Although there is Kevin. People like Cooper give Chu Zhongtian guidance on shooting training, but after all, the time is too little, they are not a professional team, and they can't participate in training every day, plus there are not many games left before the end of the season, even if they train every day in such a short period of time, they may not have any significant results.

For the first time, Chu Zhongtian hoped that he would not have to go to school or work, and his identity would be a real professional player. He didn't expect a higher weekly salary, but he felt that the fact that professional players could train every day obviously helped him improve a lot.

Become a professional footballer? Chu Zhongtian quickly realized how ridiculous his idea was. I am a Chinese student who plays in the ninth division of England, which is equivalent to an amateur league, and he is unknown, except for the thousands of Wimbledon fans who have a certain reputation in public, what is it? Those professional players, even those who play in League C, are probably better than themselves. And why did he attract the attention of those professional teams, and why did those professional teams interest him and decide to sign him? To put it bluntly, does he have what it takes to establish himself in the professional arena? Physical? Perhaps, maybe running is not everything.

Let's play here honestly, practice shooting and other skills, and then contribute to the team's promotion and championship...... Chu Zhongtian is practicing hard to shoot, hoping to help the team, but the time is too short, if he can become a god who saves the team and dangers after only practicing once, he will not be the protagonist of this novel...... So when Wimbledon faced Philip Legren (frimley_green) at home, and the attack was deadlocked, Chu Zhongtian felt very depressed, if he had an outstanding long-range shooting skill, the game would have been solved long ago...... After most of the season, almost all teams know that Wimbledon has little expertise in breaking down dense defenses, as long as they shrink the defense and then play defensive counterattacks, they can achieve the results they want.

The score was still 0:0 until the 55th minute. Their rivals Visdeen have already won their game that ended earlier and now the burden is on them and if they fail to win this one, the gap between the two sides will be further widened. And it's not that simple, AFC Wallingford are only three points away from them in third place, and if they miss here, they will not only lose the expectation of chasing first place, but also lose second place in the league.

In such a situation, Wimbledon must win this game.

Chu Zhongtian couldn't help but rush up again and came up with a long shot, before shooting the goal, he thought about the technical requirements of almost half of the game, and kept them firmly in mind, so this kick was within the range of the goal frame. It's a pity that it's too positive, and because of the fear of hitting high, he can weaken the power of the shot, so the speed and power of the ball are not fast after the kick is kicked out, and it is easily confiscated by the goalkeeper. Now he can't achieve both accuracy and power and speed, and if he wants to pursue no shots or shoot high, he will ignore the pursuit of speed and power.

Chu Zhongtian's "weak" shot can be regarded as a microcosm of the whole Wimbledon team. couldn't attack for a long time, not only Chu Zhongtian was a little anxious, but the crazy gang was impetuous.

Philim Regren are 18th in the league and a little way from the relegation zone, so it's acceptable for them to get a point in this game, and if they have three points it would be even better. But Wimbledon can't accept a draw, and there is no other way but to win. Therefore, the away team is more patient than the home team, and in this kind of game, the patient side is often able to get better results.

When Borjie burst into the opponent's penalty area with the ball, the opposing player reached out and pulled his clothes and immediately loosened, and Borjie immediately jumped up as if he had been poked in the ass, raised his arms to complain to the referee about the foul of the opponent, hoping to give a penalty. But if you have to blow penalties for such actions, in the style of the ninth league, I don't know how many penalties will be blown in a game...... The referee ignored it, and the ball was eventually picked up by the goalkeeper of the attacking Firim Legren.

"Holy!" Borger was thunderous on the field, and Eames off the field was also thunderous. "Don't care if the fucking guy is foul! Shoot the ball for me first! This bastard Borger, is there something wrong with his brain?! ”

Ingrid's face was not good-looking, and Borger wasted an offensive opportunity in vain. Hell-bent on earning penalties? This is really the stupidest thing to do, there is no one.

Bolger, who did not get the penalty as he wished, was emotionally unstable in the ensuing game, falling to the ground as soon as there was physical contact in the penalty area, and then reaching out to the referee to take the penalty. If the referee doesn't give it, then jump up and whash your fist loudly and complain loudly.

