Chapitre 43: Chapter 43: Shovel his leg
Vardy posed in a classic pose in front of Wilson.
Perhaps this pose will become an eternal classic with the growing popularity of Vardy.
Everyone will always remember his posture that seemed to fit into any soul.
——I am Vardy!
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Many Everton fans may have just turned on the TV, but they were stunned and ecstatic to find that Everton was already ahead, as, at this time, the game was on only for one minute.
Oh, what did I miss?
Although Sheffield Wednesday was only a League One club, according to the usual practice, these low-level league teams always have a very tenacious fighting spirit when facing the Premier League team.
They always hoped to step on a Premier League team and become famous. In addition, Everton is almost a substitute team for the Premier League, and even if it is stronger than Sheffield Wednesday, it will also have time when they play some stale games.
Everyone thinks that Everton may win, but the process must be extremely difficult.
But the picture coming from the TV made everyone silent.
The broadcasters repeatedly played Vardy's opening goal, which was a perfect combination of speed and explosiveness, which is simply a miracle.
It wasn't until the game started again that everyone slowly calmed down, but looking at Vardy they seemed to be seeing a new God.
No way, Everton, as the last team in the Premier League, has too much sorrow of their own; the club finally nurtured a peerless genius Rooney, but he was seduced by the giants' Manchester United.
The emergence of Vardy suddenly brought Everton fans a new kind of hope; according to Vardy's current performance, he is definitely the next Rooney, or even superior to Rooney.
But in an instant, everyone's face collapsed again, because they found that Vardy was not Everton's player; he was only on loan from Manchester United to Everton.
I am afraid there is no more saddening story in the world than this!
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Vardy stood outside the middle circle and waited for Sheffield Wednesday to kick off the game again.
His eyes were still firm, but there was a trace of sorrow in the firmness; a kind of sorrow for the fall of his beloved club.
As one of the oldest professional clubs in England's history, Sheffield Wednesday's status in England really does not match its heavy history.
Even if he doesn't consider himself assisted by the system; if the previous life Sheffield Wednesday didn't leave Vardy who they are not optimistic about, maybe things will change.
It is really sad!
Shaking his head and trying to focus his attention on the game.
Although Sheffield Wednesday is very important to him, but now he is a professional player.
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After Sheffield Wednesday kicked off, it seemed that some of their players wanted to attack, but they were not too determined.
Obviously, afraid of Everton's counterattack, so there was some disconnection between the front and backcourts, as the players were not unified.
This is definitely a big thing to avoid on the court.
Manager Wilson may not have seen it, or perhaps there was no good way to see it.
As he was pacing back and forth on the sidelines like the ants on the hot pot, and simply cannot solve the embarrassing situation on the field.
Everton's players on the court were usually substitutes and sat off the court during a regular match.
Today, it was their opportunity to play.
Even if it is only an unimportant League Cup game, they still crave to show their performance.
With the gap in strength and the circulation of momentum, Sheffield Wednesday couldn't resist Everton's offensive, and was quickly pressed back into their half, only to be defensive.
Moyes sat in the coach's seat without any worries.
The game seemed to him that there was no suspense; as long as the players performed well, they would have the victory.
For a time, the ball fluttered in Sheffield Wednesday's penalty area, as if it could fly into their goal at any time.
Sheffield Wednesday's defensive players were facing a big enemy, and they even felt they were going to collapse under heavy pressure.
Vardy was hesitating, if there is a chance, will he continue to score?
On the one hand, he did not want to ruin Sheffield Wednesday; he admitted that he was not too mature and not professional; on the other hand, he also wanted to give Wilson a bigger lesson, let him get out of Sheffield Wednesday completely.
Hesitantly, he shot a long shot which missed the door frame. Vardy sighed; he was distraught!
But at this moment, Wilson's rage-filled voice suddenly came from the sidelines.
"Bastards, don't let him score again, it is best to not let him hit the ball, if possible break his leg!"
For Wilson, it might not be a big deal for Sheffield Wednesday to lose to Everton, but the better Vardy performs, the more criticism he will face, which is definitely not what he wants to see.
Vardy's complexion became ugly.
Gritting his teeth once again, and sentenced Wilson to death.
He vowed to give him the most painful lesson.
Because of Wilson's shouting, Moyes and the teammates on the bench all ran next to the fourth official to protest.
However, considering the impact on the game, the referee did not give Wilson any punishment, but only a verbal warning of a few words.
This is also very good.
'If you drive him out of the court like this, it would be too cheap for him. Let him sit here and watch me use my best performance to destroy his career.'
Vardy said secretly in his heart, as his eyes became sharp again.
Wednesday's defense system was not very tight. Under Everton's offense, it seems to be able to collapse at any time.
What Vardy needs to do is completely crush it and then give it a fatal blow.
Withdrawing from the penalty area and raised his hands to ask for the ball from his teammates.
The teammates also have full faith in this young man who had scored three goals in three games.
The ball quickly reached his feet.
Facing the dense crowd in the penalty area, as well as the defensive players who rushed toward him trying to intercept, Vardy made a slight adjustment to the ball; raised his right foot to make a burst shot.
The intimidating and unprecedented momentum let the rushing defensive player didn't dare to straighten his edge.
As he turned around and turned his back to face Vardy, trying to minimize the impact of the ball.
But he never would have imagined that this was just a fake move by Vardy.
As he retracted his right foot, and drew the ball slightly to the right, opening the shooting space.
Vardy raised his right foot again.
Straight into the center of the ball, the moment the instep touched the ball, the ball seemed to be completely deformed by the huge impact, and was ejected like a shell.
Everton players in the penalty area quickly opened up the route, but Sheffield Wednesday's players wanted to block the ball, but there was a trace of hesitation.
Such a great force, if it hits the wrong part, it is estimated that it will not just be pain!
As they were hesitant, the ball had already crossed from their side and went straight to the goal.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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