I am Vardy

In fact, their plan is to snub Cahill first, let him down to the bottom, and then after he scores, happy birthday music will be played live, and the giant cake will be pushed to the sidelines immediately. When celebrating the goal, it is When everyone celebrates Cahill's birthday together, the fans will inevitably celebrate together. Such a huge turning point is definitely a surprise that Cahill will never forget in his life.

Just when Cahill was about to take a penalty kick, the birthday cake was almost ready to play, but soon they pushed it back in a hurry, almost revealing their stuffing.

The game is still going on, and Vardy feels that the burden on himself is heavier, and he can't be sloppy at all.

In the 75th minute of the second half, Vardy repeated his old tricks. After shaking off the defense, he made another shot in the penalty area.

But this time the opponent was not fooled, and the opponent may have seen Vardy's intentions. Since you want a penalty, then I will not give you a penalty.

No one blocked Vardy, let alone a shovel, as if Vardy was completely let go.

This time Vardy is a bit incapable of kicking. In normal times, there is no suspense to shoot directly, but if he shoots now, wouldn't it be meaningless.

In an instant, Vardy had an idea, and the shooting action did not stop, and he shot out with a kick, but the direction seemed to have changed to a certain extent, not as if he was running towards the goal.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the danger should be lifted!

Snapped!

It wasn't a loud sound, but it made everyone stunned. At that moment, it seemed as if they could hear the heartbeats of the people around them.

Looking at the ball being bounced off, and then at his numb right hand, a Bolton defensive player petrified.

Beep--

The referee's whistle blew, pointed to a penalty, and awarded Everton another penalty.

Vardy was so happy that he jumped up, and he had no problem with his clever choice. He kicked the ball in the opponent's hands, and there must be a penalty.

It should be bad luck for the opponent, the arm was not clamped to the side, but Lao Gao was lifted up, even if he wanted to say that it was not intentional, it would not change the result.

This time, Vardy and a few others did not argue, and walked back in a uniform manner, without any intention of taking a penalty kick.

Cahill hesitated, but finally stood in front of the ball.

He didn't get a penalty just now, this time, he must complete the redemption.

But just standing on the court, he seemed to feel a few villains in the image of animals whispering behind him.

Can't get in!

Can't get in!

Can't get in!

 …

This time, Cahill fell into infinite darkness again.

Vardy looked at Cahill's state and felt that things were going to happen. This is the second penalty. If Cahill doesn't score again, who can save it?

Sure enough, Vardy's premonition was not wrong. Cahill hit the plane with one kick while losing his mind, and once again missed a penalty.

Looking at Cahill who was piled up there, the whole person was sluggish, Vardy and a few bad friends didn't know what to say.

Don't talk about anything else, this is a two-foot penalty!

Cahill didn't score a single one, missed two penalties in one game, Cahill can be written into the history of football, the point is, this title is not very good.

This guy must have fought some model for 300 rounds last night, otherwise how could his legs be so soft! Carsley said speechlessly.

I think he is about to collapse. I guess even if he is given another penalty, he won't be able to score!

Vardy felt that he had nothing to do now, so he simply took this opportunity to enter the system to see if he could find a solution from the system.

After turning around, I didn't find anything useful in the store, so I had no choice but to quit again.

It seems that we can only continue to make penalties.

Watching Vardy continue to dribble the ball into the penalty area, Bolton's defensive players were about to cry, and the referee was about to cry too!

Honey, what are you doing?

You are already leading by two goals, and you have been awarded two penalties, so don't kill them all, okay?

Everyone is living in the Premier League. If you look down and see you, why not just make friends?

Vardy didn't know what the opponent was saying, he only knew that he had to get another penalty kick, so his footsteps became faster.

Seeing this, the Bolton players knew they couldn't stop them, so they didn't stop them at all, and put Vardy on the ground very hard.

Didn't you want a penalty, here you go, as for whether you can still get up, it depends on luck!

Vardy was rolling on the lawn with his calf in his arms. It really hurt, but he was more concerned about whether the referee would give a penalty.

Fortunately, the referee is very caring. Vardy is using his life to create a penalty. If he does not give it, it will be unreasonable.

He limped up and walked back, throwing the penalty aside again.

Brother, my mission is complete, no matter whether you score or not, I will not play this ball anymore!

It hurts so much!

Cahill once again stood in front of the ball, and the stands were full of encouraging applause and cheers, but what he heard was still the voices of those guys in his mind cursing for not scoring a penalty.

Get the hell out of here!

Cahill roared, and the whole person seemed to become agitated, looking at the goal with a terrifying look in his eyes.

A thunderous burst pierced Bolton's gate, and at that moment, the whole world lost its voice.

Cahill knelt on the ground and roared, venting, he wanted to release everything in his heart.

Right at this moment, fireworks suddenly appeared in the sky above the stadium, roaring and exploding, colorful, reflecting the colorful and gorgeous sky of the whole sky.

Cahill was stunned, and so were the fans in the stands.

What's happening here?

Suddenly, music sounded in the stadium.

Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle bells...

It seems to see reindeer pulling the cart, Santa Claus floats across the sky...

Vardy's face is full of black lines, Nima, is this Christmas?

The guy who clearly told the DJ to play the happy birthday song, is this guy going to rebel?

The Christmas carol just rang, and it was switched over immediately, but when he heard this song, Vardy wanted to stand up and scold his mother.

Only~you~, can make this world seem right...

Tang Seng is coming out? ? ?

The music stopped abruptly again, and no one knew what the hell was going on.

Fortunately, there was no misplacement below, and the happy birthday song began to ring around the stadium.

Happy birthday to you!

Happy birthday to you!

 …

At this time, the giant birthday cake was quickly pushed into the arena by several staff members. No matter how stupid they were, the fans knew that this was celebrating Cahill's birthday, so they happily sang the birthday song and sent it to best wishes.

When the cake was pushed to the sidelines, Cahill was still ignorant, and was dumbfounded by the scene in front of him.

Vardy took out a birthday hat and put it on Cahill's head, and Gravesen and Carsley pointed at Cahill with a firework cannon.

Boom!

Boom!

Fireworks spewed out, rehearsals and broken flowers flew all over the sky, filling the air above Cahill's head and in front of him.

Cahill was completely killed, as if petrified, opened his mouth but could not utter a word.

However, his heart was surrounded by infinite touch...

Happy birthday!