I am Vardy

Moyes knows that his tactics are not invincible. Facing a super strong team, he still has a higher chance of losing.

Everton's defense may not be able to prevent the strong attack of the super strong team, and the counterattack may not be able to penetrate the defense of the super strong team. This is the most basic problem.

But Villa is not a super strong team, they don't have such a terrible attack, and they don't have such a tight defense.

Excuse me, who gave you the confidence?

"I think Jamie must be very happy to hear what you said!" Moyes shrugged, spread his palms, and said indifferently.

That's right, Vardy was really happy after hearing O'Leary's remarks about himself, because life is too ordinary, always funny and annoying, and he needs more passion.

Very good, you said you found a way to restrain me, then please use it to your heart's content.

In this way, my counterattack will be more beneficial!

During the warm-up before the game, Vardy took the time to look at O'Leary in front of the visiting team's bench.

"What are you doing?" Gravesen asked Vardy in a low voice when he returned to the team.

Vardy kept his gaze unchanged, turned his head and said, "I'll go and fix my position, and I'll prepare to launch a missile to blow him up later!"

Gravesen rolled his eyes, "I think it's more realistic for you to fart and kill him in the past!"

Vardy's eyes lit up, this is a good idea!

So Vardy walked to the sidelines, about seven or eight yards from the visiting bench, and turned around.

Pouted his buttocks and twisted around, as if he was brewing something.

Everyone on the visiting team's bench looked at Vardy's concave shape in front, and had no idea what this bastard was going to do.

After Vardy twisted his buttocks, the backseat sank sharply, and at the same time, he dubbed-"Boom!"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Excuse me, what do you mean?

You are a rocket and you want to launch?

But then Vardy turned around and told everyone what he meant!

He stretched out his left hand, fanned it gently in front of his nose, and made an exaggerated expression of frowning, as if he smelled an unacceptable smell and wanted to drive it away quickly.

Are you farting on me?

O'Leary felt the blood rushing up against the top of his head, and he was about to explode!

referee!

Where is the referee?

This bastard insulted me, he farted on me!

Regardless of the taste, the key is that he dubbed it!

Boom!

O'Leary glanced around, but did not find the referee. It turned out that it was not time for the referee to enter the field at this time.

"Whoever kicks that bastard's ass hard, I guarantee that he will start the next game!" O'Leary said to the players around him through gritted teeth.

At this time, all the players behind him are substitute players, who rarely have the opportunity to play, and the conditions of the coach can be said to be tempting.

But everyone is not stupid. Fighting under the watchful eyes of the public, the FA fines, it is estimated that they will not be able to play football for a season.

Therefore, everyone chose to retreat in a tacit understanding!

Neat one step, two steps, three steps——

There is no one around O'Leary anymore...

The moment he looked back, O'Leary had the urge to sell all of Villa's substitute players...

O'Leary was uncomfortable, and Moyes was equally uncomfortable.

Moyes is really terrified of Vardy's character who has to be funny when he has nothing to do.

God knows when he will be punished and punished for not playing for a season. Will Everton still be a mess?

 …

Soon, players from both sides assembled in the player tunnel, preparing for the appearance ceremony.

There were constant cheers at Goodison Park, and when Vardy walked out of the player tunnel, many banners and pictorials of him were erected in the stands.

Vardy is very happy, it seems that he is quite popular too!

But when he saw the specific content on the pictorial clearly, his face instantly collapsed, and he felt bad all over!

"Please bind me, please ravage me, please don't take pity on me!"

"I love your goals, but even more your bundles!"

"Professional gymnasts, good flexibility, satisfy all your hobbies!"

 …

The pictures on the pictorial are all about Vardy's posture bound by tricks, all kinds of ecstasy, all kinds of temptations, especially the expressions, how wretched and wretched they are!

Vardy just wanted to ask: Who are your fans?

In other words, I am the spokesperson of the Doubi system, but why are there so many Doubi fans, is it that the system is flooded now?

Several animals had laughed until their stomachs ached. What a happy stadium atmosphere!

The Villa players were dumbfounded. They should have had a chilling atmosphere, and they were ready to fight a tough battle, but they were suddenly so discouraged by the Everton fans!

But after the game started, everyone became serious. Maybe we could have a little more fun before, but now it's time to decide the winner, please keep calm!

Ten minutes before the opening, both sides were in the testing stage, and neither of them directly threw out the killing move.

Naturally, Everton will not take the initiative to attack, even if there is a chance, it is just a taste;

As for Villa, unless they go crazy, they will play away against Everton, so that Everton can counterattack and beat Villa out!

After a period of trial and error, the two sides also got to know each other roughly, and they began to get better!

Villa didn't rush forward, and started to attack step by step. It doesn't matter if they can't win, the important thing is not to give Everton a chance to counterattack.

Everton were also slowed down and had to tangle with Villa in midfield.

Vardy repeatedly sprints and presses in the midfield position, but he has no way to form a linkage with his teammates. A center like Ferguson is more suitable for standing in the penalty area. It is a bit embarrassing for him to press at a high position.

After repeated several times, Vardy began to pant a little bit. Seeing that it was useless, he simply gave up and continued to press.

Turning his head and glanced at O'Leary, who had a calm expression on the sidelines, Vardy felt that this guy really had two brushes.

O'Leary is not talking nonsense, he really thought of a way to limit Vardy's performance, and that is to force Vardy to the side.

When it was Everton's turn to attack, there was a defensive player in front and behind him, and he kept a certain distance from Vardy, so that Vardy had no space and route to go from the side to the center.

In this way, whether it is a counterattack or a positional battle, the possibility of Vardy's impact is blocked.

This wishful thinking is so loud!

But Vardy would like to ask O'Leary, is this the reason for you to pretend?

Well, it seems that I have been underestimated!

Maybe this kind of defense will make him unable to rush up, or even stay away from the goal.

But you are so sure that I can't pass or assist?

Believe it or not, I used assists to disable you in this game?

What? You do not believe?

Very good, then today I will show you how powerful I am as a "little assist expert"!