After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!-Chapter 636 - 0252 Don’t scare me, Huang (please subscribe)_2

"Is this what they call ’swallowing your teeth’?"

Baldi asked.

"It’s swallowing your teeth after they’ve been smashed."

Huang Kaiwen said with a smile.

The door to the away changing room once again erupted in fierce arguments.

"You must take Kevin off, and tell the players to stop scoring!"

Baldano shouted.

"Sorry, I can’t do that."

Capello said as he adjusted his glasses with his middle finger. "You asked for Kevin to play, so Kevin played, but asking him to come off isn’t something that can be forced. Why don’t you tell him yourself? And as a coach, I can’t possibly tell my players to stop attacking. That’s not something a coach should say."

"No matter what you say, we absolutely cannot score in the second half. Even if we do score, the players can’t celebrate. If we keep playing like this, we’ll lose the market here!"

Baldano yelled desperately.

You guys are already playing somnambulant football and you’re talking about attacking?

Baldano had some sense of measure, not mentioning the attack cause, otherwise, it would have been a total breakdown.

Before finding a replacement, he still needed to maintain a superficial harmony with Capello.

Capello turned and pushed open the changing room’s door, Baldano tried to follow him in, but Capello, emotionless, closed the door, saying, "Sorry, as a former professional player you should understand, the changing room is off-limits to certain people."

The changing room door closed.

Capello said to his players, "You all know the current situation. Baldano, for the sake of the sponsor’s money, let you guys play. Now he’s afraid of offending the sponsor and doesn’t want you to score anymore. There are a few Spaniards in today’s lineup, as well as Italians. In this stadium built specifically for the 2002 World Cup, are you guys willing to play a match-fixing game? Would you go easy?"

"Impossible, unless I’m dead!"

Guti yelled, slapping his thigh.

"Right, we must teach them a lesson. We’ll step up the offense in the second half!"

Salgado chimed in.

Capello gestured to Cassano to keep quiet.

He was pleased with the players’ attitude and didn’t want Cassano to disrupt it.

"Soccer is never just a simple sport. When you play, in addition to your own name, you also carry labels like Italian player and Spanish player. When you perform well, your fellow countrymen mention your name with even more pride. From the moment you became a professional player, you’ve been carrying the hopes of the fans. You’ve all been selected for the national team and supported by fans nationwide. In such a special game, you can’t treat it as just a friendly match. Now, for those fans and compatriots who support you, you should do something. Perhaps you haven’t won the Hercules Cup with the national team, but a good performance in this game will still make you heroes!!!" Capello exclaimed as he raised his arms.

The halftime break ended.

The Real Madrid players stormed out of the changing room.

Even the Argentinians and Dutch players, in order to blend into the locker room, were acting very angry, even angrier than the Italians and Spaniards.

Seeing the team’s state, Capello nodded in satisfaction.

As long as the other players were fighting hard, they would draw the opponent’s attention.

In this case, Kevin should be somewhat safer, right?

The Thirty-Six Stratagems indeed is an excellent book, no wonder so many European generals hold it in such high regard.

Both teams returned to the field.

"Get out, you don’t deserve to play football!"

"Damn bastards, did you take money to lose on purpose?"

"Axi, truly infuriating. How did Seoul team raise a bunch of trash like you?"

"After losing the game, none of you better try to escape, you damn trash!"

The Seoul World Cup Stadium was filled with various curses.

Some people’s twisted pride could no longer withstand the brutal score. The Real Madrid players had endured the least attack.

During the halftime break, the Seoul FC changing room saw fierce arguments.

The main players didn’t want to continue playing, and the substitutes didn’t want to go on and take the blame.

The Seoul FC coach Gunes had lost control of the team. He wanted to be the peacemaker, but the substitutes were all "not feeling well," and he couldn’t make a single substitution.

The frustrated Seoul FC starting players were ready for Real Madrid to bring it on hard.

After kickoff, they moved the ball very fast. Ki Sung-Yueng received the ball past the halfway line and immediately kicked a long pass to the left wing. Cissinho misjudged and couldn’t touch the ball. Li Shangxian got the ball and had taken just one step when he and the ball were sent over the sideline by Salgado.

"Heh, Salgado has quite the temper too. The big brother sat and watched for a while, and the substitute getting on the field sends a message to the Seoul players immediately."

"Another yellow card, today’s game really doesn’t look like a friendly at all."

"Ki Sung-Yueng goes up for the free kick, look at that! Cannavaro heads the ball out, filling in for the lack of height with skill. Cissinho kicks it hard to Cassano, another one-on-one!!!"

"Park Longhao tackles Cassano with a scissors kick, Cassano retaliates and receives a yellow card. It’s a free kick for Real Madrid in the attacking third."

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"Don’t come off too early, you won’t be able to show off your celebration when you go off."

Huang Kaiwen said, wrapping his arm around the back of Cassano’s head, the height difference very apparent.

Cassano grunted and headed towards the wall.

Huang Kaiwen shook his head continuously.

This guy is stubborn, just retaliated and now he’s off to the wall, it’s like he’s showing defiance. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Yellow Ball King felt that Cassano might not last until he had a chance to show his celebration.

"Do you want to take it, or should I?"

Guti asked.

Playing against this kind of opponent, he couldn’t be bothered to cover his mouth.

Could Koreans even understand what he was saying?