Chapter 370 Salty Pig's Hands(1/2)
How excited are Manchester United fans in the stands? Valdy saved the goal line twice in a row, which is even more important than his goal. If both goals are scored, Manchester United will be equalized!
The players on the Liverpool are really depressed, Manchester United's luck is simply amazing!
Although both headers were owned by themselves, who would have thought that Vardy, a forward, would have perfectly played the goal post, blocking out both of his own goals that were almost certain to score.
May I ask, what else do you don’t know?
"It's Valdy again, it's Valdy again, he once again rescued Manchester United with the goal line!"
"It's hard to imagine that this is something a forward can do!"
"These two goal line rescues can be regarded as two goals. Vardy made a contribution to Manchester United in the first half of the game, which is incredible!"
"Please call Vardy in the future - the walking gate post!"
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The commentator no longer knew what language to use to praise Vardy, and Vardy did something he could not imagine.
The fans in the middle were also impressed by Valdi's two critical rescues, so they almost bowed down.
"I finally know that the most suitable position for Vardy turned out to be the goalkeeper!"
"Well, indeed, Van der Sar's choice in front of the goal is indeed a little worse than Vardy!"
"What should we call a striker who can score goals and guard his goal? goal striker?"
"Liverpool must be very desperate. They can't defend Vardy's goal while defending, and they can't break the goal guarded by Vardy..."
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The game continued. Although everyone was amazed by Vardy's magical stroke, Vardy did not relax his vigilance at all.
He knew that Ferdinand would never admit defeat while on the left and right of the system, and he would definitely work tirelessly to make an own goal.
It's still a long way to go to complete the task.
The first half ended, Manchester United entered the locker room with a score of 2:0 at home, and it seemed that the game had already entered the control of the Red Devils.
"Jamie, your two goal line rescue is so handsome!"
"Yes, I really want to thank you. I will treat you to dinner tomorrow!"
"In contrast, your goals feel less important!"
As he walked towards the locker room, his teammates once again praised Vardy's performance.
Vardy smiled at every teammate, but he didn't have a good face to Ferdinand.
Ferdinand was very depressed. Even if I almost made an erratic mistake, I wouldn't have had such a big mistake.
If it weren't for my own goal, how could you have performed well?
Besides, I'm not the only one who missed it. Didn't Vidic almost contribute one? Why are you targeting me only?
I'm not convinced!
If Vardy knew what Ferdinand was thinking now, then Vardy would definitely spit out his face.
Vidic was an accident, did you mean it!
Of course, Vardy also knew that this could not be blamed on Vidic. The cheating system controls everything. Ferdinand could not resist the will of the system, as if he could not violate the will of the system.
Isn’t I forced myself to be a funny person by the system?
In the locker room, Ferguson explained the tactics of the second half and emphasized the key points, but Vardy's mind was obviously not here.
He has been thinking of ways to stop Ferdinand's own goal.
The best way is naturally to end Ferdinand, but if he goes to Ferguson to apply for Ferdinand to replace him now, the old man will probably transform into Tyson and bite Valdy's ears immediately.
You, a player, still want to interfere with the coach's substitution adjustment?
Have a dream!
Therefore, this path is destined to be unsuccessful.
It seems that I can only do something wrong in secret.
I hope Ferdinand doesn’t blame himself!
At the beginning of the second half, Liverpool began a fierce attack again. For the Reds, the league lost to a century-old arch rival at the beginning, which was obviously not the result they were willing to accept, even if they were playing away.
Of course, Manchester United does not need to be straight ahead. The team's focus is more on defense, and the confrontation between the midfield and the backcourt is upgraded in a straight line.
After a series of cooperation between the Reds, Alonso's powerful shot was blocked by Vidic and flew out of the baseline, and Liverpool got another corner kick opportunity.
Seeing this scene, Manchester United fans were a little panicked.
I don't know if Manchester United is cursed or what happened today, but Liverpool almost scored directly in a few corner kicks.