"That's a foul! Where are your eyes looking? ”

The referee also showed no weakness: "You'd better be quiet, otherwise I'll give you a yellow card and sentence you to fake a fall, No. 17!" ”

At this point, his team-mates would come up and pull the emotional Borje back to avoid him actually being carded, as he had already received a yellow card for overacting in defence.

When "theorizing" with the referee, someone can still hold him and prevent him from doing stupid things, but what can he do in the game? You can't find someone to follow him every step of the way, in case he makes any drastic moves, right?

So in the seventieth minute of the game, Borger, who had been aggrieved for dozens of minutes, finally broke out in silence. When he broke through with the ball, the opponent's defender interfered, he simply swung his arm back, and smashed his elbow on the opponent's door, and suddenly the player of Philim Legren fell on his back, covering his face with his hands, and soon a wisp of red blood flowed out of his fingers...... Borger's long-awaited whistle finally sounded, but it was definitely not good news for him. The referee ran to the place of the incident, groped in his breast pocket with his hand, and was about to pull out the cards, whether yellow or red, the result was the same anyway - the end of the game!

It wasn't over that simple, and seeing their teammates knocked to the ground and bleeding profusely, Philim Regren's players became agitated and rushed to the perpetrator, Borger, intending to give the bastard a good look.

Although Bolger's action was not very moral, as a team person, he couldn't watch his teammates get beaten, so the Wimbledon players also rushed forward, hoping to separate the opposing players.

It's just that when emotions are agitated, well-intentioned actions can also be seen as hostile behaviors, not to mention that some people's way of dealing with such conflicts is simple and rude - whoever has the biggest fist will be justified, fight first! If you dare to bully my teammates, I'll beat you up!

When he saw that his teammates had been beaten, he didn't care about persuading him here, so he ran over to find trouble with the beater.

It's snowballing, and more and more people are getting involved...... Philip Regren's players soon got together with those at Wimbledon, with the blue and white streams colliding and then entangled with each other.

When Chu Zhongtian rushed over to pull the rack, he was punched in the back of the head, and he was also kicked in the buttocks, which set him on fire with these two blows...... The game is playing so badly, seeing that the hope of winning is getting smaller and smaller, and if there is a draw here, it will be even further away from the top of the league, what about the gifts for Emily and Russell? What about your goals? What did you work hard for a season? He was already very irritable, but he was still controlling his emotions, and now that the situation was so chaotic, the unhappiness in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and it was surging out like a volcanic eruption.

Lao Tzu beats you turtle son!

He turned around and aimed at the nearest player to him, and punched him in the chest. I don't know if this person is the guy who beat Chu Zhongtian, anyway, it's the same for everyone - it's the grandchildren of Philim Regren!

The people in the core of the warband are fighting, while those who can't squeeze in outside are shouting, "Stop fighting!" Don't fight! ”

"Do you all want to be sent off?"

"Bastard!! Who still fights...... you! ”

"! Hit that kid! That's him! ”

"Whoa, whoa, oh, oh, kick him, yes, kick him in the ass!"

"Uppercut...... Pretty! ”

The atmosphere was not like a stadium but a country tavern, where a group of over-drunk peasants spat foul words and smothed the smell of smoky liquor, rolled up their sleeves, waved their fists, blushed and thick-necked.

To set the mood for the show, the Wimbledon fans in the stands let out loud boos and curses, raising their middle fingers into the stadium and spitting stars. The few security guards around the stadium were nervous - if this group of people were going to rush down to join the band, it would be their buddies, and it would obviously be the end of the mantis arm...... Fortunately, this group of fans just vented their addiction in the stands, and had no intention of actually jumping down to fight.

Chu Zhongtian was pushed away with only one punch, and he sat down on the ground as soon as he stumbled under his feet, and when he stood up and wanted to fight again, he found that he had been pushed down outside the battle group, and it was not easy to squeeze in again...... after "I lean on ......" came out, looking at the messy scene in front of him, he was a little sober, and knew that if he rushed in again, the yellow card would not be able to escape at least. But if he gets another yellow card, he will be automatically banned for one game for accumulating yellow cards...... He wasn't stupid, he shrunk his neck as soon as he realized it, and he didn't come up again. Just stood on the periphery and watched from afar, while praying that under the chaos just now, the referee did not have a sharp eye to find out about his beating behavior...... The referee kept blowing the whistle in his mouth and let out a piercing scream, and with the help of two assistant referees and other calm players, it was only then to pull the impulsive group away.

