football modifier

Chapter 30 Standing out as a very fat fat man
It took less than a minute for the kick-off in the second half, and most of the fans hadn't warmed up the plastic seats under their buttocks after booing from the bathroom.
The Mallorca players, on the other hand, were bewildered, looking at the fat man struggling under the pressure of the Real Madrid players, with a look of terror in their eyes...

The commentator continued to play his own awkward role: "Oh, sure enough, a goal, let's watch the slow-motion revisit... God, Ronaldo..."

On the big screen above the center of the stadium, the screen began to repeatedly play the wonderful goal shot that was just missed by many people:

After the kick-off, Mallorca made a long pass to find the striker of the team, but Real Madrid central defender Cannavaro pushed the ball hard.

It was a blind pass and the ball flew past the big round bald head of Mallorca centre-back Jose Nunez...

Don't you love to put together all the round things?Maybe Nunes should consider becoming a striker, the success rate of grabbing points is a bit high...

bring it on! !
Nunes, who had an own goal in the first half, found a chance to make a contribution, roared excitedly, and rushed up, preparing for a beautiful top...

But at this moment, a fat, fat man appeared!

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Ronaldo started to rush forward the moment Robinho passed the ball with a barb. When the ball was 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 will be the first to clear the ball...

So a smirk began to appear on the confident Nunes face...but then...huh?Then it turned into tension...and then panic...and then...

Then, amid the exclamation of the audience, the fat man who "flyed too low" as if he had drunk aviation gasoline stretched out his big feet wearing sullen red sneakers at [-] seconds before Nunes touched the ball, and controlled the ball under his feet.

tragedy!

Until then, poor Di Nunez suddenly thought that it seems...it seems...it seems that this fat man used to have a nickname called Alien, and it was a tragic mistake to ask him to use the physical logic of the earth...

The next thing was a disaster for Mallorca fans. The chubby fat man showed his lightness that did not match his weight. The iconic pendulum made Mallorca head Antonio Patz perform a futile lie on the spot and send the white ball into the empty goal...

Shocking speed, unparalleled technology...

Aliens are back on Earth! ! ! ! ! !

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After Fei Luo scored a 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 broken the opponent's goal again and again, I never dare to sprint as I like today. The fragile knee and the glass-like patella always strike and demonstrate when I am in good condition. The injury is like a naughty lover that you can never get rid of, and it happens unexpectedly again and again...

But today, when it's over, a somewhat "obscene" figure flashed in Fei Luo's mind, that person, who changed everything...

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The other superstars of Real Madrid found that the fat man shamelessly stood in front of the opponent's goal and put on an ugly pose after scoring a wonderful goal, so they rushed up unceremoniously and pressed him under them to stack the arhat...

"Ronnie, you bastard, you stole all of our thunder..."

Fei Luo: "Help... Falk, which bastard stepped on my place..."

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As for Li Tongfan, his heart beat violently the moment Ronaldo rushed forward. Although he knew that the ball would definitely be scored, seeing his former idol at such a close distance with such a destructive aura made his opponent despair, which is far more exciting than the small green dots on the computer screen in FM that only move back and forth...

The ball went in! ! ! !

A kind of anger and pleasure filled the whole body in an instant, so that Li Tongfan broke away like a lunatic and rushed to embrace him to celebrate the assistant coach Greid. Under the surprised eyes of everyone, he ran around the stadium for more than 500 meters, and came to the north stand where the most die-hard Mallorca fans gathered, roaring wildly...

"Kneel down, bastards...come on your knees!!!!!!"

Like an enraged lion, Li Tongfan swung his arms unconsciously, yelling provocatively in Spanish. On the stands, the large banner with a Chinese prostrating on the ground dragging his whip seemed so dazzling in the lens...

Chinese, kneel down!

These few short red words, like a thorn deeply pierced into the nails, tortured Li Tongfan for more than 60 minutes from the first sight at the beginning of the game. It was a heart-wrenching pain...

Yes, my motherland is indeed a football desert. Those potbellied bureaucrats have always been the ugly balls in the crotch of football, and they can play whatever they want, but...

But you Spanish bastards, why do you want me to kneel down, go to your mother's football powerhouse, come here, kneel down for me obediently... Kneel down! ! !
This was a hearty catharsis. As early as when Joel Luka scored, Lao Li wanted to fight back, but leading by one goal is not a huge advantage, so he endured it. Until now, Li Tongfan couldn't bear it anymore. He could have prostatitis if he held his urine, not to mention the burning anger that was about to explode?

Kneel down, kneel down to labor and management!

Li Tongfan was like a puppet on a string, yelling the same sentence over and over again in front of thousands of Mallorca fans, until the assistant coach Greid covered his face tremblingly, held him horizontally with a black umbrella and dragged him away...

As for why Greder held an umbrella, just look at the annoyed Mallorca fans and the fruit cores, lighters, mobile phones, hats that flew down from the stands... er, shoes, underwear, underwear...

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For the sake of the coherence of the plot, two chapters will be updated this time. Don’t wait for the chapter at noon, it will be around [-]:[-] p.m.
It's the same sentence, during the ranking period, those who can stay will be kept!
(End of this chapter)