36: Chapter 36: A solo run that shatters Leicester City! He assists Kane, but is criticized by Pochettino: "You're too selfish!"

"Calm down! Ritchie!"

"Don't be impulsive!"

"Drinkwater" Danny Drinkwater, Andy King, and other veterans rushed over instantly, getting between Ritchie De Laet and Martin Atkinson, explaining and smoothing things over in a chaotic chorus.

They knew too well that if Ritchie De Laet picked up another yellow card, he would be sent off immediately! With one man down, those three points within reach might just fly away.

Ritchie De Laet also instantly sobered up, breaking out in a cold sweat. He quickly raised his hands and stammered an explanation: "I... I just wanted to return the ball to them, I accidentally used too much force..."

Tottenham players also surrounded them, and a small-scale verbal altercation broke out between the two sides.

Martin Atkinson frowned, separated the crowd, and ultimately only gave Ritchie De Laet a stern verbal warning, without further punishment.

Yu Bai stood where he was, watching the chaotic scene before him. His heart felt like it was about to explode with frustration, yet he found there was nothing he could do.

Rules, experience, connections, even the referee's subconscious bias... these were all invisible walls.

On the sidelines, Claudio Ranieri could no longer sit still.

With a livid face, he made consecutive substitution adjustments:

He withdrew Mahrez, who had been dribbled past like a sieve today, and the mentally shattered Ritchie De Laet, replacing them with the tougher, more experienced Swiss veteran Gelson Fernandes and Austrian international Christian Fuchs.

The right flank had to be reinforced!

He was genuinely afraid that if he let Yu Bai keep charging like this, someone on his side would actually get sent off.

A Free kick for Tottenham near the left flank. It could be a Shooting opportunity, or a Passing opportunity.

Yu Bai took the initiative to walk to the spot.

His footwork had long since conquered his teammates in training, and since he had won the foul, no one had any objections.

However, Jan Vertonghen and Dier still ran over and whispered a reminder: "Yu, don't shoot directly; it's impossible to score from this position. Cross to the back post, look for a flick-on, create chaos."

Yu Bai looked at the goal, feeling the surging power in his legs belonging to the "Roberto Carlos" Shooting style. He wanted so badly to just unleash a powerful shot! That earlier shot hitting the goalpost still made him itch for more.

In the end, his teammates' advice prevailed.

He stepped back, ran up, and used the inside of his right foot to curl a ball with intense spin, flying towards the back post of the penalty area.

However—

The experienced Leicester City captain Wes Morgan had long seen through Tottenham's tactical intent.

He rose above everyone else, took the initiative, and forcefully headed the ball out of bounds!

The clearance didn't go far!

At the landing spot, "Drinkwater" Danny Drinkwater appeared like a ghost, beating everyone to control the second ball.

He didn't even trap the ball; he swung his right foot right where he stood, sending out a precise long pass that crossed half the field!

Up ahead, Jamie Vardy started his run again!

He pushed his speed to the limit!

He hadn't crossed the halfway line, so there was no offside situation!

Kyle Walker chased back with all his might, his speed not falling behind, but Vardy was in hot form today. He used his body to secure his position, shielding the ball as he charged into the penalty area. Leaning against Walker, from an extremely tight angle, he forced a powerful shot!

Hugo Lloris dived to save it, his palm touching the ball, but the speed was too fast and the power too great! The ball struck his palm and deflected, but still darted into the net!

2:0! Leicester City extended their lead!

"Vardy! A brace! Leicester City's counterattack is simple, efficient, and lethal!"

"Tottenham has paid the price for their rashness and the failure of their set-piece attack!"

"Yu Bai's pass... the intent was too obvious."

...

Huanledou Live Stream.

Streamer, who had just been cheering for Yu Bai's series of dribbles, was now looking at the scoreboard with an expression like he'd swallowed a fly. He held his forehead, his tone filled with an absurd sense of comedy:

"Brothers, this plot... I don't quite understand it. Our young master is doing great on the left flank, like he's strolling through his own back garden, turning Leicester City's right side upside down, drawing two yellow cards, and almost winning a penalty... But then you look at the scoreboard, and wow! It's 0-2! So the young master is going crazy on the attack, but our home got stolen?"

The chat exploded instantly:

"All that flashy action, but the score is 0-2."

"Yu Bai plays quite flashy, but he's too selfish! He only has dribbling in his eyes!"

"Dribbling like crazy, zero assists, zero goals, conceded +1."

"Football is not a one-man game! If he plays like this, he hurts the team as a whole!"

"He's a selfish player! Confirmed! I'll put it here, if he plays like this, he'll never amount to anything!"

"To the guy above, want to bet something? I bet Yu Bai will make it!"

"I bet five houses! Yu Bai absolutely won't make it in the Premier League!"

"To the guy betting five houses above, wake up, you don't have five houses."

...

On the sidelines, Mauricio Pochettino helplessly spread his hands and shook his head at the coaching staff.

Leicester City's counterattack efficiency was despairingly high, while his own team seemed chaotic on the attacking end and full of holes on the defensive end.

He glanced at the big screen; there wasn't much time left.

Just as he was lowering his head to think about whom to use for the final substitution spot—

"Here he comes again! Yu Bai!"

The exclamation that suddenly rang out at the scene pulled him back to reality.

He saw that on the left flank, Yu Bai had received the ball again.

Facing the freshly subbed-in and energetic Christian Fuchs, he executed two extremely fast shoulder drops to feint an inside cut. The moment Christian Fuchs's center of gravity shifted, he suddenly poked the ball towards the byline, pushed his speed to the limit, and successfully overtook him from the outside!

Although he only opened up half a body length of space for a cross, for Yu Bai right now, that was enough!

He caught up to the ball, barely adjusting, swung his left leg with all his might, and swept a low, flat cross in front of the goal!

The ball flew along the ground like a cannonball, with incredible speed. Robert Huth and Wes Morgan, defending at the near post, both stretched their legs but couldn't touch it; the ball zipped through the gaps between them!

At the back post, Harry Kane arrived in a flash. With a standard sliding tackle, before goalkeeper Kasper Schmeichel and the covering defenders could get there, he fiercely slid the ball into the empty net!

2:1! Tottenham pulled one back!

"Goal!!! Harry Kane! An assist from Yu Bai!"

"Beautiful cross! The speed was too fast!"

"Kane's positioning and poaching, world-class!"

"They finally connected!"

Kane didn't celebrate; he quickly fished the ball out of the goal, held it in his arms, and while running towards the center circle, waved to signal his teammates to come back quickly and save time.

Yu Bai stood where he was, pumping his fist hard and roaring at the sky!

It went in!

An assist!

That pent-up frustration of nearly twenty minutes completely erupted with this assist.

He felt his blood burning, his form was completely unleashed, and only one thought filled his mind: Continue! Blow them away! Equalize the score! Maybe even take the lead!

He turned around, carrying all his fighting spirit and killer instinct, and ran towards his own half, preparing to participate in defense.

Just as he ran past the sidelines, Mauricio Pochettino's voice cut through the noise, carrying urgency and a hint of indisputability:

"Yu! Well done! But listen, in the future, dribble less on your own! Pass more! If you see an opportunity, pass it earlier! Understand?!"

Yu Bai: "..."

His steps faltered slightly, and the excitement and fighting spirit on his face froze for a moment.

He didn't turn back; he just pursed his lips and continued running forward.

Inside, however, a small part of his heart quietly went cold.

He doesn't understand me.

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