"Leeds City, under the leadership of Tony Clark, won two consecutive games for the first time this season, and the team's morale is high. But Glamorgan from Cardiff are also tenacious. Obviously, they want to take away valuable away games.
One point..."
The voice of Sky TV commentator Cox came from the speakers located in the four corners of the bar.
"They think beautifully!"
Someone in the bar immediately responded to Cox's words with curses.
Thirty minutes into 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, what he did in the penalty area just now was definitely a foul! He was like this when we played in the British Championship, there were so many little tricks! Damn it, the referee let it go just like that.
When did the FA allow a blind man to officiate in the Premier League?"
"Why doesn't the VAR referee come out at this time? We should at least have a penalty kick!"
Everyone was complaining about a controversial penalty on the court just now.
Charlie Potter made a pass from the wing. When Hulay was grabbing the ball in the middle, he was knocked to the ground by Glamorgan center back Warren Burrell. At that time, Hulay raised his arm to signal a foul.
However, the referee did not say anything, and the live broadcast did not immediately provide the VAR referee's perspective.
This caused dissatisfaction among the Leeds City fans in front of the TV.
At the scene, huge boos broke out.
Hu Lai saw that the referee didn't say anything and just let the game continue, so he had to get up and get back into the game.
Later, in the slow playback of the video, you can see that there was indeed physical contact between Hulay and the opponent's center back Burrell, but it is difficult to say that Burrell knocked over Hulay on purpose, so it makes sense that the referee did not call a foul. After all, football is not like those
The rules clearly state that physical contact is prohibited in the penalty area, just like sports, physical confrontation is allowed. If every physical confrontation in the penalty area benefits from whoever falls to the ground, then the game will be completely unwatchable.
When Burrell was fighting Hu Lai, his arms were tightly clamped and he didn't even shrug his shoulders. He relied entirely on his superior physical strength to overturn Hu Lai.
Under such circumstances, we cannot easily call him a foul.
Of course the fans don't care about this.
Leeds City fans believe that Burrell escaped because the referee was blind, and they are right to think so, because Burrell does have a criminal record - two seasons ago, the two teams played
During a confrontation in the English Championship, Burrell, who was playing for Glamorgan at the time, committed a foul in the penalty area and kicked down Leeds City forward Sean Barnett. As a result, both the referee and the VAR video assistant referee were in trouble.
Didn't notice this.
As a result, Leeds City lost the away game, almost ruining their hopes of promotion.
Because of this connection, Leeds City fans are so unhappy.
You fucked us once back then, are you coming again this time?
David Miller listened to everyone's indignant curses, looked at the way his friends waved their fists at the TV screen and raised their middle fingers, and suddenly thought of what John said when he showed off his cards to them that day.
"As much fun as watching it in front of the TV, I want to be there to greet Lancashire mothers."
They are like this now, cursing around the TV and drying up their saliva, and the people in Wales can't hear it... What's the use?
We are indeed supporting this team, but the team cannot feel our support.
We are indeed fighting side by side with the team, but our boos and yells cannot affect our opponents on the field at all.
David Miller felt bored and had no interest in cursing his opponents with the guys around him.
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"Bastard of Glamorgan! Your grandpa is here and can kick the ball over here!"
"You came all the way from Cardiff just to be a coward? My son's penis is bigger than yours, cowards!"
"Don't do 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!"
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In the North Stand, John Falkingham and his friends were spewing all the curse words they could think of and venting them on the visiting Glamorgan players.
Not caring at all that there were two 14-year-old minors around him...
He is fully enjoying the pleasure of watching football live and venting his emotions.
He really prefers this atmosphere.
Together with all the home team fans present, they put pressure on the away team players. Then they saw the away team players perform abnormally and make mistakes amid their boos and yells, and then burst into gloating laughter.
Flanders Stadium is a professional football stadium with no runway. The first row of seats in the stands and the competition area are only separated by an LED billboard, less than five meters apart.
The words they cursed in the stands could be heard by the players on both sides during the game.
The first lesson that every first-time professional player learns is probably that he must automatically filter out the fans' voices as noise. Otherwise, he will easily be instigated by the opponent's fans, causing him to lose control of his emotions and do things that are harmful to others.
own behavior...
In the last league game, when Leeds City played Burley away away from home, Hulay enjoyed similar treatment on the court, especially after he scored the first goal.
Burley fans tried to disrupt Hulay.
But the result of their intensified scolding was that Hu Lai scored another goal... scored twice.
After that, Hu Lai was like poking a hornet's nest.
But for Hu Lai, who has a big heart, such soft curses are not threatening to him at all.
