On 29 December, Blues fans watched a very boring game at home.

When the score of 0-0 was fixed at the end, not only Ranieri, but also the fans were full of disappointment.

"Class, class, class!" Fans who didn't get Christmas and New Year's gifts took aim at Ranieri, losing one and drawing one in two games, a result that really can't be explained to the fans who are desperate for victory.

In this game, Latelli abandoned the old captain Desailly, who had not played well, and put the captain's armband on Terry's shoulder.

Crespo and Veron have both been injured from the Argentine national team's game, Duff's shoulder has not been well, and Hasselbaink has been a bit out of fire recently.

Aside from Gudjohnsen's occasional open-mouth, Mutu was the only one left on the front line.

The Romanian shooter, however, has not opened for eleven consecutive rounds.

Today's game sees Chelsea at home against Portsmouth, who have been hovering around the relegation zone. Although they held the opposition for 90 minutes, the opposition's passive defence made every attack fruitless.

And just like that, the Blues fans gave more insults to Mutu, the man who hadn't opened for twelve games in a row.

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"Parallel imports! Parallel imports! Early the next morning, a large number of fans gathered at Stamford Bridge, holding up signs and shouting angrily.

It is clear that the endurance of the fans has reached the extreme, and the "strong" results of the Blues at the beginning of the season have really boosted morale and appetite.

When they saw the team's attention start to slip, the fans were more anxious than the players.

"Fuck off, you idiots, what do you know? Have you forgotten what I did for the team at the beginning of the season? Mutu grimaced and cursed loudly with two huge black circles under his eyes.

"Get out of here! You will die in the belly of a prostitute! The fans scolded back without showing any weakness.

During these days, the news about Mutu was full of lace.

The most famous is that the other day on a talk show, his ex-girlfriend Anka. Nicholleigh's revelations.

"We met a long time ago, when I got off the bus when a handsome sunny boy came up to me and accosted me. I later found out that he was a not-so-known lad from the local team and we quickly fell in love. ”

"But then he went to Dynamo Gallest, and everything changed."

"He began to be drawn to the glitzy nightlife, and his hipster teammates used to take him around, go to bars, and come home late."

"Maybe that's how men live! At first, I had to convince myself like this. ”

"But he became more and more aggressive, and often did not return home at night."

"He asked me to quit my proud modeling job, and he said he would support me."

"Oh! Oh my God, I must have been crazy! Ankka sighed.

Ankh recalls the experience with a wonderful look on her face, and the happiness on her face gradually gives way to anger and remorse.

"Later, when I really needed money, he even told me to go to my parents!"

"Then the next morning he told me that he was going to Italy, to Inter Milan, to break up with me!"

"Oh my God, you know what? I was stunned when I heard that! ”

"But so what? I'm just a woman, a woman who was abandoned by him, and I can only accept the fact that I can! ”

"Later, I heard that he and Alexander were married, and I think there is finally a woman in this world who is more miserable than me!"

When this news first came out, along with Mutu's other lace news, it was regarded by fans as the "romantic past" of the star.

Now, that all changed when the Romanian extended his goal drought to 12 games!

The fans who originally admired him and admired him instantly changed their faces and became the most fierce crusade!

At a time when Mutu needed comfort and help the most, these fans seemed to have turned into a life-saving ghost, gathering all their resentment on one person.

This is the reality of the fans, they look up to the strong and spit on the weak.

Seeing Mutu with a declining face, Tang Wu just wanted to step forward and ask a few words, but Lampard suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled Tang Wu away from the side.

"Don, I don't know what you have to do with that guy, and I don't want to know why you're so close. But you have to be clear," Lampard said, pointing to Mutu who had sniffed on his nose with his thumb, 'that guy just had a drug last night, so you'd better not bother him now. ”

"Drugs? That's not a good habit! ”

Tang Wu knew that Mu Tu had a habit of this, but he had never seen him in this state today.

"Who's to say it isn't!" Lampard raised an eyebrow, "So you'd better stay away from him." ”

After the players fully warmed up, they started the team training match again.

is still the main player to play the substitute, and Tang Wu is assigned to the side of the substitute as a goalkeeper.

But after playing for a while, the atmosphere in the stadium became strange.

Although the main team has the ball, every attack ends in nothing.

Frank Lampard delivered a number of brilliant passes and his team-mates on the flanks were well run, but the score was still untouched and the attacking tempo up front was chaotic.

Pulling his chin and frowning, he was thinking about whether to stop the game.

At this moment, Mutu received the ball from Melchiot on the wing, forced it to accelerate, and used the strength of his elbow to hold Gala behind him.

Facing the two defenders who flew in front of him, Mutu didn't think about it, and flew up directly and kicked the ball into the sky.

Tang Wu symbolically stretched out his hand and twisted his head towards his teammates who were picking up the ball on the sidelines.

It's not once or twice that Mutu has done this, Tang Wu has been "driving big" for more than ten minutes.

Beep!

"Adrian, come over here." Lateri finally stopped this "farce" that resembled "children's anger" and called Mutu aside from the field.

"Adrian, I don't care what you've been thinking lately, and I don't care what you've been up to lately. I just know that if you continue like this, I'm afraid it's hard for you to be in the starting lineup again. Ranieri warned.

"Old, old man." Mutu sniffed, "You have to believe me, the next game, the next game I will definitely score!" ”

"You say that when you play, you say that when you play." Ranali reminded Mutu.

"No, this time I'm telling the truth!"

Mutu's eyes were blurred and he didn't look at the Italian coach in front of him at all.

His eyes wandered around for a while, and he noticed that he didn't squeak, so he slowly focused his eyes on Laji.

"What I said is true." Mutu reassured.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he yawned, and it didn't look reliable at all.

Rajli frowned, looked at Mutu's appearance, and thought for a moment, "From now on, if you can spend the night in the dormitory every night, I may consider giving you another chance." ”

"Really?" Mu Tu's hazy eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately opened his mouth and said, "Old man, a word is a certainty?" ”

With a wave of his hand, he drove Mutu back to the court.

"Coach, isn't that okay? What do you think he just looked like? Richards, who had been silent on the side, saw that Mutu had walked away, leaned over and whispered.

"Gambler? Pothead? Rakari snorted, "Of course you say I know. ”

"Then the coach, you..."

"Even if he's a gambler, what if he's an addict? As long as he can score! Ranieri said fiercely.

"Coach, I don't understand yet, why..."

Ranieri gave Richards a blank look and sighed, "Give him another chance, if he does this again after Crespo recovers from his injury, Chelsea will have nothing to do with him!" ”