Charles." Philip was taken down, presumably until the end of the game before he was released.

It was a small episode on the pitch. This kind of naked running is not uncommon in world football, especially in English football. You must know that as early as 1981, there were streakers in sports events, the first time in rugby, and the first person to eat crabs was a woman - Erica. Roy. She has since been known to the British as the "Queen of Naked Running". Later, there were more streakers, and there were even people who made strapking as a profession and accepted sponsorship and support from various advertisers. Now TV broadcasters are smart enough to cut the camera to the spectator stand when they see a streaker appear, or to replay the previous highlights.

Therefore, Philip's naked running is nothing more than a "tribute to his predecessors", and no one pays too much attention to it.

Everyone was not too surprised, and after talking for a while, they turned their attention to the game again.

It's just that the Wimbledon players are still lingering, and they took advantage of the dead ball to surround Joe. Schilling.

"I hope you'd better explain what this is all about after the game, dead Jeep!"

Faced with the anger of his teammates, Joe. Shirin could only laugh.

"I think you all want Chu to score, don't you...... Ha! Ha ......"

He searched the crowd, hoping that someone would help him. But Andy. Neither Sullivan nor Chu Zhongtian was there.

Damn it! These two unrighteous bastards!

Just as he was scolding in his heart, he heard Chu Zhongtian's voice: "Okay, the game is still going on." Be careful not to let the referee think we're in the fight. ”

The voice relieved him, and everyone glared at Shirin and dispersed.

Xi Lin, who got rid of the crisis, let out a sigh of relief and patted Chu Zhongtian on the shoulder: "Good job, Chu!" I knew you wouldn't leave me! That damn Andy, who has become even more indifferent since he had a woman......"

"Anyway, if you deceive them, you have to learn a lesson."

"I'm all for you!"

"I didn't call you a liar......"

"Hey!" Shirin glared at the "ungrateful" man, turned and ran away.

※※※Charles. Philip's streaking interrupted the rhythm of North Glenford United's attack, and the referee ruled that the referee was in contention for the ball. The Wimbledon players still had the grace to kick the football big foot into the opponent's half, hand the ball to the opponent and then organize the attack.

Their actions drew applause from the stands.

Once North Grenford United got the ball, they were no longer polite and relaunched the attack.

Chu Zhongtian put aside the joy and excitement of scoring for the time being, he knew that the game was not over yet, and this goal was meaningless. His goal is only useful unless the game is won. If they lose the game at the end of the game, then no matter how many goals are scored, no matter how beautiful the goals are, there is no value in them.

The rain was still falling, and after nearly sixty minutes of play, the turf of the King's Ranch had been trampled so that it was impossible to see what it was. Large chunks of yellow-brown dirt were turned up and scattered all over the field, as if they had been plowed into ravines, all the result of the tackle.

Even in such a situation, Chu Zhongtian didn't have any scruples when defending, he didn't care how much mud would be on his body, he didn't care that every tackle would make sewage splash into his mouth, and he didn't care about things like cold showers in the locker room of the King's Ranch. Whenever someone tried to dribble past him, he would not hesitate to rush over and then take advantage of the slippery pitch to knock them over, and the referee would not normally blow a foul – he would think it was a slippery pitch.

※※※Is a two-goal lead enough?

It seems like enough is enough, but who would refuse more goals? So after solid defence, Wimbledon began to try more attacks, and they will be looking to beat Glenford United North in this game to vent the anger that has accumulated after being deceived by Schilling. They can't really beat Schilling that kid up, but they can smash the North Glenford United goal!

Russell raised his hand up front to ask for the ball, and he didn't care that he was following a North Glenford United player at the moment, he just wanted the ball and had to take the team's attack at his feet.

Seeing Chu Zhongtian score, he was a little stimulated.

Although he scored the first goal of the game, in terms of excitement, it was really far from Chu Zhongtian's long-range shot.

Alai. Russell was a proud man, and anyone who knew him well would think so. He came from a good family, he could have chosen not to take the football path, and with his family background, he might have succeeded more quickly if he had taken other paths. But he loves football and he has been a Wimbledon fan since he was a child, so when he became sensible, he chose to play for Wimbledon Juniors, believing that he had the talent to become a star of a generation.

