Chapter 283: Thief can brag~
"Eggsy! Over here!"
Harry Kane was quickly moving towards the Welsh back line. Even though there were four Welsh defenders blocking him at this time, Harry Kane still shouted and started asking Eggsy for the ball.
This sound was actually very clear even with the cheers of the fans around him. Eggsy still rushed out despite the blockade of three people, and he found the gap between the three people and kicked the ball directly, making the ball fly at high speed almost close to the ground to where Harry Kane was.
"This goal! Brilliant!"
Not only the host, but also the audience cheered for this goal! It was so exquisite that all the Welsh players who saw it had no time to intercept it, and it was just at the point where Harry Kane had directly penetrated and shot!
This ball even crossed the entire midfield, flying directly from England's own midfield half to Wales' back half. Such a long distance and such an accurate pass, even with tactical prediction, is definitely one of the top 10 wonderful passes of the year!
Harry Kane did not disappoint Eggsy, and shot right after receiving the ball.
"Goal!" The host's cheers and the audience's cheers immediately resounded throughout the stadium! "Harry Kane! This goal in the second half of extra time, 2:1, secured England's victory!"
"Look, Harry Kane is celebrating around half court - oh! He hugged his teammate Eggsy and even lifted him up! Hahaha~"
"England was really helped by God today. Rashford's assists and Vardy and Harry Kane's goals were all inseparable from Eggsy's precise ball control and feeding~"
Now everyone has seen the wonderful performance of Eggsy, a young player who is not even 20 years old, in England's group stage. At least at this time everyone has thought that maybe, probably, maybe England's terminal illness of slumping in the World Cup every year can be entrusted to Eggsy?
I can't say that everyone has this kind of exaggerated idea, but at least many people have thought of it. However, some people have a little rational analysis ability and know that it is unlikely to put the hope of the entire English team on Eggsy alone.
But there are always people in this world who are not very smart or have no brains. They are likely to use their imaginations to make up stories, but everyone knows that once they use their imaginations to make up stories, the unreasonable world can become reasonable for you.
When all the numbers on the timer returned to zero, the English fans in the stands and the lounge area burst into earth-shattering cheers! His teammates and the management and coaching staff who rushed onto the court really lifted Eggsy up and tossed him back and forth in the air several times before letting him down.
Even the host said that England had a pretty good start this time and is expected to get good results this year~
This sentence served as a complete wake-up call to the media on the scene. The original beginning was not important. What was important now was that they were all changed to a similar title: Eggsy can lead the entire English football to glory!
As we all know, when British tabloids praise their own football, it is really exaggerated and full of nonsense. This time, Eggsy was indeed the most important part of England's victory. He was like the minister of the back-end department, continuously delivering all the ammunition to the forwards.
What’s more, all the bullets delivered were large-caliber, so it was so exciting to shoot them!
Although it seems that this is indeed the result of Eggsy's efforts, the external conditions cannot be ignored. Wales does not have any top defenders and midfielders. If they meet the Spanish team... they really have to mark people, and Eggsy can't say whether he can pass the ball.
So this is what is called: no comparison, no harm.
But Eggsy, who had just come off the court and was covered in sweat, didn't know about this yet. He just walked slowly to the rest area while being patted on the head by his teammates, took out the water from his backpack and started drinking.
By the way, Eggsy also pulled up his jersey to wipe the sweat off his face. With just these few movements, his beautiful eight-pack abs and lean waist were fully revealed. It is conceivable that the flash lights around were flashing so fast that people on the court couldn't open their eyes.
But Eggsy didn't care. He just felt that his new socks were not very comfortable to wear today, so he took off his shoes and socks the next second. He felt that the sweat-soaked shoes and socks were too uncomfortable to be tied with leggings, so he just walked to the locker room barefoot.
"Eggsy? What are you doing?"
Rashford saw Eggsy was about to leave barefoot, so he quickly grabbed him, looked down at Eggsy's feet that looked like they were carved out of marble, and was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say.
"?" Eggsy also looked down at his feet, then looked at his own feet, and lifted his own toes and said, "My feet don't smell."
This sentence is a declarative sentence, and the raised feet are all white and clean.
