Chapter 47: Yellow Card Battle

"Robben seems to be very unhappy with Arshavin's tackle, look at the replay, well, at least from the replay, this tackle is very clean, clean and not a single stain. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The Spanish commentator's opinion is different: "In the case of such a distance, close to the ground and shovel, if it weren't for Robben's fast jump, I'm afraid he would have been carried off the field on a stretcher, but he really didn't touch Robben, it seems that the referee will not give a card, this foul, I'm afraid it will set the tone for this game." ”

Foul? The referee didn't blow it, and he made a ghost rule.

Robben stood on the touchline and prepared to kick off, but Sneijder ran over, Robben dropped the ball and ran to the front, after Sneijder took the ball, he was five meters away from the place where the first foul was committed, and Alpha was extremely dissatisfied.

"Smack!" In the fourth minute, the ball lost control in a scramble, and the catch-up Alfa and Sneijder came back to the head, this time with Sneijder's victory.

"It's only been the first few minutes, and I'm angry for some reason, and I don't know what the reason is."

"It's dry, and I'm in a bad mood."

In the seventh minute, Beckham was dribbling the ball after receiving the ball, and when he turned around and pulled the ball, he was pushed to the ground by Pepe, who was misplaced defending.

The Mainz frontcourt players immediately rushed over, and Wang Zhen separated Beckham and scolded Pepe in Portuguese Spanish.

What kind of character does Pepe have, he endured it there, and immediately stepped forward to stand up to Wang Zhen, the one-meter-eighty-eight Pepe held his head high, and he was just able to withstand the forehead of Wang Zhen, who was bowing his head and talking.

The two scolded each other.

The referee was not ready to endure it this time, and stepped forward to give each of them a yellow card.

"What the hell? Pepe's yellow card is even counted, what did Wang Zhen do to get a yellow card? Miles was very upset and shouted, "Damn bastards, are you still going to fuck us on our home turf?" ”

The Spanish commentator gloated: "The young captain of Mainz paid the ticket for his youth. ”

The actions of the two sides are not small, and the referee often blows the whistle to give free kicks, which is extremely embarrassing to mention, the rhythm is very bad, and neither side can attack much.

In the 33rd minute, Robben knocked Arshavin, who was accelerating with the ball, out of the touchline, and Arshavin almost knocked Klopp down on the sidelines.

Arshavin was also a powder keg, and when he got up, he wanted to go back to Robben, hugged Klopp, and whispered something in Arshavin's ear.

The referee was not blind and gave Robben a yellow card.

"Please help me count, how many free kicks are there in this game, and how many yellow cards are there in this game?"

The referee's rhythm is slightly loose and the scale is slightly larger, causing the intensity of the physical collision between the two sides to rise by several levels, and now it is difficult to retract it.

Even if you give cards, it won't help.

The attack was interrupted again, and a group of Mainz rushed again in vain.

"To tell the truth, although Real Madrid is a giant, although Real Madrid has Robben and others, but compared to speed, they are not half a star behind Mainz, and this kind of situation is not good for Mainz."

In front of the TV, the fans on both sides were not so cool, and they all felt that the rhythm was too problematic.

Real Madrid stepped back in time, and Arshavin regained possession of the ball and stepped forward, but also lost the opportunity to attack.

Orr is not too dangerous in the left winger position, so Arshavin has only one option, and that is to drop the ball down the middle.

Wang Zhen struggled to squeeze away enough before taking advantage of the ball.

It's not a header, a header in front of these defenders of Real Madrid, the shooting percentage is too low, it's not worth trying, let alone in a positional battle, the threat of a header is not enough to make Cassie make a mistake.

After Wang Zhen got the ball, he turned around, Pepe and Ramos waited in the position, one on the side, blocking Wang Zhen's way.

Wang Zhen had nothing to worry about, so he moved forward.

Pepe obviously didn't expect Wang Zhen to do this, and was caught off guard for a while, and Ramos stepped forward directly, wrapping Wang Zhen's hand with his hand behind the referee's back where he couldn't see.

Wang Zhen frowned suddenly, if he shook his hand and put aside the entanglement, the action must be very big, and when Ramos is going to fake a fall, he will be given a yellow card. Two yellows and one red are over.

You are allowed to be the first year of junior high school, but Lao Tzu can't be fifteen? Preemptive!

Wang Zhen directly clamped Ramos's arm with his right hand to prevent him from withdrawing, and then fell directly backwards, and deliberately hung Ramos's leg with his foot before falling.

Ramos saw that Wang Zhen actually fell backwards first, and his brain didn't turn for a while, and when he wanted to withdraw his hand, it was too late.

"Wang Zhen was dragged down by Ramos in the penalty area!"

"Penalty! It's a penalty! ”

However, the referee did not give any signal, and Pepe saw the Mainz player coming towards the ball, turned around and kicked the football out of the touchline.

Wang Zhen got up and stood in front of the referee: "He dragged me!" ”

The referee shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands: "From my point of view, it was you who slipped and fell." ”

Target!

If Wang Zhen was a year ago, he would have been able to abolish this referee and Ramos with one punch and kick when he turned around, but he was out of the Champions League with his red card last year, and he had to endure it this year.

There was a lot of boos.

Ramos originally thought that he would be sentenced to death, but he turned out to be a little surprised by nothing, and then he understood that this referee was not saying that he was helping, but at least more on his side.

The minutes ticked by, there were no more good chances for either side, the two goalkeepers were also very strong, and the free kicks in the general position were a piece of cake for both goalkeepers.

As a result, the two sides went into halftime 0-0.

As soon as he entered the locker room, Kanna was the first to speak: "Something is wrong, several times in the first half I was whistled for fouls on clean breaks. ”

Wang Zhen nodded: "I also have a yellow card on my back, in the second half, you attack a little bit, and try to lean forward in the midfield, otherwise you won't be able to take it down." ”

Klopp also walked into the dressing room, first analyzed the tactics on the tactical board, and then turned back: "G14 has just been disbanded, the exchange of interests is a desirable thing, the referee will not help them explicitly, but the overall penalty bias is in their favor, in fact, our journey in the back of the Champions League will be carried out in such a situation, if you can't pass the Real Madrid level, you can't pass other strong teams." ”

The G14 was disbanded, in which the exchange of things naturally had a certain degree of care on the field.

If that's not a good thing to say, then change the NBA's term, the star whistle.

Both sides foul at the same time, or whistles that can be blown or not, and the unlucky side is always the unfamous side.

Arshavin's face was gloomy: "Find the address of that bastard referee after the game, and Lao Tzu will find someone to fix him." ”

The teammates also knew that this was an Arshavin-style joke, and after laughing, the atmosphere relaxed a little.

Klopp pointed to the small blackboard: "Do what Wang Zhen said, lean forward in the midfield, Arshavin, you have to take care of defending Robben when attacking, the rest is nothing, everyone is ready to play again." ”

As he walked out of the locker room door, Kana muttered behind Wang Zhen's back, "I'll go up and shovel that referee down in a while?" ”

Wang Zhen rolled his eyes: "It's not that I haven't been targeted, haven't I been targeted for a period of time in the league last year, as long as the strength is strong enough, they won't do anything, if they can't even cross half of Real Madrid, how can they play in the quarterfinals and semifinals?" ”

Karna was thoughtful.

(To be continued.) )