The biggest fanatic in football

On August 15, Lee Polo celebrated his 23rd birthday.

Think about it this way, Chelsea 2:3 Burnley, maybe his teammates just celebrated his 23rd birthday.

Probably because he felt that he was new here, he did not invite his Chelsea teammates. Instead, Akinfenwa, who stayed at Wimbledon, and his roommates at the time, Aziz, Reeves, and McDonell, drove together to give him a warm welcome.

A small birthday party was held.

"Lisanna? I remember you!"

Looking at Lisanna who looked like a hostess, Akinfenwa slapped her forehead.

Reeves whistled:

"You came to our apartment at that time, but I was so noisy that I couldn't sleep all night!" Aziz looked like an experienced driver:

"I remember very clearly that Brother Polo took hundreds of boxes of ultra-thin and large pellets from me.

Macdonald remembers it more clearly:

"Are you planning to get married in October? Hahaha, there was a certain young player in the English League B who still didn't want to fall in love, right, Lisanna?'

Li Polo had no choice but to pick up the pillows on the sofa and smash them down one by one.

As a hero of the Kuang Gang and half of the boss behind the scenes, Li Polo has been neglecting the development of the team recently, so he just wanted to pay attention to:

"How is the team doing now?"

Watching others placing cakes, the oldest big brother Akinfenwa took on the role of commentator:

"After failing to reach the Premier League last season, Adele is determined to win this year and has bought seven or eight players in a row. Last week, he spent 2 million from Ajax to buy a right back named Kenny: Teddy.

Li Polo was stunned for a moment:

"We didn't give it. Where did he get so much transfer fee?"

Akinfenwa looked at him:

"You may have forgotten that two years ago you transferred to Valencia. The club ended up transferring the money at a low price, but the contract stipulated that if you made a second transfer, Valencia would give Kuangbang a 30% share.

;

Li Polo slapped his thigh:

"Damn it, isn't Adele crazy about it?'

[With a transfer fee of 180 million, Wimbledon will get 54 million pounds!]

[Even if only calculated based on the down payment of 80 million, Kuangbang still has 24 million in the account!]

[For a British Championship team, this is definitely a very considerable income!] Akinfenwa raised his glass:

"Brother, I have to thank you for letting me see the hope of playing in the Premier League in my career!" Li Polo smiled and raised his cup and touched it lightly with him:

"You have to keep playing hard! Maybe one day we can be teammates again!"

Akinfenwa resisted the urge to punch him in the face:

"Young man, I'm already 36 this year, maybe I'll retire next year! Who are you to be your teammates?

"Have you been drinking?"

Early the next morning, as soon as Lee Polo arrived in the locker room of the training center, he was smelled of alcohol by young Mount.

The little guy with a nose as sensitive as a dog frowned:

"It's working time now. If it were my idol Cristiano Ronaldo, he wouldn't even touch Coke!

(Negative sentiment from Mount, 7!]

Li Polo nodded towards him:

"You are right, I am indeed not professional enough. I will pay attention to it next year."

Mount was stunned:

"next year?"

Li Polo shrugged his shoulders:

"Yesterday was my birthday and I had a few drinks with some old friends.'

Mount's lips trembled:

"That's right, I don't know...ah! Don't slap me on the head!"

Li Polo rubbed his slightly fluffy head:

"Let's go, little darling, why don't you practice ball with your big brother for a while?"

"Who wants to practice with you!"

"My idol is Ronaldo!"

Mount was arranging his messed-up hair, hugging the football and followed him angrily.

Li Polo looked back at him, and he immediately explained:

"I don't want to train with you, it's just that there is only one way from the locker room to the training ground!"

Li Polo nodded, stretched out his hand and pointed on the field:

"Are you the attacking midfielder? Send me a through ball from between the two pyramids. You can do it faster, right?

Mount took a glance:

"Just wait and see!"

He stood eagerly in the kick-off area. When Lee Polo reached the top of the penalty area, he immediately pushed a through ball with the arch of his left foot.

