Lin Hai Ting Tao

Chapter 999 Ah, Farewell, Farewell, Farewell!

After Bale switched to the center, he quickly found a breakthrough point.

Originally, Tottenham's defense had only focused on preventing him from passing the ball to Chen Yingxiong. But after he scored a goal, everything changed. Tottenham's defenders now had to worry about Bale's shots.

As old teammates, they were very familiar with Bale's shooting ability.

They couldn't afford to be careless.

They were afraid that this was Martin O'Neill's tactical arrangement, specifically sacrificing Chen Yingxiong to feed the ball to Bale. Because while they were familiar with Bale, how could Bale not be familiar with them?

In this way, it was even more difficult to defend against Bale—should they defend his shots?

If they defended his shots, what about his passes?

And there was still Chen Yingxiong lurking in the middle!

They couldn't ignore him!

Also, don't forget about Suárez, Sánchez, Gerrard, and others.

Tottenham's defenders felt that splitting themselves in two probably wouldn't be enough.

They suddenly felt overwhelmed.

Bale keenly sensed the helplessness of his former teammates.

When he cut into the penalty area, he didn't choose to shoot directly, but very cleverly passed the ball to Chen Yingxiong.

And this time Chen Yingxiong was no longer polite, meeting the ball with a push shot!

The football flew past Gomes's fingertips and into the goal!

"Yingxiong!! He scored!!"

"Yingxiong assisted Bale to score, and now Bale assists Yingxiong to score! The relationship between the two of them seems to be quite good!"

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Chen Yingxiong ran over to high-five Bale in celebration. For him, this goal was too simple, and the main credit wasn't his, but Bale's. So he wasn't too ecstatic.

His teammates were much more excited than he was. Because this goal gave Liverpool a two-goal lead over their opponents in the first half, making the rest of the game much easier.

Chen Yingxiong didn't care about this, because he thought Liverpool would definitely win—with me, Chen Yingxiong, here, how could we lose?

But others didn't think so. Tottenham was, after all, a strong team, and they were playing at home. They had only been leading by one goal for the entire first half, what if they equalized in the second half?

So a two-goal lead was safer...

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After treatment, Richards' wound finally stopped bleeding. The team doctor originally wanted him to return to the locker room, but Richards insisted on staying on the bench, unwilling to leave like this. Since he wasn't on the field, his only hope was for Tottenham to beat Liverpool at home, at least to prevent that bastard from winning, which would make him feel a little better.

So now Tottenham winning was his only hope.

But now, seeing Chen Yingxiong kick the football into the goal guarded by Gomes, he couldn't help but jump up from his seat excitedly—not with joyful excitement, but with angry excitement.

He waved his fist and cursed, "You damn bastard! Damn it..." The second sentence wasn't directed at Chen Yingxiong, but because he was too excited and angry, he accidentally sprained his already injured ankle after jumping up...

He groaned and fell back to the ground.

Tottenham's concession of a goal had already caused chaos on Tottenham's coaching bench and substitute bench, and now Richards' accidental injury made things even busier and more chaotic...

Tottenham's new head coach this season, McClaren, frowned when he saw Richards clutching his ankle and groaning on the ground: "Wasn't he told to go back to the locker room?"

The assistant coach quickly explained: "He insisted on staying, he said he wanted to cheer for the team..."

McClaren snorted: "Is that how he cheers?"

The assistant coach, realizing that McClaren was angry, quickly waved for the team doctor to check on the injury.

The team doctor was also depressed. He had already warned Richards not to stay on the sidelines and should go to the locker room to rest. He didn't listen, and now...

Running over to check Richards' injury, he gave Richards a bolt from the blue.

"At least a month, don't even think about touching the ball. Are you satisfied now? Micah?"

Richards looked at the team doctor in surprise, seemingly unable to believe his words.

"You brought this on yourself, Micah." The team doctor was busy treating Richards' injury and didn't see Richards' wonderful expression.

"Now you have to go to the locker room whether you want to or not, because we can't treat your injury here, and we might have to go to the hospital immediately..."

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While the Tottenham team doctor was treating Richards' injury, the television broadcast also noticed what was happening in front of the Tottenham substitute bench.

As soon as everyone saw the replay, several commentators couldn't help but laugh.

"Richards is really unlucky to the extreme. When defending Chen Yingxiong, he was scratched on the heel by Chen Yingxiong's falling cleat, and he was taken off not long after his socks were stained with blood. Then, because Chen Yingxiong scored a goal, he rushed out excitedly to express his anger and sprained his ankle... I really don't know what to say!"

"Hahaha! I think the unluckiest person in this round of the Premier League must be Richards!"

