Chapter 40 Illness
Although there were still 2 minutes left in this game, it was actually over. Chelsea knew that they could not equalize the score in the last 2 minutes, so they could only pretend to play against Leicester City.
At this point, all they have to do is defend hard. After all, their standings really can't support them conceding the third goal at home.
But Leicester City is different. If they really want to break the away goals record, now is a good time. After all, Eggsy's performance in the second half was so outstanding. Relying on his mobile turret style of play, it can be said that he pushed Leicester City forward completely on his own.
The forwards' performance shocked everyone, but it also rapidly consumed Eggsy's energy.
In the last two minutes, Eggsy could no longer run and was almost jogging with his legs filled with lead.
"What was the range and distance of Eggsy's running today?" Mr. Ranieri asked the assistant coach when the game was almost over, and finally he couldn't wait to stick his head out to take a look.
"The running distance is almost 12 kilometers," the assistant coach quickly took out Eggsy's game data sheet, and then paused for a moment when he was shocked by the next line of data: "His running distance coverage is 85%..."
What does 85% mean? In addition to the two goals, Eggsy can run anywhere to receive the ball and pass the ball. He can also organize offense and defense for this purpose. Eggsy maintained such a high-level green run for 43 minutes in the second half.
"So how much was it in the first half?" Ranieri knew that Eggsy had reached his limit, but while he felt distressed, he also wanted to know what Eggsy's limit was.
"In the first half, it was more than 4 kilometers," the assistant coach immediately reported, "The coverage is 64%."
"Eggssi has reached his limit." Mr. Ranieri glanced at the scoreboard and finally asked, "What is our ball possession rate?"
"63.5%."
Mr. Ranieri turned around in surprise when he heard this number. Is this the score of total ball possession? Did Eggsy manage to make it so that almost half of the balls were on Leicester City's side? !
You have to know that even Barcelona, which has a large ball possession rate, can't have a ball possession rate of more than 60% in every game. Leicester City's ball possession rate in the second half almost made Chelsea unable to touch the ball. Even if they did, they couldn't pose any threat to Leicester City. This is the charm of a ball-control midfielder.
This is the charm of ball control!
The game ended with a score of 0:2 until the 1 minute and 45 seconds of injury time. Before the Chelsea players could breathe in disappointment, there was a sudden commotion on the Leicester City side.
Eggsy fell to his knees and collapsed onto the court.
Mr. Ranieri quickly asked the team doctor to come up. At this time, Eggsy was lying on his back on the grass, gasping for breath, and his sweat was constantly flowing out of his body, making his face a little pale, and there was obvious fatigue on his face.
"Oh... Eggsy's performance was really outstanding this time, but he's obviously exhausted now, right?"
Eggsy lay on the grass and couldn't get up at all. His physical weakness and mental hunger for "food" made it impossible for him to stand up. He could only lie on the ground, gasping weakly.
When the other teammates saw him like this, they realized that he was exhausted and quickly brought him some water. Vardy even wanted to pull Eggsy up, but Eggsy couldn't sit up at all with his arm being pulled.
The doctors were using heat packs to help him regain strength, and Mahrez helped him up, letting Eggsy lean on him. Now Mr. Ranieri came over and took a piece of chocolate from his pocket and gave it to Eggsy.
"Are you hungry? Can you eat something to replenish your body?"
Eggsy shook his head. He couldn't eat now. The joy of the Leicester City fans around him was obviously not as much as that of his home stadium. Although Chelsea fans were dissatisfied with their home team, they still admired Eggsy for playing such a wonderful game for Leicester City.
It was this little appreciation that helped Eggsy recover from the brink of collapse from hunger. He drank the glucose and electrolyte water prepared by the team doctor, which helped him recover in one breath. But Eggsy looked like he had been fished out of the water. He was exhausted and sweating profusely. The team doctor even stuffed the water cup into his hand.
"You need to stay hydrated, constantly."
Eggsy drank some water reluctantly and sat on the sidelines for a long time before he could catch his breath. He stood up with the help of Vardy and Mahrez.
There were still many fans who had not left the stadium. They never hesitated to applaud and cheered for Eggsy. Eggsy was too embarrassed to look at the fans who were applauding him. He blushed and reluctantly walked to the player tunnel.
Because Eggsy was exhausted, Leicester City had to wait a long time before completing some follow-up tasks. For example, the players took a shower.
"I don't!"
Eggsy was now wrapped in a big towel like a weak kitten and was blocked in the bathroom by his teammates: "I can wash myself!"
Captain Morgan was holding a towel sprinkled with shower gel, and was approaching Vardy, who was holding shower gel and shampoo.
"Okay, just sit still. You don't want the whole team to wait for you, do you?"
"It's okay, baby. Dad will help you wash quickly. Just sit still and don't fall again."
