

Several of City's players walked over and looked at Vardy with unkind faces, and in their opinion, Vardy's desperate push was deliberate.

Throw it so accurately, you say you didn't mean it, who believes it!

Vardy smirked, a little embarrassed.

The hapless Wright Jr. was carried to the sideline to stop the bleeding, and the game resumed.

It hadn't been long since the start of the game and the sensation caused by Jamie Vardy's two throw-ins had already taken the crowd by storm.

Some even suspect that it was because of Vardy's first throw-in mistake that the hapless little Wright laughed too fiercely, and then Vardy deliberately retaliated.

What a hammer!

Tynyima is tragic!

Otherwise, he wouldn't have touched the throw-in, and it always felt like there was a big hand in control of it all, and Vardy's heart felt more and more intense.

Throwing a throw-in is a simple question, and with the blessing of the Berserk Grenade trait, shouldn't it be where to hit?

How is it possible to slip a hand and get a headshot?

Hey, it's all tears!

Jamie Vardy decided to be honest and never touch a throw-in again.

But the problem is that Carsley is too lacking in morality, and when there was a throw-in in front again, he actually waved at Vardy.

"Or are you coming?"

Vardy's expression was tangled and hesitant, but after two seconds, he knew that he had fallen again!

I'll come, I'll come!

I don't believe it anymore.

Again and again, and if there is another mistake, I swear that I will stay away from the throw-in.

Taking a deep breath, Vardy stood out of bounds with the ball in hand, closing his eyes and adjusting his mindset.

When he opened his eyes again, he almost didn't go straight away.

Within a dozen yards of arc in front of it, it was as if it was a post-genocide Earth, and there was not a single living creature, neither a teammate nor an opponent.

These people are all scared of Vardy's big bomb!