Chapter 37: The Best Rookie at Thirty (Seeking Follow-up)
The second half of the game was quickly underway, and the players from both sides were once again engaged in the battle.
Tottenham also played a relatively simpler game during this time, abandoning a lot of useless passing and receiving organisations.
They seem to have discovered that in a team like Leicester City, it is impossible to win by organization.
As a result, Son Heung-min began to break through on the wing, and Harry Kane received the ball more and turned directly to shoot from distance, threatening the door of Schmeichel's handle.
Alderweireld and Vertonghen are also more likely to be in the box from set-pieces, imagining headers into the back of the net.
Clearly, they've increased their efficiency and the break looks like it's close at hand.
But it also gave Leicester more opportunities to counter-attack.
Fifty-sixth minute of the game.
Leicester midfielder Danny Drinkwater was on the flank and stole the ball from Son Heung-min with De Laette.
"Bang!" Drinkwater played a long ball straight and headed for the empty right side of the field.
Chen Yufeng stood in place, his eyes were focused, and he stopped the ball first.
He's in good form in this game and he's going to use that power to try to assist and score goals again.
The system's mission is near, and he's looking forward to opening those two chests at the start of the season.
After stopping the ball, he saw Jamie Vardy at the back post.
Chen Yufeng stretched his body in place again, his big arm swinging behind him, and his right leg also swung towards the football.
The ball quickly rose off the ground and fell in front of Vardy.
"Bang!!"
Jamie Vardy's head quickly touched the ball and headed towards goal.
However, under the interference of Alder Weireld next to him, the quality of his ball top was not high, and it was easily pocketed by Lloris.
"Shet!"
Vardy, who had missed his chance, let out a let out a shout and rubbed his hair, as if in annoyance.
He also quickly gave Chen Yufeng a thumbs up, expressing the quality of the pass.
In the following time, Leicester City passed the ball to Chen Yufeng on the right as soon as there was a chance to counterattack.
On the one hand, Mahrez has been targeted too much, and it is really not easy to pass the ball in the past.
On the other hand, Chen Yufeng's efficiency is really high, as long as he sends a cross, the threat will never be less!
Look at the panic of the players in the Tottenham penalty area every time they face his pass, and then look at the worried faces of Pochettino on the sidelines!
Every Leicester player knows how to choose!
In this way, the time of the game passed minute by minute.
Ball after cross smashed into Tottenham's box, creating a lot of danger every time.
"Bang!"
Just after Alvireld barely cleared the ball again, he finally couldn't help it anymore and knelt on one knee uncomfortably, his hands on his hips and his head bowed.
He felt tormented, as if he had been tortured.
To be honest, he really didn't know how to defend anymore, and every time he crossed it, he was terrified.
As long as he and Vertonghen are not in good position and have a mistake that is not cleared, the opposition player will be able to complete the shot.
Once you shoot, the probability of scoring a goal is not low.
As for letting Ben Daviska cut off the line of passing to Chen Yufeng, that is also unlikely.
They are now behind and the opponent has been playing defensive counter-attacks, often playing more and playing less.
In this case, in every defense, they have no extra people to come out to mark people, and they can only stand on the defensive line and react recklessly.
'The characteristics he's showing now, with this team, it's a fucking fit, we don't have anything to do with it, every time we defend, it's a passive game.
Vertonghen walked over and helped Alderweireld up, wiped the sweat from his head, and sighed.
"Hmm."
Alderweireld spat and took a deep breath to adjust his condition and prepare to keep kicking.
Seventy-third minute of the game.
The last thing Tottenham wanted to see happened.
Chen Yufeng's constant threat disrupted the mentality of their defenders, and Riyad Mahrez on the left received the ball in a more comfortable position.
"Mahrez! He now faces Vertonghen, a one-on-one chance. ”
Near Tottenham's penalty line, Riyad Mahrez pounced on Vertonghen at high speed and made an inward cut.
In the panic, Vertonghen forgot that Mahrez was a left-footed player, and actually lost his center of gravity and stretched his foot to block.
A light smash sounded as Mahrez slid the ball away from Vertonghen and into the box.
He didn't wait for Alderweireld to come up and fired a left-footed volley into the far corner of the net!
Two to zero!
The Leicester fans were in a frenzy again, with Riyad Mahrez rushing to the sidelines to kneel in celebration, followed by Jamie Vardy and Chen Yufeng.
With a 2-0 lead at home, Tottenham are on the verge of beating the Paper Tiger!
'Riyad Mahrez scored a brace and I wonder if Leicester's first hat-trick of the season will come, so we're looking forward to it!'
"What a good goalscorer, Steve Walsh only paid 500,000 euros to bring him from Le Havre, which is a signing that is worth too many times more than money!"
Sina Sports commentator Zhan Jun happily broadcast for the fans, and Leicester City's pleasing counterattack still looked very comfortable.
Including Chen Yufeng in this team now, as long as Leicester City does not play his home team Liverpool, he hopes that Leicester City can win.
In the field.
"Stinky boy, you're going to be faster than me this season."
Jamie Vardy jumped on Riyad Mahrez's back and laughed, but judging by the look on his face, he was still very happy with his friend's goal.
"I'm going to steal your top scorer this season." Mahrez sighed with a smile.
"I'll give you the top scorer in the team, I'm going to try the Premier League Golden Boot."
Vardy also looked like a stinky fart, making Mahrez laugh again.
Chen Yufeng also walked over from behind at this time and high-fived and hugged the two.
His face was covered in sweat, and his body was about to reach a critical point.
But with the adrenaline on it, he hasn't reached a limit yet.
He also wants to impact again until it really can't be done, and then apply for a substitution with Ranieri.
"Yufeng, do you believe that I can score a hat trick in this game, or do you believe that he can win the Premier League Golden Boot this season."
Mahrez asked with a smile when he saw Chen Yufeng coming up.
"Of course I believe it." Chen Yufeng did not hesitate and joked: "I'll feed you both, hahaha, and then I'll be the best player of the season." ”
"It's a bit hard to be the best player, but you're in ...... form"
Vardy also has some humor, and he smiled: "I don't know if I can compete with those seventeen or eighteen-year-old children for the best rookie of the Premier League season." ”
"The best rookie in thirty? It seems to make sense, after all, he only made his debut this season, hahaha......" Mahrez chimed in.
"But, unfortunately, there are only the best young players, not the best rookie and the best veteran."
Vardy reminded again, "Yufeng has exceeded that limit. ”
"Best Veteran, Hahaha......"
The three of them laughed together, and when Shinji Oka came over, the four four major threat points in Leicester City's current team signaled to the fans on the sidelines.
They were presented to the fans in a relaxed and harmonious state, which raised everyone's expectations for them.
Yes, even against an upstart like Tottenham, they can still joke here, so what's not to try?