Chapter 13 The Legendary Debut

"What are you playing?"

Head coach Neil Khalid was outraged, and he scolded his disciples.

This game shames him.

When did Millwall get reduced to busting?

Where did the team that once broke the bone and wanted to attack go?

Looking at the angry head coach, the players looked even more frustrated. In this game alone, they played really ugly.

"The second half!" Neil Harid's eyes were full of fierceness, and he said, "I want to see changes, Grigory, you are not allowed to go back to the backcourt, just wait for me at the opponent's backline!"

Grigory said helplessly: "If I don't go back to catch the ball, the ball will never reach my feet."

It's not that he doesn't trust his teammates, it's just that.

Neil Harid took a deep breath and said, "The ball will pass."

? ? ?

Everyone looked up suddenly, and saw Yi Le standing in front of the coach at some point, Neil Khalid said with a serious expression: "Understood?"

Yi Le nodded and said, "Understood!"

"very good!"

Neil Khalid pointed in the direction of the door and said: "You are being questioned now, this game will be the key to whether you can stay or not. I didn't want to put too much pressure on you, but the current situation does not allow it. . I know it's not a proper debut, but it's a legendary debut."

Clap clap! !

Neil Halliday slapped Yi Le's shoulder fiercely, and said loudly: "Go out of this door and tell the fans that what is ushering in at Neil Stadium is not mental retardation, but the fangs of a lion!!"

"I have only one request for you!!"

Neil Harid held Yi Le's shoulder tightly. He was gambling that Yi Le could support the burden he had given him.

"Pass the ball! Pass the ball, don't worry about defense, Apson will be your most reliable backing."

"Use your sharpest weapon to tear apart the Wolves' defense, can you do it?!"

Neil Halliday blushed, and Yi Le also responded loudly: "Yes!!"

"Very well, boys ready to fight! Now the gun mounts are set up for you, what we need is attack! Attack! Attack! Then, goal! Goal! Goal!"

 …

At the same time, the on-site commentary also received news of player replacement.

"In the second half of the game, Millwall finally made adjustments. They replaced Abdul, who was in poor form in the first half, and chose No. 21, Yi?"

"Eh..." George Stephen wiped his eyes, his face full of disbelief: "This...that...cough cough, Yi is a genius from La Masia...um...the midfielder , I hope this teenager can surprise us.”

After finishing speaking, George Stephen quickly took off his earphones, covered the microphone, turned his head and shouted, "Are you kidding me? Is it really that mentally handicapped? Neil is crazy?!"

The staff in the studio nodded, indicating that the news was true.

Along with this commentary, the auditorium suddenly exploded.

"It's over! Neil gave up the game!"

"Crazy! Crazy! Letting a mentally handicapped midfielder? This is the funniest joke I've ever heard!"

"What's wrong with Millwall? Stupid coaching staff, they're committing crimes!"

"We don't need mental retardation! The adjustment of the coaching staff will make us a joke!!"

There was a loud noise at the scene, and Millwall fans held their heads in disbelief. They couldn't believe the behavior of the coaching staff.

At such a critical time, they actually replaced a mentally retarded midfielder?

In the stands of the 'Green Street Football Hooligans', Lard roared even more angrily. He gathered a lot of people and shouted in unison:

"Retarded Chinese! Get out of Millwall!!"

"Get out!!"

"Get out!!"

"Get out!!"

"Get out!!"

The fierce reaction of the fans also caused the head coach of the Wolves who played away,

Dean Sanders' attention.

After asking the assistant coach, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Retarded? Midfielder? Neil must be crazy."

 …

When the players of the two teams returned to the court, Yi Le stood behind his own midfielder and looked blankly at the boiling scene around him.

what are they shouting

But Yi Le has no time, he thought, his attention has been attracted by the game.

Taking advantage of the time before the tee shot, Yi Le twisted his waist and ankle, looking calm.

Not to mention, after stepping into the court, Yi Le's eyes really didn't look like what a mentally retarded person should have.

In the middle circle, Gregory couldn't help but look at Yi Le worriedly, and said, "Is he all right?"

The scolding of the mountains and tsunami made him feel terrified, let alone a rookie.

Gein smiled, patted his left chest, and said, "Don't worry, he has a big heart. We still have to think about how to run in neutral later."

Upon hearing this, Grigory's eyes lit up, and he grinned and said, "That's right!"

He still remembered Yi Le's words.

I just need to run to neutral, and the ball will definitely arrive.

At the beginning, he didn't believe it very much, but in the training games again and again, the facts proved everything.

 …

"That's the mentally handicapped midfielder?" Moutinho's eyes twitched a few times. He couldn't imagine that there would be a mentally handicapped midfielder who needs to use his brain to play football.

And it's still in the European second-tier competition, the British Championship.

Traore also had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Didn't he have Balotelli before him?"

"Isn't Balotelli stupid? He's doing it!"

"Is there any difference?"

"Well, there's no difference!"

At this time, another midfielder Deng Dongkeer stepped forward and asked, "Do I need to keep an eye on him?"

Moutinho smiled confidently and said, "No need, I'll blow him up!"

Beep! ! !

With the whistle of the referee, the second half of the game began.

On-site commentary, George Stephen said helplessly: "Well, we need to accept the facts. We can only expect the 'genius' midfielder to perform well."

