The best player of the 2007 European Youth Championship, he joined La Liga giants Real Madrid for 14 million euros, and the promising Dutch star.

This is what Drenthe evaluated in world football seven years ago.

For this reason, Real Madrid abandoned academy player Juan Mata in the summer of '07, and the latter, in a fit of rage, moved to Valencia.

However, Drenthe's growth did not go as smoothly as expected.

Successive Real Madrid coaches have not been able to find a suitable position for the European Youth Championship MVP.

Playing as a winger, his breakthrough ability and team awareness are not enough.

Playing at the back, poor positional sense and defensive awareness, is a ticking time bomb at the back.

He and the Brazilian defender Marcelo, who joined at the time, can be described as the sleeping dragon and phoenix among Real Madrid's full-backs, and they were both collectively booed by the Bernabeu fans.

The trigger that really led Drenthe to leave Real Madrid was in the match against Barcelona National Derby, when he played as a left winger and hit a one-on-one goal, which led to Real Madrid's final 0-2 defeat.

Faced with the boos of the fans and the mental pressure, Drenthe actually begged the manager not to send him to play and left Real Madrid after three years.

Whether it was Hercules or Everton, Drenthe performed well, but the discipline problem became a big factor in his progress.

After a short stay at Spartak Vladikavkaz, he opted to join Championship side Reading.

The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and from La Liga to the Championship, the speed advantage that Drenthe has relied on to make a name for himself has not completely disappeared.

After joining Reading, Adkins put him on the wing, using his pace and crosses to tear apart opposition defences.

Reading had no qualms after learning that they had replaced Jamie Vardy with an Under-21 youngster, with the two wing-backs bold enough to press forward and put pressure on Leicester's penalty area.

After Drenthe came on, he was very active on the right flank, and although he lacked the ability to cut inside, he made Leicester City's defenders very uncomfortable as long as he broke through with the ball.

[During this time, Reading's offensive has risen, and it seems that they are not willing to accept a draw. With Jamie Vardy's departure, Reading went from being a mid-table team to a strong team in the race for a place in the Premier League. 】

The commentator began to get excited after seeing the pace of the game increase, and did not forget to joke about the Reading team, which had been shrinking on the defense.

In his opinion, instead of defending, it is better to attack boldly, which is like a strong conversation for a place in the Premier League.

Pearson was also nervous after seeing his opponent attack, and Vardy held on for a full 80 minutes with an injury, his leg muscles were already starting to ache, and he soon could not continue running.

But Jamie Mannie did his job well, and he was on the pitch for a moment to limit Reading's counter-attack.

What Pearson didn't expect was that the draw could not satisfy Adkins, and Reading chose to launch a crazy comeback in the last ten minutes.

Rossi came on and partnered veteran Phillips up front, with Riyad Mahrez dropping back into wing-back to form a 3-5-2 formation.

In the face of a tightly defended formation, the experience and running awareness of the veteran Phillips may be more effective than Nugent.

The most important thing is who can give him a high-quality ball behind him.

Is it Mahrez?

Or Drinkwater?

Reading pressed down the flank, forcing Leicester's midfield to drop back to defence, resulting in a disconnect in midfield.

Whether it's Rossi or Phillips, it's hard to get the ball.

The disconnect in midfield also led to a passing error for Leicester City.

After Drinkwater's pass was cut off by Reading's Legwood, the front trio was cleverly forward.

If it weren't for captain Morgan sitting at the back and clearing the ball off the line, Drenthe's cross would have caused danger in front of goal.

[It's so exciting, if Reading had played like this in the first half, they would have scored a goal a long time ago.] 】

The narrator also spoke up to Adkins.

As the game was about whether the team could participate in the play-offs, Adkins was too cautious and was deceived by the opposing manager with an injured Vardy for a full 80 minutes.

After this wonderful counterattack, the long-suppressed Reading fans erupted in applause to build momentum for the team.

Adkins seemed to have a thousand gullies in his chest, and with a wave of his hand, he commanded the corner kick attack.

He had a hunch that the goal was coming soon.

Drenthe's corner was passed in front of goal, and Reading centre-forwards Poglebnyak and Morgan were unable to fully reach the ball after a fierce physical confrontation.

The ball instead leaked to Pierce of the Reading team at the back post.