If it weren't for his poor physical fitness and thin body, maybe he could really ...... Being so proud that a person is terminated by the club for fitness reasons must be a big blow. Thankfully, he's still playing, but in England's ninth tier, in a semi-professional team. From the ranks of the professional team to the semi-professional and semi-amateur team, it didn't affect Russell's pride - he was the most skilled player in the team, he was the team's offensive playmaker, he was the most handsome man in the team, and he was probably the richest player in the team...... See, there are so many reasons for him to be proud, why can't he be proud? After all, he was just a young man in his twenties.

Although he was defeated at the feet of Chu Zhongtian, and was once forced to be tied to Chu Zhongtian and subjected to all kinds of torture, this made him not proud during that time. But that doesn't stop him from being proud, it won't be shaken. He always believed that if his fitness had been better, there would be no more love for Joe in English football today. Kerr is glad they finally have a midfielder with great skill at his feet...... I'm the best!

In fact, Russell and Chu Zhongtian are both proud people, but the difference between them is that Russell always wants to improve on offense, while Chu Zhongtian pursues perfection in defense.

The advantage of this division of labor is that Russell will not be jealous of Chu Zhongtian's outstanding performance, because he is not good at defense, and he is the best in the team in the offensive field, which is enough, he doesn't want to be a court all-rounder. Even if Chu Zhongtian asked him to learn ball control skills, he didn't refuse, because he believed that Chu Zhongtian would not be able to surpass himself in attack no matter what. Even though the guy is hard working and smart, he learns things quickly.

But Chu Zhongtian's goal really made him feel a hint of threat...... It stands to reason that a person like him should not envy others, he has a good family background, talent, handsomeness, and a woman. But he just envied Chu Zhongtian, because Chu Zhongtian had everything he didn't have - good physical fitness, outstanding body, strong enough, explosive. What would he be like if all these things were given to him? At the very least, he should have scored his first goal in the Premier League, right?

He thought of eight months ago, on this field, the whole team went to Enfield Town to participate in the game, and he and Chu Zhongtian were left alone for special training because of their poor performance. At that time, Chu Zhongtian said a joking remark: "Then let's forget it." ”

Chu Zhongtian also envied his foot skills.

Of course, it is impossible to fit together, even if Russell is the head.

Russell decided to play better in this game to dilute the sense of threat that Chu Zhongtian had called him.

I'm not as good as you defensively, but here in offense, it's my turf! I'm the best!

※※※ Chu Zhongtian hesitated and did not pass the ball to Russell, which caused Russell to be very annoyed. Taking advantage of a dead ball, he ran up and asked, "Hey, mad dog, why didn't you pass the ball to me?" ”

Chu Zhongtian felt that his question was simply inexplicable: "There are two North Grenford United players next to you, and there is another one five meters in front of you. You're still raising your hands and yelling at me, fools know that you're a catch-up point here, and if I pass it, won't it be cut off? I'm not that stupid......"

He muttered and turned and ran back, it was time to defend.

Russell clenched his fists, he admitted that what Chu Zhongtian just said was correct, but who made him already a figure in the famous mixed county league? Wimbledon's opponents know that Wimbledon can keep winning because they have a few super strong personalities - top scorer and captain Kevin Brown. Cooper, the second-leading scorer and former Chelsea player, Joe. Schilling, as well as his professionally trained striker in the ranks of the Wimbledon Pro Club. Russell.

Why is there no Chu Zhongtian? Because Chu Zhongtian missed all the games held by the team in midweek, he didn't attract much attention.

Now there is only one way for Russell to get rid of the other party's entanglement, and that is to apply to be substituted himself. But there is absolutely no way for him to do this, and not only that, if the manager is to change at this time, he will be dissatisfied.

※※※ "Terry. Ingrid looked at his watch, "Sixty minutes have passed, consider replacing Russell, he is very closely guarded by the opponent, there is no chance." ”

Eames nodded. "You're right, Nicky. Went to Sidwell to warm up, and after five minutes we brought Russell off, and he really needed a good rest. ”

Ingrid walked to the bench and waved to Sidwell, who was chatting with his companion on the bench: "Sidwell, hurry up and warm up." ”

Plum. Sidwell (lee_sidwell) is also the team's defensive midfielder, and when Chu Zhongtian can't play, he starts - usually in midweek, except for this time, Chu Zhongtian must be the main player who can't be beaten.

