Chapter Forty-two

Chapter Forty-two Treating All Kinds of Dissatisfaction

Pagliuca looked at the football in the goal in a daze, then turned his head, and looked at Digan, who was standing upright in front of him to demonstrate, as if a god descended from the earth.

damn it!

Another header!

At this moment, Pagliuca really felt that he was old, really old. Despite his best efforts and the length of his arms, he couldn't stop Digan's header.

"How do you feel now? Old guy!"

Digan smiled like a devil. Pagliuca is an old man, but the old man is worth a lot. Digan has never had the habit of respecting the old. An old guy who owes his mouth, the world of football belongs to young people, the old guy should obediently stand aside and make way for the young people.

Zanqi ran over when he heard the words, pushed Digan aside, and said angrily: "Boy! This is not a place for you to play wild, keep your mouth clean!"

Digan was not angry, but was still smiling. He looked up at the scoreboard, loosened his shoulders pretendingly, and said, "Are you wild? You seem to be done talking, losers are not qualified to say such things! Be quiet!" It's you!"

1:2

The home team is in front, and the bright red score looks a bit dazzling. They just equalized the score less than two minutes before they were overtaken by Atlanta. The most annoying thing is this damn Digan. He seems to be specifically against Bologna Similarly, they tried their best to equalize the score, but Degan scored another goal easily.

It's like laughing at them!

Your efforts are of no use at all, you'd better admit defeat honestly.

Zanqi was not a good-tempered person in the first place. When he played for Juventus, he was known for his fiery temper. Hearing this, he became even more angry. He grabbed Digan by the collar and said, "Boy! Say it again if you have the guts! "

Degan still had a smile on his face, and he didn't mind beating the underdogs hard, but on the court, he preferred to use his feet instead of fists, unless of course the opponent really needed a beating.

"You should tell the referee!"

Just as he was speaking, the referee ran over. The match was full of gunpowder from the very beginning, and the referee was also cautious, for fear that something might go wrong.

"Calm down! Calm down!"

The referee came between the two and forcibly separated them. He could see clearly what happened just now. Although he didn't know what Degan said to stimulate Zanzi, it was indeed Zanzi who made the move first. Now the Italian Football Association But it is focusing on combating violence on the court.

The Bologna fans at the scene immediately booed. They were putting pressure on the referee. The team was behind in terms of score and did not have an advantage on the scene. If the defense general was sent off again, this game would be useless son.

Mandolini and Guidolin on the sidelines also found the fourth official and protested loudly.

"Mr. Referee, that thug should be sent off. You must ensure the safety of our players! This is simply a scandal. What happened is a disregard for your referee!"

"Damn it! It was the brazilian brat who provoked it first, and it was he who made the mistake, not Zanqi!"

"Provocation! Is there any evidence? Who stipulates that after scoring a goal, you can't celebrate in the opponent's penalty area? And I only saw Digan standing there, but Zanqi rushed over and attacked me inexplicably." player!"

"Shameless! You are talking nonsense with your eyes open. Everyone knows who that Brazilian bastard is!"

Mandolini and Guidolin quarreled together, but Degan on the field was busy pleading for Zanqi.

"No! Mr. Referee, nothing happened just now. We are friends. It's normal to say hello on the court! You can't send him off. If you lose the suspense of the game because of a joke, it's against Italian art. Killing of football!"

The referee and Zanqi were dumbfounded when they heard the words, Digan has changed his sex?

This is a crazy situation! ?

Digan actually pleaded for Zanqi, put down the butcher knife and became a Buddha immediately? Or abandon evil and follow good?

The referee's red card was originally taken out, but now I don't know what to do, the victim is not held accountable, and he even takes the initiative to help the perpetrator to intercede, this world is too harmonious, right?

Zanqi is not an idiot either, he hurriedly followed Digan's words, and continued: "Yes! Mr. Referee, we are friends. It was just a joke just now, really! It was just a joke!"

Seeing this, the referee could only calm down. He also knew that if Zanqi was really sent off, the game would be completely out of control, and it would be difficult to handle at that time.

"Okay! But it's better to have less jokes like this, and it won't be so easy to talk next time!"

Seeing the referee leave, Zanqi's face darkened immediately, and he said, "Don't think that I will be grateful to you!"

Digan smiled disdainfully, and said, "Who cares?"

Did Degan turn into a bad guy?

Are you kidding, of course not, he is a full-fledged court villain. It is harder for him to turn around and turn from evil to good than to make Buffon the league's top scorer.

"I just want to convince you of the loss. I don't want an old man to use this as an excuse after the game, and attribute the responsibility for the loss to the loss of one of you!"

Zan Qi was dumbfounded when he heard the words, and after he realized it, he immediately realized that he was being ignored by his mother again.

The game continued. Although Atlanta occupied the scene, they pushed the ball to the front of Bologna's penalty area several times, but unfortunately they failed to form an attack.

Bologna's midfield and defense are indeed very strong, especially their midfield position. The former AC Milan genius Locatelli repeatedly passed threatening balls. If it weren't for the poor ability of forward players to seize opportunities, maybe It's time to tie the score.

Digan also seemed very helpless. Although Montolivo, Lazzari, and Pacini were very aggressive, it was difficult to make up for the lack of experience.

Both sides are a little anxious, Atlanta is anxious to seal the victory, Bologna is anxious to equalize the score, and the scene is getting more and more chaotic.

Degan was running around in Bologna's half, looking for chances, but there was so little support for him.

This situation continued until the 80th minute of the game. Bologna, who was eager to equalize the score, pressed all the way, causing the defense to be empty.

Albertini intercepted the ball with a tackle, and without waiting to get up, he passed the ball directly to Degan. After Degan received the ball, Zanzi immediately posted it. He has rich experience and once played in Juventus. He had played for a giant like Sri Lanka, and Degan wanted to turn around and break through, but he had no chance at all.

The opportunity to counterattack is fleeting, and the ball must not be stopped, otherwise, once Bologna returns to defense across the board, the opportunity will be gone.

Leaning on Zanchi, Degan observed that Montolivo was advancing along the right lane at high speed. He swung his arch and passed the ball. At the same time, he turned around quickly and blocked Zanchi with his arms. Run towards the restricted area.

Montolivo received a pass from Degan on the wing, dunked lightly, passed Petrucci who rushed over, and then accelerated again, while observing Degan's position.

"Go up and block him, don't let him cross!"

Pagliuca roared hoarsely, commanding his teammates to go up and block Montolivo.

But it's too late!

Montolivo made a long pass. The flight line of the football is not very high, but it has a strong rotation, so that Bologna's defensive players dare not take it easily.

Degan counted his steps, rushed into the penalty area with several strides, exerted force with both feet at the same time, and threw himself out sideways like a leapfrog.

Still a hammer!

Boom!

The football in flight hit Degan's forehead, changed direction suddenly, and was blasted out like a shell. Pagliuca made a timely save, but it was in vain. The football passed his armpit, Flew into the goal.

1:3!

The suspense of the game was completely stifled by Digan's third header!

After scoring the goal, Degan didn't run to celebrate, and he didn't go to demonstrate against Pagliuca again. He got up slowly, brushed off the grass clippings on Tan's body, and gave Pagliuca a disdainful look.

How about it, take it now!

If you still refuse to accept it, it doesn't matter, Lao Tzu specializes in all kinds of dissatisfaction!