Despite being a Carabao Cup tie against a lower-tier club like Sheffield Wednesday, Everton's fans still fill Goodison Park with a vibe that is no less than in the league. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When Vardy was warming up, he always felt a pair of eyes on him, and when he looked back, he was surprised to find that it was Alyssa's boyfriend.

Seeing Vardy looking at him, Ham hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look again, don't look at him as big and three thick, but he is really not a bold person.

Pouting disdainfully, such a strong guy, in addition to showing off his might in front of the little people, he can only grovel and lick the goods in front of the real big people!

After marching into the pitch with his team-mates, Vardy stood in the centre circle and took a deep breath.

It was the first start of his career, and even if it was just a Carabao Cup game, it still meant a lot.

Sheffield Wednesday, my favourite team, today, I can only say sorry to you!

Turning his head to look at coach Wilson on the sidelines on the away bench, Vardy noticed that the creature was also glaring at him, his expression a little angry, and it was clear that he hated himself to the core.

That's good, and I hate you too!

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing an eerie smile, and Vardy felt that he was almost losing control of the excitement that had been generated, as if he had taken a stimulant.

Come on, I'll discredit you with my best performance, ruin your reputation, and make you laugh at forever!

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As soon as the referee's whistle blew and Vardy flicked the ball to Campbell, he began to charge towards Sheffield Wednesday's half, and by the time Campbell crossed back into the midfield, Vardy had already crossed the hinterland and headed straight for the penalty area, and that terrifying speed was once again on display at Goodison Park.

The fans were boiling, and they couldn't help but be enthusiastic about the image, and they shouted Vardy's name loudly, and the voices came together to turn into a force that blessed Vardy's body, and seemed to be able to increase Vardy's speed again.

"Stop him, don't let him get the ball, foul it!" Seeing this, Wilson suddenly jumped up from the bench and yelled at the field.

Midfielder team-mate Watson had already played a long ball into Sheffield Wednesday's half, which was clearly a normal opening sneak attack.

In fact, this is not a sneak attack, many teams have this style of play, opening with a big foot, the striker to fight down, although the probability of success is not high, but after all, there is a time to succeed, and now Everton has developed this style of play, because they have a striker like Vardy who is a perverted speed.

The ball had started to fall, and it was well placed, and Jamie Vardy had leaned on one of Sheffield Wednesday's defenders to unload the ball and bring it to a steady stop at his feet.

Ham was given the chance to start today and, as centre-back, he knew he was destined to meet Jamie Vardy in this game, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon.

Seeing that his team-mate was tangling with Vardy, Ham gritted his teeth and pressed up, trying to steal the ball at Vardy's feet together.

But it was precisely because of his impulsiveness that it directly led to what happened later.

Vardy picked the ball up, swept through the open space between the two and dribbled into the box, one-on-one to the goalkeeper.

The light and flowing movements made the two Sheffield Wednesday central defenders dumbfounded, and even forgot to chase back, looking at Vardy's back in a daze.

Amid the howls of the Everton fans, Vardy's goalkeeper was no bird at all, and to put it mildly, sent the ball into the Sheffield Wednesday goal.

9.8 seconds!

Jamie Vardy scored past Sheffield Wednesday after less than 10 seconds.

Everton's fans were going crazy, and there was no way for them to calm down with such a nerve-stimulating goal, and it seemed that only loud shouts could let their excitement out.

Under the frightened eyes of the Sheffield Wednesday players, Vardy stood in place, not making any movement or even changing his expression.

Teammates rushed over to hug Jamie Wardie to celebrate the goal, but Vardy reached out to stop him.

He's not going to celebrate, it's his beloved team, and even if he scores, he'll probably be sadder than those Sheffield Wednesday players.

How sad!

Teammates didn't come to disturb Vardy, and even the cheers of the Everton fans were much quieter, and everyone felt sad for no reason looking at this lonely young man.

Although his experience is inspiring, how much of it is tragic that ordinary people have not experienced?

Life is like this, no one can be happy forever, and no one can smile brightly all the time.

With everyone watching, Vardy silently walked to the sidelines, facing Wilson in front of the visitors' bench.

Everyone thought that Vardy would do something to Wilson, after all, there was an irresolvable conflict between the two.

What people didn't expect was that Vardy just quietly turned around, turned his back to Wilson, raised his right hand, crossed his neck, clenched his four fingers, and pointed to the name on the back of his shirt with his thumb.

I'm Vardy!

The Vardy who was swept away by you, abused and humiliated by you, and treated like garbage by you!

Now, I'm standing in front of you!

You open your dog's eyes wide and take a look!

Who's the hell!!

The Everton fans cheered on with Jamie Vardy and chanted his name in a neat and deafening voice.

Wilson's face was extremely ugly, and he wanted to rush up and punch Vardy hard, but reason told him no!

This is naked humiliation!

In normal times, some players have stepped forward to help them seek justice, and no matter how bad it is, they can drive Vardy away, but now, their teammates have no intention of acting at all.

Furious, Wilson rushed directly to the fourth official and flew into a thunderous rage.

"This bastard is humiliating me, hurry up and give him a red card, or you will wait for me to go to the FA to file a complaint!" Perhaps out of his mind, Wilson faced the fourth official as if he were scolding his own teammates.

"We don't think there's anything wrong with his actions, I don't mind if you appeal after the game, please, but pay attention to your attitude now, otherwise you may be the one who will be kicked off!" The fourth official said expressionlessly, causing Wilson to hold back a mouthful of blood.

The fans showed no pity for Wilson, and the boos went straight into his head, as if he wanted to explode his head.

"Very good, why are you waiting for me!" Wilson's eyes flashed with a glyph, and he said fiercely in his heart.