While Inter Milan beat Lazio 1-0 away, Juventus also beat Livorno in Alp. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Coincidentally, the final score was also 1-0.

But after the game, when referee Zanluca Paparesta returned to the referee's lounge with the linesman, he found Juventus' general manager Moggi waiting at the door of the lounge, staring at them with gloomy eyes.

Paparesta and the linesman were shocked, and even had the urge to flee, but first, all their equipment and luggage were still in the lounge, and second, they knew that escaping would be worse than catching up.

After weighing his mind for a moment, Paparesta took the lead.

"Hello, Mr. Moggie. The Italian international referee greeted him politely.

Moji stared at them fiercely and asked, "Why did you do this?"

"I have to control the game. Paparesta timidly explained.

"Control the game?" Moggie sneered, "Did you know that we were almost forced to a draw." ”

Paparesta nodded, "I'm sorry about that. ”

"Regrets, your regrets are of a to us?" Moggie scolded.

"But I've done my best. Paparesta felt aggrieved, "I awarded you a penalty in the 63rd minute, and sent off one of their players, who would have thought that it would be ......"

"Then you mean that we Juventus are not as good as others, right?" Before Paparesta could finish speaking, Moggi became even angrier, he looked like he had been violated in front of him, and even felt like he had rushed up to do it.

Paparesta panicked, "I didn't mean that. ”

"What do you mean?" Moggie asked, still angrily.

Paparesta was speechless and was silent for a few seconds before replying: "You guys also scored in the end." ”

"Finally?" Moji smiled coldly again, "yes, in the end, it's all about stoppage time!"

At the end, he pointed to Paparesta and shouted.

"Do you know how much we will lose if we can't win this game again?"

Paparesta was still speechless, he knew very well what the rules of the game were, and he also knew that now Moggi was angry, and it was useless to explain more.

In fact, Juventus did not play well in this game.

First, Livorno's strength is not weak, and it is currently a strong team in the top of Serie A, and secondly, Livorno has adopted a counterattacking tactic, and Juventus usually has no way to face such a team.

In the first hour, Juventus had the advantage, but they couldn't score, and even threatened the attack was only a handful, until the 63rd minute, Paparesta sent off a central defender of the opponent, so that Livorno had one less man to fight for a long time, and Juventus's offensive gradually improved.

But even so, Juventus still struggled to break through Livorno's goal.

In the end, it was only in stoppage time that Piero scored the winning goal for Juventus with a direct free-kick opportunity.

In fact, it's questionable whether it was a foul or not.

But it's clear that Moggie wasn't happy with the course and the result, and he likes to win on the safe side.

But the problem is, you have to at least show your strength, don't you?

It's already helped with this, what else do you want?

Paparesta responded with silence, and the more Moggie looked at it, the more angry he felt, and just as he was about to explode, the phone in his hand suddenly rang, which temporarily suppressed Moggie's anger.

Seeing Moggie turn around and step aside to answer the phone, Paparesta's eyes flashed with anger, and he greeted his companion and walked into the referee's lounge.

He wanted to get out of this place quickly, leave this person as far away as possible.

The call came from referee Domenique Messina, who was officiating Lazio's match against Inter Milan.

"Domenic, what's going on?" Moji answered the phone in a deep voice.

"I'm sorry, Luciano. ”

Messina and Moggie are old friends, and they apologize as soon as they make a phone call, which makes Moggie's heart sink.

"Inter won. ”

"What's going on, why is this happening?" asked Moggie.

"I've done my best. Messina shook her head and sighed, "I blew out one of their goals and awarded at least two penalties, but as a result, they still scored, and I really couldn't do anything about that goal." ”

"How can there be no way, Domenic?" Moggie raised his voice abruptly, "foul, offside...... There are so many reasons to be found, why would they score?"

"It's too obvious......"

"How obvious could it be?" Moji snapped, "Is there anything more obvious than if you called me right now to report the news?"

Messina on the other side of the phone felt Moji's anger, and he was obviously well aware of Moji's temper, so he simply remained silent and stopped talking.

"One or two of you said you did your best, and one or two said you couldn't do anything, I'm grassy Nima!"

Moji scolded angrily and slammed the phone next to his ear to the ground.

The durable Nokia fell to the ground, blooming everywhere and breaking into multiple pieces, but it still couldn't take away the fire in Moggie's heart.

"You, come here. Moggie pointed to a staff member in the distance.

When the man approached, he pointed to the referee's lounge in the distance, "Go get the key and lock the door for me, without my permission, I'll see who dares to open the door for them!"

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"He's too much!"