To put it bluntly, if they want to anger Hu Lai, even if they bring up "racial discrimination" weapons, they may not be able to use it against Hu Lai...
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Pete Williams was tackled to the ground by Burrell during the team's counterattack.
This time the referee's whistle finally sounded, not only giving Leeds City a frontcourt free kick, but also giving Burrell a yellow card.
There were boos and curses directed at Burrell again from the stands.
Burrell looked completely unconcerned and ran backwards into his penalty area to prepare for defense.
Pete Williams sets up the football for a free kick.
Players from both sides were also crowded together in the penalty area.
Hulay was in the middle, followed by Glamorgan players, who were tugging at his clothes.
When Hu Lai saw this, he smiled and said in English: "Brother, what's the use of pulling on my clothes? Do you think my small body is the one who can steal the ball among you?"
The other party looked him up and down, didn't say anything, and didn't loosen his grip.
Hu Lai continued: "If I were you, I would help your No. 5 guard our captain. He can't stand up to our captain alone. You don't know, I was once hit by our captain during training.
Drive five meters and fly sideways..."
"Shut up!" The other party finally couldn't stand Hu Lai chattering in his ear anymore and snorted coldly.
"I kindly remind you that you are still like this. You really mean to treat donkey liver and lungs... Oh, do you know what donkey liver and lungs are? Donkey liver and lungs are..."
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. He was not paying attention, and before he could use his hands hard, Hu Lai broke free.
Already.
Then he chased after him again, but Hu Lai suddenly stopped and turned around, passing him by, making him miss!
Hu Lai clicked back again!
The defensive player also wanted to turn back and bumped into his teammate again.
"Hold!"
His teammates cursed because he also lost track of his target...
When there was chaos in front of the goal, at the front point, Leeds City's captain and high center forward Lorenzo was leaping high, blocking Burrell behind him, facing the flying football... and flicking the header!
The football flew to the back point!
Behind the chaotic Glamorgan goal, suddenly a foot stretched out and volleyed the flying football!
Before anyone could react, the football turned around and flew into the goal!
"Eh?!" Cox was stunned for a moment, and then shouted: "The goal is scored! Leeds City broke the deadlock and led 1:0! The scorer was..."
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 right away!
Sure enough, a figure rushed out from the crowd in front of the goal and ran towards the corner flag area.
"...Hu! It was Hu who scored the goal! My God! This is incredible! Scored in three consecutive games! Can you imagine, spectators? Can you imagine?! This is a team that just joined the team
One month new signing! In his third game for Leeds he has already scored... four goals!"
The Leeds City fans in the bar cheered collectively for the team's lead.
At this time, they were no longer like when Hulay scored the first goal, and they were still debating whether the goal was luck.
When a player scores four goals in three consecutive games, there is no point in discussing the topic.
Even if he scored the goal by luck, so what?!
David Miller looked at the figure on the TV screen who leaped high, turned 180 degrees in the air, and then landed on the turf with his legs spread out, and thought of his initial evaluation of this person.
——That Chinese striker is just a tool used by Yog Hodge to defraud money from the Chinese people’s pockets!
——Just a shiny advertising sign!
David Miller raised his hand, not to cheer, but to rub his unshaven 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 in three consecutive games, 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 roaring at the top of his lungs. Next to him, Yan Kang held his head in his hands: "I don't know what to say, I was scared... Happiness came too fast and sudden, I felt like I wasn't ready yet... I
I know that Hu Lai is good at seizing scoring opportunities in front of the goal, but I always think that is because when we were in the Chinese Super League, our defensive level was not good enough and the overall level of the league was not high... But why is it the same when we go to the Premier League? What exactly is it?
Is the Premier League’s level not high enough, or is Hu Lai’s level too high?”
"Of course my son is very good!" Xie Lan waved his fist in front of the TV.
She and her husband have returned to Jincheng from Dongchuan. The Spring Festival holiday has ended long ago and she has returned to work as usual. But tomorrow is Sunday, so even if today's game still kicks off at 11pm Beijing time, she still has to play with
The husband stayed in front of the TV and watched.
And her waiting was not in vain, and she successfully waited for her son to score.
Then she turned to her husband and asked: "Lao Hu, why do you think our son is so good? Four goals in three games!"
Hu Lixin sat next to her, speechless and 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 score a goal.
There are many factors separating the two.
It is absolutely impossible to score goals so easily in the Premier League just by relying on excellent movement without the ball.
Although Hu Lixin has gradually accepted the fact that his son may really be a genius, he still did not expect that his son could be such a genius.