London has five Premier League teams, which means that Everton will visit London five times this season in the league.

Charlton is the London team, but they are in south London and are not adjacent to several other London teams.

Originally, Charlton and Vardy had nothing to do with each other, and were no different from any other opponent, but now, the situation is completely different.

When he arrived in south London, Vardy felt bad.

Pictorials of him training in pink dress were posted everywhere here, and some even printed photos on the front of a T-shirt and swaying across the city, feeling countless pink Valdy wandering around the city.

Walking pink Valdi!

This is the theme of South London today!

There are also many cartoon styles that make Vardy extremely ashamed. The rippling girlish appearance and the charming expression are really unbearable.

Vardy was in tears and was thrown into the Pacific Ocean!

Maybe this stain will accompany you throughout your life!

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Charlton's strength is not up or down, and his mid-level level is not as scared as Everton.

Before the game, Moyes told Vardy to throw out more balls into the penalty area just like in the last game, but Vardy refused righteously.

It's like masturbating, a small masturbating, a big masturbating hurts the body and becomes ashes.

By the same token, the extra balls from Dali are not used frequently. Not to mention anything else, after the last game, Vardy almost threw his arm away.

Only the limited edition seems extremely precious, isn’t this the truth?

Moyes is very sorry. Obviously, Vardy's powerful out-of-bounds ball can only be used as a secret weapon and acts on key occasions.

I don't know if Charlton had any conspiracy or something, but after the game started, he did not take the initiative to attack, but instead squatted in the backcourt to defend.

Everton is not a team that is good at attacking. Vardy does not have many attacking characteristics yet, so he can't count on Ferguson, who is about to retire.

So the game scene was drowsy, Everton passed around in the midfield, and Charlton was very focused on defending, and no one could create opportunities.

Vardy was very upset at this time, not only because the scene was boring, but also because of the annoying Charlton fans, such as "pink", such as "dress", and such "girl heart", which made him angry.

Of course, Charlton fans may not have monstrous malice. After all, there is no deep hatred and the meaning of ridicule is more.

If it can really affect Vardy and help his team win, it will be the best. If not, it doesn’t matter. Anyway, they are happy!

So, Vardy was very sad, and this was the most helpless thing about him.

The best way to vent your helplessness is to win the game cleanly, or to shoot unscrupulously on the court.

So Vardy's turret attributes did not change, but they just changed their method, changing from a grenade to a real grenade, which made Charlton feel embarrassed.

Although neither side could rewrite the score in the first half, Vardy used a three-legged long-range shot to seriously threaten Charlton's goal. If Charlton's goalkeeper had not performed his bravely, the result of the game had been changed.

The expressions on Charlton fans' faces were no longer relaxed. Obviously they knew that perhaps their behavior stimulated Vardy's nerves, otherwise Vardy would not be so violent at ordinary times!

During the intermission, Vardy finally calmed down at the portrait of gradually withdrawing from the stands.

Moyes asked Vardy to make more breakthroughs at the front of the penalty area, and whether it was the final shot or the pass, it could pose a great threat. Vardy's continuous long shots in the first half should have made Charlton alert, which gave him the opportunity to continue to break through.

Sure enough, as the head coach, Moyes is still qualified and has his unique grasp of the game situation.

If Charlton is in the penalty area, Vardy can only continue to shoot long shots, without any room for breakthrough. Once the power of the long shot is revealed, Charlton must double-team the Vardy, and as well as loopholes in the defense in the penalty area.

He fully demonstrated his ability to get rid of Lingbo's micro-step, that is, a small-scale flexible escape, but it may be that because Vardy forgot to wear shooting boots today, he got rid of the goal twice in a row and scored a slight difference from the goal.

It's really strange to say that luck is a thing. Vardy failed to score so many shots. After a breakthrough pass to Cahill, the Australian kicked off Charlton's gate and helped the team take the lead.

Vardy was jealous. Did this guy go to touch the goddess of luck in a lewd way?

Otherwise, how could you be lucky to have such a dog?

Looking at Cahill who was rushing towards the corner kick area with a proud expression, Vardy was very upset!

Thinking of Cahill often punching the corner flagpole when celebrating his goals, Vardy thought about it!

Did you mess with the corner flagpole?

Do you have to be unable to get along with the corner flagpole?

Damn, you must not be too arrogant and proud!

Thinking of this, Vardy suddenly started the sprint, looking as if he was rushing towards Cahill to celebrate the goal with him.

Vardy's speed was not comparable to Cahill, and then he took the initiative to catch up with Cahill all the way.

He should be trying to fly to Cahill, right?

Many fans think this way!

But after Vardy caught up with Cahill, he did not move any action, but surpassed Cahill and continued to run forward!

This guy must be running too fast and can't stop the car!

Then, in full view of everyone, Vardy rushed all the way to the corner kick area, two steps ahead of Cahill, and took away the corner flagpole!

Everyone was stunned!

Damn, what are you doing with a corner flagpole?

Cahill scored a goal, are you so excited?

But when they saw Cahill's expression, they understood everything!

Cahill stopped two steps away from the corner kick area, with a dumb look on his face and grinning with a big mouth that couldn't speak!

Looking at the empty corner kick area and then looking at the corner flagpole held by Vardy, Cahill was in a bad mood!

It was like a heavy punch that had been held in for a long time but hit the cotton, and I was about to vomit blood!

His hands twitched unnaturally. He couldn't hit the corner flagpole with the boxing combination, so he wanted to hit Valdy. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to vent his breath!

Do you know, your behavior is like I was defecating in the bathroom, but you suddenly rushed in and snatched the toilet paper!

How much hatred does this need to do such a shameless thing?

Return me to toilet paper!
Chapter completed!