The guy who made the sound was not an exaggeration, but he was bareheaded, with a fleshy face, and a long scar on his jaw that extended to his neck. This look, with angry eyes, a rough voice, and a bowl-sized fist, makes people immediately feel that Grimandi is going to suffer at first sight!

"French, see who this land belongs to!"

The fist did not immediately fall on Grimandi, and after taking a few steps forward, the speaker stood still, his fists on his hips, his chin raised, and his squinted eyes fixed on the Frenchman not far away.

Grimandi kept his mouth shut in amusement, but his gaze was neither evasive nor bowed, just staring straight at the other.

Wiltord was two years older than him, and in this case he chose to settle down.

"Oops, that, David Pratt, he didn't mean that"

"What does that mean, explain it to me!"

"That's it, that's it, forget it, don't be like him, the child doesn't hide his mouth"

As soon as he said this, Grimandi exploded.

"Who is the little one? The hell the English are hypocrisy, who doesn't know?! ”

The battle of words is like this, as long as the unreasonable side dares to call, the grade will be upgraded immediately. Although David Pratt is 33 years old this year, his fierce style on the court is still the same as it was back then, and he didn't say anything when he heard this, and directly raised his fist from his waist to his chest, and began to stride forward in a boxer's standard fighting stance.

The guys who were originally watching the excitement really didn't dare to continue watching the show, and before the old guy got close, two local English players came out halfway and stopped them with persuasion.

Of course, Gremandi understands his position in this team, and no matter how unhappy he is, he can't continue to talk about it in this situation. With a pout, he shrugged his shoulders and went off to himself.

The two unflattering Wiltord grimaced, looking left and right, and finally targeted the two guys with serious expressions.

Yumo and Ljungberg.

"Hey. You two"

The two spread their hands at the same time, their expressions innocent.

Wiltord was so powerless about these two guys that he couldn't pretend to be angry, so he could only walk over with his head hanging down and sigh for a long time.

"David Pratt? I look pretty fierce, introduce? ”

You Mo's broken English is still the same, and the word "fierce" can't find a suitable word, so I simply use "WOLF" instead. Wiltord was startled when he heard this, and finally with the help of Ljungberg he figured out what it meant. patiently talked about the origin of this classic car in the stadium.

David Pratt, a native of England, arrived at the club in 1995 as part of what was then a crudely traditional English side playing as a left midfielder. Before Arsene Wenger's arrival, English players generally had the habit of drinking, smoking, and clubbing, and basically their physical functions declined as soon as they passed the age of 30.

Gascoigne, for example.

This situation is so common. So much so that Arsenal's current captain is not immune. Tony Adams was addicted to alcohol during George Graham's tenure and almost ruined the foundation of a professional footballer's life. At that time David Pratt in addition to the love of alcohol. Underground boxing is his favorite place. The 11-centimeter-long scar on his neck was the result of a fierce battle with a group of thugs at the end of the viewing because of the stimulation of alcohol.

Just 0.5 cm away, the carotid artery will be cut!

This hobby and unimaginable experiences have created David Pratt's fierce style on and off the court. So much so that when it comes to the Arsenal team under George Graham. The whole of England will lament or curse.

"Such a team can win the championship, English football is hopeless!"

"Highbury Field on match day, the stands are like a library, empty!"

"Being able to take 1-0 to the extreme, such a backline is a nightmare for all teams!"

The world is impermanent. After three years, this team has completed a gorgeous turnaround, and the "1:0 doctrine" was given to the old rival Manchester United, and he has become the spokesperson of "perfect football".

The personnel changes in the Arsenal team, which has changed dramatically, are also huge.

At this stage of modern football, the requirements of offensive players are becoming more and more diverse, and defensive players are still inseparable from the words "stable, accurate, and ruthless". In the team in front of him, except for the "five old defenders" created by George Graham, who was used by Wenger as he was, the midfielders were almost cleaned.

David Pratt is the only one spared.

