The strongest blade in football

Chapter 170 Wembley (5500 words chapter)
On May 2011, 5, the sky over London was sunny and the temperature was 14 degrees, which was suitable for watching and playing football.

Northwest London, Wembley Stadium, the birthplace of glory.

This afternoon, countless people wearing red and light blue jerseys gradually gathered here.

For fans, Wembley Stadium is a national symbol, a stadium representing all British people, and Wembley has recorded countless memories.

Among the many large-scale events, there is one event that runs through.

History jumps forward.

In the world in 1871, the Paris Commune was born in France, Emperor Guangxu of the Qing Dynasty was born, and in the British Isles, the oldest football match - the FA Cup was born!

The FA Cup is organized and named by the Football Association. Any qualified team can sign up, and the event even sinks to England amateur teams.

Including 20 top clubs in the Premier League, 72 professional clubs in the British Championship, League One, and League Two, as well as hundreds of non-professional national league systems, a total of over 600 teams participated in this event.

Today, the FA Cup final is here.

Today, tens of thousands of spectators will witness the birth of a new champion.

After the subway exits Wembley Park, it is a straight long pedestrian street. The buildings on both sides extend to the end, and the bowl-shaped Wembley Stadium and the white arches are looming.

There is a small square next to the subway station. At 1:[-] p.m., Dong Chao and his party have arrived here.

Coach Zhang, the team leader, counted the number of players one by one, emphasized the rules when watching the game, and then walked towards the field with Dong Chao and others leading the young players.

Walking along this long street with countless British fans, Dong Chao's heart was full of excitement. Accompanied by the singing that sounded from time to time around him, he looked at the Wembley Stadium at the far end, and a kind of enthusiasm for the imminent battle rose in his heart. .

On both sides of the road, there are shops made by fans and official shops, selling some fan supplies.

Policemen wearing eye-catching yellow vests gathered in twos and threes to chat, and there were also mounted policemen on black horses standing on the side of the road. It was obvious that the security of this game was unprecedented.

In this game, the fan camps belong to different areas, and they will be separated by security before entering the stadium.

As we all know, Stoke City and Manchester City are not London teams, and the two teams were not strong teams in the past. Even though Manchester City has been strong in the past two years, it is nothing to the long history of British football.

Therefore, the tickets for both sides of the FA Cup are enough and can be purchased at the original price, even if they are in the front row, they are only about 100 pounds per ticket.

Unlike some times, when giants play ordinary teams, there are always people who cannot buy tickets and are forced to go undercover to face each other.

After a while, Dong Chao and his team arrived in front of Wembley Stadium. Facing the behemoth in front of them, no one could restrain the idea of ​​"checking in".

Coach Zhang had been prepared for a long time, and the disciples quickly lined up as soon as he gave an order.

The young players stood in front, the team leader Dong Chao and the staff accompanying Manchester City were behind, and the banners they carried were unfurled in front of them.

I saw white characters on a red background on a five-meter banner, and it was written in bold in Microsoft Yahei——

"The U12 red team of Luneng Sports School wishes Wang Nuo a great victory in the FA Cup final!"

Coach Zhang holds the camera and directs everyone to adjust their posture.

"Come on, call me, 3 2 1, get in, get in, get in!"

"Hold on, grin your mouth, go in, go in, go in, eh... okay, smile, okay, okay, change!"

Coach Zhang took seven or eight pictures in a row, retracted the camera, and pulled out another roll of silk banner from his backpack.

The banner just now was for the match parties, clubs and media, and the next banner was carefully prepared by Wang Zhongshi's team and asked them to bring it from China, and it will be used for cheering in the arena later!

Of course, at Wembley, banners like this can only be placed on the slopes of the front steps of the stands on each floor, and they have to seize the site in advance when entering the stadium.

In mid-April, after Manchester City defeated Manchester United in the FA Cup semi-final, Wang Zhongshi's team jointly launched a lottery activity called "Help Wang Nuo, win the championship" in conjunction with several websites.

All event participants who upload the handwritten version of "Wang Nuo Come on" photos to the designated link before May 5 will have the opportunity to draw Wang Nuo's autographed jersey, signed football and other gifts.

There are many participants in this event, because everyone wants to sign jerseys, and they also really pay attention to Wang Nuo, hoping that Manchester City can win the championship.

The new banner was larger than the previous one, one meter wide and nearly six meters long.

After unfolding, suddenly there are four big characters "Wang Nuo Come on".

