Chapter 30 A very fat man stood up
Less than a minute after the second half kicked off, most of the fans who came back from booing in the bathroom had not yet warmed up the plastic seats under their buttocks. Real Madrid's superstars were already celebrating the goal on the court like convulsions. Referee Vitennis said: The angry-faced finger points to the middle circle, with no sadness or joy on his face!
Mallorca's players, on the other hand, had blank expressions on their faces, looking at the fat man who was being pushed down and struggling by the Real Madrid players, with a look of terror in their eyes...
The commentator continued to play his embarrassing role: "Oh, he scored a goal, let's see the slow-motion return visit... Oh my God, Ronaldo..."
On the big screen in the center of the stadium, the screen began to repeatedly play the wonderful goal shot that many people had just missed:
After the kick-off, Mallorca made a long pass to find the team's forward, but Real Madrid defender Cannavaro pushed the ball hard. Before the ball hit the ground, winger Robinho came out like a ghost to stop the ball. Due to the impact, The opponent's defensive midfielder Basnas interfered with his personal movements. The handsome Brazilian boy chose to stop the ball with his chest and directly hooked forward.
This was a blind pass, and the ball flew towards the big round bald head of Mallorca center back Jose Nunez...
Do all round things like to be lumped together? Maybe Nunez should consider becoming a forward, with a higher success rate in grabbing points...
bring it on! !
Nunez, who scored an own goal in the first half, found an opportunity to make a contribution. He roared excitedly and rushed up, preparing for a beautiful top shot...
But at this moment, a very fat man came out!
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Ronaldo started to rush forward the moment Robinho passed the ball. When the ball was still ten meters away from him, Nunez was still eight meters away from the ball...
However, the ball was flying towards Nunez. According to the physical logic of the earth, within a second or two, the Mallorca central defender would be the first to clear the ball...
Then Nunez, who was full of confidence, began to have a smug grin on his face...but then...eh? Then it turned into nervousness...then into panic...and then...
Then, amid the exclamations of the audience, the fat man who "flyed too low" as if he had drank aviation gasoline stretched out his hand in the stuffy red sneakers just 0.01 seconds before Nunez touched the ball. With his big feet, he controlled the ball under his feet and passed it with a stop, leaving Nunez, who had performed countless face-changing stunts in three seconds, to feel a wave of trembling air...
tragedy!
Until then, poor Nunez suddenly thought that it seemed... it seemed... it seemed that this fat man had been nicknamed an alien before, and it was a tragic mistake to use the physical logic on earth to ask him... …
What happened next was a disaster for Mallorca fans. The chubby fat man showed his lightness that was incompatible with his weight. The iconic pendulum pass made Antonio Patz, the head of Mallorca, After a futile performance of lying down on the spot, he sent the white ball into the empty goal...
Shocking speed, unparalleled technology...
Aliens return to Earth! ! ! ! ! !
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After Fei Luo scored the goal, he raised his arms high and looked up at the sky with a happy smile on his face!
Since the serious injury at the Meazza Stadium in 1999, although I have scored the opponent's goal again and again, I never dare to sprint as I like today. The fragile knees and the glass-like patella are always worried. If you go on strike and demonstrate when you are in good condition, injuries are like a naughty lover you can never get rid of, coming unexpectedly again and again...
But today, it's over, and a somewhat "obscene" figure flashes in Fei Luo's mind. It's that person who changed everything...
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Real Madrid's other superstars discovered that this fat man was shamelessly standing in front of the opponent's goal with an ugly pose after scoring a wonderful goal, so they rushed up to him unceremoniously and pinned him down...
"Ronnie, you bastard, you stole the spotlight from all of us..."
Fei Luo: "Help...Fake, some bastard stepped on my place..."
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As for Li Tongfan, his heart beat hard the moment Ronaldo rushed forward. Although he had long known that the ball would definitely go in, seeing his former idol at such a close distance made him feel so devastated. The despair of the opponent is far more inspiring than the small green dots that only move back and forth on the computer screen in FM...
The ball went in! ! ! !
A kind of anger and pleasure instantly filled his body, so that Li Tongfan broke away like a madman from assistant coach Grad who rushed to hug him to celebrate. In everyone's surprised eyes, he ran around the court for more than 500 meters and came to the gathering. Mallorca’s most die-hard fans roared wildly in the North Stand...
"Kneel down, bastards... come here and kneel down!!!!!!!"
Like an enraged lion, Li Tongfan unconsciously waved his arms and shouted provocatively in Spanish. In the stands, a large banner with a Chinese man crawling on the ground with a long whip appeared in the camera. It looks so dazzling...
Chinese, kneel down!
These short red words were like a thorn that penetrated deeply into the nail seams. From the first sight of the game, they tortured Li Tongfan repeatedly for more than 60 minutes. It was a heart-wrenching pain... …
Yes, my motherland is indeed a football desert. Those bloated bureaucrats have always treated football as the shameful balls in their crotch, and they can play with it however they want, but...
But you Spanish bastards, why do you want me to kneel down? Fuck your football powerhouse, come here, kneel down for me... Kneel down!!!
This was a refreshing catharsis. As early as when Joel Luca scored, Lao Li wanted to counterattack, but leading by one goal was not a huge advantage, so he endured it. Until this moment, Li Tongfan could no longer hold back. Holding back urine might cause prostatitis, let alone holding back the rage that was burning and about to explode?
Kneel down, kneel down for me!
Li Tongfan was like a puppet, facing thousands of Mallorca fans, repeatedly screaming the same sentence, until assistant coach Grede covered his face with fear, held up a black umbrella and dragged him away horizontally...
As for why Grede held up an umbrella, you can see it by looking at the angry Mallorca fans and the fruit cores, lighters, mobile phones, hats... uh, shoes, underwear, and panties flying down from the stands...
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For the sake of plot continuity, this time I will update two chapters in a row. Don't wait for the chapter at noon, the third chapter will be around 8 pm!
As I said, during the rush to the top, keep everything you can!