When Eggsy came into the bathroom, his legs almost gave out and he fell flat on his face, which scared his teammates. Of course, he could have chosen not to take a shower, but the team doctor said that Eggsy needed hot water and a hot compress to restore his strength.
So he has to take a bath whether he wants to or not.
Of course, the teammates didn't dare to let Eggsy go in to take a shower alone, so Eggsy started hiding from his teammates. His teammates tried desperately to give him a shower, hoping that he would finish quickly and not catch a cold again.
Mr. Ranieri and the assistant coaches were outside listening to their noise and just asked, "Haven't you finished washing yet?"
Forced by this shout, Eggsy had no other choice but to show fear on his face. Seeing that his teammates were planning to fight for real, he had to settle for the second best and finally compromised.
The voice was weak, like a hum, and he said: "Just, just help me wash my hair, I will wash the rest myself..."
The teammates couldn't help but laugh when they saw Eggsy being cornered. Actually, they didn't plan to give Eggsy a bath, because he was already so old, and everyone would get awkward.
But it is necessary to let this kid know what it means to do things within one's ability! Otherwise, next time this kid fails again, who will take care of him? He must be watched closely, what if he falls down again while washing?
That’s what they said, but when their sons were exhausted, every one of the fathers present was as nervous as they could be.
Of course, there was no pervert watching the kids take a shower, but every minute a teammate who was cleaning up or looking at his phone would ask a question into the bathroom.
"Are you okay? Didn't faint again?"
Eggsy was about to answer with a blushing face, feeling a little ashamed and humiliated: "Not bad, not bad..."
Then the teammates outside burst into laughter, making Eggsy wish he could grow himself into a big mushroom in the corner of the bathroom.
When Eggsy came out, he was wet and red all over, which made the purple patch on his arm look even scarier. The team doctor examined Eggsy again and gave him some medicine, but Eggsy couldn't wait to dig out his locker and take out his cell phone.
What are you looking at?
Of course, he read the text messages Modric and Ramos sent him.
The first one with the most is Modric's.
'Eggsy, as a player I want to praise your excellent performance today, but as a senior I must say that you don't know how to cherish yourself.
You need to be more cautious and protect yourself. You are still young and it is easy for you to make mistakes or be taken advantage of by others. I hope you can find an agent as soon as possible and he will handle these things for you.
And: I am very optimistic about your mobile turret! '
Eggsy was stunned on the spot. What mobile turret?
Then he quickly flipped to the next post of Ramos and saw a sentence.
'Good job! Just kick their ball to death!'
…
Eggsy suddenly felt that Ramos was indeed capable of being the captain of Real Madrid.
"Eggsy!" The team doctor happened to look back and saw Eggsy wrapped in a large bath towel with his upper body naked, showing off his beautiful six-pack abs and thin waist.
"If you catch a cold, you'll have a fever!"
"oh……"
"Oh what?! Get dressed! Stop playing with your phone!"
Because of Eggsy's problem, the Leicester City bus left Chelsea's home stadium very late. This time, when Eggsy was getting on the bus, he suddenly felt a chill on his back. Just like last time, he looked back and touched his back, but found nothing.
"Strange, why do I suddenly feel a chill on my back?"
This time Eggsy was careful, but as soon as he got on the bus and sat down, the bus started moving. He didn't expect to encounter a traffic jam as soon as he got out. In addition, there were tabloid reporters waiting outside, so the bus might even be slower than a bicycle.
Many players on the bus began to close their eyes and rest because they were too tired, and some even adjusted themselves. And when Eggsy was on the bus, as the team doctor expected, he had a fever.
He couldn't help shivering when he put on Eggsy's coat. Vardy, who was standing by, felt uncomfortable. He quickly put the thicker coat in his backpack on him, then took out the thick blanket prepared on the bus and borrowed a hat from his teammate.
Eggsy is as obedient as a kitten and does whatever he is told to do. Maybe because of the fever, his body's defense system is activated. His eyes are a faint golden color. He squints like a lazy feline, leaning on you to keep warm.
If it was a normal Vardy, he would definitely be bothered and push someone else away, but now, Eggsy can lean on him, even if his shoulder is uncomfortable, his thigh is okay~
But the temperature on Eggsy's forehead was still rising. He leaned on Vardy's shoulder, half asleep and half awake, and looked groggy. The team doctor came to take a look. Because the players could not take medicine, he just put a fever-reducing patch on Eggsy's forehead.
Eggsy leaned on his teammates and was lazy all the way without saying a word.
There was a fever-reducing patch on his forehead, with a small tuft of hair sticking out of the patch. His face was red due to the fever. He was wrapped in a brown furry blanket and wearing a hat with furry bear ears. He was leaning against his teammates.
Looking from the bus window, it looked both pitiful and cute.
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