However, after more than a season of highlight, he has become a fringe player in the team at the beginning of this year, and as soon as the winter transfer window opens, he can leave after contacting his next family. His inclusion in the 18-man squad for today's game was only formalized by the injury of Brazilian teenager Rapel to the pre-match training session of Ovimas substitute, and Wenger's comfort to the England veteran was not without it.

Unexpectedly, in just 15 minutes after halftime, he and Grimandi teamed up to push the conflict between the French gang and the England gang to the forefront!

It is impossible to hide this farcical conflict in front of us forever, and neither the team nor the powerful media will let go of such an obvious cause of contradiction.

The French accused the English of hypocrisy, and the Englishmen went into battle shirtless, intending to give the French a little color to see!

To be honest, this kind of thing happens almost every day between the two countries, and the content is really not fresh enough. But when it happens within a team, and under the glamour of the reigning Premier League champions, the newsworthiness cannot be taken lightly.

At the recently concluded World Cup in France, England was ridiculed by the French. The English, who had been on fire in their bellies, now did not like the French, and this kind of thing happened to be the fuse in front of them, and it is really difficult to estimate how many tons of TNT can be ignited.

Wiltord, who felt that a good man deserved it, would not think so far-reaching, and while complaining, his eyes kept looking at the exit of the players' tunnel, obviously still thinking about the game that was still half-time. Yumo and Ljungberg are pure outsiders, and without a clear emotional inclination, it is really difficult to expect them to think about the big picture. So the three of them simply didn't care about it, and they hung it high. Chatting and chatting away from what had just happened.

After a while, players from both teams rushed out of the player tunnel and the game continued.

Arsene Wenger had clearly struggled in the dressing room, which made him come out of it a lot later than usual. As a result, as soon as the Frenchman showed up, he was told by goalkeeper coach George Wilson about what happened to the team at half-time.

Frowning, glaring. The long face is getting longer and longer, and Wenger's signature expression is in full view in this situation.

Clay people have three-point fire, let alone the head coach of a team. The team did not play well in the first half, and a group of substitutes almost got into a fight at halftime, which made the French professor, who has always shown himself elegant, unable to save face.

As the "boss" in the mouth of the player, every move will be carefully analyzed by everyone. The furious Arsene Wenger has not forgotten this, and when Grimandi and David Pratt were called over, the former was clearly more cared for and more forcefully.

But everyone knows what kind of head coach this team is. Even the criticized Grimandi didn't think there was a big deal in front of him.

The end result is not surprising.

Under Arsene Wenger's unabated gaze, Grimandi reached out and gave David Pratt a symbolic shake.

Things seem to have turned a page.

On the pitch, Southampton continued to adhere to the survival rule that a draw away is a victory, and the 0-0 score looked unbreakable under their tenacious defence. Towards the end of the 66th minute, Arsene Wenger called in Wiltord and Ljungberg.

Both of them are not very tall, they are just as fast as they are on their feet, and they come in at this time of the day. It is obviously an important chess piece that was used by the head coach to break the surface. After a few careful words, Pat Rice patted them on the back as a sign of encouragement.

The farce that took place at halftime clearly hurt Wiltord's self-esteem. Anelka's warm hug failed to get a warm response from him, and he walked off the court full of suspicion. On the contrary, it was Ljungberg, who played with him, who made him feel a little kind, and when he trotted to his position, he did not forget to shout a few words.

"It's up to you, man!"

The Swedes, of course, would not refuse such kindness.

"Come on!"

This kind of interaction brings good chemistry, and the two guys with clear ideas come on the field. With a play that is different from the fixed rhythm of the game, it has brought obvious changes to the team.

There are no high spots in the penalty area, and there are not many options for the two. Breaking, passing, shooting. A simple trilogy, but the efficiency has increased dramatically under the stimulation of fresh blood!

The eyes of the two Dutchmen, who had been inactive for most of the game, lit up, and their slightly sluggish steps suddenly became brisk.

