Football: Take away half of Boss Mei's skills at the beginning

Guardi also felt the gazes of the two, so he also gave a fierce expression.

Rossi and Mateo curled their lips at the same time.

He looked fierce but was weak, and he was furious.

If you can score a goal, you have some capital, right?

The game started again soon.

Due to the position, Mateo could not match Guardi, and only Rossi was thinking about getting close to Guardi all the time.

The game itself was already 3-0, so the confrontation on the field was not fierce.

It was just that Rossi came to Guardi intentionally or unintentionally and whispered in his ear: "Mr. Guardi, you finally have a chance to play. And you're the starter! You see, we're all substitutes. You played really well in this game. How many times did you touch the ball in the first half?"

Guardi's face darkened: "Get out of here."

Rossi smiled: "Why? This stadium is owned by your family? You're performing so badly and you won't let me say anything?"

Guardi stopped and stared at him: "Don't think you can mock me just because you're performing well now. I just didn't get the chance!"

Rossi said lightly: "How many years have you been in Bologna? Haven't you seized the opportunity? It seems that your talent is very ordinary! Aren't you known as a genius?"

Guardi's face turned green: "You!"

Rossi added: "By the way, almost all of us who stayed in Parma have played in the first team!"

Guardi bit his lips tightly and said nothing.

Rossi continued to criticize him: "We who stayed in Parma know that we need to train hard and attentively. Did you not know this after you left Parma? I don't know how Bologna likes you!"

Guardi stared at Rossi fiercely, but he didn't know how to respond to him.

Suddenly, Rossi shouted: "The ball is coming!"

Guardi turned his head subconsciously and saw that Bologna had launched a counterattack. His teammates crossed the half court and were about to pass the ball to him.

He quickly prepared to receive the ball, and his teammates also passed the ball to him.

But as soon as Guardi received the ball, Rossi seized the opportunity and poked the ball away from his feet!

He stopped and looked at Rossi's back in disbelief.

After Rossi passed the ball, he turned back and smiled at him: "Come on, Guardi!"

Guardi's eyes were about to spit fire, and he had to run back desperately, hoping to help his teammates get the ball back.

But unfortunately, this time the loss of the ball allowed Parma to score another goal!

This goal was scored by Mateo. He dribbled past the defender in the frontcourt and blasted open the door of Bologna with a volley.

Mateo did not celebrate after scoring, as if he felt that everything was easy.

After celebrating, he returned to the center circle and curled his lips at Guardi while waiting for the kick-off.

It seemed to say, you see, it's really easy to score!

Guardi only felt that he had been hit by 10,000 points of critical strike.

When he was in the youth training, Mateo was nothing!

Why is he so powerful now!

And that Rossi, a player who knows nothing, has now become the core of the midfield!

What happened?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He was just a substitute among substitutes who could occasionally play a little garbage time. Why could these two guys with mediocre talents perform so well!

For a while, jealousy invaded his heart like a venomous snake.

After Bologna restarted the game, his teammates quickly passed the ball to Guardi.

It's not that they trust him, but they are all substitutes and have no ability to advance.

Guardi immediately prepared to break through with the ball, but Rossi pressed forward again.

Just when Guardi was forcibly preparing to move forward, he seized the opportunity and poked the ball away again!

At the moment when the two passed each other, Rossi did not forget to let out a hearty laugh.

This finally made Guardi lose his mind. He rushed forward and hit Rossi hard!

Rossi was caught off guard and was knocked to the ground!

This immediately shocked everyone!

The Parma players next to him immediately rushed over and quickly blocked Rossi!

And Matteo ran back from the front court and rushed to Rossi!

Guardi still wanted to retaliate against Rossi, but he had no chance!

He looked at Rossi indignantly: "You son of a bitch, get up and fight me!"

Matteo sneered: "Come on, fight me!"

Guardi looked at him, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, and couldn't help swallowing.

Matteo sneered: "Coward!"

After saying that, he squatted down"Dino, are you okay?"

Rossi shrugged: "This guy is so annoying."

Matteo was relieved: "You're the only one who's happy. I haven't teased him much. Now he'll probably get a red card."

Rossi sighed: "I don't want to either... Who made him so annoying? Now I can only pray that the referee doesn't give him a red card."

Matteo chewed on this sentence, and the more he thought about it, the more wrong it seemed.

They were actually hoping that the referee would show mercy to the opponent?

If De Zerbi knew about this, he would give both of them a brain explosion.

As a result, in their expectant eyes, the referee gave Guardi a red card without hesitation.

Rossi and Mateo "tsk" at the same time, their expressions full of disappointment.

Now, the game really became garbage time.

Guardi looked at the referee in disbelief. He kept complaining to the referee, but the referee didn't mean to change his penalty at all.

This made him disappointed and angry, but all this could not be changed.

He glared at Rossi and Matteo who looked regretful, and said a few dirty words in his mouth, and then walked towards the sidelines under the persuasion of his teammates.

And his actions also fell into the eyes of Bologna coach Mihajlovic.

Mihajlovic himself had no expectations for this game, so he did not have much expectations for the players' performance on the field.

But Guardi, a player who obviously could not control his emotions, made him very disappointed.

You can play badly, but it is your problem to lose your temper and get a red card.

When Guardi walked off the field, he didn't even pay attention to him.

In his heart, he had completely blacklisted Guardi.

After all, it is not a pity to waste him directly for this level of youth training.

He has no outstanding talent and a bad personality. This kind of person has no future.

I don't know when his contract will expire, let him go!

As Matteo looked at Guardi's back, he somehow remembered the classic lyrics: "I'll take you away, a thousand miles away..."