But as soon as he kicked the ball out, he couldn't help biting his lip.

[Made, why is he so fast?!]

Mount's passing was already very fast, but he still underestimated Lee Polo's sprint speed!

Li Polo's figure obviously paused for a moment before he received the pass from his teammate. Then he didn't adjust his steps and directly raised his foot to shoot!

Probably because he was forced to slow down to catch the ball, his rhythm changed. The shot didn't even hit the goal range, but directly hit the barbed wire fence on the sidelines.

Mount raised his hand:

"Sorry, I sent it too late!"

Li Polo waved his hand:

"Then please pass it to me more comfortably next time!"

Mount held his little hand:

"Okay, Brother Polo!"

Fabregas, who had just changed clothes and walked into the training ground with a football in his arms, stiffened and the football in his hand fell.

[Obviously it was me who expressed my loyalty to Brother Polo first!]

[He must be trying to take advantage of my red card suspension to get into position!]

[Damn little boy!]

On August 19, the second round of the Premier League kicked off.

On the first day of the game, Manchester United slaughtered Swansea 5:0 away from home. Newly joined Lukaku and Morata made contributions respectively, turning the "Swan Sea" into a sea of ​​death.

Manchester United, which has won both games and scored 9 goals, not only continues to sit at the top of the standings, but also dominates the crowd with its crazy offensive firepower!

Manchester United coach Mourinho showed off his arrogant and evil smile after the game:

"I have Lukaku, Morata, Rashford, Martial, Mata, Mkhitaryan, Pogba, Herrera, Ashley Young, Matic, Bailly, Wallen Siya, Jones, Blind, Smalling, Fellaini, Lingard, Lindelof, Rojo, De Gea... Every player is the best in their respective positions. As long as we keep this Momentum, we are confident to defeat any opponent!

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Except for Manchester United's wild victory, other teams performed well:

Liverpool defeated Crystal Palace 1:0 at home.

Tottenham drew 1:1 with Everton at home.

Arsenal were defeated by Stoke City 0:1 away from home.

When they were playing in full swing, Lee Poirot appeared with Conte in the press hall at the Etihad Stadium.

When they were about to enter the field, Guardiola just pushed the door open and walked out.

The Manchester City coach showed an elegant and polite smile and nodded to Conte. But Lee Polo did not accept this trick.

He shouted at Guagua’s back:

"Guardiola, just wait for me. Don't run away!"

Conte watched in stunned silence as Guardiola, known as the "Confucian Commander", disappeared from his sight at a sprint speed of 100 meters!

[Negative sentiment from Lee Polo, 44!]

"I just met Mr. Guardiola outside and I wanted to have a conversation with him, but he didn't even look at me.

I'm not lying, the surveillance here can prove it.

Since he could not communicate directly with Guardiola, Lee Polo had no choice but to vent his resentment at the press conference.

"Actually, I have looked away. He refused to sign me in the summer. It was his right. My characteristics are not in line with his team building ideas. I should respect him."

"???"

The reporters in the audience looked at each other.

[Why is this person like this?]

[A month ago, I was shouting that I was going to blow up Guagua every day. Why are I calm now?] [You are making it very difficult for us!]

[The "Guaro War" we hyped before the game became a hot topic 24 hours a day!]

Li Polo glanced at the head coach two meters away.

Conte calmly adjusted his collar and prepared himself mentally.

The Italian, accustomed to strong winds and waves, was no longer surprised.

Li Polo coughed:

"I am now a Chelsea player, and the coach is Antonio Conte. He appreciates my abilities, so now I will only think about how to repay the trust of the club and the coach, not other messy things.

Therefore, in tomorrow's game, I will do my best to beat Manchester City!"

The reporters in the audience clapped with satisfaction.

[Okay, very good!

No matter what your reason is, you just want to defeat Guardiola and Manchester City!]

[If you can’t kill him, we will spray you to death!]