Chapter 33: The Battle of Portugal and Belgium (4)
Boom!
Vermaelen's shoulder was kicked by someone again, it was very serious, the pain made Vermaelen wake up, he wanted to stand up and theorize, but before he could stand up, he was grabbed by the arm and dragged up, at this time, Vermaelen also saw the appearance of the person who came, it was Degan!
Digan tilted his head with the same contempt in his eyes as the Golden Mauro, which made Vermaelen feel angry, and he tried to break free, but he couldn't get the guts.
"Don't want to rebel? Did that bastard kid just look at you like that!? Any idea what this means? ”
Deegan said with a mocking smile on his face: "He's looking down on you, because you're a little person, it's not worth mentioning at all, how about it, doesn't it feel cool to make a big star look down on you, at least prove that you still have the value of existence, shit!" Did you hear what I said? ”
Not only did Vermaelen hear it, but his face turned red with Degan's taunt, if it wasn't for the fact that he hadn't been stimulated to the point of madness, he was sure that he would definitely swing his fist at this point, and then go to the Golden Mulo to fight hard.
"When you were defending that kid just now, you backed away, can you tell me if it's because of Weishenme?" Degan's eyes turned fierce, "Are you telling us you're funny, or are you ~~~~~~~ scared!?" ”
Scared?
Vermaelen blushed, he wanted to deny it, but his heart told him that he was really scared at that moment just now, he didn't dare to face to face with Camero, he was afraid of losing, he was afraid that because he lost, he would let the team lose with him.
Although Vermaelen didn't speak, his eyes couldn't deceive Degan, which made Degan very annoyed, he didn't want to suggest recruiting into the team himself, and the person who gave the main position was a soft egg.
Men can be beaten to death, but they must not be scared to death!
"Bastard! You're scared, what exactly are you afraid of? Afraid of losing? Damn it! you. There is nothing at all, you are a blank slate, this game, everything you can get is earned for nothing, what are you afraid of losing? ”
Vermaelen was yelled at by Degan, and his head finally cleared up.
"Listen! Bastard, now the team needs you to contribute liliang, you can't escape, since you're here, it's death, you also have to die for Lao Tzu on the court, do you know what this game means? ”
Vermaelen certainly knows that it is precisely because the stakes are so high in this match that he will suffer from both gains and losses.
Degan also knew that he was in a hurry, for a young man, it was indeed a bit too much for him to face such a big scene at once, he couldn't bear the pressure, but now he couldn't care so much, Vermaelen had to pick himself up and fight like a man.
"But I ~~~~~~~~"
"No, but!" Degan roared loudly, "You don't have any other choice, we don't have any, we're behind now, but we have to win, we've got to take out those damn Portuguese, Belgium has to go to the European Cup!" ”
Must go!
Yes! Must go!
Vermaelen felt that his body, which was still trembling just now, suddenly calmed down, he had no other choice, the only thing he could do was to stand up straight and continue to fight, either win or lose, no! Defeat is unacceptable, victory must be won!
The camera also noticed that the two people were not quite normal, and immediately turned the camera around.
"There seems to be infighting in the Belgian team, their captain on the pitch Degan and Vermaelen, who just made a big mistake that caused the team to concede a goal, seem to be arguing!"
The referee also noticed it and hurriedly walked over: "Calm down, I don't want anything unpleasant to happen on the field!" ”
Deegan glanced at the referee and said, "Of course, we don't want to, but it's an internal matter of our team, I think you can understand it!" ”
When Di Gan looked at him, the referee felt his heart suddenly tighten, he didn't know that he was going to be afraid, but he knew another thing, Di Gan on the court was a madman, and he must not be stimulated.
"That's the best! But I still hope you'll pay attention, after all, the shot just now wasn't very pleasant! ”
Scolari on the sidelines looked at it, a burst of pride in his heart, in his opinion, the Belgian team is infighting, then the next game, for Portugal, is much simpler, they only need to seize the Vermaelen point, the hole continues to enlarge, when the time comes, Scolari is confident that the goals will continue to come.
After taking the lead in the scoreline, the morale of the Portuguese team was also high, and when the game resumed, they launched continuous attacks on the Belgian backline, and the first line of defense in the midfield designed by Antienes before the game now looks completely useless, and the Portuguese team only needs to continue to attack from the two wings to bypass this line and directly attack the Belgian team's penalty area.