People from both teams were pulled into their respective teams, and the injured player from Philim Legren was also stretchered down. It's really pitiful, I don't know if this benevolent brother lying on the ground has been stepped on a few times in the conflict just now...... Those who haven't enjoyed it yet, glaring at each other across the referee, while others who are hot-headed and rushing over the addiction look at the referee worriedly, hoping that they will not be punished severely, especially if they have already been saddled with a yellow card.

Bolger could see that he knew he was going to be sent off, whether there was a fight or not - he had just taken advantage of the chaos to give a few punches to three players. Anyway, you have to be punished, so why don't you get more before you get off the field, elbow one, punch three, it's enough to get enough.

So when the referee showed him a straight red card, he wasn't surprised at all and he wasn't angry. He just pulled out the jersey that was tucked inside his shorts and turned around and walked off the court.

He knew that it was over, and he suddenly lost the fighting spirit and motivation to continue fighting.

Direct red card, two bans, if there is an additional penalty, then I don't know how many. Missing a game at a crucial time like this, he knows what that means.

Maybe he'll be sorry for the impulse when he calms down, but the damage to the team is irreparable.

Borger walked to the sideline with his head bowed, then walked straight to the dressing room. The Wimbledon fans in the stands didn't expect such a thing to happen, and they were a little silent for a while. Soon there was a boo, and then the boos rang out.

Chu Zhongtian looked up at the stands, not knowing whether these boos were the referee who sent off Boljie with a red card, or Boljie who was sent off with a red card...... In the end, Jorge was sent off with a straight red card, while two players from each side of the clash were booked, except that no one else was sent off. The captains of both teams were called together to receive a verbal warning from the referee, telling them to restrain their teammates and not to repeat similar incidents.

Chu Zhongtian didn't have a. The referee obviously didn't see the scene of him beating, but the shoe prints on his butt made him a "victim".

※※※ The game is back to work, Philim Legren is more aggressive, they know that Wimbledon is missing a man, and the mood is fluctuating, and this is a good opportunity to fight back. So the offensive on the flanks and in the middle was strengthened. Within five minutes, they had three shots in quick succession, one of which was in the box and came close to breaking Wimbledon goalkeeper Andy Brown. Bale is in goal...... Chu Zhongtian had already put the conflict just now behind him and defended wholeheartedly. In the seventy-fifth minute, Chu Zhongtian pushed down the opponent's team carrier and snatched the ball at his feet, and just as he was about to turn around and launch a counterattack, he heard the referee's whistle.

"Foul!" The referee quickly ran up to him and gestured to Wimbledon for a foul on the defender, who signalled for the attacker to take a free-kick.

Chu Zhongtian pointed at himself suspiciously, he felt that his move was a reasonable collision.

The referee nodded.

He wanted to argue with the referee, but just as he opened his mouth, he saw a scene that made him shiver - the referee then reached into his chest pocket!

Chu Zhongtian's pupils shrank all of a sudden!

One foul, one card?

When he saw the referee pull out the yellow card from his pocket, he suddenly and impulsively stretched out his hands and pressed them on the hand where the referee took out the card! Even he didn't know why he was doing this, could he hold down the referee's hands to make him not play?

"Don't give cards!" He exclaimed. "Don't give cards! I admit the foul, don't give cards! ”

The referee was taken aback by his action, and reflexively thought that he was going to beat himself, so he hurriedly stepped back to dodge Chu Zhongtian. As a result, the center of gravity was not adjusted well, and after mixing garlic under his feet, he took a few steps back, and sat down on the ground. Looking at it like this, it was as if Chu Zhongtian had impulsively pushed the referee just now.

Chu Zhongtian still maintained the posture just now, and looked at the referee sitting on the ground in a daze. He knew he couldn't escape this card...... The feeling that Borger had just felt floated in his heart - no matter what color the referee took out again, it was meaningless. Red card ban, yellow card automatic suspension...... ※※※ "What the fuck......" Eames covered his face off the field, and these two things that happened in five minutes were really a headache for him. Borger took the initiative to apply for a red card and left the field, not only could not play this game, but also the next two games. Now Chu Zhongtian will eat cards again, I don't know what color it is, but the result is the same, and he will definitely not be able to play in the next game.

