I am Vardy

The Manchester United fans in the stands are as excited as they are. Vardy's two consecutive goal line rescues are more important than his goals. If both goals are scored, Manchester United will be equalized!

The players on the Liverpool field are really downcast, Manchester United's luck is simply against the sky!

Although the two headers were both own goals, who would have thought that Vardy, a striker, played the role of the post perfectly, blocking the two almost inevitable own goals.

Excuse me, is there anything else you can't do?

"It's Vardy again, it's Vardy again, he saved Manchester United with the goal line once again!"

"It's hard to imagine what a striker can do!"

"These two goal line saves can be regarded as two goals. Vardy made a contribution equivalent to three goals to Manchester United in the first half, which is incredible!"

"Please call Vardy in the future - the walking post!"

 …

The commentator no longer knows what language to use to praise Vardy, and Vardy has done things he couldn't even imagine.

The fans in the middle were also overwhelmed by Vardy's two close rescues, and they almost worshiped.

"I finally know that the most suitable position for Vardy is the goalkeeper!"

"Well, indeed, compared to Vardy, Van der Sar's position selection in front of goal is indeed a bit worse!"

"A striker who can score goals and guard his goal, what should we call him? Goal forward?"

"Liverpool must be desperate,

Can't defend against Vardy's goals when defending, and can't break through the gate guarded by Vardy when attacking..."

 …

The game is still going on, and although everyone is amazed by Vardy's magical strokes, Vardy has not let down his vigilance at all.

He knew that under the control of the system, Ferdinand would never admit defeat, and he would definitely work tirelessly to score own goals.

There is still a long way to go to complete the task.

At the end of the first half, Manchester United entered the locker room with a score of 2:0 at home. It seemed that the game had already entered the control of the Red Devils.

"Jamie, your two goal line saves are awesome!"

"Yes, thank you so much, I will treat you to dinner tomorrow!"

"In comparison, your goal feeling is not so important!"

While walking to the locker room, the teammates once again praised Vardy's performance.

Vardy smiled at every teammate, except for Ferdinand.

Ferdinand was very depressed. Even if I almost scored an own goal, it is not such a big fault.

If it weren't for my own goal, how could there be your wonderful performance.

Besides, I'm not the only one who has an own goal. Didn't Vidic almost contribute one too? Why are you only targeting me?

I don't agree!

If Vardy knows what Ferdinand is thinking now, then Vardy will definitely spray him all over the face.

It was an accident for Nemanja Vidic, did you mean it on purpose?

Of course, Vardy also knows that this is not all to blame for Vidic, the cheating system controls everything, and Ferdinand can't resist the will of the system, just like he can't go against the will of the system.

Didn't I have been forcibly transformed into a funny man by the system!

In the locker room, Ferguson explained the tactics of the second half, emphasizing the main points, but Vardy's mind was obviously not here.

He has been thinking about how to stop Ferdinand's own goal.

The best way is naturally to get Ferdinand out of the game, but if he goes to Ferguson to apply for Ferdinand's replacement now, it is estimated that the old man will immediately transform into Tyson and bite Vardy's ears hard....

As a player, you still want to interfere with the coach's substitution adjustment?

Dream it!

Therefore, this path is doomed to fail.

It seems that it can only be done secretly.

Hope Ferdinand doesn't blame himself!

At the beginning of the second half, Liverpool began to attack again. For the Red Army, losing to their century-old enemy at the beginning of the league is obviously not a result they are willing to accept, even if they are playing away.

Naturally, there is no need for Manchester United to go straight to the front. The team's focus is more on defense, and the confrontation in the midfield escalates in a straight line.

After a series of cooperation from the Red Army, Alonso's strong shot was blocked by Vidic and flew out of the baseline. Liverpool won another corner kick.

Seeing this scene, Manchester United fans were a little panicked.

I don't know if Manchester United is cursed today or what, Liverpool almost scored a few corner kicks.

If the Red Army's corner kick tactics are so novel, it's nothing to score directly. The key is that the real threat is all caused by their own people.

Ferdinand almost had an own goal, and Vidic followed with a copy and paste. If it wasn't for Vardy's mysterious appearance on the goal line, I'm afraid Manchester United would have been equalized by this time.

So now that Liverpool gets another corner kick, no one at Manchester United can calm down.

Even Ferdinand and Nemanja Vidic were worried, thinking that they would not be unlucky enough to make an own goal, right?

At this time, Vardy knew that he should take a shot. If Liverpool's corner kick is allowed, he is not sure that he can stop Ferdinand's single-minded own goal.

Ferdinand was entangled with Crouch, who came off the bench. Although Crouch was extremely poor in physical confrontation, he couldn't stand up to others, so Ferdinand didn't dare to be careless.

