football modifier

Chapter 29 No one dares to laugh anymore

In the mournful eyes of the Mallorca players, a big man wearing a black Real Madrid away jersey jumped lightly, and the ball flew into the net like lightning...

After the big man scored the goal, he was taken aback, so easy?In a blink of an eye, he looked at the ball that was still spinning in the goal. This time it was his turn to become a frightened kangaroo, turning around like he was running wildly on the sidelines...

Zooming in, I saw a string of dazzling letters printed on the back of the black jersey——

Vedran-Corluka! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
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"GOOOOOOOOAL...the ball went in... eh?...it's unbelievable, the ball actually went in..." After seeing the goal, the commentator screamed subconsciously, and suddenly realized that it was the opponent's goal. He was so excited that he might arouse public outrage, so he added in fear: "Real Madrid is really... really... so lucky..."

After finishing speaking, the old man quickly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead!

Little did they know that his few words had angered the fanatical Mallorca fans, and curses were everywhere in the stands:
"Where is this bitch's narrator from, got shit in his head?"

"Pull this bastard out and feed the dogs..."

"Let this bitch die..."

Angrily cursing mixed with scattered hisses, like the groans of a dissatisfied prodigal girl, over and over again, showing the bad mood of the master...

On the coaching bench of the home team, after seeing the goal, Mallorca coach Manzano's "***" blooming on his face seemed to be ravaged by the frost after autumn, and quickly decayed...

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After scoring the goal, Joelluka ran all the way, avoiding the surrounding teammates, and rushed to Li Tongfan, who was secretly giving Mallorca the middle finger at the coach Marzano with a smirk on his face, and raised his coach above his head with his arms around his waist...

He has 1 reasons to do it!
It was this young coach who had never known each other before, under the tremendous pressure that ordinary people could not imagine, he stayed from the Croatian prefectural league to Spain, and brought him to Madrid, making himself a member of the great Real Madrid team...

And just now, it was the same person who had changed his own destiny. Amidst the ridicule of 140 people in the audience, he resolutely ordered himself to stand at the far post of the Mallorca goal. After that, the goal seemed so easy...

Is he a god?

Joel Luka carried Li Tongfan, who was a little panicked, on his shoulders. The camera flashed again, and the big screen on the field repeatedly displayed this scene in slow motion...

In the camera, whether it is Joel Luka's excited and ferocious face, or Li Tongfan yelling at the big man to let go of his embarrassment, it is more absurd and funny than the scene just now, but this time, no one made the slightest laugh...

The Mallorca fans are like terrified babies, all dumbfounded...

More than 6000 Real Madrid fans who came from afar, after being suppressed by the opponent's noise for most of the time, finally roared and uttered their own voice, "Come on! Come on!"The loud singing of "Madrid" resounded through the San Moise Stadium!

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The game continued, after the accidental loss of the ball, the Mallorca players seemed a little absent-minded, while the Real Madrid players strictly implemented the head coach Li Tongfan's theory of "killing you while you are sick", torturing the fragile hearts of Manzano and the fans time and time again...

beep!Didi!

When the referee blew the whistle for the end of the first half, the frightened Mallorca fans stood up from their seats and wiped their sweat while clutching their hearts...

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"Boys, you did a good job!" Li Tongfan proudly issued a political training statement in the locker room: "Look, the cowards in Mallorca who can only shovel have been stunned by you! Those soft-hearted bastards in the stands who can only shout are also frightened by you. I think you must be very happy to be here!"

"Boss, can you enjoy the second half?"

"Haha, I want to shoot a few more times! It's so enjoyable!"

The Real Madrid players were sitting and wiping their sweat with a smile on their face, while watching their head coach swearing with black lines. Compared with Queiroz and Rosenberg who were polite before, this young coach didn't seem to know what it means to be humble, but he was very appetizing to these young men.

"No problem, our slogan is to press higher and shoot harder!" Li Tongfan took out a small black notebook from his body in satisfaction, glanced carefully, and then said: "Gonzalez and Guti rest in the second half, Ronnie and Luca are ready to warm up. We want to surprise the old fox Manzano!"

When Raul heard that Li Tongfan was going to replace him, he raised his brows inadvertently and did not speak.His performance in the first half was not good, and Mallorca's strong central defender completely defended him, so he contributed little to the team.

Needless to say, Guti, Mallorca's dense defense made his good through ball unable to exert any power at all...

However, in the first half of the first game of the season, the captain and deputy captain of the team were replaced so simply, and the assistant coach Greid was sweating for Li Tongfan!

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After the 15-minute break, the two teams entered the field one after another, and started a more tragic fight!

The Mallorca fans in the stands recovered their strength during the halftime break and recovered their vigor in the first half. They opened their arms and patted their chests and shouted for the team...

"The second half of the game started... oh, Real Madrid made a substitution, Raul and Guti went off, and they were replaced by the newly joined Croatian player Modric and... eh? Ronaldo? Isn't this fat man injured? Why is he here?"

The commentator’s tone was as surprised as Columbus’s discovery of the New World, and he immediately comforted himself: “It seems that the young coach of Real Madrid, who is under tremendous pressure, hopes that aliens can help the team, but can aliens who have turned into hippopotamuses score goals like before? This is undoubtedly digging their own grave…”

It's a pity that this commentator with great potential as a Tang monk hadn't finished speaking yet. Suddenly, tens of thousands of people gasped for air, and the fans of Mallorca held their heads in their hands in frustration, as if they saw the girlfriend they had worked so hard to catch suddenly fall into the arms of others...

"Oh...God, who can tell me what happened? Go...that's a goal?" The commentator failed his duty for the second time in the game, and his stuttering tone made it easy to think of this guy scratching his hair in the commentary booth.

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