anovelconsole Chapter 380 Red Card
Chapter 380 Red Card
Chapter 380 Red Card
Ulla! ! !Ulla! ! !
More than [-] CSKA fans in the audience cheered instantly!Happier than they scored.
More than [-] Real Madrid fans stood up and said, "Son of a bitch!"
Goal invalid!
Zhu Xu fouled first!
In the replay of the camera, when Wayne Bloom was holding Zhu Xu, Prince Bernabéu elbowed him unceremoniously.
Wayne Bloom fell in the penalty area.
The Real Madrid team surrounded the referee: "You can't do this."
Zhu Xu also stepped forward: "Why is it a foul? Even if it is a foul, it must be his foul first. Can you use both hands and feet to defend the penalty area?"
The Dutch referee Bjornquibs waved Zhu Xu and the Real Madrid players to leave.
Zhu Xu, who was angry from the bottom of his heart, turned to fear for a while: "Don't wait for you, the home court is not so partial. Look how many times we have been violated in [-] minutes? There is a degree of partiality, right?"
Zhu Xu's words made Bjornquibs furious, thinking: I have taken care of you enough, I will give cards to everyone who meets you, what do you want?Are you challenging my authority?Don't think I'm really afraid of you!
Seeing that Zhu Xu was still interested in continuing to speak, the referee took out a yellow card without hesitation!
The broadcasts in various places shouted at the same time: "Real Madrid's goal was blown, Zhu Xu complained about getting a yellow card. There are not a few big names in La Liga this season who have complained about yellow cards. Messi, Iker Casillas, Puyol, Cristiano, Now Zhu Xu has also taken it, and now the referee is getting more and more annoying."
Carlos' voice was trembling with anger: "Shameless, shameless, blowing our goal, and not letting people complain, does he think he is a dictator?"
The home commentator said: "Great, Zhu Xu relied on his reputation to impose on the referee and received a yellow card. Just now he fouled first. In fact, the game was suspended at the moment Zhu Xu fouled, so the goal is naturally not counted." .”
In just a few seconds, the fans of both sides were overjoyed and saddened, their mood was like a roller coaster, and they screamed excitedly.
Ozil hurriedly grabbed the unwilling Zhu Xu: "Don't go, forget it, if you can't win, it's not worth giving a yellow card later."
Zhu Xu kicked the grass hard and spat: "Shit!"
Ozil patted his friend on the back: "Forget it, it's fine if you win, other things don't matter."
The game continues.
He Wei regretted: "Zhu Xu got a yellow card. It is normal for him to complain. His goal was blown and he was treated violently before. He will definitely complain. The referee has gone too far in order to show his authority."
"No, if it were at the Bernabeu, the Dutch would be in trouble today."
The neutral commentator has nothing to do with himself: "His Royal Highness really lost his temper, and he rarely acts so angry."
Under the comments of various parties
CSKA, who escaped unharmed, immediately counterattacked with the ball.
Fight back quickly!
Russian players are famous for their strength. Chepchugov's big kick flew over almost the entire pitch, over Real Madrid's heavily fortified midfield, and flew down to the front of the penalty area.
The football was accurately ferried by Shennikov to CSKA's top scorer, Doumbia.
[-] meters away from the goal, the range of heavy artillery.
Facing the football sent by his teammates comfortably, Dumbia did not show any signs of stopping the ball. Suddenly, the steel nail on the left boot stepped on the green lawn to support the weight of the whole body while running. , swung his right calf backwards, and the heel almost hit his buttocks.
This is the prelude to a typical powerful player's heavy bombardment!
"CSKA Moscow's opportunity has come."
The premonition of top players and years of playing experience made Ramos understand how dangerous this position is, and he rushed out of the penalty area viciously to block it immediately!
But soon, Ramos's confident pupils shrank suddenly!
When Dumbia's high-swinging right foot fell, it suddenly became gentle, and the part that touched the football instantly changed from the instep to the arch of the foot...
"It worked, Ramos was fooled."
The white football sticks to the green turf, bringing up a burst of grass clippings,
Ramos' eyes widened in panic: Oops, I got fooled!
Ramos, who switched to playing as a central defender this season, has significantly higher offensive experience than defensive experience, so that he was fooled in defense.
Like a white pegasus galloping on the grassland, the football rushed past the Real Madrid vice team!
There are no Real Madrid players to block where the football has passed!Because there is a gap left after Ramos rushed out.
In less than three seconds when Ramos was tricked out by Dumbia, Pepe and the two full-backs had no time to defend.
At this moment, the football, like a pair of scissors, came to the right side of the front of the small penalty area along the fleeting gap in the Blancos defense line.
"Oh, oh, oh, incredible! Lambia played with Real Madrid's entire defense with a fake move, a deadly pass!" The home commentator was triumphant: "Isn't Real Madrid doing well?"
Wayne Bloom is in the best position, onside!
Although Real Madrid defender Capepe raised his arms to indicate offside.But the lineman ignored it, and Pepe complained.
"Wayne Bloom single-handed!! But the angle is not good, Casillas has already blocked the right corner of the goal?"