Replacing a midfielder and adding a midfielder, Eames looked intent on holding on to the two-goal lead, and he was happy with the 3-1 scoreline.

※※※ There may be people who are not satisfied, very dissatisfied.

Russell kept going back and forth in the front court, and this time he didn't raise his hand to ask for the ball, which would be too easy for opponents to notice. He just kept running, not caring about the dwindling physical strength.

He hoped that Chu Zhongtian and the rest of his teammates would be able to see him, and when he ran to an open space, he would pass the ball and give it to him to reorganize the attack.

He hated the rain, and he hated the terrible pitch even more, because it took away his organising powers, the football was always flying in the air, and he couldn't do anything down there but with his neck up.

Damn long pass rush hanging! Why am I not Brazilian, but I was born in England?

This is Russell's complaint.

Bolger now has the ball, and Russell has told him before that he wants to pass the ball to himself as much as possible. As his best friend, Bolger knew why Russell was doing this. Chu had just scored a goal that made the whole court boil and would be discussed until the evening, how could the proud Russell make Chu Zhuan beautiful?

As a friend, he had to help Russell achieve that goal – to make him the most visible player on the pitch again.

He glanced ahead, Russell was running diagonally from the middle to the wing, while the North Glenford United full-back was being ripped out because he was being ripped out, and it was an empty space. Although Russell was followed by a North Glenford United player, it was a real attacking opportunity. Bolger believes in Russell's skills, and if he is just a defensive player, he can easily shake it off.

Bolger pushed the ball straight out, bypassed the full-backs who were guarding the inside line, and rolled to the right side of the penalty area, where Russell received the ball just in time.

Watching the football roll towards him, Russell did not stop directly, he knew very well that in such an environment, in such a place, once the ball was stopped, it meant that there was no hope of this attack into the penalty area, and then he could only protect the football, attract the opponent's fullback back to defend, and then pass the ball to Bolger, and the opponent's defensive formation was also rearranged.

Attacking is all about surprise, especially on the edge of the box. Those strong teams can grind slowly with their opponents outside the 30-meter area, passing back and forth, looking patient and not in a hurry at all. But once they find the gap in the opponent's defense line, they will suddenly speed up and make a fatal direct pass, straight into the opponent's henchman!

This is the offense Russell wants, and he hates tepid offenses. He likes to be surprised!

Russell leaned sideways to the touchline while blocking the other with one hand, pushing the player who came up to him in a gesture to protect the ball. The opponent believed it and slowed down, on the one hand, to avoid fouling the opponent in this place to give the opponent a free kick, on the other hand, his feet were too slippery, he was afraid that he would rush too fast and lose his center of gravity and fall to the ground.

As the ball rolls over, Russell suddenly stomps on the ball with his right foot and flicks it to the left side of his body...... At the same time, he gently pushed the opposing player, and his feet suddenly started and went around from the outside!

The opposing player didn't expect Russell to suddenly start passing, and he was pushed by Russell, so he wanted to start chasing again, but he lost his center of gravity and slipped to the ground.

"Pretty!"

The fans in the stands cheered and cheered incessantly, because Russell had already dribbled into the box!

"Oooo Russell! Give them some color and voila! ”

There was a loud shout from someone in the stands.

The opposing central defender saw Russell break through his teammate's defense so easily, and hurriedly rushed up to fill the position, this time he couldn't be passed by the opponent, even if it was a tackle...... Russell didn't mean to pass the ball, although Kevin Brown. Cooper and Joe. Schilling's position is very good, but he just lowered his head and took it into the penalty area, and he had already thought about what to do next - the opponent's second central defender will definitely come to fill the position, as long as he makes a feint to shoot, he will definitely be able to deceive the opponent to put the shovel, and then he will stop and dodge, and then shoot with his feet, he will definitely be able to score!

It's the perfect plan.

Russell is confident in his possession of the ball, believing he can dodge tackles from tight limits while still setting the stage for his own shots.

That's it!

He picked up his left foot and made a gesture to shoot, only to see that the opponent's central defender obediently flew in and shoveled, and was about to stop his shot.