The person in charge of marking him was De Laette, who had been defending for a full 86 minutes, and his concentration had dropped significantly, and he was grabbed into a favorable position by the opponent without checking for a while.

Although he struggled to pull on the opponent's clothes and did not hesitate to foul to stop it, Pierce, who was a centre-back, had a thick skin and resisted the pull and pushed the ball into the goal.

Goalkeeper Kasper Schmeichel was unresponsive.

【GOAL！！！！ 】

[Reading finally scored through a corner kick opportunity.] Before that, they held for a full 86 minutes. 】

[How did I survive these 86 minutes, I believe the fans at the scene will have a deeper understanding than me. 】

[But now, they can vent their depression for 86 minutes, and they are also qualified to vent, this goal is a quasi-lore. 】

Adkins threw his arms up and rushed into the stadium to celebrate with his teammates.

It was not only an important goal, but it was also very relieving.

There were bursts of singing in the stadium, which was the shouts of the fans celebrating the impending victory, and the team flag in their hands was held high, forming a sea of blue and white.

The Leicester players hung their heads like defeated roosters.

Conceding a goal in the final moments of the game, it was already difficult to equalize.

Miracles don't come easily.

The game continues.

Kevin Phillips gave the ball to Rossi, who passed it back to the midfielder and ran forward.

After Rossi came on the court, he rarely had a chance to get the ball under the heavy pressure of the opponent.

In the face of Reading's defence, Leicester City could only threaten the goal directly through long passes.

However, the veteran Phillips is only 170cm tall, and it will be very difficult to compete for the top.

Although Rossi is 180cm tall, the two central defenders in the Reading team are close to 190cm tall, and in front of them, Rossi looks a little weak.

Mahrez's two crosses were cleared and Leicester had nothing to do.

Pearson also kicked the water bottle on the ground in anger, venting his anger.

Two adjustments on the front line were failures.

As the fourth official lifted the stoppage time card, it read, three minutes.

For three minutes, Rossi looked at the glare of the timer and the confused eyes of his teammates.

The rumbling cheers in my ears disappeared into the distance like a train that was fading away.

For three minutes, you can patiently organize an attack and have a chance to form a dangerous shot.

At least, in three minutes, something to do.

Consciousness returned to the altar, and Rossi clearly heard the cheers of the home fans in his ears again.

After Drinkwater won the ball in midfield, he saw the blocked passing route and appeared a little hasty and hesitant.

It was his misplaced pass that led to a corner kick and broke the deadlock.

"Pass it over!"

Rossi yelled and pulled back from the forward line to get the ball.

Seeing that there were vacant teammates, Drinkwater couldn't wait to hand over this hot potato to Rossi as if he had found a savior.

With the score leading, Reading did not take the initiative to steal, and Rossi took the ball and took a few steps to distribute it to Mahrez on the wing.

He didn't have the ability to break through with the ball and could only hope for Mahrez.

Once the ball is pushed into the Reading half, there is still a chance.

"Marseille slalom!"

This is Rossi's last trump card.

If he can get the ball in the heart of the opponent, with his current dribbling skills of 80 points, he will definitely attract more than two defenders.

The 'Marseille slalom' can help you get out of your defence, pass the ball to Big Brother up front, or shoot yourself.

Isn't that the opportunity coming?

As for whether Phillips can run out of the open space.

In the intra-team competition, he and Phillips partnered up front, and they established a bit of a tacit understanding.

It was this tacit understanding that was his chance to turn defeat into victory in the end.

However, Mahrez, who had been attacking the Reading defence throughout the game, no longer had any extra stamina, and after shaking off a defender, his movements were uncoordinated.

Under the interference of the defenders, he lost his center of gravity and was about to fall to the ground.

As long as the tackle is successful, the ball goes to Reading, who can slowly pass away time by possessing the ball until the end of the game.

However, Mahrez reached out first and stabbed the ball forward before he fell to the ground.

Rossi, who had been waiting for a long time, successfully countered offside and ran in the direction of the ball rolling.

However, the pass was too far to the left, and although Rossi ran out of position, the ball was just outside the box, enough for the defender to fill in in time.

And the passing force was too great, and the ball rolled towards the bottom line near the penalty area.

With Rossi's speed, it seemed a little too late to save the ball.