I am Vardy

Vardy, who spoke boldly, suddenly changed his mental state, from his previous high spirits to suddenly sluggish.

Obviously, this is the beginning of Vardy's show.

You have to find a reason or excuse for thinking about your life.

If I suddenly lose my IQ like a stupid beep, I guess the fans will really send me to a mental hospital.

If you have been depressed all the time, then it would make sense to think about life alone!

As for why the sudden lack of energy?

— bumped by Gravesen!

Well, that's a good reason, it's very fresh and refined, like socks that I haven't washed in a few days.

At least he felt reasonable.

But he felt that he couldn't act too much, otherwise Moyes really thought he was uncomfortable, and if he replaced him, he wouldn't need to cover himself to death with socks!

Well, it was smothered to death, not smoked to death!

Well, it's really hard.

Vardy just stood with Carragher, the last Liverpool defender, staring at each other.

My dear single knife, where are you?

After waiting for five full minutes, Vardy felt that spider webs might have grown on his body, but he still didn't have any single-handed chance.

Counterattack is not just a fight, not to mention that single-handedly is only a small part of counterattack, and opportunities are rare.

Yes, if it is said that there is one, then Vardy's terrifying scoring efficiency will win the Premier League Golden Boot every minute.

Raising his right hand alone, Vardy shouted to his teammates in the backcourt: "Fire at me."

However, perhaps the teammates did not want Vardy to become a martyr and become immortal, so in ten minutes, Vardy did not receive a long pass.

My heart became more and more anxious, such a good opportunity to complete the task is unique, if I miss it, maybe I can only wait until the next life.

There is no way, since waving doesn't work, then it is necessary for me to communicate with my teammates.

"After stealing the ball, don't toss around in the backcourt. You guys are not good at it. Hurry up and pass it to me. I still want to score!" Vardy pulled Gravesen and Osman to steal the ball. main road.

Gravesen is a little speechless, brother, we are two goals ahead, you still want to score?

Are you really not afraid of being shot by Liverpool fans when you go out?

The key issue is that Moyes now requires the team to pass as many passes as possible in the backcourt to kill time. If the opponents are given more opportunities to counterattack because of playing long passes, Moyes will definitely clean them up.

"Stop making trouble, the game will be won immediately, wait for a while to celebrate with champagne!"

Vardy walked forward a little helplessly, of course he knew that Moyes' arrangement was right.

No way, it seems that I can only solve it by myself.

At this time, Vardy knew the importance of having a defensive characteristic.

So, when the game had almost entered garbage time, Everton fans were pleasantly surprised to find that there was another person in the team who was running tirelessly, as if he would never know how to get tired, never know how to give up, and always pursue goals .

The fans always hope that the team will score another goal, and Vardy's performance allows the fans to find an outlet for their emotions.

Everyone was chanting Vardy's name, everyone stood up and cheered loudly, and the voices merged into a vast ocean with stormy waves.

The Liverpool players wondered why Vardy suddenly slapped chicken blood. Could it be that this guy just hit his head and wrestled, and his head was so funny?

However, Vardy's impact is still very strong, whether in offense or defense, so they still secretly strengthened their guard.

Vardy is like a hungry wolf, roaring and rushing towards every Liverpool player who catches the ball. Even if he can't grab the ball, he will tear off three catties of the opponent's flesh.

Well, there is no need to worry about making dumpling meat stuffing for the Chinese New Year.

In a short period of time, several Liverpool players were plotted against by Vardy, and they rubbed their buttocks one by one.

The referee really can't see it anymore, he can play football, but he can't do it.

So after being warned by the referee, Vardy restrained himself a little.

Feeling more and more anxious in his heart, Vardy knew that it was most appropriate to describe it with that famous saying—there was not much time left for him.

Girls who love to laugh will not have bad luck, and similarly, players who love to laugh will not have bad luck.

Just when Vardy did not report much hope for completing the task, the opponent began to give big gifts again.

In the process of passing the ball, Carragher made a mistake in stopping the ball, and the ball was slightly out of his actual control.

Vardy burst out like a cheetah. In front of Carragher's horrified expression, he took the ball away first, and strode the ball towards Liverpool's goal.

At this moment, Vardy had mixed feelings in his heart, and he felt that he might be about to cry.

Sure enough, there is no unparalleled road, and the system still has arrangements after all.

I remember that Balotelli's authentic thinking life was staged in the European Cup group match against Spain in 2012. At that time, he got a single chance after stealing Ramos.

Now that I have stolen Carragher, then it will be Carragher who will interrupt my thinking life later?

Vardy didn't rush too fast, he was afraid that Carragher would not be able to keep up.

The essence of thinking about life lies in the coquettish small steps and slow motion, which is as brisk as the old man downstairs who has a tryst with the old lady in the name of walking the dog.

"Me! Where did I come from? Where am I going? Who am I? Who am I? Did the world create me, or did I create the world? What will my life be like? Don't want to understand that I can't shoot!"

The above may be what Balotelli thinks in his mind when he thinks about life. Of course, this is also a series of great propositions.

For the realism of the performance, Vardy forced himself to read this passage silently in his heart.

But why does it feel so uninspired?

It seems that Doubi's world is really not easy for ordinary people to understand!

Dudek in the front looked like an enemy, but he didn't have the idea of ​​abandoning the door.

Therefore, Vardy can only place his hope on Carragher.

Brother, come quickly, come to make up for your mistakes, come and become the hero of the team!

In fact, Carragher was a little confused at the moment when the ball was stolen, but he was already struggling to chase it back. The most important thing is that his desperate mentality made him a little powerless.

Vardy's counterattack is simply a textbook in football. Every time I watch it, people are excited, and it is always the most entertaining goal of this round.

Who can catch up with his speed?

So at the moment he lost the ball, Carragher knew that he was finished.

But why does he feel that Vardy's speed is very different from usual?

Could it be that he ran for the whole game, was a little out of strength, and was in a trance, which caused him to have visual illusions?