Although it was a League Cup game and the opponent was still a low-level club like Xie Wednesday, Everton fans still filled Goodison Park Stadium, and the atmosphere was not inferior to the league at all.

When Valdy warmed up, she always felt a pair of eyes staring at her. When she looked back, she suddenly realized that it was Alyssa's boyfriend.

Seeing Valdy looking at him, Ham quickly lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him again. Don't look at him as big and thick, he is really not a brave person.

He curled his lips disdainfully. Such a guy who is strong outside and fucked at the other side, except to show off his power in front of the little people, can only bow down and lick the person in front of the real big people!

After lined up with his teammates into the field, Vardy stood in the middle circle and took a deep breath.

This is the first time he started in his career. Even if it is just a League Cup, it still means a lot.

Thank you Wednesday, my favorite team, today, I can only say sorry to you!

Turning his head to look at the coach Wilson on the bench of the away team on the sidelines, Vardy found that this guy was also staring at him, with a somewhat angry expression, obviously hating him to the core.

This is great, and I hate you to the core!

The corners of his mouth raised slightly and a strange smile appeared. Valdy felt that he was almost unable to control the excitement he had grown, as if he had taken stimulant.

Come on, I will use my best performance to discredit your reputation, ruin you, and make you laughed at forever!

......

After the referee whistled, Vardy transferred the ball to Campbell, he began to rush towards Xie Zhou Wednesday's halftime. After Campbell returned to the midfield, Vardy had already crossed the hinterland and rushed straight towards the penalty area. The fearful speed was once again shown at Goodison Park Stadium.

The fans were in a state of excitement, and the scene that made people unable to help but make them unable to control themselves. They shouted Vardy's name loudly, and the voices gathered together, turning into a force to bless Vardy, which seemed to be able to increase Vardy's speed again.

"Stop him and don't let him get the ball, you can also make a foul!" Seeing this scene, Wilson suddenly jumped from the bench and shouted at the field.

Midfield teammate Watson's long pass was already hit by Xie Zhoushen's halftime, which was clearly a normal opening sneak attack tactic.

In fact, this is not considered a sneak attack. Many teams have this style of playing. When the striker starts with a big foot and fights, although the chance of success is not high, there are times when they succeed. Now Everton has formulated this style of playing because they have a forward like Vardy with an abnormal speed.

The ball has begun to fall, and the landing point is good. Vardy has leaned against a defensive player from Xie Zhoushen, removed the ball, and stopped the ball firmly at his feet.

Ham got a starting opportunity today. As a central defender, he knew that he was destined to meet Vardy in this game, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.

Seeing his teammates entangled with Vardy, Ham gritted his teeth and forced himself up, trying to steal the ball under Vardy's feet with the two.

But it was precisely because of his impulse that directly led to what happened later.

Vardy picked the ball and flew through the space between the two that had not yet been closed, dribbled the ball into the penalty area, facing the goalkeeper alone.

The movements were light and elegant, which made Xie Zhousan's two central defenders dumbfounded, and even forgot to chase back, staring at Vardy's back in a daze.

Amid the howling of Everton fans, Valdy's goalkeeper, who had no birds at all, sent the ball into Xie Zhou's goal in an understatement.

9.8 seconds!

Vardy broke Xie Zhou's goal less than 10 seconds into the opening game.

Everton fans were crazy. Such a stimulating goal made them unable to calm down. It seemed that only loud shouts could vent their excitement.

In the horrified eyes of Xie Zhou Wednesday, Vardy stood there without any movement or even his expression.

Teammates rushed over to hug Vardi to celebrate the goal, but Vardi reached out to stop him.

He will not celebrate, this is his beloved team, and even if he scores goals, he may feel sadder in his heart than those who thanked Wednesday.

How sad!

The teammates did not come to disturb Valdy, and even the cheers of the Everton fans became much less. Looking at this somewhat lonely young man, everyone felt sad unforgettable.

Although his experience is inspiring, how many of these are the sad things that ordinary people have never experienced?

Life is generally like this. No one can be happy forever, and no one can always smile brightly.

Under everyone's gaze, Valdy quietly walked to the sidelines, facing Wilson before the visiting team's bench.

Everyone thought Vardy would take some action against Wilson, after all, there was an irresolved conflict between the two.

But what people didn't expect was that Vardy just turned around quietly, turned his back to Wilson, raised his right hand, crossed his neck, clasped his four fingers tightly, and pointed his thumb at the name behind his jersey.

I am Vardy!

The Vardy who was swept out of the house, insulted by you, and treated like trash by you!

Now, I'll stand in front of you!

You open your eyes wide and take a look!

Who is so trash!!!

The Everton fans cooperated with Vardy and shouted his name, their voices neatly and deafeningly.

Wilson's face was extremely difficult to see. He wanted to rush up and punch Valdy hard, but he told him rationally, no!

This is naked humiliation!

In normal times, there were already team members who came forward to seek justice for him, and they could drive Vardy away even if they were not good, but now, their teammates have no intention of acting at all.

Furious, Wilson rushed directly to the fourth official and was furious.

"This bastard is humiliating me, hurry up and send him a red card, otherwise you can wait for me to go to the FA to complain!" Perhaps because of losing his mind, Wilson seemed to be scolding his teammates when facing the fourth official.

"We don't think there is anything wrong with his movements. I don't mind you complaining after the game. Please give me a word, but please pay attention to your attitude now, otherwise you may be the one who was kicked out!" The fourth official said expressionlessly, asking Wilson to hold back a mouthful of blood.

The fans at the scene had no intention of pity for Wilson, and booed him in his mind, as if he wanted to make his head explode.
Chapter completed!