Chapter 49 Nourished Ambition

In the absence of one man to fight, the Wolves were almost kicked out of temper.

They lost the spirit to continue the game, and they were almost crushed by Millwall in the next game.

In 93 minutes of the game, the score was 2:0.

After Grigory, Gein scored another goal to seal the victory.

"The game is over! Millwall won again. They completely killed the game with two goals from Grigory and Gein."

"But compared to the victory in the game, Yi's competitive spirit is our biggest gain." George Stephen grinned, showing a gratified smile, and said: "Our big boy has grown up, and he is a man!"

On the field, the Wolves players had no face left to stay, and they left in despair.

The Millwall players were full of energy. They lined up, stood on the field holding hands, and bowed towards the stands.

"Good job! Boys, this time it's Millwall in our minds. That Jagged Legion!" Pesoto said quite emotionally.

With their bows, the audience was full of jubilation,

There was thunderous applause, and they cheered for this victory.

In the player tunnel, Yi Le was walking with Grigory when he suddenly heard a call from the side.

"Easy! Easy! Easy!"

Yi Le turned his head and looked over, and saw Lard's huge body hanging on the fence, waving his arms vigorously towards him.

Yi Le smiled back and waved at him.

Lard shouted excitedly: "Yi, give me your shirt, and I will treat it kindly."

jersey?

Yi Le looked down at his ball uniform, and the shoulders had been soaked in blood, showing dark brown patterns.

Yi Le thought for a while and said, "I'll go back and wash it before giving it to you?"

"No!"

Lard sternly refused: "Blood and scars are a man's military medal. That is a romance that only belongs to a man. I want this."

"Okay." Yi Le smiled helplessly, took off the jersey, and handed it over.

Lard excitedly took the jersey and hugged it in his arms, that was happiness.

"Good job!"

Lard held out his fist.

Yi Le grinned and also stretched out his fist.

Just a little bump.

"Next game, remember to come and cheer for me!"

"no problem!"

 …

In the locker room, Yi Le kept baring his teeth. The intensity of this game was very high. Whether it was physical confrontation or other aspects, he didn't know how he played the whole game.

Bean-sized beads of sweat ran down the cheeks to the tip of the chin, dripped down from the tip of the chin, and formed a small puddle on the ground between the legs.

He was sweating a lot, and even the wound on his forehead was aching.

Neil Harid finished the post-match interview and walked in. He glanced at Yi Le and asked, "How is it?"

Yi Le pointed to his forehead and said, "It hurts."

Neil Harid frowned slightly, took out his phone and called the team doctor in.

Yi Le began to re-bandage with the help of the team doctor, while Neil Khalid had already begun to summarize his work.

First of all, he criticized Williams, thinking that Williams is too aggressive on the right wing, he needs to be more proactive, and even ask Yi Le for the ball if necessary.

The second is Gein's left. Although Gein played well in this game, his shooting was still criticized, and he was given a task of shooting extra training.

Grigory was praised as the hero who scored two goals, and this guy was beaming with joy.

Subsequently, the coach criticized the defense and midfield.

Finally, he turned his gaze to Yi Le.

"Yi, the next game,

You pass the ball, don't try to drive when you don't have to. "

Neil Khalid said it very kindly, but another meaning is to play less work and tease the mentality of the opposing players.

It is true that Yi Le's skills are fine, but he is still too young to know how to protect himself, and as a young man, he always has some desire to show off, and he has no intention of stopping it, but out of love for Yi Le Protection, still warn him not to stick to the ball too much.

After summing up, a smile finally appeared on Neil Halliday's serious expression, and he said: "Watford lost."

Hearing this, the entire locker room fell silent, followed by cheers like howling wolves.

Today, Millwall ranks third in the league with a slight gap.

They won the game and scored three points.

But Watford lost, which means that no points were scored.

They were only two points away from the league points and were overtaken in an instant.

Millwall climbed to second place in the league with a one-point lead in the league!

No one knows better than the Millwallers what that means.

If they maintain this ranking, they don't need to participate in the league play-offs, and they will directly get promotion places.

Now, they are getting closer and closer to upgrading.

And not only that....

Players, you look at me, I look at you, they subconsciously licked their lips.

People's greed is unlimited, they will only demand without limit, this kind of idea is often called ambition.

Now that they are second in the league, why not step up their game and knock Bournemouth off.

The league leader!

League champions!

Why can't they win a championship for the club after more than 100 years?

Everyone's eyes are twinkling, it is an aggressive look, they want to be promoted to the English Premier League as champions!

 …

Perhaps it is the breeding of ambition, or it may be the state of bravery.

Millwall became more and more sharp in the next league.

Their offense has become sharper, and they only need a small space, a small mistake by the opponent, which can be converted into a goal by Millwall.

They scored goals very efficiently, but conceded just as many goals.

But the fans don't think this is a big problem. On the contrary, it shows Millwall's daring quality.

After completing the seven-game winning streak, they ushered in a wave of winning streak again, and the momentum is fierce.

In the 33rd round of the league, they won the away game 5:3, taking three points from Bolton.

The Millwall players tried their best to catch up, but Bournemouth is also a strong team with stable results.

No matter how Millwall catches up, the league points are still stabilized at a gap of five points.

If Millwall wants to win the title, then Bournemouth have to make mistakes, and Millwall has no room for error.

After the training, Grigory smashed the newspaper angrily and said angrily: "Are these guys machines? Why don't they make a single mistake! There is only a gap of five points left. I have never felt how far away this is." , but now Bournemouth makes me a little desperate."

Yi Le glanced at him indifferently, and said, "Don't worry, we have another chance to meet in the upcoming league. As long as we can win, we can still achieve our goal."

"Are you so confident?" Gregory asked curiously, "The opponent is Bournemouth."

Yi Le shrugged and grinned: "So what, next season we will play Manchester United, Chelsea, Liverpool and other European powerhouses!"

"This is really..." Grigory just had an excited expression on his face, then as if thinking of something, he became a little depressed and said, "I may not be able to kick."

Yi Le frowned and said, "Are you sure you've transferred?"

Gregory nodded and said: "Well, Dortmund has already made an offer, and the two sides are still in tentative contact, but Dortmund is very determined to get me, and the club will sign soon."

Yi Le was silent for a while, and said: "Well, the Bundesliga is also a top league, and the conditions there are indeed much better."

Hearing this, Grigory hesitated and said, "I mentioned your matter to Dortmund."

Ok?

Yi Le raised his eyebrows slightly. Although his future is no longer in the Bundesliga, he still asked curiously, "What did they say?"

Gregory was a little frustrated, and said: "They are very optimistic about your future, but if you go to Dortmund now, there is no place for you."

Yi Le grinned, he had already thought of the answer.

Yi Le patted his butt and stood up, saying: "Get up and train, the next battle will be tough!"

After all, the two entered the court hand in hand to start a new round of physical training.