Fox in the Penalty Area

"Leeds City have two wins in a row for the first time this season under Tony Clarke and the morale is high. But Glamorgan from Cardiff is also tenacious. Obviously they want to take valuable away away. one cent……"

Sky TV announcer Cox's voice comes from speakers spread across the bar's four corners.

"They think beautifully!"

Immediately someone in the bar responded with cursing and cursing.

After 30 minutes of playing in the first half, the score was still 0:0. No wonder the people in the "White Rose" bar were a little impatient.

"That bastard Burrell, the one he made in the penalty area just now was definitely a foul! He did the same thing when he played against us in the British Championship. There were so many small moves! Damn, the referee just let it go, Since when did the FA allow blind men to enforce the Premier League?"

"Why doesn't the VAR referee come out at this time? We should at least have a penalty!"

Everyone complained about a controversial penalty just now.

When Charlie Potter made a cross from the wing, Houlay was knocked to the ground by Glamorgan centre-back Warren Burrell when he was trying to grab a point in the middle. At that time, Houlay raised his arm to signal a foul.

But the referee did not say anything, and the live broadcast did not immediately give the VAR referee's perspective.

This caused the dissatisfaction of these Leeds City fans in front of the TV.

And at the scene, huge boos broke out at that time.

Seeing that the referee didn't say anything, Hu Lai let the game continue, so he got up and re-entered the game.

Later, in the slow playback of the video, it can be seen that Hu Lai and the opposing central defender Burrell did have physical contact, but it is difficult to say that Burrell knocked Hu Lai on purpose, so it is reasonable for the referee not to call a foul. After all, football is not like those The rules clearly state that physical contact is prohibited in the penalty area, and physical confrontation is allowed. If every time there is a physical confrontation in the penalty area, whoever falls to the ground wins, then this game will be completely unwatchable.

When Burrell was fighting against Hu Lai, his arms were tightly clamped, and he didn't even shrug his shoulders. He overcame Hou Lai entirely by virtue of his superiority in physical strength.

Under such circumstances, it is not easy to say that he fouled.

Of course the fans don't care about this.

Leeds City fans believed that Burrell escaped because of the blindness of the referee, and they were right to think so, because Burrell did have a criminal record-two seasons ago,

The two teams met in the Championship. Burrell, who was playing for Glamorgan at the time, fouled in the penalty area and kicked down Leeds striker Sean Barnett. The video assistant referee didn't even notice this.

As a result, Leeds City lost the game away and almost ruined their hopes of promotion.

With this relationship, the fans of Leeds City are so upset.

You fucked us once back then, and you will come again this time?

David Miller listened to everyone's righteous indignation and cursed, watched his partners shake their fists at the TV screen and raised their middle fingers, and suddenly thought of what John said when he showed them the other day.

"It's fun to watch in front of the TV, and I want to go to the scene to greet Lancashire's mother."

That's how they are now, cursing around the TV, spitting out their saliva, and the Welsh people can't hear it... what's the use?

We are indeed supporting this team, but our support is not felt by the team.

We are indeed fighting side by side with the team, but our boos and shouts cannot affect the opponents on the field in the slightest.

David Miller was bored and had no interest in cursing opponents with the guys around him.

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"Bastard of Glamorgan! Your grandfather is here, and he can kick the ball here!"

"Did you come from Cardiff and come all this way to be a coward? My son's dick is bigger than yours, cowards!"

"Don't touch it, bastard! Can you play football?!"

"Go to hell! Burrell, I curse you! You dirty stupid dog! You are the shit I pulled out last night!"

...

In the North Stand, John Falkenham and his mates were spouting all the obscenities they could think of at the visiting Glamorgan players.

Regardless of the fact that there are two 14-year-old minors beside her...

He is enjoying the thrill of watching the game live and venting his emotions.

He really prefers this atmosphere.

Together with all the fans of the home team, put pressure on the players of the away team. Then I saw the players of the visiting team play abnormally and make mistakes amidst their boos and curses, and then gloated and laughed.

The Flanders Stadium is a professional football field without a runway. There is only an LED billboard between the first row of seats in the stands and the competition area, less than five meters away.

The words they swear in the stands can be heard by both players in the game.

The first lesson that every first-time professional player learns is that the voices of the fans must be automatically filtered out as noise, otherwise they will be easily provoked by the opposing fans, causing them to lose control of their emotions and make some harmful actions. own behavior...

In the last league game, when Leeds City played away to Burleigh, Hou Lai enjoyed similar treatment on the court, especially after he scored the first goal.

Burleigh fans tried to interfere with Holley.

But as a result of their increased scolding, Hu Lai scored another goal...scoring twice.

After that, Hu Lai was like stabbing a hornet's nest.

It's just that for Hu Lai, who has a big heart, such a soft scolding voice doesn't threaten him at all.

To put it bluntly, if they want to provoke Hu Lai, even if they use the weapon of "racial discrimination", it may not work against Hu Lai...

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Pete Williams was tackled to the ground by Burrell as his team fought back.