Ovimas and Bergkamp both had good openings, but unfortunately in a game, if they were unlucky, they passed like shooting stars and had no impact on the final result. Even if the Dutchman believes in perfect football, he knows he can't keep the stars in a game. The explosive individual performance of the teammates in front of them can easily create a local advantage, and they only need to use their rich experience to amplify the advantage and turn it into a victory.

It's a send-off!

In the next game, bad luck didn't come out to make trouble. In the 79th minute, Wiltord and Ljungberg combined on the right flank, and finally the Swede completed a penetrating inverted triangle cross near the small penalty area!

In the face of the incoming ball, which was not slow, Bergkamp did not choose to break through individually or shoot more safely when the middle was open.

The perfect support foot position, so that the right foot he used to hit the ball seemed to be leisurely walking, and the instep was not deliberately lowered, and finally a dazzling rainbow was drawn!

In stark contrast, it is the goalkeeper who is still out of reach after a hasty jump.

"Beautiful!"

On the runway, You Mo jumped up, and the fist swung in the air completed a 360-degree rotation with his body in the air.

It had been a long time since he had experienced such excitement.

Only a natural killer can burst out with amazing energy at the moment when the killing machine blooms!

Thinking ability, body control, imagination, all at the peak, who can beat it?

The so-called perfect football is not a castle in the air, it really exists in a certain moment on the field.

It's just that there are too few people who can do it, and too few times they can do it, that everything seems so precious.

The reason why Yumo came to this team would seem ridiculous to some, like his actions at this moment. From the bottom of his heart, he is not interested in changing the style of this team, maybe it is a lack of emotion, maybe the motivation to help others achieve their ideals is far from enough, or maybe he just feels that the guys in front of him are not the comrades he is looking for.

The moment in front of him made him change his mind.

From the perspective of personal ability, although pragmatism is good, it cannot reach the realm of seeing all the mountains at a glance. Only those who are obsessed with sharpening all kinds of weapons and holding all kinds of opponent sacrifice knives can be called real killers!

He had planned to slowly change the team with a low-key and calm style, but now he suddenly understood such a simple truth.

There's nothing wrong with pursuing perfect football, it's just that it's more important to know how many pounds and taels you have!

So, subtly change this kind of thing, let's leave it to the head coach to worry about, he is now on the road!

"Hey, boy, there's something strange about your excitement?" The guy on the runway who seemed to be celebrating his goal attracted a lot of attention, and one of the hoarse voices couldn't help but ask.

"What about you, what else is there to be excited about?" You Mo looked at the shocking scar on the speaker's neck and asked with a smile.

"Me? Probably not. ”

David Pratt hesitated for a moment before answering the question, and then kept looking each other up and down, as if to see the intention.

"Neither can the underground boxing tournament?" You Mo didn't care about such a gaze and continued to ask.

"Underground boxing match, hehe, do you want to know about it?" David Pratt's already slack-free eyelids lifted upward, and the essence flashed.

"Tell me?"

"Frank Chen, or 'Shark Don Dragon', have you ever heard of it?"

"Sounds like a Chinese name?"

"That's right, his Chinese name is 'Chen Jinsheng'."

"The one who can be introduced by you is probably a very fierce guy."

"Fierce? Hey, hey, hey."

David Pratt laughed, his mouth opened wider and wider, the wrinkles on his forehead deepened and deepened, and the whole person laughed as if he had heard a rare joke.

Yu Mo scratched his head slightly.

His intuition told him that the guy in front of him was not in the same spirit as a normal person due to long-term alcoholism.

"Tell me what a murderous fellow he is."

David Pratt nodded after muttering "murderous" a few times.

The voice was a little hoarse.

"He only lived to be 28 years old. But don't be surprised, this age is already pretty good for an underground boxer. ”

"After his debut, until he died in the ring, five years were the darkest period of underground boxing in the world."

"Why? Hey, hey, hey, because of his appearance. ”

"97 appearances, 96 wins, 95 kills on the spot. Average time per game, 68 seconds. ”

"Hey, hey, hey" (to be continued......)