With the two important players in attack and defense missing, how will the next game be played?

You must know that this game is played, and the next game will be a direct conversation with Wallingford, who is third in the league, and it will be a game worth six points!

Borger asked for it, but Chu Zhongtian is a "natural disaster"...... Damn, if you push someone, you will get a yellow card, then according to this standard, at this time, except for the goalkeepers of both sides, there should be no one else to stand on the field!

Eames really wants to curse, but he's a coach and he can't afford to lose his temper in front of the players, especially when this game doesn't know if it's going to be lost or won. He had to calm himself down...... ※※※ Chu Zhongtian did not escape the yellow card in the end. After the referee got up from the ground, amid the laughter and boos of the Wimbledon fans at the scene, he gave Chu Zhongtian a yellow card, which he had already held in his hands...... And he was merciful, he didn't change the yellow card back, and then took out a red card.

Chu Zhongtian stood stunned in place, as if there was nothing else on the court that could attract his attention.

Kevin. Cooper knows why Chu Zhongtian has such a performance, but he has to miss a key battle in the most critical time of the league championship, and in the absence of Russell and Bolger, he loses a defensive core, what does it mean, he is the captain. And Chu Zhongtian is a person with a strong sense of responsibility, which can be seen from his own initiative to ask for more practice shooting. In such a crucial game, he was absent and couldn't play, and the discomfort in his heart can be imagined.

But it's not okay to be stuck in such emotions all the time, the person who plays the ball must have a high psychological quality, and he is the defensive core of the team.

So he went up and pressed Chu Zhongtian's head with his hand, and said in his ear, "Your game is not over yet, Chu." ”

Chu Zhongtian's body was shocked, and he turned his head to look at his captain.

"Fifteen minutes left, not stoppage time." Cooper smiled at him.

After saying this, Cooper ran away, Chu Zhongtian looked at the back of the captain, slowly clenched his fists, and his eyes gradually became clear.

Yes, I'm not done yet!

I can't control what the next game will be, but it's not counting the fifteen minutes of stoppage time, I'm going to hold it firmly in my hands!

※※※ Originally, the Philim Legren team watched Wimbledon be sent off by a person, coupled with the fact that the most capable midfielder received a yellow card and looked depressed, all of which made them think that there was an opportunity. They intend to launch a final counter-attack in the last ten minutes of the game, and the battle will be successful, taking three points away from the road.

But Chu Zhongtian is still a headache for them in the midfield, he was not affected by the yellow card at all, and his performance was more positive and better, in the front of the Wimbledon penalty area in the middle of the field, it was completely Chu Zhongtian's domain, the physical confrontation did not prevail, predicted in advance and repeatedly performed miraculous feats, decisive and fierce style, but did not deliberately foul, so that the Philim Legren team wanted to get some free kicks in the danger zone could not get their wish, that push was really an accident...... No one knows which tendon is wrong in the referee's mind, so many fouls worse than Chu Zhongtian don't play cards, but once he pushes people, he remembers to take out a card...... As a result, Philim Legren's team could only play two flanks, which also made Wimbledon's defense much easier to deal with. Wimbledon's opponents are fully committed to letting go of the flanks because they don't have to worry that Wimbledon will open up the middle after losing Russell, while Wimbledon's teammates are able to deal with the opponent's wing attacks because they know that there is a reassuring guy in the middle.

Until the last second of the game, the Philim Legren team, who had the numerical advantage, could not open the Wimbledon goal.

But for the Wimbledon players, this is definitely not good news to celebrate. Because they didn't score either.

The match ended in a 0-0 draw.

When the game was over, Chu Zhongtian stood alone in place, looking a little dazed, and his brave appearance on the competition field was no longer visible. As soon as those three whistles sounded, he lost all power like a robot that had come to the end of a clockwork.

His job as a defensive midfielder is not to let the team lose, and he tries to do that. But he can't help this team win, and he can't do that task now.

Now they are seven points away from the league title and direct promotion places, and it seems that they are getting further and further away from going ashore......

(To be continued)