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Chelsea has found its own feeling!After they stole the ball from Stoke City, they firmly controlled the ball at their own feet!

They carried out several precise cooperations within a short distance, quietly passed the midfield, and were about to approach Stoke City's penalty area!

Richard yelled: "Stoke City is in a hurry! They can't wait to get the ball back!"

Andy: "Stoke City tackling! It's still in the front of the midfield! They are very bold!"

"Lampard fell to the ground, this time it was a foul action, we clearly saw him being brought down from this angle!"

Clattenburg came sprinting, there were too many midfielders, he didn't see clearly at once.

So he asked Ivan who ran all the way not far away.

The latter glanced at the Stoke City midfielder who spread his hands with an innocent face and pretended to be decent, and gave Clattenburg an answer: "Stoke City fouled, he hit someone first."

Clattenburg nodded, put down his whistle, and reached for his trouser pocket.

However, he suddenly looked confused.

Under the watchful eyes of the surrounding players, the stares of more than 40000 fans, and the doubts of the audience in front of the TV, the referee Mark Clattenburg fumbled left and right, but finally did not take anything come out!

But why is it so rare for such a trivial matter to fail Clattenburg?

He turned around immediately and ran to the fourth official standing on the side of the coach's bench.

After he said something to the fourth official, the latter immediately took out two eye-catching red and yellow cards from his trouser pocket and handed them to him.

Only then did the fans in front of the TV react.

"Hahahaha, he actually found out that he didn't have a card after almost 45 minutes of the game!"

"He's here to be funny!"

"I also said why he was so normal in the first half, the relationship is still the same!"

"If the scene continues to be harmonious, he probably won't find out!"

The two commentators couldn't help laughing: "The referee had a little accident, hahaha."

Andy: "The Stoke City midfielder has received a yellow card. This is also the first yellow card of the game."

What he didn't say is that this is not Clattenburg's style!

Now the score is 1-0 on the field, Chelsea is leading, and other fans who are watching the game are leisurely waiting for Clattenburg to make a big move!

Just wait, in the second half he started to "make heaven and earth, I am the protagonist"!

No license plate?Oh man, this is just the beginning.

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Adjacent to the referee's lounge is the player locker room.

Ivan was the last to enter the referee lounge. He just fell behind and was almost abducted by Petr Cech and others to the locker room.

After all, having stayed at Stamford Bridge for more than a year, he is very familiar with every plant and tree here.Even, he walked towards the familiar locker room involuntarily, and then... was almost let in by Derobara, who took the lead in booing.

Fortunately, Captain Terry stopped their nonsense.

The game is not completely over, and Ivan's words and deeds are all within the scope of being observed.

They can't hurt Ai Wen on a whim.

Exhaling a breath, Ivan turned and closed the door, blocking the noise of the players outside from the door.

The environment calms down.

The referee Clattenburg went to change clothes, and Ivan felt his soaked clothes, and planned to change one later.

Linesman Trim sat aside, drinking water and wiping his sweat.

The fourth official and the substitute assistant referee were sitting together, talking about something.

Their conversation was interrupted by the movement of Ivan entering the door. The two looked up and looked over in a not so friendly manner.

It has long been rumored in the Premier League refereeing circle that the young man in front of him, who is not yet 20 years old, has been lucky because he has been appreciated by Weber.

Among all the referees present, the youngest substitute assistant referee was 6 years older than Ivan.

Therefore, the eyes they looked at Ivan were mostly fearful and somewhat jealous. In short, there was not much kindness.

Originally, they could still maintain a normal mind before the start of the game, but after experiencing Ivan's overwhelming popularity suppression in the first half, they could no longer hide their dislike.

It doesn't matter if they are good at playing football, but they still have to run over to be referees to grab their jobs, and don't leave any way for their ordinary referees to survive.

Not all referee salaries are as high as Weber's, and it would be useless if they fail to succeed.

What's more, the higher you go, the more intense the competition. Except for a referee like Clattenburg who has almost reached the top, none of the younger referees below will regard him as a junior worthy of promotion.

You know, even the positions of international referees are numerous, and it doesn't matter if the older referees, they will all retire when Ai Wen comes up anyway, but they are different for young referees!

One more competition means one less meat.

Ivan actually felt unfriendly the moment he entered the door. If he wanted to, with the blessing of dynamic vision, he could still guess what the two referees were talking about just now.

He chooses to ignore.

When Clattenburg first took office, many people also disliked him, but after he became a stable international referee, those discordant voices disappeared.

Well explained.

When a person is much better than others, he will be envied by them, but when he reaches a height beyond the reach of ordinary people, those people can't even be jealous.

They will only look up to him and regard him as an idol, not as a competitor at the same level.

The same principle applies to players, except that players pay attention to strength, and among the players, most of them are talented players.Their competition is much more benign, if you do what you want, if you can't do it, don't force it.

And in a profession like referee that is mainly based on seniority, peers will naturally not welcome young referees with outstanding talents.

Trim on the side sighed and didn't say anything. He waved to Ivan, patted the place beside him, and signaled Ivan to sit on his side.

He is a very Buddhist person. His wife and his two children love to watch Ivan's games.Even, he couldn't afford to hate this young man.

He's just a kid.

Those voices who resolutely opposed him and couldn't understand him probably ignored everything he had suffered, right?A child who has just grown up has suffered such a catastrophe, so what's so strange about being more mature?

He has experienced far more than those referees, his vision, his ability to bear, also left them a street.It is true that he did not eat as much rice as them, but the road he traveled was probably longer and more bumpy than them.

However, not many people care about his growth process.

They only care about the result, they can only see his achievements and glory in front of them, but they can't see how much heartache and pain the person behind him gritted his teeth silently.

He is just a child who needs to be loved!

I hope he will be treated more kindly in the future.

The author has something to say: Author (passing the microphone): What will you do when you encounter an unreliable referee?

Marcelo: Referee?I only see goals.

Pepe: I heard that everyone calls me a monk.

Kaka: emmmmmmm

Raul: emmmmmmm

Guti: I will use actions to tell him what the rules are.

Tony: Very angry but I can't help it.

Ramos (the attitude of the big brother of the national team): Don't be afraid, whoever bullies you, I will fight back for you!

Alvin: emmmmmmm

Everyone in Chelsea: emmmmmmm

Ozil (horrified): Come on, Igor fainted!

Honestly cute new Messi: I am more good at rolling, and referees are usually cute by me.

Cassie (sitting up startled while dying): I am no longer the door god!Whoever likes to do it!

Aiwen: Why don't we switch to Igor?

Real Madrid defenders (kneel down and hug their thighs): Don't do it, can we still play games when Igor is the referee! ! !