Football Referee: My card master, who do you love

Chapter 78 Coach, I want to play!!

The ball went in!

Another goal! Beep!!!

Jiang Ning’s arm front finger, the goal is effective! Rumble!

The whole audience is boiling!

Now 32 minutes into the first half, Selvay scored another goal!

It can be said that this goal has already tilted the scales of victory in this game, you know, how long has it been!

The Bashi team himself never imagined that they would have such an unfavorable situation against the Servay team.

For a while, the players of the Bashi team were a little confused! There was a fatal problem with the team!

And these problems were well grasped by the Servais team and magnified them, resulting in conceding goals!

Trailing by two goals in such a short period of time is a huge blow to player morale! The mentality of the players will also change after the second goal conceded!

Consecutive goals conceded have caused the team’s morale to plummet! Sure enough, the faces of the players of the Bashi team were gloomy.

They all felt unbelievable!

Especially Richarlison! Anger, unwillingness, guilt!

If it hadn’t been for the great opportunity he had just missed, the team would not have fallen into such a situation!

Boom!

He grabbed the football and smashed it on the ground, venting his inner anger!

“Hey, Richarlison, don’t be like this…”

“The more this happens, the more 730 we have to be calm!”

At this time, Vinicius came over to try to comfort him, and also hoped that Richarlison could calm down.

But Richarlison apparently couldn’t listen to anything.

He ignored it, smashed the ball and walked silently to the side.

Vinicius sighed, a little overwhelmed for a moment.

As the strikers of the team, they are the heart of the attack!

If Richarlison loses his cool, it will have a big impact on the team’s attack.

But without Namar, they are like boats floating in the sea, and they can only follow the current.

The skill of one body can not form strength, and go against the current in this wave! Team Bashi, it’s dangerous!

Selvi’s players celebrated wildly.

They hugged each other and roared in the direction of their fans!

“Woohoo!!!”

“Nice goal!”

“Well done, Mitrovich!”

“Cheers, the cheers of the whole audience belong to you at this moment!”

Subsequently, several players from the Selvi team also rushed to the sidelines! They danced in the direction of the Bashi fans! Samba dance!

Flamboyant, proud, arrogant!

It was a naked mockery to celebrate with the signature of the Bashi team!

And the fans of the Servais team are also celebrating with tears, holding up the 7:1 banner in their hands, mercilessly mocking and provoking!

“Team Bashi, but that’s it!”

“What five-star bashi, what samba legion? We Selvay team will be the champions of this World Cup! ”

“Even Bashi can’t stop us, who else is our opponent of the Selvi team?!”

“The glory of the Bashi team will become the foil of our Selvi team!”

“Team Servay is good, score five more goals and burst their goal!!”

The fans of the Selvi team were extremely excited at this time.

They also didn’t expect to form a crushing situation! Or mockery, or ridicule, or sarcasm…

All kinds of sharp, harsh, and unbearable words erupted in the goal seats of the Selvay team!

The Bashi fans couldn’t believe it was real!

The perfect samba legion in their hearts should have come to the bombardment, should have been invincible, and invincible!

But now he is pressed down by a team that has never been in sight, and in the fan seats of the Brazilian team, there is a young boy who is only 8 or 9 years old

He has oil paint on his face and wears the Brazilian team uniform, and the number ’10’ is written on the uniform, which is Namar’s number!

He was just a kid, but he had a fanatical love for football!

In the country of Bashi, there are many such children, and he is only one of the lucky ones among the countless children.

Because he had the opportunity to come to the scene to cheer for the Bashi team, and had the opportunity to see the Bashi team galloping on the field and dancing the familiar samba dance on the green grass!

But today’s scene broke this little boy’s faith!

He dreamed of being part of the Bashi team and fighting for honor and love!

The little boy covered his mouth in disbelief, tears kept flowing… At this moment, his faith seemed to collapse!

The little boy’s mother hugged him from behind and wanted to say something comforting

However, my mother couldn’t open her mouth.

Because my mother has also cried into tears at this time…

“No!!!”

“Team Bashi, our Team Bashi, what the hell is wrong with you!”

“Why is this, I don’t believe it’s all true!”

“Namar, come quickly, the team needs your salvation!”

“Namar!!!”

At this moment, the fans of the Bashi team shouted Namar’s name.

It seems that in the hearts of fans, only he can fake the ball [Meters bring hope!

And at this time, the Bashi team players lounge.

Namar saw this scene through the picture! Clenched his fists and stood up from the bed.

The team doctor was shocked!

“Namar, what’s wrong with you, please cooperate with the treatment!”

“Now is not the time!”

The team doctor understands Namar’s feelings, as the team doctor of the Bashi team, how can they not be anxious when they see the Bashi team lagging behind?

But in a hurry, Namar’s injury is what they need to take care of more! Namar’s breathing became a little rapid, not because of pain, but because of anxiety!

The team is in dire straits, how can he sit still?!

“Is the treatment over?”

Namar asked anxiously.

“What?”

The team doctor was stunned.

“I ask you, is the treatment better?”

“This time it’s already fine, but your injury needs to be treated at least again… The team doctor wanted to say something more, but was directly interrupted by Namar! ”

“That’s enough!”

Namar stood up abruptly and rushed straight out of the lounge and towards the stadium!

“No, Namar! You stop! Come back! ”

The team doctor hurriedly wanted to catch up, but how could that Marl catch up so easily? Not even if he is injured!

Running all the way…

Soon, Namar came to the stadium and quickly ran to the head coach of the Bashi team!

“Coach! Let me play! I can play! ”

As soon as the horse came, he eagerly requested to play.

The head coach of the Bashi team was stunned, and his eyebrows broke.

He scolded, “Why are you here? Didn’t it make you treat it well?! ”

“Coach, let me play! I can kick! ”

“This game is important for Team Bashi!”

“We can’t lose!”

Namar continued, his eyes full of desire and urgency! However, the coach of the Bashi team shook his head resolutely.

As the boss of the Bashi team, there are so many things to consider, the game in front of him is the game, but the future game is just as important!

“Don’t say any more, just sit on the sidelines and watch!”

The head coach of the Bashi team scolded.

Namar glanced up at the fans at the scene, and then at his teammates who were confused, his eyes were red!

He pleaded again, “Coach, I want to play!” Please let me play!!! ”