Volume 1: Playing football with me will break your legs Chapter 66 Are you Mr. Hat Trick?
"boom!"
The King's Turf Stadium seemed to be ignited in an instant, and the fans in the stands were all ecstatic!
The team they supported regained control of their opponents in the 85th minute. The strong team from the fourth place in the Premier League is now in desperate situation!
"This guy... is so powerful!"
In the main stand, Mike Taylor, vice president of the Madness Supporters Association, muttered to himself, then he jumped up, waved flags high with other fans, and sang "Lee Polo's Song" loudly:
"Oooh~ If you dare to come one-on-one, he will break your damn legs!"
Accompanied by warm cheers, Li Polo rushed out of the penalty area directly from in front of the goal and kicked a Bruce Lee-style tornado kick towards the corner flagpole that was trembling in the wind!
With a loud "snap", the fragile corner flagpole broke!
He opened his arms towards the main stand and enjoyed the even more enthusiastic cheers from the fans:
"Viva, Polo!"
"Hail, Polo!"
…
Ronald Koeman bit his lips tightly, his face showing an uncertain expression.
He still had one substitution slot in his hand, but there was nothing good on the bench that could turn the tide.
Due to rotation and rest considerations, the team's trusted player and top scorer Pelle was not included in the roster for this game. At this moment, he is probably enjoying the bliss of heaven with his wife Varga in his warm home. He could never have imagined that his team would be in a tough battle against an English League Two team!
[Forget it, forget it ! ]
A voice emerged from the bottom of his heart.
Once this sound was heard, he could no longer calm down.
[It’s just the League Cup. What’s the big deal if I give it up…]
[The prize money for winning is only 1 million, no one really needs this 1 million, right? ]
[Even if we win today and advance, the next round's opponent will be either Liverpool, Tottenham or Chelsea. It would be better to save some time and energy and focus on one league event...]
His assistant coach and biological elder brother, Erwin, was standing next to him, watching his younger brother lying motionless and in a trance.
But time did not stop because Coman fell into thought.
The head coach of the leading team, Adre, was extremely nervous. He and Cox stood in the command area, using constant shouting and gestures that they themselves could not understand to convey their intentions to the players on the field.
"Keep calm and defend the penalty area!"
The players of the Madison Square Garden who are playing in the English League Two are much more scoundrels than the Premier League stars. In the 87th minute, Madison midfielder Porter accidentally fell to the ground in a 50-50 fight. He immediately covered his knee and wailed in pain, making people even think that he would be sent to the ICU for emergency treatment immediately.
Team doctor Douglas trotted over and pretended to treat the patient for a full minute before waving his hand and saying to the referee:
"His injury is a bit serious, but we have no substitutions available."
Porter immediately showed his strong will to stay on the front line despite the minor injury:
"Team doctor, I can still hold on! Just give me some pain-relieving spray!"
The referee, who was used to seeing big storms, waved his hand impatiently:
"Hurry up and stand up! Your acting is terrible!"
…
The five-minute injury time did not allow Southampton to change the score. The Saints, who were missing one man, collapsed physically in the final moments and almost let Aziz succeed in a sneak attack.
"Drip, drip, drip~~~"
After hearing three whistles, Adre finally felt relieved and relaxed.
He immediately ran to the visiting team's bench and extended his right hand to the opposing coach with a smile.
Although he was very happy in his heart, he didn't dare to laugh too hard on the surface, for fear that his opponents would think he was uncultured.
Coman smiled bitterly, shook his head, and shook hands with him:
"Your team was outstanding and I lost miserably."
"thanks, thanks."
Adley couldn't hide his smile.
The opponent is a super star in Dutch football!
Although he is slightly less famous than Manchester United coach Van Gaal, he is also a top superstar who has won the Grand Slam of honors!
Adley's legs felt numb and he almost fell to his knees. Fortunately, Cox reached out and supported him.
"Dude, if you want to kiss the turf, you can go to our side!"
…
"Viva, Polo!"
"Viva, Polo!!"
"Viva, Polo!!!"
Gradually, only one voice remained in the sky above the entire stadium.
Although they are only a lowest-level professional team, their fans do not necessarily understand football.
They can see who is the key man in this game who can stabilize the defense and stand up and make the final decision in critical moments!
Amid the cheers of nearly 5,000 people, Li Polo ran to the referee team who were lined up waiting to shake hands. He pointed at the game ball and smiled at the referee.
The referee didn't think much about it and handed it to him directly, even saying something encouraging:
"Well done young man. I think we'll see you heading the ball in higher-level competitions soon."
Li Polo took the ball with his left hand and shook hands with him with his right hand:
"Thanks."
After the player turned around and left, a linesman reminded him:
"He didn't score a hat trick, we shouldn't have awarded him the match ball!"
The referee slapped his forehead:
"Why are you telling me this now? I always remember...he scored three goals!"
…
With a hat trick of 2 shots and 1 own goal, Li Polo was unsurprisingly elected MVP of the League Cup. When he returned to the locker room, he was sprayed with all kinds of beer by his excited teammates.
Cox glanced at the statistics in his hand and whispered to Adley:
“This guy’s goal tally…has already tied Akinfenwa’s.”
Adley was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud:
"I signed him because of his heading ability, didn't I? Now he's scoring goals one after another, doesn't that just prove that I have a sharp eye?"
Cox curled his lips and said in a small teasing tone:
"Being thick-skinned is also a necessary condition for a head coach!"
Adre glared at the assistant, cleared his throat, and said to the players who were still celebrating:
"Sorry, sorry, boys, I have to interrupt your party. We still have one last league game before Christmas. I hope everyone can maintain today's form and let us celebrate Christmas with a winning streak!"
…
Four days later, on December 20, Wimbledon faced 19th-ranked Mansfield Town at home in the 21st round of the league.
Adley's words came true.
The Crazy Gang not only maintained the same status as four days ago, but even maintained the score!
3:2!
Not only that, even the game process was copied directly!
The two forwards Aziz and Connolly who were in the starting rotation established a two-goal lead for the team in the first half, but the opponent scored two goals in a row within 15 minutes in the second half.
At one point, boos from fans were heard at the King's Meadow!
[Come on, the opponent is just a relegation team ranked last. Even if we are just rotating the lineup, we shouldn't be so embarrassed! ]
Li Polo, who was originally preparing to rest, had to go into the game to help the team stabilize its defense.
He originally wanted to join in the attack, but when his teammates in the frontcourt saw his eager look, they immediately started to fight as if they were cuckolded. Aziz directly performed the first time in his life by dribbling past three people and scoring!
Aziz, who scored twice and was named the best player of the match, smiled like a villain:
"You still want to score a goal? I won't give you a chance to show it!"