But Rashford seemed to be confused by what was asked, and was speechless for a moment by Eggsy's cuteness. He put his hands on his waist and lowered his head, thinking about it with a smile, and then suddenly understood why Vardy said that Eggsy was a big baby in the team.
"I, that's not what I meant." Rashford smiled, then said: "You know that feet are very important to players, right? If you go back barefoot, what if there is something on the ground?"
Eggsy thought about it and felt that this was the unfamiliar Millennium Stadium and not the Bernabeu of Real Madrid. Rashford was right, so Eggsy really put on his socks, but did not pull them up and directly put on his sneakers and started walking back.
The next step is the locker room's inherent truncation, showering, changing clothes, and packing up. Of course, players who perform well today may also trigger the head coach's call to attend the press conference with him.
But what they all didn't expect today was that Sir Alex Ferguson did come, but he had a worried and angry look on his face. As soon as he entered the locker room, the voices in the locker room immediately quieted down.
Sir Ferguson frowned tightly, looking like he was sulking about something. No one dared to say anything, everyone lowered their heads and did their own things. When Eggsy came out after changing his clothes, he was wondering why it became so quiet, but he didn't expect that Sir Ferguson called him over.
"Eggsy, come with me."
Now all the teammates in the locker room looked at Eggsy. Eggsy himself was shocked and followed him out obediently.
Sir Ferguson didn't walk far. He just took Eggsy out of the locker room and started talking in a low voice at the door.
"Eggsy, I hope you can refuse all media interviews when you return this time."
Huh? Eggsy was also stunned after hearing this request. To be honest, as a player, he also knew that there were some media requirements in his contract with the club, but the national team asked him not to accept interviews...
Of course Sir Alex Ferguson also noticed the dazed look on Eggsy's face. He just sighed and said, "Of course I know it's difficult for you, but I promise it's for your own good. And it's not a long-term rejection of interviews, but don't accept them in the last few games."
"Can I ask why?"
When Eggsy heard Sir Ferguson say this, he couldn't help but think of the fact that Sir Ferguson had unilaterally banned a lot of media because of the media's nonsense. What he was thinking now was, could it be that some media had just asked Sir Ferguson about his own affairs without any eyesight, and made him angry?
Don't tell me, don't tell me, what Eggsy is guessing is actually a bit like the facts. However, Eggsy didn't guess what made Sir Alex Ferguson so angry that he even wanted Eggsy to ban the media.
"In fact, a lot of media have just asked me what I think of your competition."
Sir Alex Ferguson would not have explained so much to the players in the past. The old Sir had a soft temper. Of course, he would have just given a rough idea at most, not as detailed as he did now.
"Of course I will not be stingy with my praise for you, but Eggsy, what worries me is not how they write, but how the English fans will really see you when they write about me praising you."
This made Eggsy feel nervous, because Sir Alex Ferguson went on to say: "After I praised your performance, they felt that you would be England's hope to win the championship this time, and they were even prepared to write a report about it."
Eggsy was completely stunned!
Sir Alex Ferguson rubbed his brows in annoyance and sighed, "More than one media outlet will write this."
When I heard Ferguson say that, I almost held my head in horror!!
He really, really wanted to rush to ask those media, did he, Eggsy, offend them in some way? He said that he was England this time? Winning the championship? EXM? ! Are you really right? ? ? If you change a national team, or remove the championship and change it to qualifying, Eggsy will not be as surprised as he is now, okay! ?
"They...what do they think of me?" Eggsy now understood why Sir Ferguson asked Eggsy to ban all media interviews.
"Maybe it's the savior." Ferguson was probably so angry that he lost his temper. He couldn't help but laugh at this time. He said this out of the blue, which made Eggsy dumbfounded!
Eggsy was stunned for a long time, and finally sighed deeply, then took out his mobile phone and told his agent Miliaccio about the situation.
Of course, Miliaccio was speechless on the other end of the phone. He took a deep breath, smacked his lips, thought for a while and said, "If it really doesn't work, you don't have to stay in the UK. Aren't you going to have a holiday in a few days? Just go back to Spain."
“What about advertising?”
"Let them all move to Madrid to shoot!" Miliaccio had thought of an answer in these few seconds: "Just say that I'm busy with training, or just tell him to do closed training. I'm not like you who would be caught by those British media for interviews. These British media who are full of nonsense will definitely make you a god!"
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