At first glance, it looks ordinary, but if you get closer, you will find that the four big characters are composed of countless small pictures. They are the photos of the handwritten "Wang Nuo Come on" uploaded in the original event!

However, through careful design, according to the changes in light and shade of the photos, they are arranged, combined and spliced. From a distance, it just looks like the words "Wang Nuo, come on".

This banner is actually similar to the names of season ticket holders engraved on the pillars outside Manchester City's home court. Fans far away in China cannot go to the scene in person, but their sincere blessings will be on the stands and presented to everyone.

This time, the camera was handed over to Dong Chao, and everyone stood behind the new banner that was pulled up.

Dong Chao gestured twice, feeling a little uncomfortable... He also wanted to take this photo with everyone.

So, he looked left and right twice, trying to find a passerby to help.

Dong Chao has CET-[-], but he is still a mute in the UK. His self-confidence has been destroyed yesterday, and he is really embarrassed to say hello to ordinary British people.

Suddenly, a handsome Asian girl with a bag appeared in the field of vision.

She has delicate features but no makeup, wheat-colored skin, and a slender figure. She wears low-key casual trousers and flat leather shoes.

More importantly, she was wearing Wang Nuo's No. 43 Manchester City home jersey!
This girl may be Chinese!

Just ask her to help!
"What are you doing?" Coach Zhang yelled at Dong Chao who had slipped away suddenly.

"Wait until I find someone to take a full picture of us." Dong Chao asked someone for help after finishing his sentence.

It was the first time for Jia Xiaoxian to come to Wembley Stadium.

She took a day off from school on the pretext of being sick, and sneaked out alone.

She rejected the Expeditionary Army for International Students in Paris, rejected Lisa's invitation, and also rejected the private invitation of Senior Brother Han Li who is a master's student.

Everyone knows that she and Wang Nuo had a good relationship before, but they broke up later.

Jia Xiaoxian simply let his friends maintain this impression.

She is a strong girl who can't stand random comments, and it's fine now.

In the past year, while completing her studies, she has thought of many ways to increase her income in her spare time.

She is now mainly engaged in online translation and online tutoring. She is also an overseas blogger, and the scholarship she applied for is enough for her own use.

When she came to the UK this time, she packed lightly and was going to go back after watching the game.

She has already bought the tickets, and she only needs to go to the ticket collection gate to pick them up, so she is not in a hurry.

It was a long time before she left Sai, she was walking slowly, at this moment, she felt someone tap her on the shoulder.

Turning his head, he saw a square Asian face.

"Beauty, Chinese? Can you do me a favor?"

"What are you busy with?"

Dong Chao pointed not far away with his finger, "I want to ask you to help take a photo, look, it's right there."

"No problem, of course."

Jia Xiaoxian took the camera and walked over.

From a distance, she saw the content on the banner.

That name made her heart beat a little faster, but Jia Xiaoxian didn't show any abnormality on his face.

Dong Chao quickly ran into the group taking pictures, and everyone put into poses, click, click.

Jia Xiaoxian's photography skills are good, and the photos have been well received by everyone. At this time, coach Zhang, the team leader, also noticed the number on the back of Jia Xiaoxian's jersey.

"Seeing that you wear number 43, you also support Wang Nuo? Why don't you take a group photo with everyone? I'll take it."

Coach Zhang is a typical big man from Shandong, and he offered the invitation with a smile.

Jia Xiaoxian quickly waved his hand, "The jersey was given by a friend. It just so happens that he is coming to Wembley today. I'll take a look and take a photo."

"Damn, what's the matter, come on, are they all Chinese, take one."

"That's right, shoot one shot." The other team leader and Dong Chao also encouraged, and the young players immediately gave up the C position in the first row.

The hospitality was hard to come by, Jia Xiaoxian half pushed and stood in.

Coach Zhang clicked the camera a few more times.

"At that time, you can search the official website of 'Lifetime Nuo Fan Club' on the Internet, and I will upload all the photos there." Dong Chao said.

"If you have my photo, don't send it. Just send it to my email address." Jia Xiaoxian took out a paper and pen from his backpack and left an email address for Dong Chao.

Dong Chao could see that she seemed inconvenient, and he didn't force it. He put his hands together politely and said, "Okay, no problem. Thank you for your help today. I wish you a happy watching the game."

"Enjoy watching the game!" Jia Xiaoxian waved to everyone, then turned and left.

When Jia Xiaoxian walked away, Coach Zhang packed up the banners and found that Dong Chao was a little dazed, so he moved over.

"What's the matter, standing here in a daze." He said.