On the field
After receiving a fantastic pass from Doumbia, the CSKA midfielder took advantage of the situation and stepped forward.In this way, although you can adjust your rhythm to the best state, the shooting angle will be even more difficult to grasp!
Facing a goalkeeper like Casillas, even if the angle is reduced by one point, the possibility of scoring will be reduced by ten points!
Real Madrid's defense has quickly blocked the shooting space ahead.
Seeing this scene, the Real Madrid fans felt a little relaxed, but soon became tense again!
Because Wayne Bloom after waving the ball also made a fake shot, and the final touch was still a pass.The football flew to the left quickly.
Ramos has already returned to the defense, and Dumbia rushed out of the diagonal stab like a sharp sword that finally pierced the opponent's heart.
"Opportunity, opportunity, opportunity!" The home commentator was like an epileptic who suddenly had a convulsion. . .foul,!Damn foul! "
Whistle and whistle,
The place of the accident was the restricted area of Real Madrid.
The Real Madrid fans and the CSKA fans held their breath at the same time.
Zhu Xu put his hands on his waist and spat on the grass.
At the most dangerous moment, Zhu Xu rushed forward and just kicked. As for whether he kicked the ball or kicked someone, opinions vary.
The home commentator gritted his teeth: "Even if he kicks the ball first and tackles behind the back, it is still a dangerous move. A yellow card and a penalty kick can't escape."
Many commentators have given the same opinion, no matter whether the ball is kicked or not, it is a dangerous action, and it is normal to give cards.
"Zhu Xu is impulsive~" He Wei had no choice but to say: "Dangerous action is away again, Real Madrid is in trouble."
CSKA surrounded them like a red-eyed rooster with their necks held high, and the strong men of Real Madrid did not show weakness. Players from both sides pushed and huddled together.
Mourinho rushed into the stadium swearing loudly, Zidane rushed forward, greeted Karanka, and pulled Mourinho off the field in a daze.
In the center of the vortex, Dumbia was rolling over and over on the lawn, howling like ghosts and wolves.
Standing next to him was Zhu Xu with a sneer, watching Dumbia's performance like a clown: "Okay, stop pretending, and leave yourself with the pride of a top player, do you still have professional ethics? "
Although the tackle just now was a product of the fire, Zhu Xu's pride and respect for football made him disdain to take malicious and hurtful fouls. He said that if my actions make them lose their dreams, I will How to pay?
Dumbia's performance obviously has elements of exaggerated performances.Of course, the core shooter of CSKA knows that Zhu Xu has a yellow card. If he can be given another yellow card, then there is room for CSKA to turn the game around!
After hearing Zhu Xu's words, Du Mbia was only slightly taken aback, then closed his eyes, and continued howling.
This is football!Winning is all that matters.
Professional ethics, professional ethics come first!
Ramos and Pepe tried to force Dumbia to get up, but Zhu Xu said that if he didn't kick hard, he didn't. They believed that Dumbia was playing dead at this time.
CSKA is not a La Liga team, and the Russians are also very effective in combat. The two sides have gone from pushing to fighting.
Cristiano stood in front of Zhu Xu to prevent the two sides from fighting with their fists and feet.
The Dutch referee ran over, raised a yellow card at Zhu Xu, and then gave him a red card!
Yellow card and penalty kick!
My worst fears have come true!
fury!
Zhu Xu lost control of his emotions in an instant. He laughed a few times, supported his forehead with one hand, looked at Dumbia, who was rolling all over the ground, and the CSKA players around him: "I feel ashamed for you!"
He stared at the referee: "You are the same~ The scene is controlled like this, it is your incompetence~"
Alonso hurriedly covered Zhu Xu's mouth: "Okay, okay, don't talk about it."
Cristiano lowered his body and smiled apologetically at the referee: "Sir, please don't mind, he is still young and can't talk very well. Don't be as knowledgeable as him. That brat talks nonsense every day. He doesn't mean it."
Ozil pushed Zhu Xu away from the chaos!
Zhu Xu lowered his head, and all kinds of feelings came to his heart: unwillingness, depression, anger, mixed with a trace of regret~
He looked back at his companions, CSKA was about to take a penalty kick.
Zhu Xu grabbed his clothes and wiped his face: Damn it~
Mourinho stood in front of him with a serious face.
Looking into the head coach's eyes, his anger turned to shame at this moment, he. . .
Zhu Xu found it difficult to speak at this time, he opened his mouth, and finally lowered his head: "I'm sorry!"
He knows what he has done, he is sorry to the gentleman, to his team-mates, even to the club, a penalty, a red card, the next Bernabeu game, he needs to be suspended.
Maybe he's doing something wrong?
At this moment, Zhu Xu, who had escaped from the violent mood, his annoyance, unwillingness, regret, and all kinds of negative emotions filled his heart again. He seemed helpless because he couldn't do anything.
I have failed everyone's trust!
Mourinho looked at Zhu Xu in the eyes, took a deep breath, sighed, and hugged the helpless disciple in front of him: "Rest, good or bad, it has happened, my child, at least we are still ahead."
(End of this chapter)