Golden Greenery

Scarred Franck Ribery turned his head and went straight to the line referee, whistling away: "You bitch poke your eye sockets blindly, do you grow up like shit?" The referee who followed immediately raised his hand and received a yellow card, and then the two yellow cards turned into yellow cards. Once red, Scar was expelled from the field. Franck Ribery was about to turn around and hit someone, but Zhuoyang hugged him tightly, his two arms like iron hoops almost failed to stop the French hunk.

Mertesacker's anger went straight to Tianling Gai: Is there any fucking king's law? I endured the flopping, and here comes another offside with a handball, and now we are still sent off. Are you going to die?

"I'll go to your mother's bastard, your referee certificate must have been stolen by your bitch!"

'Shua'! yellow card! Two yellows turn one red, let's go out! The referee's authority on the court cannot be offended, even if this authority is sometimes just a fart.

After all the mess and tossing, there were only nine people left on the court in Maddie, and time was about to run out.

At this time, Zhuoyang's chest was also heaving in anger, but today he didn't lose his temper. If it had been a few months ago, he would have been the first to rush forward, he would have been the first to swear, and he would have been the first to strike, it would have been him or him!

Today, he can appear relatively calm, thanks to the fact that he opened the door to music.

From the day of the epiphany, Zhuoyang began to learn to control his emotions, making himself the master of his emotions instead of being enslaved by them. As he continues to move forward on the road of music, as he continues to deepen in the territory of the piano, Zhuoyang gradually becomes more comfortable with emotional outbursts and restraints, especially he has gained considerable experience in controlling negative emotions.

Music gives football control, football gives music passion. In the dark, Zhuoyang's football began to blend with music art.

Zhuoyang could still maintain a trace of calmness, but his teammates were completely dizzy with anger. The players in Fort Maddie only cared about competing with their opponents, they didn't care about the ball, and they didn't move. Zhuoyang kept shouting: "There is still time, let's do another one!" But the shouting had no effect.

"Run position, run position!"

"Tear off, tear off!"

Furious teammates fell on deaf ears, his passes went unanswered and his runs were unfollowed.

For a while, the Fort Maddie team started the XJ8T (blind chicken ba kick) tactical mode without a teacher, shoveling the ball when they get the ball, and shoveling when they lose the ball. Unterhaching did not show any weakness, everyone on the field turned their backs, and the referee's yellow cards flew all over the sky.

Seeing this nonsense, Zhuoyang thought he might as well do it by himself. Continuous breakthroughs and breakthroughs made the opponent reel. But there are two more people out there, some of them are wealthy households staring at you, coupled with the endless tide of supplementary defense, Zhuoyang's own teammates are not strong at the moment, which makes him return in vain again and again .

Zhuoyang is not God! At least not yet.

Even though it was difficult, Zhuoyang still created two extremely threatening shots in such a short period of time. Once hit the goal post, and once was narrowly touched by the goalkeeper with his fingertips. Off the court, Klopp's eyes were wide open, his eyes were reddish.

The game is over, and the Madyburg team finally drew 2:2 in the away game because of two extremely wronged conceded goals.

The teammates were still chattering around the referee, but Zhuoyang collapsed on the turf and gasped for breath. He was too tired, especially in the last few minutes, Zhuoyang exhausted all his energy, whether it was defense or offense, he was tearing his physical energy apart. In the case of two people less, the irrational teammates can't help. It can be said that Zhuoyang blocked the opponent's offensive with his own strength, kept the draw in Fort Mady, and even almost caught fire.

A big hand reached out and grasped Zhuoyang's hand. This hand was strong and powerful.

It's Klopp!

The people on the bench were also begging for an explanation from the referee, but he didn't go. In the last few minutes, Klopp kept looking at Zhuoyang until he saw Zhuoyang collapsed on the ground.

He ignored the mess and noise around him, and went straight to Zhuoyang who was lying down. At this time, he wanted to be with this brave and resolute young man.

The visiting team's locker room was in a mess, and the players who had vented were still filled with anger, but they couldn't babble. Fort Maddie suffered heavy losses in this game. Needless to say, the draw, Ribery and Mertesacker received red cards, and they will be automatically suspended for the next game. This is still if there is no additional penalty. Hassler's yellow card, plus the two accumulated before, will be suspended for the next game. Stuubnall's yellow card, plus accumulative suspension for the next game. Piglet, De Jong, Ackerman, Dennis, Dodd, yellow card.

The atmosphere was depressing, and the ticking of the faucet could be heard in the quiet locker room.

"You are all rubbish!" Klopp shouted loudly.

"You are all fucking trash!" Everyone looked up at the head coach in surprise: Although we didn't win, it's not our fault? Is it all caused by black whistle?

"You're all fucking losers! It wasn't flopping, offside, or fucking handball that beat you, it was you! You beat yourselves, you failed bastards!"

"Don't say it's a draw, even if this game is lost, so what? I can afford to lose, and Maddie can afford to lose!" Klopp began to growl.

"I have a bunch of excellent players in my hands. Let alone one game, what if we lost ten games before? Didn't we beat them back one by one."

"But today, the geniuses in my hands have become a pile of garbage, a pile of shit."

"You forgot victory, you forgot glory. You gave up, you gave in to that damn referee, you knelt down in front of your opponent!"

"You guys, give up, give up!!!"

"You only think of anger, you only think of retaliation, you only know revenge. But, you forget that the best revenge is to defeat the opponent, to win!"

"You still had a chance to complete your revenge. You had a chance to use your victory to smash those damn faces on the other side."

"But, you gave up, you fucking gave up!!!"

"However, there is still one person who has not given up!"

"Zhuo! Zhuoyang didn't give up! Zhuo chased the victory to the last second, and he didn't give up until the last second!"

"Zhuo is desperate. He tried to call you to join him. But no one helped him, no one."

"He was fighting alone on the court, and at that time, where were his teammates? Where was his brother?"

"Zhuo is fighting for the glory of the whole team, he is fighting for you. But where the hell are you?"

"You are not worthy of such teammates, you are not worthy of such brothers!"