"That woman just now was a bit strange." Dong Chao frowned, still looking in the direction where Jia Xiaoxian disappeared.

"What's wrong?"

"You didn't pay close attention to that jersey on her, did you?" Dong Chao asked suddenly.

"What do you mean?" Coach Zhang didn't respond.

Dong Chao turned his head, patted Coach Zhang on the shoulder, and sighed, "I have bought a lot of Wang Nuo's signed jerseys in the past two years, and hers feels real."

"What's the matter? Unhappy people have a signed jersey?"

"A signed jersey is nothing, but I looked carefully just now, and there are probably twenty names signed on her clothes."

"I am also familiar with the signatures of those big names in Manchester City. Not surprisingly, it is a signed jersey of the entire Manchester City team!"

Just as Coach Zhang opened his mouth wide, Dong Chao added, "What's even more incredible is that, judging from the handwriting, all the signatures are very similar in shade and color, and I'm afraid they are the same pen."

"Let the whole Manchester City team sign a jersey one by one?"

"What's even more outrageous is that such a precious jersey was not carefully stored, but instead was given to this girl and casually worn on her body?"

Coach Zhang thought about it for a long time, then smacked his lips nonchalantly, "Maybe it's a fake, this thing is too fake."

Dong Chao shook his head. He knew that the jersey was real, and those signatures were probably real as well.

Who is she...?

Who is that friend in her mouth?
In fact, even if Dong Chao didn't say anything, Jia Xiaoxian's jersey has attracted the attention of many Manchester City fans.

Along the way, she heard various voices.

"I'm bloody hell! (Fuck)"

"How did you get it! (How did you get it)"

"It's dope! (It's cool)"

"It's fake! (Fake it)"

Some even tried to pay for it.

Just kidding, Jia Xiaoxian doesn't know how to sell it, that's why Wang Nuo managed to get his teammates to sign it, besides, what will he wear if he sells it?
So she directly said that the signature was fake, and it took a while to calm down.

When Jia Xiaoxian arrived at the ticket gate, he realized that there were many people in front of him.

After asking, I found out that because the tournament organizers wanted fans to sit closer together, many fans had their seats moved horizontally and could not enter the arena directly, so there was a long queue at the ticket gate.

Jia Xiaoxian waited for a long time, queuing for more than 20 minutes, and experienced all kinds of queue jumping by foreigners before finally getting his ticket.

The tickets are very beautiful, with a kind of imitation kraft paper effect, she touched them, and they felt very good.

She followed the crowd and walked into the solemn and shocking stadium.

After entering the arena, even though he was well prepared, Jia Xiaoxian was still absent-minded for a while.

Compared with Dufrasen back then, this place is also full of red, but it is obviously much more.

Du Frasen was like a young child in front of it.

Looking at the fans pouring in from countless entrances, it was like a river flowing into the sea.

At this moment, Jia Xiaoxian felt the charm of football, which brings people happiness, passion, faith and a strong sense of belonging.

She couldn't help thinking, even if Wang Nuo wasn't there, would she still watch the game?

After all, she has been able to enjoy the fun of football, she is already a fan.

However, not long after, the ensuing problems also appeared. She rarely watched the game live, and couldn't find her seat for a long time.

Just when she was about to ask the on-site staff for help, a kind-hearted elder brother behind her offered to help her.

The man had a thick beard and looked benevolent. He looked at the ticket in Jia Xiaoxian's hand and offered to point out the direction for her.

"Thank you!" Jia Xiaoxian felt that the person in front of him looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

"You're welcome!"

Looking at the Asian girl in front of him, Vetten had a natural affection. She reminded Vetteant of his proud disciple Wang Nuo.

It's just a matter of pointing out the way.

Invited by Wang Nuo this time, Vetteant didn't shirk, and came with his brother-in-law Evans.

About half a year ago, Evans became Issel's manager after being recommended by Vitt Ante and Wang Nuo.

Vetteante's brother-in-law is serious and responsible, and also quite capable. Iser's signing of Ajaccio is due to his operation.

It's a pity that Iser didn't come to the scene in person today because he had to train with the team, otherwise, he would have yelled a series of yells when he saw Jia Xiaoxian just now when he entered the arena with Witte Ante—

"Oh! You can meet by chance in a stadium with 9 people! Buy a lottery ticket! Aren't you not coming!"

At this time, because most of the fans had not yet entered the stadium, there were still many vacant seats in the stadium. Witt Ante and Evans quickly found their seats.

There was already a figure beside their seats.

Laszlo Boloni had been sitting and waiting for a while.