If the Reds are really new in corner kick tactics, it would be nothing to score directly. The key is that the real threat is all caused by their own people.
Ferdinand almost had an own hand, and Vidic also copied and pasted it. If Vardy hadn't appeared on the goal line by mistake, Manchester United would have been equalized by this time.
So now that Liverpool has won a corner kick again, no one can calm down on Manchester United.
Even Ferdinand and Vidic were both worried, thinking that they would not be so unlucky that they would make a mistake again?
At this time, Vardy knew that he should take action. If Liverpool's corner kick was sent out, he would not be sure that he could stop Ferdinand's own goal.
Ferdinand is entangled with Crouch, who comes on as a substitute. Although Crouch's physical fitness is very poor, it cannot stand the high point of others, so Ferdinand dares not be careless.
Just as the two were pulling each other, Vardy appeared quietly like a shadow next to them. Through Ferdinand, he grabbed Crouch's butt, caressed him for a moment, and then took back his savage hand like lightning.
Crouch was shocked by Valdy. He never expected that a salty and wet man would appear on the court, and he had goose bumps all over his body.
He turned his head instantly, but did not notice Vardy's movements.
So, who did it?
There is no one around me except Ferdinand, and there is only one truth.
He looked at Ferdinand beside him furiously. Crouch's eyes seemed to be able to eat people, as if Ferdinand seduced Crancy.
Ferdinand's innocent expression on his face, he was not pretending, it was true.
I was watching Mao Crouch seem to be killing people, but I just pulled him a few times, so I couldn't stand it anymore?
Finally, Crouch couldn't help it and hit Ferdinand hard on the shoulder, staggering Ferdinand.
Fei Pengpeng was stunned and angry!
A rebel, right?
Although the two of them are England international at the same time, Ferdinand's status is far from comparable to a marginal international like Crouch. Crouch usually dares not pretend to be a big clove of garlic in front of Ferdinand!
Ferdinand could not tolerate others being arrogant on his head. He also gave Crouch a moment without saying a word, and the two of them had a painful collision.
The players around both sides were a little confused. This is so good, why are you playing the top-notch?
The referee quickly ended the game, came to the two of them, each warning them a few times, but did not show them a yellow card. After all, such small moves are normal in corner kicks, and as long as they are not too much, there is nothing.
"Be careful!" Ferdinand said to Crouch viciously.
And Crouch was not willing to be outdone: "Get out, the salty guy!"
Vardy looked at the two people like bullfighting, but was a little unsatisfied.
Shouldn't the referee give them a yellow card?
Shouldn't they fight harder?
Vardy did not think about letting Ferdinand be sent off with a red card. Although this would allow the task to be completed, Manchester United had to play less for the remaining time, which was not in line with Manchester United's interests.
What he wanted was to anger Ferdinand, and it would be better to carry a yellow card. In order to be safe, Ferguson would definitely replace Ferdinand who was out of control, so that he could complete the task without bloodshed.
In fact, it didn't hurt Ferdinand much, it was just playing less half-court balls.
When I found him a young model, I solved everything!
If it cannot be solved, then there are two...
There is no doubt that this is the most cost-effective solution.
Even if Ferdinand couldn't control his impulse, wasn't Vardy still staring at him? He would definitely not let him go wild.
Ferdinand and Crouch were still entangled, and Vardy could only continue to guard the goal line with fear.
Fortunately, Liverpool's corner kick was looking for Carragher this time, and even if Ferdinand wanted to own, he would not have a chance.
Vardy survived another disaster, but he knew that his plan should speed up.
Time is life!
After destroying Liverpool's corner kick, Manchester United played a fast break, but it was quickly resolved by Liverpool, and the two sides fought fiercely in the midfield.
But at this time, Vardy found Ferdinand and whispered in his ear.
"When Crouch passed by me just now, he called you a bitch or a whore!"
After saying that, Vardy ran to the frontcourt and began to participate in the attack.
Hidden merit and fame!
To be continued...