When they saw Lame throw the ball away and a figure came towards him, even though the figure had not yet shot, the Leeds City fans in the stands couldn't wait to cheer.
Because they all saw clearly the number of that figure, No. 14, Hu Lai!
Such an opportunity is not difficult for Hu Lai!
Matthew Miller is one of those who raised his arms and shouted in advance.
He roared extra loudly around his father, almost as if he was yelling at his father on purpose...
He wants to show those who return to the North Stand just to cheer for Sean Barnett: now in the Leeds City team, there is a hero worthy of your cheers!
Sure enough, after Hulay scored, the entire North Stand was shaken. The fans here, like the fans in the other three stands, were shouting with all their strength.
In this fanatical atmosphere, Matthew glanced at his father beside him, his eyes full of pride and... provocation.
How could David not notice the actions of his son next to him?
He just pretended not to see it.
But his son might not want to let him go just like that, so Matthew simply touched his father's shoulder: "Hey, Dad. Is he just here to sell jerseys?"
This is what Dad said about Hu Lai when he was arguing with him.
The father snorted with a sullen face: "If he doesn't score more penalties, how can he sell jerseys?"
“…” Matthew really didn’t expect that his father could explain his strong words so confidently.
Seeing his son's deflated look, David laughed: "Am I wrong? There are many more people wearing his jersey on the streets of Leeds now. Doesn't this just prove that his jersey sells well?"
Little Matthew rolled his eyes and didn't want to pay attention to his father.
A father is shameless, what can you, a son, do?
Although his son was speechless, David had a smile on his face. But when he turned his head and continued to look at the stadium, he sighed inwardly.
The "White Rose" fans around him were celebrating and shouting wildly for Hulay's two goals. This scene was really long-awaited for them who have been away from the stadium for nearly a season.
He believes that just two goals should not make them so crazy. The game is not over yet, and celebrating like this now is somewhat "getting carried away".
But he also understood why they did what they did.
Because this is their favorite way to watch football...
In the North Stand, join the people around you, cheer for the team and sing, celebrate goals, and use swear words to attack your opponents.
Feel the whole stadium resonate with them.
Deeply understand what it means to "breathe the same breath and share the same destiny".
This is their stadium, this is their stage...it has even become their way of life.
In the past season, they have forcibly changed this lifestyle.
Even though everyone is saying that they want to teach the club’s senior management a profound lesson, they must persist in fighting to the end. But after returning to the North Stand today, looking at their almost crazy performance, all the previous disguises were torn off...
Everyone is actually painful and reluctant to leave the North Stand.
It's just that many of them can't be as straightforward as John, or they are worried about being known as "traitors"... In short, they hide their true inner thoughts and try to make themselves look outstanding in this group.
So out of place.
But now, coming to watch a game live is enough to "expose" these people...
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On the pitch, Hulay ended his second goal celebration and ran back to his own half with his teammates.
Songs rang out from the stands.
Not only singing, but Leeds City fans also clapped their hands to accompany the performance.
“Forward, Leeds!”
“Bah, bang, bang!”
“Liz! Liz!”
“Bah, bang, bang!”
The same is true for David Miller's sons and his old buddies.
Clap your hands three times, spread your arms out wide, and sing a lyric.
David clapped and sang along with them to cheer for Leeds City.
Putting aside the matter of Sean Barnett returning home, they still prefer to see Leeds City win.
After all, as long as they win this game, Leeds City can successfully avoid relegation two rounds in advance.
Matthew noticed that his father beside him was also clapping and singing, so he raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
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Leeds City took a two-goal lead against North London Wanderers in less than half an hour, which many people did not expect.
After all, in terms of strength, North London Wanderers are far stronger than Leeds City, otherwise they would not be ranked third in the league.
In fact, from the perspective of this half-hour scene, Leeds City and North London Wanderers are still evenly matched. Leeds City has the home field advantage, while North London Wanderers have the strength advantage.
But Hu Lai was in really good shape today. He just grabbed two chances and scored...
So the North London Wanderers, who were not lagging behind on the field, fell behind by two goals in the score, looking like they were crushed by Leeds City.
Ludwig Aumann stood on the sidelines, looking at the court blankly.
He has studied this Chinese player. Apart from his outstanding performance in the first three games after coming to Leeds City, he has nothing outstanding. However, he has a lot of shortcomings. His body is still not strong, his speed is mediocre, and his ability to hold the ball is not to mention.
He's good, he barely dribbles, he doesn't make long passes longer than fifteen meters... in short, he's just a shooter.
After scoring five goals in three games, it quickly became quiet and returned to mediocrity. In the next nine rounds of the league, it only scored two goals. It cannot be said that the performance was poor, but it was far from being a good performance.
Who would have thought of that?
This man actually broke out in the competition with them!
What the hell!
Oman felt like he was being targeted.
At this time, assistant coach Olson came up to him and asked: "What should we do next, Ludwig? Should we continue to attack, or... shrink our defense?"