In the referee's lounge, the linesman scolded angrily, but he didn't dare to make a loud voice, for fear of being heard from outside.

"I really think that the Italian league is their family, and they can do whatever they want, so why not just judge themselves to win and get three points directly, why bother pretending?"

Clearly, they were feeling unjust about the treatment they had just received.

Paparesta, on the other hand, was calmer, because he knew that this was not the first time such a thing had happened, and it would not be the last.

"It's not like you don't know how good his relationship is with the above. ”

"But that can't be like this, can you just let him cover the sky with one hand and be domineering?" The linesman was still very unwilling.

Although he was not the one who was scolded just now, as a referee appointed by the Italian Football Association, he also felt unfair about the treatment he received.

He was a linesman in this game, but he may be the referee in the next game, can he not be angry?

"What else could I do?" asked Paparesta rhetorically.

Suddenly, the referee's lounge became silent.

yes, what else could it be?

Complaining: Who to complain to?

Not to mention the referee committee, even if it is appealed to the Football Association, aren't they still their people?

"Hurry up and pack your things, hurry up, if you still want to eat this mouthful, you have to learn to endure. ”

Paparesta didn't slow down at all as he spoke, and when he finished speaking, he put his things on his shoulders and prepared to leave.

But when he walked to the door of the lounge and reached for the door, he suddenly found that the door had been locked from the outside.

"What's going on?" Paparesta tugged hard a few times, but he didn't pull away.

The other three people in the lounge were also taken aback and came over one after another, but they still couldn't pull it away.

"Someone locked him up from the outside. ”

"Who dares to lock us here. ”

"This is an illegal kidnapping, we are the referee team, open the door!"

"Hurry up and open the door!

But no matter how the referees in the lounge shouted and shouted, the door still didn't open.

When they were tired and their voices were hoarse, they reluctantly accepted it.

They are well aware that this is a warning because they didn't give their best in this game.

But how do you do your best?

Do you have to send off one person at the beginning of the game and award a penalty to Juventus, then you can do your best?

"It's too much, it's too much!"

"Who's to say it's not? Illegally imprison the referee, and they are the only ones who dare to do it. ”

"Damn, it's so damnable!"

Only Paparesta sat silently, his eyes full of anger, he had never encountered such a thing in all his years, and he definitely didn't intend to leave it at that.

We're not done here!

It wasn't until more than an hour later, when the players and fans had dispersed, that the door to the referee's lounge was opened again.

Juventus vice-president Roberto Bertega appeared outside the door with a smile on his face.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, guys, I rushed over as soon as I heard the news. Bertga apologized as soon as he entered, he had obviously come to be a peacemaker.

"As you all know, Luciano is not a very good-tempered man, sometimes he can't control it when he starts a fire, even I feel a lot of headaches, just now he locked the door in a fit of rage, and as a result, we have not found the key......"

Speaking of this, Betga shook his head with a wry smile and said, "You also know that those people below do things like this. ”

Several of the referees were angry, but only Paparesta looked calm as usual.

Bettega was also prepared for this, standing in front of everyone, with his hands on his chest, looking like he could not help me.

"For this reason, I just called Carraro, Ranesse, Bergamo and Paireto separately to explain that it was indeed a misunderstanding, and they all accepted our explanation. Betga laughed.

Carraro is the president of the Italian Football Federation, Ranese is the chairman of the referees committee, and Bergamo and Paireto are referees, all of whom are their immediate bosses.

When the referees, who were still angry, heard this, their faces suddenly changed.

The hidden meaning of Betga's words was clear to them.

As Paparesta said, if they still want to eat this bowl of rice, then they have to rely on the Football Association and the referee committee to mix the rice, so now, do they bear it or not?

"Hehe, Roberto, you're joking. Paparesta stood up with a smile at this time, "Since it's a misunderstanding, then it's okay to clarify, everyone is an old friend, and there must be no problem." ”

Bertega was a little surprised to hear that Paparesta was so cheerful.

He also learned later that Moggie was so bold as to lock the referee team in the referee's lounge, as soon as he received the news, he ran over to find Moji as soon as possible, and then ran here to open the door.

Originally, he thought it would take a lot of speech, but he didn't expect it to be so easy to speak.

However, it is also a good thing to be easy to speak, after all, it is not good for anyone to spread this matter.

"Zanluka, you still understand the matter, thank you. Bettega immediately stepped forward, leaned forward with both hands, and took Paparesta's right hand, "I have specially prepared a small gift, I hope you will smile and don't take today's matter to heart." ”

"Well, then I'll thank you for my colleagues, Roberto. ”

"Ha, you're welcome!"