Chapter Twenty-Three: The Monster of the Amateur Arena

Grantham Town, a very inconspicuous town located in the headquarters of England, is different from the industrial area of Manchester, Gross Town has an idyllic scenery and beautiful scenery, which makes Li Qingshan, who has seen such a scene for the first time in England, look at it with relish along the window glass of the bus. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Lee, do you know any celebrities from Grantham?" Goalkeeper James Spencer leaned in front of Li Qingshan and said. He's a very active guy in the team.

"Oh? Has there been a celebrity in this town? Li Qingshan was surprised, this is a small country town that doesn't seem to have a large population.

"Of course!" Seeing the surprised expression on Li Qingshan's face, James said mysteriously.

"There is a man who is famous all over the world, and no one does not know him"

"Who is it?"

"Isaac........... Newton," James said in a deliberately elongated tone.

"Newton!" Li Qingshan was surprised.

Newton, a famous British scientist, almost everyone heard the story of Newton being smashed on the head by an apple and finally realizing gravity when he was in school.

Li Qingshan smacked his lips: "I really didn't expect Newton to be born in such a rural town." ”

James Spencer, who successfully satisfied his desire to show off, said unsatisfactorily: "In fact, there is another celebrity who is also from here. ”

This time, without waiting for Li Qingshan to answer, he had already gritted his teeth and said, "Is it Hilda?" Thatcher that bitch!! ”

James' words resonated with most of the FC United players in the bus, who cursed the former British prime minister.

Most of the players in the carriage were Manchesters, and most of the Manchesters hated Thatcher very much. During Thatcher's tenure as British Prime Minister, as a well-known right-wing politician, she came to power with drastic reforms, controlling the pound, cutting benefits, and cracking down on trade unions. These policies largely sacrificed the interests of the workers, and in the industrial city of Manchester, of course, the workers gnashed their teeth at the British Iron Lady. She is one of Manchester's least popular figures.

The red bus slowly drove into the town of Grantham, and it was already past 10 o'clock in the afternoon, and there were still more than six hours before the 5 p.m. game, and by this time the town was already walking around the streets wearing Grantham jerseys. Even an amateur team can have die-hard fans in the community.

The team secured a hotel near the South Kosteven Stadium, home of Grantham, and after almost two hours of travel, the players needed some rest before the game to adjust.

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Irma came by train with the fans gathered in Newtonsis. They were gathered at the south entrance of the South Kostvin Stadium.

The weather in August was unusually hot, even though it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon.

The fat man John who was following Irma was almost soaking wet, and one hand was constantly wiping the sweat with the towel hanging around his neck, but he couldn't finish wiping it. On the other side, potato chips are still pouring into their mouths.

"Hey, John, which one do you choose?" Philip next to him couldn't stand it anymore.

John was about to fight back, but Irma pointed to the FC United fans gathered next to him.

"Alright, everyone is here, ready to enter!!"

John glared at Philip, swallowed the chips in his mouth, and walked after Irma.

Grantham's home stadium is a stadium complex with only a thousand stands, surrounded by a ring of runways in addition to a football pitch in the middle.

Irma: They quickly found their seat in the away team. By the time they were seated, the FC United players were already warming up on the pitch.

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Grantham Town are promoted from the Northern Premier League, while FC United finished sixth in the league table last season, but this is an amateur league and the result is more dependent on the players' performance in the game. At Grantham head coach David Brown. McGee doesn't see much of a gap in quality between his team and FC United.

What's more, in order not to smash the team's debut in the seventh division, he also specially investigated the opponent's information, and also sent an assistant coach to observe several warm-up games of the opponent.

At the moment he is holding the starting line-up for FC United, and the personnel on the list have not changed from the following warm-up games.

As I expected!

David. McGee smiled confidently.

"Lee-Qing-Shan"

He silently read the name of his opponent's number one striker. FC United, the striker who scored every goal in the warm-up game.

He also understands that the striker's goals have mostly been headers, with all but one from distance coming from a header.

192 cm?

McGee smiled slightly, in his opinion, the high-altitude bombardment of this high school forward may be useful against other teams, but the Grantham team does not need to worry at all, the height of their two central defenders is more than 190 centimeters, and the height of the central defender he arranged to keep an eye on Li Qingshan has reached 199 centimeters, which is a full 8 centimeters taller than Li Qingshan.

In McGee's opinion, this height advantage can completely suppress Li Qingshan's header.

In a series of warm-up matches of FC United, Li Qingshan's goals accounted for more than 60% of the team's total goals, and most of the remaining goals were also related to him.

As for the other three or four percent, as long as you control Nick Adams, another forward of FC United, this striker's speed is really amazing, but McGee has observed several games and found that when Nick Adams slows down, his power is much worse than his running. As long as you don't give him room to run, it's perfectly fine to control this point.

David McGee watched the stadium slowly fill the stadium with his hands on his chest.

On the other side, Coach Marginson is laying out tactics for the players. However, FC United's tactics are now basically finalized, and they can't send people to understand the opponent's tactics to make targeted responses. So it's still me, solid defense, and long passing.

"It's the first race of the season and I'm hoping to play with our momentum and get the season off to a good start!"

"Oh!!!!!!!!"

The players shouted as they walked out of the dressing room and walked to the tunnel to line up and wait to walk onto the pitch.

With the referee's shout, players from both teams rushed out of the tunnel of players.

More than a thousand fans chanted slogans and jumped to the rhythm in the stands, shaking the tiny stadium to the ground.

Li Qingshan followed the team out of the players' tunnel.

"It's an amateur game!"

Seeing the slowly surrounding stands and fanatical fans, Li Qingshan couldn't help but sigh. An amateur-level match attracted the attention of nearly 1,000 fans, and they were clearly not there to be a crowd, they wore the team's jerseys and shouted slogans neatly. An amateur team in a small country town in England can have such an organised fan group.

Li Qingshan's mood was suddenly a little heavy, and even the fan organization of many Chinese Super League games in China was not as good as here, not to mention the amateur football at the bottom.

The backwardness of Chinese football is all-round.

"Lee! Plum!!! ”

Li Qingshan turned his head and saw the fans of FC United sitting behind the side of the goal on the right, and Irma was holding the "Lee, come on" sign and shouting loudly.

Irma wore FC United's red jersey today with a pair of denim shorts, and the hem of the jersey was tied up to reveal a rounded waistline and navel. The long blond hair is shawl, and the freckles on the nose look even cuter in the sun.

Seeing Li Qingshan turn her head to look over, she squinted one eye and sent a flying kiss.

Li Qingshan's heart jumped, and he hurriedly turned his face around, this junior brother has never experienced this kind of battle.

By the time he stepped on the turf, he had already forgotten the ripples he had just had.

He walked onto the pitch with his shoulders straight.

In England's amateur league, he's a monster who can do anything.

Now, the monster has bared its fangs.