After conceding the first goal, Oman once let the team continue to attack, trying to equalize the score as soon as possible, and use a more ferocious offensive to suppress Leeds City's morale.
The results proved that this countermeasure was ineffective.
In terms of the madness of the attack, North London Wanderers cannot match Leeds City.
So not only did they fail to equalize the score quickly and suppress their opponent's arrogance, but they also scored another goal by Leeds City.
It is definitely unrealistic to say anything about a quick counterattack at this time.
So Orman made another choice.
“Let’s shrink the defense first, we can’t concede any more goals before the first half.”
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Oman made the right choice.
After conceding two goals in a row, North London Wanderers shrunk their defense and withstood Leeds City's crazy attack in the remaining ten minutes of the first half.
Until the end of the first half, the score never changed.
2:0, Leeds City, playing at home, entered the halftime break with a two-goal lead.
In the stands, excited Leeds City fans have begun to discuss whether they can successfully avoid relegation two rounds ahead of schedule after this game.
After all, they only need to win one game to avoid relegation. It turns out that what everyone thought was to defeat Hudes, who had been relegated early in the last round of the league.
This also makes it easier for everyone to celebrate successful relegation at home.
But now it seems...
“If we can beat Rangers at home, wouldn’t we be able to avoid relegation two games earlier?”
“We already led by two goals in the first half, maybe it’s really possible!”
“Yes, yes. But didn’t I say before the game that the Rangers would fight hard in order to qualify for the Champions League? Why didn’t I see that they had the intention to fight hard..."
“I think you misunderstood. It’s not that the Rangers don’t work hard, in fact they also work hard, but we work harder than them…”
“Hey, did you ignore Hu? If it weren’t for his two goals in the first half of the game, how could we have achieved such a score?”
“Yes, yes, Hu’s performance was really good today!”
"Nine goals in thirteen games, my God. To be honest, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, it would be hard for me to believe it... To be honest, before Hu, I didn't know anything about Chinese players. I never thought about China.
The players are so good... is every Chinese player like this, or is it only Hu who is so good?"
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After the first half of the game, Leeds City fans left their seats to go to the toilet or buy beers while chatting about the game that had just ended.
Matthew Miller was with his father and other "White Rose" fans, and they also heard the comments of other fans.
This is completely different from the sound they heard when they entered the stadium before the game.
At the time, everyone was talking about Sean Barnett's return to the Flanders Stadium.
Some people recall Sean's brilliant performance in Leeds City, and some people talk about Sean's current situation at North London Wanderers, but no matter which one it is, in the end they will definitely go into the fixed step of scolding the senior management of Leeds City Club.
And now, only forty-five minutes later, Sean Barnett's name is nowhere to be heard in the discussion.
Little Matthew is very happy.
They, including their own father, will eventually realize that there are people in Leeds today who are worthy of their return to the North Stand.
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In the Leeds City dressing room, Hulay was hugged by his teammates and his hair was rubbed.
The two teams were actually evenly matched in the first half, but it was Hulay's two goals that allowed them to take a two-goal lead.
Even Pete Williams, who had resisted Hu Lai's hug in the past, took the initiative to hug him this time, and then whispered in his ear: "Thank you."
Hu Lai smiled slightly: "You are out of touch now, Peter. I said, this matter has something to do with me. If you really thank me, you can pass a few more good balls to me in the second half."
Williams was a little surprised: "You want to wear a hat?"
“If possible, of course.” Hu Lai gave him an affirmative answer.
Williams narrowed his eyes.
At this time, head coach Clark walked into the locker room with a slap in the face and said loudly: "Boys, you did a good job in the first half! But it's not enough. We only led by two goals! In the second half, the Rangers will fight back hard. We
You must be mentally prepared to play in the quagmire. No matter what difficulties you face, never give up the idea of moving forward! Score goals and score more goals!”
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“Sean, you performed very well at the beginning of the first half. But why did your subsequent performance get worse and worse?” Allman stood in front of Sean Barnett with his arms folded, his tone slightly reproachful.
"Sorry, boss. I'm a little impatient..." Sean lowered his head and replied.
"I can understand the shyness, Sean, I can understand it. But this game is very important for us, London Bridge is still one goal ahead of Tramed, if we can't win Leeds City here, the Champions League
Your qualification is at stake. Don’t you want to participate in the Champions League? Then show some skills!"
“Don’t worry, boss, I will do my best!” Sean sat on his stool, clenching his hands tightly into fists.
"Very good!" Oman turned to the other Rangers players in the locker room and shouted: "There are forty-five minutes left. We need to score three more goals! This is not an impossible task. First we have to attack
Their Williams, Williams is the core of their midfield. As long as we can freeze him and prevent him from organizing offense, Leeds City's offensive threat will plummet. Secondly, we have to focus on their left wing.
Quinn, the left back, has a bad temper. As long as we can keep putting pressure on him, we can make him lose his cool and get a chance!"