He accentuated the word 'genius', and he was indescribably yin and yang.

"The Wolves kicked off. The Millwall boys seemed to have regained their fighting spirit. They began to press fiercely. They...stealed the ball!!"

George Stephen said excitedly: "The steal from Gein, the Wolves must be careful. Our left wing attack is extremely powerful. Gein's personal skills are very perfect. I expect him to pierce the Wolves' defense. Now Look at his choice, Gein protects the ball, he doesn't seem to have any intention of breaking through, he passes back, and the teammate who catches the ball is... Yi?"

With Gein stealing the ball, the Wolves' passing rhythm was interrupted.

The fans at the scene burst into loud cheers, hoping to put pressure on the Wolves players.

After Gein got the ball, the opponent's defender stuck up, which made him frown. Now it is difficult for him to turn around, and he dare not take the risk.

Just when Gein was struggling, a slow figure appeared not far from him, reaching for the ball.

Seeing this figure appearing in a familiar position, Gein couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he passed the ball without hesitation.

When Yi Le caught the ball, he didn't even look at it, and kept his head up to observe.

He found that the Wolves didn't seem to take him seriously, and there were no two defenders beside him.

Moreover, the opponent's position is loose and the loopholes are wide open.

Is this underestimated?

Yi Le couldn't help curling her lips, a little dissatisfied,

He's going to tell these guys...

What happens when a midfielder with sharp feet and wide vision appears in the opposition's half.

 …

"Be careful with number 21."

That retarded midfielder?

Don't be kidding, this guy is probably too scared to play football.

Gein's interception appeared in the opponent's half, which prevented the defenders from shrinking the line of defense. What Yi Le faced was a huge... gap.

What Yi Le has to do is very simple, kick and pass.

Football pierced through the Wolves' defense like a knife.

A through ball of very high quality and a strong ornamental quality.

"Gain passed the ball to No. 21 Yi. This young man seemed to be in a daze. His expression was dull, and he kept turning his head left and right. He... oh!!"

George Stephen's slightly mocking commentary was suffocated suddenly, as if being choked by a duck.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes slowly widened, and he stood up abruptly.

"Straight! Plug! Ball!"

"The beautiful through ball pierced through the entire Wolves' defense, passed through several Wolves teammates like a knife, and came to the only space."

"OH!!! Omg!! Who is that?!!!"

"Grigory!!!!—"

"Grigory is charging silently, and there is no one beside him."

"Single sword!!!!!!——"

boom! ! ! ! ! ! !

The entire Neil Stadium was set on fire, and the fans stood up abruptly, not daring to speak, they were staring at the ball tightly.

Can I go in? Can I go in?

Everyone is concerned about this issue.

As for the coach's bench, the moment the head coach Neil Harid passed the ball, he stood up abruptly and ran to the sideline almost at a speed of 100 meters, clenched his fists tightly, watching the sharp through ball .

At this moment, all Millwallers had one thought in their heads.

goal!

goal!

goal!

Must score! !

"Grigory caught up to the football, behind him were the Wolves defenders, but they were two positions down and there was no time to block the angle."

"At this moment, there is only the goalkeeper in front of Grigory. All he needs to do is kick the football in."

"Grigory came to the penalty area, the opponent's goalkeeper attacked, Grigory slowed down, he was adjusting his body, kicked, shot!!!——"

George Stephen jumped up excitedly, held the microphone in his hand, and slapped the table frantically, his mouth was like a submachine gun, and he explained at an extremely fast speed.

In the next second, his face flushed red and he roared angrily:

"GOOOOOAAAAAAAL!!!!!!!"

"Go in! Go in! Really go in!"

"Millwall came back with a goal in the first five minutes, it's crazy!"

"Grigory broke his scoring drought, he looked very excited, he found a teammate who gave him an assist."

The calm New Neil Stadium was instantly ignited by a goal, like a volcanic eruption.

All the fans shouted excitedly, this goal is too morale-boosting.

In the first five minutes, they pulled back a goal.

There is still hope!

still have a chance!

Proud lion, hold your head high! !

In the stands, Lard roared excitedly and waved the team flag, wishing he could kiss him.

"Beautiful! Beautiful! That's the way it should be played! This pass is perfect! It's so fucking beautiful! Tim, who is the pass to Grigory?"

"Okay...it seems to be Yi..."

Lard's smile froze instantly: "......"

.....

On the bench, there were also thunderous cheers.

Neil Harid, who ran to the sideline early, knelt on the ground excitedly, his face full of excitement.

The main coach Dumbledore rushed over and shouted: "He did it! He did it! Look at this ball, he fooled the entire Wolves defense line! Who said he was mentally handicapped? Who dared to say that he Mentally retarded?! He is a genius! Undoubtedly a genius!"

The coach's bench was buried by excited cheers, and the same was true on the court.

Grigory, who broke the scoring drought, was extremely excited. He lay on Yi Le's shoulder, rubbed Yi Le's hair vigorously, and said incoherently:

"Beautiful! Beautiful! This pass is so beautiful, you are a lucky star sent by God, I can't wait to kiss you."

After speaking, Grigory really kissed him.

Yi Le was so disgusted that he wiped his saliva again and again.

But before he could wipe it clean, he was thrown to the ground by a group of enthusiastic teammates.