"I really don't know what Richards is thinking... The most excited person on the team would only hold his head in his hands, but he's as if his ass is on fire and rushes out, resulting in a sprained ankle... Now, I don't know how many Tottenham games he'll miss. Fortunately, Walker has recovered from his injury and returned, so McClaren doesn't have to worry too much about Richards' injury... But he just transferred to Tottenham, and Walker was injured, giving him a chance to play, is it really okay to give up his starting position because of this injury?"

"Ah ha ha ha! I think this can definitely be included in the top ten most stupid ways to get injured! It seems that Yingxiong really caused a great psychological shadow on Richards! He can jump so high just because Yingxiong scored a goal..."

The commentators ridiculed Richards to their heart's content, and even many television viewers couldn't help but laugh. Because Richards' injury was indeed stupid enough...

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Richards finally reluctantly followed the team doctor to the locker room, limping. Before he left the field, he didn't forget to look back at the field.

He was unwilling to leave like this!

Just as he turned his head, he saw Chen Yingxiong!

In fact, the commotion Richards made on the sidelines quickly made Chen Yingxiong, who had scored a goal, a supporting role—he successfully stole Chen Yingxiong's limelight. If he knew this, I don't know if Richards would be happy with his performance...

But now he was definitely not happy, because he noticed that Chen Yingxiong was also looking at him.

After discovering that he was looking at him, he raised his hand.

What was he going to do?

Richards was full of question marks.

The answer was revealed immediately...

Chen Yingxiong raised his hand and waved at Richards!

Ah—goodbye, goodbye, goodbye!

If he hadn't been supported by the team doctor, Richards might have fallen headfirst!

He was trembling with anger!

Damn it! You're mocking me! You're actually mocking me!!

He was furious, but he couldn't do anything except curse Chen Yingxiong in his heart. He couldn't even run now, let alone seek revenge on Chen Yingxiong.

He could only turn his head and swallow all the humiliation into his stomach. Then he made a poisonous oath in his heart—one day, one day, I will make you kneel in front of me and beg for mercy!

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Chen Yingxiong's waving to Richards was definitely not to show goodwill, but a blatant provocation and mockery.

I just scored a goal, what are you getting excited about? Haven't I already scored four goals against you in person? Don't you even have this little psychological quality?

Look, you hurt yourself, didn't you?

This is retribution!

So, you should just stay in the locker room!

Suárez saw Richards leave and simply burst into laughter, and finally leaned on Chen Yingxiong, constantly punching Chen Yingxiong in the back.

"Ah ha ha ha! There's even someone who got injured because of this, what an idiot! Hahaha! I can't do it anymore... My legs are laughing so hard that they're weak..."

Chen Yingxiong nudged him: "You don't want to get injured for such a stupid reason, do you, Luis?"

Suárez slowly stopped laughing, and there was still a smile on his face as he wiped away his tears.

"That's so funny, Yingxiong! I'm telling you, I'm going to rely on this to live for the next week, hahaha!" As soon as he opened his mouth, he couldn't help but laugh again.

Chen Yingxiong rolled his eyes.

"Your sense of humor is so low!"

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Richards' injury made Liverpool players laugh out loud on the field, which was a huge blow to the morale of Tottenham players. Even more so than Chen Yingxiong and Bale's two goals...

Richards' stupid injury made Tottenham players feel ashamed, and they had an urge to declare to the world "we don't know him."

This greatly affected their morale.

The so-called "not afraid of god-like opponents, but afraid of pig-like teammates" refers to Richards' situation.

The team had just fallen behind by two goals, and you got injured for such a stupid reason, it was absolutely impossible for others not to be affected.

Everyone was very discouraged, as if even God was not on their side... Richards' clumsy injury made them feel like clowns... At this time, they didn't care about Suárez's laughter, because Richards' performance was really bad. All the anger was directed at Richards.

McClaren also noticed this, so his eyebrows knitted together in a frown.

The team's morale was declining, and there was still more than half the game to play like this, what would happen in the future?

What was causing the decline in morale? Two goals conceded? No! After Yingxiong scored, he could feel that the morale had not declined so obviously. All of this happened after Richards' sudden second injury... In other words, Richards was the culprit!

Thinking this way, he became increasingly displeased with Richards' refusal to listen to advice and insistence on staying on the bench, feeling that if it wasn't for Richards' insistence on having his own way, the situation wouldn't have reached this point?

Thinking about it, he even blamed the team's 0:2 deficit on Richards' clumsy performance, whether on or off the field... Such a player, letting him on the field would only be a disaster for the team!

Richards, who had returned to the locker room, would never have imagined that he had been blacklisted by the head coach less than half a season after transferring to his new club...