fat man who can't play football

Chapter 99

After the Leeds team doctor went to the field to carefully check Gollini's injury, he reluctantly gestured for the fat man to make a substitution.

"Damn!"

Leeds' original main force in the cup was Farrell, and the fat man deprived the young man of his chance to play in order to fight for the League Cup.In order to compensate him, the fat man promised to let him start in the league with Manchester City.

So the goalkeeper on the bench in this Carabao Cup is Paul Robinson.

The 36-year-old goalkeeper has not been able to play in an official game for almost a year.

The fat man yelled Fuck several times, but to no avail.

Leeds made personnel adjustments due to injuries in the 72nd minute, and Robinson made his debut for Leeds again after 11 years.

The fat man soon discovered that this did not seem to be a story of a hero's return. Robinson almost dropped the ball after picking up the high ball for the first time in the corner kick defense after his debut. Fortunately, the second reaction was fast enough, and he got up and pressed the ball under his body.

"Paul, don't let me down." The fat man muttered.

Robinson's release just now made the Everton players smell something, and in the subsequent games they will shoot whenever they have the opportunity.

There was a sudden panic in front of Leeds.

Several players on Leeds' defense line did not cooperate with Robinson too much, and they obviously did not have enough confidence in Robinson. As a result, when they handled the ball, they had to make a hasty clearance in order to seek stability.

The situation was not so good. "Little Monster" Lukaku opened his bloody mouth at Robinson as if he smelled blood like a shark.

Little Monster's playing style is actually not like a center forward in the traditional sense, because he likes to pull the side very much, and uses his strong body and explosive power to challenge the full-backs who are generally one size smaller than himself.

Martinez gave Lukaku a lot of free space in his tactics, which increased the offensive threat of the little monster.

The fat man just watched a "black and hard" wandering to the sidewalk like a stroller, and immediately showed his ferocious face after receiving the ball, and ravaged the little ones Byram and Robertson in turn.

The fat man almost cried when he saw the two poor little ones.

Fortunately, Lukaku didn't have enough crosshairs to shoot today, so he didn't really test Robertson.

But it's dangerous to let him shoot like this all the time.

The fat man pinched his chin, feeling that the matter was not simple.

Glancing at the man on the bench, maybe it's time for the team mate to come on.

The fat man played the last card in his hand, replaced Byram who was about to cry with Austin, and let the young man sit on the bench to take a good breath.

Gradually, Lukaku found that there was no bargain on Austin's side, and cast his lustful eyes on Robertson.

The Scot felt a 1.9-meter strong man licking the corner of his mouth and drooling (Robertson imagined it) and rushed towards him.

The strong body was pressed against Robertson's body, and the Scot felt that the collision of flesh and flesh was too naked, and it was really embarrassing.

But Lukaku didn't feel sorry for the beauty, he made a quick stop and turned around with his back, holding Robertson with his hands and running in the penalty area.

Robertson has never left an inch, knowing that he can't hit the little monster, he still uses constant confrontation to try to interfere with Lukaku's next step with the ball.

Cody also sneaked over silently, ready to attack the little monster from left to right.

But the little monster is not a rough guy with one tendon, and the work under his feet is not bad.

On the move, he directly used the outside instep to make a cross pass, and the ball barely passed Coady.

In the penalty area, Miralas was running forward, and Osman was outflanking the back point.

Miralas made a clever miss to meet the ball at the front point, and this sudden showy operation successfully deceived Maguire behind him.

The ball rolled towards the other side of the goal. Osman slapped his horse and swept the ball towards the goal. Robertson's movement to the ground seemed a bit slow and failed to block the ball.Everton equalized at home.

Carragher yelled passionately in the commentary: "Perfect goal! The ball was passed beautifully, and the first point was missed very well. I can't ask for more! Wonderful goal~~~~~~~!"

Carragher's shrill roar successfully attracted Fatty's attention, and Fatty finally found out that this happy friend was also present.

It's just that the big voice brother yelled too hoarsely, which made the fat man very upset.But the fat man can also understand that although Carragher is a Liverpool star, he has always been a fan of "Toffee" (Everton) due to the influence of his family.

This has also caused him to be criticized by many Red Army fans.

At this moment, the Goodison Park stadium is full of people, and the Toffees fans want to use loud cheers to encourage the players to score another goal!
The Everton players on the field seemed to have been injected with a booster, screaming and rushing towards Leeds' penalty area.

At this time, a man stood up amidst the humiliation of losing the ball and the ridicule of the fans.

The erosion of the years made him slow in the save just now, and the unscrupulous ridicule of the Everton fans in his ears made him have a weird smile on his face.

Paul has suffered more humiliating mistakes than this in his life. In the World Cup qualifiers against Croatia on behalf of the England team, he kicked Gary Neville's back pass and caused a shocking own goal, which directly caused England to qualify. Lost in battle.

At that time, he bore the spittle of all England fans.

Thousands of sails were exhausted, but he still came to the present.

Now that he is back on the field after a year, facing the scolding of the fans again, this feeling is all too familiar to him.

It seems that something in the body has come back, and there is no need to think about it anymore, just try to seal the ball out of the goal as much as possible.

After Lukaku sent the assist, he felt that he was in good condition and wanted to add new skills to the team.He once again passed Robertson on the wing, and once again faced the choice of passing or shooting after reaching the penalty area.

The little monster glanced at Robinson, and a fierce shot went straight to the near corner of the goal. The 36-year-old goalkeeper took off, turned around and pounced sideways, firmly pressed the ball under him, and didn't even leave the opponent with a chance to make a follow-up shot.

The little monster was a little surprised, this...how could he look like an old man who was slowing down just now.

Deulofeu, who came off the bench, had good physical strength. He was born in La Masia and relied on his dexterous shaking to find a chance to shoot in the crowd.

A cold shot through the gap, Maguire felt a chill down his spine as the ball flew past him.

Looking back anxiously, a vague figure rose into the air, hitting the ball out of the penalty area with a single fist.

Maguire didn't know how to describe his feelings at the moment, so he could only step forward and pat Paul on the back selflessly.

Fatty's emotions are much more sincere, shouting how good it feels to have an old father.

The physical fitness of several Leeds United players declined rapidly. Because there were no substitutions, they could only grit their teeth and persist on the court, but this also greatly dragged down the team, and Leeds basically had no strength to fight back.

Leeds players could only do their best to hold on to the game in the final stage of the game.

(End of this chapter)