Descartes' agitation method obviously could not be let go so easily.

Five minutes later, he made a comeback, this time with a Mexican player tackled to the ground, and Descartes walked to Doss as soon as possible. Behind Santos, he pretended to mutter, "Hey, your guy didn't do a good job, it seems that you didn't teach him your skills." ”

Doss. Hearing this, Santos immediately turned his head and glared at Descartes fiercely, and it could be seen from the bruises on his face that his mood at the moment was definitely like a volcano about to ignite.

But Descartes was so provocative that he walked away as if nothing had happened before the referee noticed the situation. Santos was disgusting as if he had swallowed a fly.

This damn bastard!

Doss. Santos's sense of Descartes has changed from pre-match disbelief to extreme hatred, and he vows that if Descartes appears with him in the UFC (Iron Cage Fighting Match, also known as the Ultimate Free Fight) iron cage, he will definitely blow Descartes' stinky mouth first.

However, before he could find an opportunity to take revenge on Descartes, Italy scored first.

This is a classic team cooperation, the Italian team is attacked by right-back Francesnic, the football passed to the feet of Descartes after the inverted feet of three consecutive players in the midfield, after the first ten minutes of the battle, Descartes has understood Espisa's strategy against him, so he did not stop after taking the ball, and passed the football out at the first time.

Up front, Foti got the ball with his back to the opposing defender, and he made a one-two with Descartes smartly, and although he didn't shake off Espisa, he had already won space for Descartes to pass the ball.

Descartes staggered to the top of the penalty area under close pressure from Espisa, and then immediately re-distributed the ball to the touchline after attracting the attention of Mexico's two centre-backs.

In this position, Francesnich, who was the first to instigate the attack, suddenly rushed out without anyone noticing, and then he went straight down to the baseline and passed a shot to the ball.

The goal was very cunning, the Mexican defenders didn't dare to stretch their feet at all, because a stretch of the foot could be an own goal, while the Mexican defenders hesitated, Foti suddenly appeared in front of the football, and then, a goal was produced smoothly.

The goal was unanimously applauded by all the commentators on the sidelines, as it was a classic of teamwork and a full demonstration of the team charm of football.

However, the excitement did not stop after the goal, and Descartes pulled away all his teammates who wanted to hug and celebrate with Foti after his goal, and pulled him straight to the bottom line.

Foti was a little confused about Descartes' behavior, but it seemed that Descartes had some plan, so he also cooperated with Descartes to the bottom line.

Then, in full view of everyone, Descartes suddenly made a very spoofed move, he stared straight at Foti for two or three seconds, and suddenly he threw himself forward on the lawn in front of Foti, holding his face and began to roll incessantly.

Foti was still in a daze, but after hearing the screams coming from Descartes' mouth, he finally understood! So Foti had a mischievous smile on his face, and then made a gesture of pulling out his jacket pocket, and then waved his arm hard in the air, yellow card!

At first, the audience was confused, and after Foti made a yellow card move, everyone finally understood what the two little guys were doing, and they were clearly satirizing Doss. Santos's diving move!

There was a burst of cheerful laughter from the sidelines, and even the commentators in the commentary seats couldn't help but laugh and made a kind joke about this celebratory action, and for a while, the entire Lima National Stadium burst into laughter, and even burst into an endless stream of applause.

Even some of the Mexican players couldn't help but show strange faces that seemed to be smiling.

At this time, the only gloomy face on the entire football field was probably Doss. Santos was alone, and not only was his face gloomy, he was so gloomy that he was about to drip.

Descartes is slapping his face naked!

Doss. Santos gritted his teeth with all his strength, his hands curled up tightly around his waist, the green tendons on the back of his hands disappearing from time to time, the volcano in his heart had been completely ignited, and his eyes revealed a terrifying blood red.

The spoofed celebration was soon over, but the applause and laughter on the pitch continued to thunder, and the Italians took a 1-0 lead amid the laughter and laughter of the Mexican players.

The ball was put back into the centre circle again.

After the kick-off of the Mexican team, Dos. Without hesitation, Santos yelled at his teammate to pass the ball, and then he took the ball and ran straight at Descartes.

All the players on the pitch were stunned. Because Descartes had already run past the halfway line at this time, he was a striker and did not have to stay in the midfield to intercept the pass of the Mexican team, which had already passed the football to the Italian half at this time. Santos ran towards Descartes, just rushing to his own half with the ball!

What is he going to do?

Not only the other players, but even Descartes was stunned for a moment, and then he quickly reacted. Santos is trying to provoke himself.

Sure enough, Doss. After Santos brought the ball to Descartes, he made a few bicycle movements, and then suddenly squeezed the ball in front of Descartes.

Caught off guard, Descartes did not stop his "breakthrough". Santos stepped on the ball at his feet after the pass, then raised his chin haughtily at Descartes.

Look, I'm a lot better than your breakthrough skills, don't think I'm just a player who can fake falls.

Descartes smiled, showing his white teeth, and he turned at Doss. Santos hooked his finger and motioned for him to do it again.

Doss. Santos, of course, would not be timid at such a moment, he smiled contemptuously, then took the ball a little and rushed back in front of Descartes again.