But this was just a feint, and after Lasse picked off his left foot, he only pulled the ball back a little bit, so that the opponent's tackle leg just grazed the ball.

It was supposed to be like this.

But just as Russell was doing this, his right foot, his supporting foot, slipped under his feet...... His center of gravity suddenly leaned forward, and his left foot naturally couldn't pull the football back obediently, but the opponent's fierce flying tackle had already arrived...... North Glenford United's No. 4 centre-back is over 1.9 meters tall and weighs more than 180 pounds, and his momentum from sprinting and then flying tackles should not be underestimated. Russell, who didn't have time to dodge, was even dribbling the ball and was pretended to be out of the bottom line by the opponent, and he didn't stop until he hit the billboard.

It was a violent collision, splashing muddy water until they hit the billboard. Where the two people collided, the mud was flying and embarrassed.

The referee's whistle sounded, and looking at his gestures, he finally pointed to the penalty spot!

Penalty kick!

The foul North Grenford United's No. 4 player got up from the ground angrily after seeing the referee's cleanup, and rushed to the referee to theorize.

Russell, who was lying next to him, didn't get up with him, maybe he was tired?

No.

"Hey, Alai! We finally got a penalty, and ......" Borger ran up to get his friends up, but he was surprised to see a scene:

His best friend curled up in the muddy water, holding the knee of his right leg with one hand and the ankle of his left foot with the other, his eyes closed and his expression pained, his mouth wide open but unable to say a word.

"Heavenly ...... Oh, my God! Alai! Borger pounced, kneeling in the muddy water, and turned to the nearest person next to him for help: "Call the stretcher, he's injured!" ”

The Wimbledon players didn't bother to celebrate the penalty and ran to Russell and Bolger, who were lying on the sidelines.

"What happened?"

"What's wrong?"

Eames also stood up from his seat, and he waved to the team doctor. The stadium staff carried a stretcher behind the team doctor and ran onto the field, slowing down as they got to Russell on the track to avoid slipping under their feet.

"Let one go, let one go." The team doctor cut through the crowd and squeezed in.

"He's hurt, he's hurt!" When Borger saw the team doctor rushing in, it was as if he had found a savior, and the team doctor who was pulling him kept shouting.

"Okay, okay, I know, it's okay now...... "The team doctor habitually comforted Borger as he pulled Russell's hand away from his ankle.

There were several red marks on the ankles, which were left by the studds of the opponent's shoes. The team doctor reached for a pinch, and Russell immediately let out a scream. He quickly withdrew his hand.

Then he pulled away the other hand that was covering his knee.

There's nothing to see there, but the same pinching of Russell cries out in pain.

The team doctor waved to the four people behind him: "Carry him down." ”

"How's Alai?" Borger asked with concern.

The team doctor shook his head: "I don't know, I need further examination, but he can't play this game." ”

"Hell......" Borger whispered, "that foul bastard!" He turned around suddenly, only to be overshadowed by Kevin. Cooper hugged him.

"Calm down, blog! It was just an accident! ”

Borger looked at captain Kevin. Cooper.

"Nobody wants that to happen, but the game goes on."

Bolger lowered his head, and Cooper found that the person in his arms had softened, knowing that he would not go to trouble the other party's No. 4 again, so he let go.

A minute later, Sidwell ran onto the pitch while Russell was still on a stretcher, surrounded by the team doctor, head coach and assistant coach.

"How's it going?" Ingrid asked anxiously. Russell is so important to the team that if he misses a few games due to this injury, it will be a big loss for Wimbledon, who are chasing the top spot in the league...... The team doctor just shook his head: "I don't know, I have to go to the hospital for an examination before I can make a decision." ”

Eames nodded: "Just send it to the hospital, give the hospital a call." ”

Ten minutes later, Wimbledon had a 4-1 lead over North Glenford United. Cooper scored the penalty that injured Russell, but there was little celebration after the goal.

Now the fans are continuing to sing and cheer for the team.

They see a lot of injuries and no one thinks it's a big deal, they think that if they miss a week at most, the brave Russell will be back on the pitch.

Chu Zhongtian heard the unique siren sound of an ambulance outside the stadium, from far to near, from small to loud, and then the alarm disappeared, and after a few minutes, it sounded again, and it had changed from big to small, from near to far......

(To be continued)