"Where's my coffee?"

Yesterday, Boloni flew over from West Asia. He woke up this morning in good spirits. He hadn't seen Vetteante for a year.

In the past, at Standard Liege, every time he watched a youth team game, Vetteant would prepare him a cup of coffee in advance, which was the past practice.

So he made a joke to an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

Witt Ante let out a hearty laugh, and the two big men happily embraced each other.

Wang Nuo sat quietly in his seat.

He glanced at the Casio on his wrist. It was two o'clock in the afternoon, one hour before the start of the game.

At the moment, his teammates are hanging around their seats, stuffing things in the closet, or standing and chatting, telling some small gossip.

Everyone is very relaxed and looks the same as before the opening.

In this game, Mancini authorized the locker room to play music, so Lescott plugged his iPod into the stereo, and with the rock music coming from the stereo, many people began to shake their bodies involuntarily.

Barry and Yaya Toure cooperated in passing and catching practice. Several bicycles were moved to the room next to the locker room, and De Jong was riding to warm up.

Wang Nuo was still sitting in his seat, and he raised his wrist to take another look. There were still 58 minutes.

God, how time flies so slowly!
Wang Nuoxing was probably the one who waited most anxiously among all the people, well, maybe a little nervous, but really only a little bit.

He has never experienced such a game, think about it, it is the FA Cup final outside!
Not long ago, he wandered around the dressing room for a while, joking with Balotelli and Silva to relax himself, but unfortunately this method did not work.

Wang Nuo put on socks and training clothes, put on sneakers, and moved around for a while, venting the energy in his body that was about to overflow.

He then jumped onto the massage table ahead of Kompany.

The masseur, Guzala, helped Wang Nuo relax his thigh as usual. His hands were so strong that Wang Nuo screamed in pain.

Through the massage, Wang Nuo felt that his whole body was unobstructed, his muscles gradually heated up, and the pain gradually transformed into inexhaustible strength.

Wang Nuo began to imagine what would happen in the 10 minutes after his debut, how he would run, pass, score goals, and how to use his own little skills to leave the opponent behind. His mind was like a rehearsal for a movie.

After the massage, Wang Nuo came to De Jong's side and rode his bicycle for a while.

He heard that Sky Sports had already started to broadcast relevant content before the game on the broadcast at the jersey manager's hand. At this moment, he was predicting the play style of the two sides.

He raised his wrist and glanced again. There were still 50 minutes until the game started.

Time passed so slowly that the watch seemed to be broken.

After a while, the sound in the stadium outside gradually became lively, and Wang Nuo could hear the roar of the fans who had already entered the stadium.

After that, he also heard singing, laughter, whistles and the chants of "Man City" in unison.

45 minutes before the start of the game, Wang Nuo followed his teammates out of the locker room to warm up on the court.

Wang Nuo trotted onto the field. The auditorium was only occupied by one-third of the audience at this time, but the shouts were already quite astonishing.

Under the leadership of the assistant coach, the Manchester City players first formed a circle to exercise and stretch their bodies, and then began to practice passing and catching the ball and shooting practice.

Wang Nuo focused on moving his body, handling the footballs under his feet, making them surround his feet like elves, and flying into the net like shells when necessary, without missing a single time.

Finally, everyone's heads were sweating slightly, and their bodies became hot.

Then, off, change clothes.

In this game, because Tevez had a problem with his adductor muscles, Mancini arranged for Balotelli, Wang Nuo and Silva to start on the front line.

The Italian had said it all last night, and today, in his smart suit, he was a quiet spectator.

He is full of confidence in his team.

The game is about to start.

When Wang Nuo took the little ball boy's hand and set foot on the Wembley Stadium again before the start of the game, the center of the field had already been paved with the FA Cup logo and a huge red and blue arrow logo.

Wang Nuo took a deep breath. After walking out of the player tunnel, he looked up at the spectacular scene in the distance. The outside was completely different from half an hour ago——

The whole stand is divided in two from the middle, with a huge blue ocean inlaid with white and yellow on the right, and the fiery red of Stoke City on the left.

The roaring waves in the stands seemed louder than the violent wind and waves at sea.

When Wang Nuo walked onto this prestigious course, his hand holding the caddy trembled with excitement.

This feeling is exactly the same as when he debuted in Dufrasen for the first time, and the fiery images and passion are still deeply imprinted in his mind.

He loves the deafening singing and cheering, the rush of adrenaline that comes with a rush of desire—

He must conquer this place today!

(End of this chapter)