Or the action of pedaling a bicycle, Doss. Santos is a player that Barcelona has eyed, his movements are smooth and gorgeous, and he is very visual, and when everyone is not expecting it, he once again slips the ball out, and then prepares to repeat the previous scene.

And yet it's in Doss. The moment Santos brushed Descartes' side, Descartes shook his shoulders and knocked him out with a tiny stuck-in motion.

It was the same move that Espisa used against him at the start of the second half.

Descartes learned and put this trick back to Doss. Santos.

Doss. Santos was running at high speed, his center of gravity was already unstable, even though Descartes was lighter than him, but he couldn't carry this top of Descartes, and was directly pushed a few steps away.

The ball fell to Descartes.

Doss. Santos was completely furious, and he yelled at the referee not far away: "Foul, foul!" The referee glanced at him, although this action was indeed suspected of fouling, but the physical contact between the two sides was not intense, and it was between being judged or not.

Since he didn't play Espisa at the beginning, he certainly won't play Descartes at the moment.

So in Doss. Under Santos' gaze of disbelief, Descartes passed the ball to his teammates at a rapid pace.

Doss. Santos was completely enraged, and he pounced like a cheetah on Mandolini, who received the ball, and the ball was thrown from under his feet, and he had to snatch it back himself.

After receiving the ball, Mandolini turned around and began to look for his teammates, not noticing Doss rushing towards him with a lot of anger. Santos, just as he was about to kick the ball to the side, there were several exclamations behind him: "Be careful! ”

Before Mandolini could react, there was a sudden sharp pain in his ankle, and then he fell to the ground like a stake, and the ball rolled a meter or two in front of him, but he was powerless.

It's Doss. Santos.

He struck a vicious sliding tackle from three or four metres behind, just as Mandolini raised his thigh to make a long pass, and the sole of his foot went straight to Mandolini's supporting foot.

And after this tackle, Doss. Santos suddenly realized that there was a big problem, and he jumped up as soon as possible, desperately raising his hand to the referee to show that he was not malicious, and that he had tackled the football first, which was not a foul.

But the referee quickly arrived at the scene, he only glanced at Mandolini's feet, and then took out the red card directly from his pocket!

Mandolini's feet were so badly deformed that he could even see them without taking off his shoes, and he had a large section of his calf, which was a sign of a fracture.

The back tackle was originally a serious foul, and the opponent's feet were broken, and if you didn't get a red card, it would be unreasonable. And after the game it was estimated that Doss. Santos will also be suspended for multiple matches by FIFA for his tackle with a clear intention of revenge, one of the most aggressive acts of on-pitch violence that FIFA has been cracking down on.

The ball also made Descartes' heart skip a beat, and when he saw Mandolini screaming and falling, he suddenly felt a chill welling up from his vest.

Provoke Doss. Santos, it was originally his plan, if the ball was not passed, it should be himself who is lying on the ground now, and seeing the twisted white sock on Mandolini's calf, Descartes only felt guilty in his heart.

At this time, he suddenly understood that although trash talk is very useful, it is a double-edged sword, and it is very likely to hurt himself while hurting others, and he is only to blame himself for being too young, and he will do whatever it takes to win, and this time the punishment was borne by Mandolini for himself, so what about the next time?

From this point on, Descartes decided that he would never talk trash on the pitch again, that the pitch should be a pure place, or that it should be left to be a football thing.

Full of guilt, Descartes came to Mandolini's side, lowered his head and whispered, "I'm sorry, if I hadn't ......"

"Ahem!" Mandolini interrupted him, and with a twisted smile, he pretended to be light-hearted, "Don't say I'm sorry, Deska, we're comrades, you don't need to be sorry for me." But there's something I want to ask you, look at it," he said, pointing to his calf, sore and smiling, "Looks like I'm going to have to go down and rest first, and I'll leave it to you about the champion." ”

Descartes looked up sadly, with a tear in his eyes, and he could see the twitching of the corners of Mandolini's mouth, after all, it was a broken bone, how could he be so happy to smile like a nobody? He nodded heavily, shook Mandolini's hand and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely bring back the championship trophy for you, and when the time comes, we will go out to the bar together and play football together!" ”

Mandolini smiled stiffly, then was carried down by the paramedics who arrived.

At this time, Mr. Rocca on the sidelines was also scratching his ears and cheeks, he quickly replaced a midfielder, and Mozzarella, who had not played in this World Junior Championship, got the opportunity to play, and then Mr. Roca sent Mandolini out with the medical staff who walked to the sidelines.

The situation on the pitch became 11 to 10, with the Italian team having one more man.

The head coach of the Mexican team was very interested in Dos. Santos was angry at the foul, but he was also well aware of the way to appease him. After Santos walked off the pitch dejectedly, he did not blame him, but hugged Doss. Santos' head whispered comfort.

The red card certainly made him angry, but the weight of his general's heart was even heavier. Santos was brought down by this red card, and as a coach, his responsibility is not only to lead the team to victory, but also to lead his players to grow.

A leader who doesn't know how to motivate employees is not a good leader, and a coach who doesn't care about the growth of his players is not a good coach.

While the coaches of both teams were busy with their own business, the referee blew the whistle for the start of the game again.

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