big mouth ball king

Chapter 709
"Aguero with the ball."

"Aguero breaks through."

"Shoot!!"

"This is already KUN's third shot in this game. I think he is the last player who needs to be mobilized."

After speaking, the commentator laughed.

If Aguero heard this slightly mocking laugh, he would probably rub the commentator on the ground.

"KUN, you can't play like this, it's only 10 minutes." Fran said.

If you fight like this, it is estimated that the energy of the half-court sphere will be used up.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I have to score a goal. It is a matter of my dignity. Please understand."

"..."

"I'll pass the ball to you, trust me, please calm down too."

Aguero nodded.

"I will."

*****
Defending Tang Zhenglong was the Czech iron guard Thomas Ujfalusi.

This is also the reason why they made their debut in the Bundesliga. When they were still in Hamburg, the two played against each other in the Bundesliga.

"Thomas, it's you, long time no see."

"..."

"Do I know you well?"

"I'm a Cologne star."

"When I was in the Bundesliga, I abused you."

Ujfalusi's face was black, like the feeling of constipation.

"Do not talk to me."

At this moment, to Ujfalusi's dumbfounded, Tang Zhenglong took out a piece of chewing gum.

It is very common for general coaches to chew gum to relieve stress, such as Ferguson, but players chew gum on the field?
"Would you like a piece too?"

"No."

"Do you want chocolate then?"

"..."

"I have a question."

"what?"

"What else is in your pocket?"

"I'll take a look."

"Mints, gum, chocolate, and..."

Tang Zhenglong was embarrassed and immediately stuffed the things back, but Ujfalusi had sharp eyes and had already seen it.

"Nimma! This guy still has Durres in his pocket."

"You take that to the field?"

"It's not mine, it's Marcelo's, I took it by mistake."

"..."

There is a dark cloud over Ujfalusi's head, I don't understand Tang Zhenglong's world.

*****
Atletico Madrid was not so iron-blooded in the Simeone era. In fact, the team's style of play has always been relatively tough, but later Simeone strengthened Atletico Madrid's attributes.

After Simao broke through from the wing, he made a cross with a curve ball, and Forlan headed the ball in the middle before Ramos.

The ball was a little higher and flew out of the baseline against the crossbar.

After leaving Manchester United, Fran immediately came to life, and that parallel importer of Manchester United became the striker of Atletico Madrid.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Ronaldo turned his head, it was Tang Zhenglong.

"what?"

"I was thinking about Fran."

"Fran? You know each other?"

"do not know."

Ronaldo rolled his eyes.

"I think you look a lot like Fran."

Ronaldo was taken aback.

"I'm very similar to Fran? Are you out of your mind? I'm Portuguese and Fran is Uruguayan. How are we alike?"

"Think about it, you all stayed at Manchester United and then moved to Madrid. It's just that Forlan left Manchester United and it got better and better, but when you left Manchester United, it got worse and worse."

"..."

"Don, I know you are jealous of me because I have been to Manchester United and you can only go to Everton. You can never be proud to say that you are the Red Devils."

"cut!!"

"I also had sex with Moyes' daughter, did you have sex with Ferguson's daughter?"

Ronaldo was dumbfounded.

"Ferguson's daughter can be my mother!!"

"What's the matter!"

Ronaldo was so dumbfounded that he didn't want to continue talking.

"If one day I leave Real Madrid, it will be forced by you!!"

******
"Offside!"

"Aguero was offside."

The whistle blew, but Aguero kicked the ball into the goal regardless.

In this case, a yellow card cannot escape.

Aguero's face was watery, and he didn't seem to care about the yellow card at all.

The Atletico Madrid coach has noticed Aguero's strangeness.

"Perhaps he shouldn't be playing."

But... this is very embarrassing, maybe if Aguero is not allowed to play, then the external conflict will evolve into an internal conflict.

Flores can only hope that Aguero will not do anything outrageous and not get a red card.

*****
Julio Grondona.

The old man has served as the president of the Argentine Football Association since 1979.

What he is most concerned about at this time is whether Argentina can achieve good results in South Africa next year.

Aguero, Messi, these are the weapons that Argentina will fight in South Africa next year, and Grondona is of course very concerned.

"Aguero really worked hard."

Grondona was about to call Maradona, but no one answered the phone.

"Strange."

Soon, Maradona sent a text message.

"Mr. Chairman, I'm commenting on a football game. I'm sorry I can't answer the phone."

Grondona did not mean to blame. Although Maradona is now the head coach of the Argentine national team, when there is no game, Maradona is relatively free.

"Diego, what the hell did you do? Aguero is in great shape, did you teach him some stunts?"

Old horse sweat.

"Mr. Chairman, don't you go online?"

"I'm almost 80 years old, do you think I can surf the Internet?"

"..."

No wonder!

Lao Ma can only make it up, because the truth is too complicated.

"Maybe the World Cup is coming soon, he wants to prove himself, otherwise he will not be able to enter the national team."

"Haha, Aguero and Messi will definitely enter the national team, otherwise I will smoke you."

Lao Ma is not afraid of anything, but he is really afraid of Grondona. This old man was the head of Argentine football when Lao Ma was a player.

"I don't care what you do to Aguero, do the same thing to Messi, keep them both in shape."

Maradona was dumbfounded.

"Only one of my daughters is unmarried. Besides, let Tang Zhenglong marry Messi? That would kill someone."

"Boss, my mobile phone is in arrears, bye."

Grondona continued to watch the game.

"Sergio, are you trying too hard, hehe, do you really want to go to South Africa that much?"

*****
Three years.

Ujfalusi remembers that the last time he met Tang Zhenglong was three years ago. He basically didn't move on the court, like a spectator who didn't buy tickets.

Three years later, this guy triple jumped and came to Real Madrid from Cologne, but the same thing is - he is still so lazy!
"Why? Is it really because he is more handsome?"

At this time, the ball flew over, and Tang Zhenglong dribbled the ball only to Ujfalusi.

"This feeling!"

Ujfalusi remembered that Tang Zhenglong was not so fast three years ago, and this is too fast.

Ujfalusi turned around and wanted to keep up, but was thrown 10 meters away in a few steps. At this moment, he realized that Tang Zhenglong's laziness had capital.

Breaking through the central defender, Tang Zhenglong faced goalkeeper Asenjo.

At this time, another central defender, Luis Perea, had already filled in. If Tang Zhenglong wanted to shoot, he could only dribble the ball to the baseline.

But that also means that the angle of the shot will be smaller.

(End of this chapter)