The Day I Played with Ronaldo

The goal stunned the head coach of both sides.

Oswaldo was better. After being surprised, he applauded with a smile, then sat back on the coach seat and knocked Erlang's leg comfortably. The team is leading, and can play a more defensive counterattack. As long as the players on the field do not die, the game will be stable!

Flamenco's head coach Nelson O. Baptista was clouded. Ricardo's unexpected goal completely disrupted his pre-match arrangement. At this moment, he can only pray for the young men not to be disturbed by this goal, to maintain the inherent pace, and to fight steadily to equalize the score in the first half.

While not kicking off again, he stood by the side and waved, calling Felipe Merlot. Although this midfielder is still very young and was selected to the first team last season, he already has a fierce spirit on his body. His physical fitness is good among his peers, and his speed and agility are above the standard. Although he is only 1.8 meters tall, and he is slightly weaker, he has a tough style, he is fierce, and dares to confront him physically.

The next day he will play for the Purple Lily, the Old Lady and the Blue and Black Legion, and has been selected for the Brazilian national team several times, growing into an outstanding beast waist.

But at this moment he is still a little young, and the defensive skill tree has not yet been spotted, and he has not even played the main force in flamenco. If it wasn't for tactical needs, Nelson O. Baptista would not have made him debut in such an important game.

"Your task is to keep an eye on Ricardo, don't give him a chance to take a shot easily, understand?" Nelsono Baptista said seriously.

明白 "Understand, I won't let him kick back easily." Merlot nodded heavily.

"If you can't do it, I'll put someone who can do it."

Of course, Felipe Merlot thought. No matter how the media boast, the opponent is just a 16-year-old child. If this child scores goals in front of himself, it will be difficult for him to have a chance in flamenco.

After flamenco kicked off again, Ricardo found Felipe Merlo closely following him. This is not the first time that he has enjoyed the treatment of in-person defensive, so Ricardo did not care.

But he soon felt something different from before.

Riccardinho passed the ball, and Ricardo pulled back to cope with it. Before he hit the ball, a huge force came behind him. Ricardo stumbled and stopped the football barely. A thick leg stretched from the side to the rear. Come and kick him with the ball.

In a rush, Ricardo stepped out immediately and passed the ball back to Baptista, but the stout leg was still overwhelming and he kicked on Ricardo's calf. He flew up and stunned a dog to eat shit.

"镝!" The referee whistled in time, ran over, and said something to Felipe Mello. Felipe Mello swiftly gestured with a gesture, signalling that he did not intentionally foul, but accidentally brought Riccardo over during the steal.

The on-duty referee gave a verbal warning and then let Merlot pass, only a free kick was awarded. This caused the dissatisfaction of the players in Sao Paulo. They all came up to put pressure on the referee. Ricardo rushed to the referee and said excitedly, "This is a malicious foul! You should be given a red card!"

Even the good old Kaka glared and yelled, "You should protect the technical players! Pay attention to your penalties!"

"I don't need you to teach me how to punish," the referee said coldly, "back down, otherwise I will show you a yellow card!"

李 At this time, Ricardo got up, grinned his teeth, limped over, and dragged his teammates away: "Don't make trouble, play well, and refer to the captain for the referee."

St. Paul's captain Cheney flew all the way from the goal and just heard Ricardo's words. "Brothers, Ricardo Jr. is right, let me."

He dragged Kaka and Riccardinho behind him, and the expressionless referee said: "This foul was really bad just now. I think at least a yellow card should be given for such a foul."

"I don't think so," the referee insisted on the original penalty and said firmly, "This is just a normal tactical foul. Come on, you go back, I will not change my mind."

Of course, Cheney knows that it is almost impossible for the referee to change the penalty on the court, but he still has to come forward and put pressure on the referee, otherwise São Paulo may always be targeted by the unfavorable penalty.

He nodded and said, "We obey the penalty, but please also pay attention to protect our players and not let us be harmed unnecessarily."

"I will consider it." The referee waved.

The game continues. Ricardo took a moment to take a look at his injury. There was a blue patch under his knee. Fortunately, no joints were injured, which only slightly affected his running.

In order to protect himself, Ricardo shortened his ball holding time in the following time ~ www.readwn.com ~ often used a kick, but despite this, he was frequently violated by Felipe Mello, several times He was knocked out by Merlot with the ball.

The referee also turned a blind eye to it, and never asked for a deal from Merlot, and Merlot's movements became larger and larger.

St. Paul's players are very dissatisfied with this, and they have increased the scale of action, and the flamenco players at home are naturally not to be outdone.

The referee had to play three yellow cards in a row in 5 minutes to curb this trend slightly. Baptista and Lugano both wore yellow robes, and another flamenco midfielder Fabinho also received a topaz card.

But Felipe Merlot, the culprit who stirred up the hot mood on both sides, was safe.

Osvaldo watched anxiously off the court, he was already considering replacing Ricardo in advance.

Whether it is to protect young players or to allow the team to play in the next match with the full lineup, he should not continue to play at the risk of hurting Ricardo.

卡 Rika was expressionless and climbed quickly every time she was kicked. Although Merlot's movements were fierce, he did not move towards his ankles, knees and other joints, but just caused him a bit of bruises, which was nothing. On the football field, if you haven't been injured, you don't really play the ball.

He was already thinking to fight back.

What is the best counterattack? A goal, of course. However, as a player who plays with his brain, Ricardo certainly will not go straight up. He is watching and thinking. He noticed that Felipe Merlot had used his left foot for several steals. This was a left foot general. A plan came into his mind.