Although Vermaelen was scolded by Digan and sobered up a lot, but in the face of the impact of Jin Mauro and others, he still couldn't let go, the key is that Jin Mauro's speed is too fast, once the foul position is not mastered well, giving the opponent a free kick, or even a penalty opportunity, then it will really be doomed.
"Vermaelen, the young defender of the Belgian team who is playing in a major tournament for the first time, now looks like a little chick who has been trapped, he has no way to pose a threat to Cristiano, I think Coach Antienes must be regretting it now, sending a young man with no international experience in such an important game, it is too cruel for Vermaelen, maybe after this game, he will never have the confidence to ship the Belgian national team jersey again!"
The Portuguese were sneering hard, and the Belgian commentator also expressed concern: "The young player Vermaelen sent by Coach Antienes in this game seems to be completely unable to find the rhythm of the game, maybe he is really talented, but Coach Antienes seems to be too anxious, maybe he should choose a more experienced player, instead of putting this burden on Vermaelen's shoulders!" ”
Even Antienes, the meritorious coach, is now beginning to be criticized, but in fact, at the beginning of this game, Vermaelen's performance was still very good, several times the Portuguese team raised the ball from the side and transferred it into the Belgian team's penalty area, and Vermaelen was cleared out first, but when he defended face-to-face, he still seemed a little lacking in confidence, and he always felt timid.
Portugal attacked again, Belgium retreated in full force, and even Digan returned to the half to help defend.
It was still the Golden Mulo who took the ball, and he seemed to have found a sense of superiority in Vermaelen, and rushed towards Vermaelen with the ball.
Vermaelen tried to get up and get stuck, but the Golden Mulo was so fast that the ball seemed to be enchanted at his feet, and he couldn't find a chance.
Back off!
Back off!
When he stepped on the penalty line, Vermaelen knew he couldn't go back, but ~~~~~~
Beep~~~~~~~~~~~~~
No more!
The golden mulo, who was spreading Huan'er with the ball forward, suddenly took off in the air, and fell to the ground with a stumble, followed by the referee's whistle, foul!
Digan dusted off the grass clippings, stood up, and looked at Vermaelen, "Have you forgotten what you do, you bastard?" If he can't stop it, won't you let him lie on the ground for a while and calm down, boy! Don't let him get too proud anymore! His appearance rate in this game is too high! ”
Vermaelen was dumbfounded, he could see clearly just now, Deegan rushed over from the diagonal side, and directly put the golden retriever down with a flying tackle, foul? A foul, of course!
Deegan didn't touch the football at all, and directly gave the Golden Mulo a trip!
Isn't he afraid of the referee taking out his cards?
If it were someone else, of course Deegan would be worried, but if it were Golden Mauro, then forget it, this guy is a fake wrestling king, in the Premier League, before Suarez, he was the originator of fake falls, and he fell a lot, and those referees who were deceived inevitably reached a consensus in their hearts, that is, whenever Jin Mauro fell, the first thing they thought of was not how to punish this foul, but whether that kid fell again?
What is this called, this is retribution!
Golden Mauro also saw clearly that it was Deegan who put him down, and even when he fell to the ground, he completed the turn in the air, checked the position of the referee, and the innocent, aggrieved, sad, and pitiful appearance of longing for someone to save him in his eyes turned into a message and passed it on, and then he rolled on the ground with his legs in his arms.
Was Deegan serious for a foul this time?
Of course it's not heavy!
Even the Golden Mulo forgot that Digan kicked his leg, but unfortunately the referee saw everything that happened just now too clearly, he remembered that Digan touched the leg of the Golden Mulo, of course, it is possible that he did not touch it at all.
Seeing the referee coming, the Portuguese players immediately surrounded him, loudly accusing Digan's atrocities, hoping that the referee could uphold justice.
"Red card! Red! Mr. referee, Cristiano can already face the goalkeeper directly! Deegan fouled at this time, giving us no chance to extend the score, it should be a red card! ”
"That's right! Punish that thug! ”
"Mr. referee, Cristiano is injured, his foul is really bad! He should be punished! ”
The Portuguese players loudly complained about Degan's atrocities, and the referee frowned slightly, first called Digan over, and then put his hand in his jacket pocket.