World's No.1 Football Manager

Chapter 50 Personal grudge

Taking advantage of the dead ball, Gao Yuan called Gao Fushuai to the sidelines, first handed him a bottle of water, and then asked:
"What do you think of the tattooed striker?"

Gao Fushuai answered simply and clearly: "SB, pure!"

"Can you guard him one-on-one?"

"If I can't guard against a SB, then I won't be a big SB!" Gao Fushuai said disdainfully.

This is what Gao Yuan wants. It is better to send generals than to provoke them. Since Gao Fushuai is not afraid of him, it will be easy to handle.

"The next step is to mark one-on-one, you are responsible for marking him, but don't stick too tightly, let him get the ball, it is best to let him have a chance to break through you one-on-one.

If he dribbles at you with the ball, you stop him. After the steal is successful, use some trash talk to stimulate him a bit, so that he is not reconciled, and continue to attack you next time! "

Since the opponent is a ball bully, he must want to save face. Gao Yuan refused to give him this face, which made him angry from embarrassment!
The purpose of doing this is to turn the overall war between the two teams into a personal grievance between two people.

Just fighting against such a ball bully, will Gao Fushuai suffer?Gao Yuan is not sure, but for the sake of the team, he can only hope that Gao Fushuai will find good luck for himself, and at the same time pray that the opponent's ball master will not make any troubles.

As Gao Yuan expected, the ball soon came to the feet of the tattooed striker.

At the moment when his teammate passed the ball to him, Gao Fushuai did not actively grab the ball as before, or cling to his back to prevent the opponent from turning around calmly, but waited leisurely behind him, watching him stop the ball and turn around.

Seeing that the opponent had set up a posture, Gao Fushuai came to the opponent. His position was very particular, one step away from the tattooed man. This distance would not put too much pressure on the opponent, but also left room for himself to defend.

With enough space to adjust and make moves, the tattooed man really wanted to try a breakthrough. He flicked the ball to the right, and then quickly smashed to the left.

Shaped right and real left!This is the simplest one-stroke extraordinary action.

The essence of this trick lies in a quick word, a sudden dunk by surprise, to get rid of the defender.

It's a pity that Gao Fushuai moves much faster than him!He didn't hesitate at all, at the moment the opponent smashed the ball, he shot at the same time, but the serve came first, and the ball was directly broken.

After breaking the ball, Gao Fushuai didn't like to fight, and passed the ball directly.

An easy and freehand steal, clean and concise, without any sloppy.

Gao Fushuai thinks this job is too easy, after all, he has fought against black and hard before!If black and hard is a hard dish, the tattooed man can be regarded as an appetizer and dessert at best.

Being KOed by the defensive player, the tattooed man lost face and gave Gao Fushuai a vicious look.

In the first round, Gao Fushuai won.

But it was a pity that the counterattack did not come out, and soon the ball was passed back to the tattooed man's feet.

Still the same as before, Gao Fushuai waited for the other party to adjust himself.

Only this time, the tattooed man turned around and found that he was tall, rich and handsome again. He seemed a little lacking in confidence, looking around as if he wanted to pass the ball.

Gao Fushuai saw that this guy was about to pass the ball, so he hurriedly followed Gao Yuan's arrangement and spammed the tattooed man:
"Come on, pass me! Aren't you awesome? There's a way to pass the ball, one-on-one!"

How could a man with tattoos have experienced this? He always scolded others on the court. Today, the sun came out from the west, and someone dared to run on him!Little fat man, you really don't know how to write dead characters!

Immediately my blood pressure soared to 160!With a groan, he rushed up with the ball with a strange cry.

If it were someone else, seeing that the tattooed brother was so excited, he might be timid before fighting, and he would be a little timid before defending.But Gao Fushuai has been pampered since he was a child. He is usually seen as either a business tycoon or an industry elite. He really doesn't take a social ruffian seriously.