And just as the two were pulling each other, Vardy quietly appeared next to the two of them like a shadow, across Ferdinand, grabbed Crouch's butt, caressed it, and then retracted it like lightning I got my own salty pig's hand.

Crouch was shocked by Vardy's touch. He never thought that there would be a salty and wet boss on the court, and his skin was covered with goose bumps.

He turned his head instantly, but didn't notice Vardy's movement.

So, who did it?

There is no one else beside me except Ferdinand, and there is only one truth.

Looking furiously at Ferdinand beside him, Crouch's eyes seemed to be cannibalistic, as if Ferdinand had seduced Clancy.

The innocent look on Ferdinand's face, he wasn't pretending, it was real.

Because Mao Crouch looked at him as if he was going to kill someone, didn't he just pull him a few times, and he couldn't bear it?

Finally, Crouch couldn't bear it anymore, and slammed Ferdinand's shoulder hard with his shoulder, causing Ferdinand to stagger.

Fei Pengpeng was stunned, and also angry!

Are you rebellious?

Although the two are England internationals at the same time, Ferdinand's status is far from that of a fringe international like Crouch. Usually Crouch would not dare to pretend to be big cloves in front of Ferdinand!

How could Ferdinand tolerate other people's arrogance on his head, so he gave Crouch a shot without saying a word, and the shoulders of the two collided painfully.

Players from both sides around were a bit confused, that's good, how did they become top players?

The referee hurriedly stopped the game, came to the two, and warned them a few words, but did not show them a yellow card. After all, such small actions are normal in corner kicks, as long as they are not excessive, it is fine.

"Be careful!" Ferdinand said to Crouch viciously.

And Crouch fought back not to be outdone: "Go away, salty wet guy!"

Vardy looked at the two bullfighting people in general, but he was a little dissatisfied.

Shouldn't the referee give each of them a yellow card?

Shouldn't they fight harder?

Vardy didn't think about letting Ferdinand be sent off with a red card. Although this can complete the task, Manchester United will have to play more and less in the rest of the time, which is not in the interests of Manchester United.

What he wanted was to anger Ferdinand, and it would be better to carry a yellow card on his back, so that Ferguson would definitely replace Ferdinand, who was out of control, so that he could complete the task without bloodshed.

In fact, it didn't do much harm to Ferdinand, it was nothing more than playing less half-court.

Find him a young model when you are alone, and everything will be solved!

If that doesn't work out, then two...

Without a doubt, this is the most cost-effective solution.

Even if Ferdinand can't control his impulse, isn't there still Vardy staring at him, he must not let him run away.

Ferdinand and Crouch are still entangled, and Vardy can only continue to guard the goal line tremblingly.

Fortunately, this time Liverpool's corner kick was looking for Carragher. Even if Ferdinand wanted an own goal, he had no chance.

Vardy has survived another catastrophe, but he knows that his plan should be accelerated.

time is life!

After destroying Liverpool's corner kick, Manchester United played a fast break, but it was quickly resolved by Liverpool, and the two sides launched a fierce confrontation in the midfield.

But at this time, Vardy found Ferdinand and whispered in his ear.

"When Crouch passed me just now, he called you a bitch!"

After speaking, Vardy ran to the frontcourt and began to participate in the offense.

Hidden merit and fame!

Leave the rest to Ferdinand, and I believe this hot-tempered shaggy-haired man will not remain indifferent.

Sure enough, in the next defense, Ferdinand, who had already been teased out of his temper, mercilessly kicked Crouch to the ground after receiving the ball, and then stood there condescendingly looking at Crouch, with It was all contempt.

Crouch is completely angry, you just molested me just now, it's not over, right?

Getting up angrily, he pushed Ferdinand on him, pushing Ferdinand back.

How could Ferdinand suffer such a disadvantage, and pushed back, and the two of them almost scuffled together.

Seeing that things had happened as expected, Vardy rushed over to separate the two.

Now the level is just right, don't make a fuss!

It was impossible for the players on both sides to watch their teammates suffer, and they all rushed over to stand and cheer, and the field was in chaos.

The referee blew his whistle to separate the people on both sides. He didn't want his law enforcement game to turn into a violent battle.

After the situation calmed down, the referee called Ferdinand and Crouch to him, and each of them showed a yellow card.

The pushing and shoving of the two caused a scuffle between the two sides. As the instigators, it is impossible for them to escape punishment. However, considering that the two did not really fight each other, a yellow card is more appropriate. A direct red card sent off is a bit too heavy a sentence .

Although Ferdinand and Crouch accepted the punishment, they still didn't like each other very much. They looked so hot, as if they could have another fight at any time.

At this time, Vardy, the real instigator, snickered.

He knew that his plan had succeeded.

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