big mouth ball king

Chapter 452 The New and Old Enmity with Keane
After each game, the team doctor will submit a medical report to Moyes to evaluate the player's physical condition.

The professionalization of European football is already very high. The body is everything to a player, and the team doctor must be in control of all this.

Moyes didn't read the report.

"I only care about the injuries of Tang Zhenglong and Yakubu."

"Tang Zhenglong will be fine with a few days off, and Yakubu will miss the game against Sunderland next week."

Moyes nodded.

"It's good that Tang Zhenglong is fine."

The team doctor left, and Alan came in.

"David, turn on the computer and look at this."

Moyes turned on the computer, and it was an interview with Keane.

"The clown Tang Zhenglong not only faked injuries, but also played match-fixing during the game. This is a serious crime and he should be suspended for life."

Sunderland led by Keane is Everton's next opponent, so the grievances between him and Tang Zhenglong were once again used by the media to stir up trouble.

Keane lashed out at Tang Zhenglong for what he did against Chelsea.

"He doesn't run, that's laziness, that's his personal problem, but it's not his personal problem to play match-fixing."

"There is still such an obvious diving, the referee did not give him a yellow card, is it possible that the entire Premier League is revolving around Tang Zhenglong?"

"Roy? Do you think Tang Zhenglong will come back before the game against Sunderland?"

Keane smiled and shook his head.

"He dare not!"

The reporters were taken aback, these words are arrogant enough, who gave you the courage?
"Who the hell gave you the courage? Liang Jingru?"

In the gym, Tang Zhenglong was holding a barbell while watching the news.

Yakubu who was beside him comforted: "Don, he is a slut. He was kicked out by Manchester United. His face deserves a beating. Don't bother with him."

"I didn't argue with him."

After the strength training in the gym, Tang Zhenglong was called by Moyes.

"Don, after discussing with Alan, I decided that you will be the substitute for the next round against Sunderland."

"why?"

"You should know why."

Moyes thought, now that Everton is No. [-] in the league, even without Tang Zhenglong, it would be easy to beat a relegation team like Sunderland. There is no need to take risks. People like Keane have no bottom line.

But Tang Zhenglong didn't think so. He still expected to collect enough tickets for the match against Sunderland.

If things go well, they might be able to collect three tickets in one game against Sunderland. This opportunity should not be missed.

"Boss, I firmly refuse."

"Don, Keane has no bottom line. Don't forget the tragedy of Harland."

The implication is that Keane is likely to let his players treat Tang Zhenglong like that.

"Boss, if you can get me out of the game with just one threat, how will I be able to play football in the future?"

Moyes was at a loss for words for a while, which is true. In the future, when it comes to key games, as long as the opponent threatens to cripple Tang Zhenglong, is it possible that the coach will arrange for him to rest?
"Kean is different. He has no bottom line."

"Boss, you've said this before, and I understand what you mean, but the more bully you are, the less we can be intimidated."

For some reason, Tang Zhenglong's image in Moyes's heart suddenly reached 2 meters.

But soon, Moyes wanted to beat himself. Tang Zhenglong was still the same Tang Zhenglong, and he caused trouble in the afternoon.

******
Tang Zhenglong gathered a group of reporters and presented his CT film and diagnosis and treatment report.

When the reporters saw it, they were really hurt! !
"Roy said I was fraudulent and match-fixing. I reserve the right to pursue this matter. I will sue him for slandering me."

"In addition, I ask the FA to take good care of me in the next game, because Keane's words yesterday seemed to be threatening me to turn me into a second Harland. I am so scared."

"Don, you are already in a wheelchair, can you still play the next game?"

"I don't know, I'm afraid that if I play, I'll be in a wheelchair forever."

puff.

"Think about Haaland, think about Petr Cech, the violence in the Premier League is really too serious."

"It's just that there are too many people like Keane, and he is now publicly threatening to abolish me."

then……

Tang Zhenglong cried.

Moyes watched the live broadcast in front of the TV, he was dumbfounded.

"This guy has been able to cry for 10 seconds."

Alan laughed like a pig brother.

"But in this way, public opinion is on our side."

Moyes smiled wryly and said, "Football has delayed Tang Zhenglong from becoming the movie star."

"Hahaha."

*****
Early in the morning, when Keane left the house and came to his car, he suddenly exploded.

His black BMW was spray painted white with the words - "Go to hell, butcher."

"You are a disgrace to the Premier League, rubbish."

When I came to the club, there were many protesting fans outside the gate, most of them were Sunderland fans.

"Roy, you have disgraced Sunderland."

"You trash."

Foul language poured out.

If it weren't for the security guards, Keane might have fought with the fans.

"Roy, don't get excited."

"Are these people crazy? They are Sunderland fans."

"It was Tang Zhenglong who cried in the interview yesterday. He moved the whole of Britain."

Keane was dumbfounded.

"That's all fake."

"But the fans don't know. Now you are a bad guy and Tang Zhenglong is a good guy. The media is promoting it like that."

Keane froze.

"Just because he can cry, he becomes a good person?"

"I'm afraid that's the case, and his mouth is too expressive. If he is British, he will definitely be a politician in the future."

puff.

Keane wanted to vomit blood.

At this moment, with a bang, a rotten egg hit Keane's big face.

A stench of hydrogen sulfide pervaded the air.

Keane clenched his fists and shouted at the fans: "You bastards, go to Everton."

The team staff covered their faces and thought: "With your bad temper, no wonder you can't beat Tang Zhenglong."

*****
"Boss, what did you ask me for?"

Moyes rubbed his hands and asked, "Don, how did you manage to cry for 10 seconds, can you teach me?"

……

"It's talent."

"Boss, if you really can't cry, use eye drops."

Moyes picked up a small notebook and threw it at Tang Zhenglong.

"Do you think I'm praising you? Is there any benefit in provoking Kean on purpose? It will only bring danger to yourself."

"Boss, I think we must be brave in the face of villains, otherwise the villains will ride on your head."

"I know the truth."

Moyes understands that there are too many off-the-box tricks on the pitch, especially for a team that is like all butchers.

"I want you to keep yourself safe and I need you to score more goals for me."

"Boss, I promise."

"Why don't we go to Chelsea together next year, I have a good relationship with Chelsea's management."

Moyes raised the phone and threw it over.

"You brat, you really want to hold me back."

(End of this chapter)