He was not afraid, and rushed towards the tattooed man. At the moment when the two sides were about to collide, he turned around and got caught between the ball and the tattooed man. He got stuck and broke the ball.

Seeing that the ball was lost again, the tattooed man became furious and kicked directly behind Gao Fushuai. Because he was blocked, he couldn't kick the ball at all, but directly kicked Gao Fushuai's ankle.

With a "bang" kick, Gao Fushuai screamed and fell to the ground in pain, clutching his ankle.

At the same time, the referee's whistle sounded quickly.

Finally a foul was called!
Such a bad behavior of kicking the ankle may ruin the player's sports life!Even the blind referee couldn't stand it anymore.

"Brother Long, pay attention to your movements, the leaders are watching."

The referee still did not draw a card for the tattooed man, but gave him a verbal warning.

However, this "warning" was extremely polite, and it sounded more like persuasion or comfort.

"Fuck, you don't know how to brag, don't brag! Which way do you see me fouling!" The tattooed man refused to let go, and he didn't even give the referee face.

"It's rolling all over the floor..." The referee mumbled as if he had made a wrong decision.

"If he has epilepsy and goes crazy, you will judge me to be a foul? If he has a heart attack, then you mean that I have to bury him with him!" The tattooed man stared with a pair of bull's eyes and scolded unceremoniously.

"Get rid of your anger, get rid of your anger" The referee laughed and laughed.

The tattooed man glared triumphantly at the painful Gao Fushuai, and snorted coldly through his nostrils, as a way of saving face and forgiving the referee.

After finally persuading the god of plague to leave, the referee wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then ran over to look at Gao Fushuai, who was clutching his ankle.

"Are you okay?"

Gao Fushuai gasped in pain, "It's okay, I just kicked my ankle and almost broke it!"

"Not broken? Then it's all right!"

"???" Gao Fushuai suddenly had the urge to beat up the referee.

"I'm not talking about you. Why did you provoke him? Did you provoke him? Avoid him for the rest of the game. Don't let him trip you from behind, or your leg will really break on the court!"

Gao Yuan on the sidelines couldn't stand it anymore. It was clearly a retaliatory malicious foul by the opponent. It was definitely a red card action, but he didn't even give a yellow card!
If the man with kidney deficiency hadn't received a yellow card before, he would have thought that the referee had forgotten the red and yellow card at home!

"Referee, this is the first time you haven't given a card! You are too biased! You don't whistle if you don't die, and you don't give cards if you don't kick the disabled! Do you need a pair of glasses for the visually impaired?" Gao Yuan complained loudly to the referee.

The referee's eyesight is poor, but his hearing is excellent!After hearing Gao Yuan's complaints, he proved with practical actions that he carried his cards with him.

After trotting over, he raised his hand and gave Gao Yuan a yellow card.

On the rostrum, the leaders of the organizing committee couldn't help shaking their heads and smiling wryly.

The style of the Tianqiao flames is within everyone's expectations, there is no way, such a team, it is estimated that it is impossible to change, and it will not be changed in this life!

Although the referee's penalty was obviously biased, fortunately there was no major disturbance.In fact, compared with whether the judgment is fair or not, they are more concerned about what happens in the final final.

But the guy on Saturday's coaching bench in Quancheng was quite worrying.By the way, wasn't this kid sent to the stands in the semi-finals?

"Xiao Zhang, didn't the coach of Quancheng Saturday get sent to the stands for the last game? Why didn't he get suspended, and he swaggered on the bench!" The leader of the organizing committee asked his subordinates a little puzzled.

"Director Wang, our competition system only stipulates that players and coaches are suspended for one game with a red card. This kid is neither a player nor a coach. This guy is listed in the order book as an administrator of the team!" The subordinate hurriedly explained.

"Playing the piano randomly! An administrator, what are you yelling at the sidelines! This is a loophole in the competition system. We are a regular competition, and we must regulate it in the future. There must be no such slip-through!"

"Yes Yes Yes……"

(End of this chapter)