This time the referee's whistle finally sounded, not only giving Leeds a free kick in the frontcourt, but also giving Burrell a yellow card.

There were boos and curses against Burrell again in the stands.

Burrell didn't care at all, and ran back into his penalty area to defend.

Pete Williams sets up the football for a free kick.

Players from both sides in the penalty area were also crowded together.

Hu Lai was in the middle, followed by Glamorgan's players, who were still pulling his clothes with their hands.

Seeing this, Hu Lai smiled and said in English: "Brother, what's the use of you pulling my clothes? Do you think I am the one who can grab the ball among you with my small stature?"

The other party looked at him, didn't speak, and didn't let go of his hand.

Hu Lai continued: "If I were you, I would help your No. 5 to defend our captain. He can't stand up to our captain alone. You don't know, I was once hit by our captain in training It drove five meters and flew out sideways..."

"Shut up!" The other party finally couldn't stand Hu Lai chattering in his ear, and snorted coldly.

"I kindly remind you that if you are still like this, you are really kind enough to be a donkey's liver and lungs... Oh, do you know what a donkey's liver and lungs are? Donkey liver and lungs are just..."

Just as Hu Lai was talking, the referee's whistle sounded.

Hu Lai, who seemed to be planning to have a good chat with the opponent a second ago, suddenly rushed forward. The Glamorgan defender who was guarding him was stunned for a moment. up.

Then he chased after him, but Hu Lai suddenly stopped and turned around, passing him by, leaving him in the air!

Hu Lai went back again!

The defensive player also wanted to turn back and bumped into his teammate again.

"Hold!"

The teammate cursed because he lost his target because of it...

When there was chaos in front of the goal, at the front point, Leeds City's captain, high center forward Lorenzo was leaping high, while blocking Burrell behind him, facing the flying football... with a header!

The football flew to the back point!

Pointed behind the chaotic Glamorgan goal, suddenly a foot stretched out and volleyed the flying football into the air!

Before everyone could react, the football turned around and flew into the goal!

"Eh?!" Cox was stunned for a moment, and then shouted: "The goal has been scored! Leeds City broke the deadlock and led 1:0! The goal is..."

He paused because he didn't look too carefully just now.

But it doesn't matter, don't panic, because the person who scores the goal... will jump out by himself!

Sure enough, a figure rushed out from the crowd in front of the goal and ran towards the corner flag area.

"...Huh! Huh! Oh my God! That's unbelievable! Goals in three games in a row! Can you imagine, spectators? Can you imagine?! This is a team that just joined A month's worth of signings! In his third game for Leeds he's already scored... four goals!"

The Leeds City fans in the pub cheered collectively for the team's lead.

At this time, they were no longer like when Hu Lai scored the first goal, and they still had to argue about whether the goal was luck.

When a player has scored four goals in three games in a row, discussing the topic itself is pointless.

Even if he scored the goal by luck, so what? !

David Miller looked at the figure on the TV screen who jumped high, turned 180 degrees in the air, and landed on the turf with his legs spread apart, thinking of his initial evaluation of this person.

——The Chinese striker is just a tool for Ugg Hodge to cheat money from the pockets of the Chinese!

——It’s just a bright and beautiful advertising signboard!

David Miller raised his hand, not to cheer, but to stroke his bearded face.

He felt like he had just been slapped hard...

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"Hu Lai!! Perfect performance! After landing in the Premier League, he scored three consecutive games and scored four goals in three games! When he scored the first goal, we all thought he had made history...but we didn't expect it History has just begun! He is still writing a new history! One goal, two goals, three goals... four goals! This performance... is invincible!"

He Feng was screaming hoarsely, and Yan Kang beside him held his head in his hands: "I don't know what to say, I was frightened...Happiness came too fast and suddenly, I feel that I am not ready...I I know that Hu Lai is good at grasping scoring opportunities in front of the goal, but I always think that it is because in the Super League, our defense level was not good enough, and the overall level of the league was not high... But why is it the same when I went to the Premier League? What is it? Is the level of the Premier League not high enough, or is Hu Lai's level too high?"

"Of course my son has a high level!" Xie Lan in front of the TV waved his fist.

She and her husband had already returned to Jincheng from Dongchuan. The Spring Festival holiday was over long ago, and she resumed normal work. But tomorrow is Sunday, so even if today's game still kicks off at eleven o'clock in the evening Beijing time, she will still watch it in front of the TV with her husband.

And her waiting was not in vain, she successfully waited for her son's goal.

Then she turned to her husband and asked, "Old Hu, why do you think our son is so good? Four goals in three games!"

Hu Lixin sat next to her, very speechless, did not give any answer.

Because actually he doesn't know why.

Although this goal reflects his son's ability to run without the ball, having excellent running ability without the ball does not mean that he will definitely be able to score.

There are many elements between the two.

There is absolutely no way to score goals so easily in the Premier League with excellent off-the-ball running alone.

Although Hu Lixin had gradually accepted the fact that his son might be a genius, he still didn't expect his son to be so talented.

What a genius!