Richard could fully imagine what happened next. In the 40th minute of the first half, Ribery finally relied on his strong body to get a chance. As a result, as soon as the ball was passed to Van Persie's feet, Van Persie was knocked down directly. This time the referee played the card.

Yes, yellow card, Van Persie dived.

It's not that Van Persie doesn't know how to dive, but he was indeed knocked down just now. The angry Van Persie stood on the court and yelled at the referee: "I-his mother-didn't come from La Masia.

I have never taken diving lessons, so my name is not Rivaldo!"

Shhh!!!

Van Persie's words were booed by many old Barcelona fans. Rivaldo's wonderful face covering in the World Cup back then is still criticized as the result of Barcelona's training. Wadao was Barcelona's leading star at the time and flopped.

How can you not have this essential skill?

After cursing, Van Persie stood up holding his breath and strolled towards Burley's penalty area. In this way, Burley was frequently attacked in the frontcourt, and the referee finally showed Abidal a card when he couldn't stand it anymore.

The yellow card was given because Abidal complained to the referee after he tackled Alves.

In the 45th minute, when the first half was about to end, the referee finally got justice. Iniesta dribbled the ball and ran horizontally inside and outside the penalty area. Burley players led by Diarra almost blocked the entire penalty area.

Since your teammate committed a foul when he rushed over, then let it go. The score of 1:1 is not unacceptable.

At this moment, Nesta suddenly dribbled the ball towards the penalty area. Yu De Jong and Yaya Toure wanted to pass through. In a position so subtle that it was impossible to explain, Yaya Toure was knocked back slightly.

Taking a step forward, Iniesta took this opportunity and was about to go in. De Jong quickly rushed forward and knocked him down. As a result, Iniesta fell on the penalty area line.

Di.

The referee's whistle sounded, and he threw the ball directly into the penalty area from the top of the penalty area, pointing to the penalty spot.

Burley fans are going absolutely crazy!

Is there any reason for this? Are we still going to let the people live?

Richard gritted his teeth and asked on the court: "Did our people record this game?"

Boas nodded and replied: "Don't worry, I guarantee the evidence is conclusive."

Iniesta just stepped on the penalty area line with his toe at most. He took advantage of the moment when Yaya Toure retreated and tried to squeeze into the penalty area, but was knocked down by De Jong. If this kind of ball can be awarded,

If it happens in a big game like the UEFA Champions League semi-finals, or the European Champions Cup semi-finals, Richard swears, no matter who the background of the referee is, you will definitely become famous, and your reputation will be ruined in an instant.

"Hey! Tell them to take penalty kicks and shut up. You are players, not football hooligans!"

Richard stood on the edge of the court and roared loudly. The entire Barcelona coaching staff and referee team looked at Richard at the same time. Maybe Richard could not understand Spanish, but English is an international language, and everyone heard what he said.

, not only heard it but also understood the meaning behind the words. Richard was clearly calling everyone except Burley a football hooligan.

Xavi stood on the penalty spot and now he is Barcelona's penalty taker, just like Lampard and Gerrard in the Premier League.

While waiting for the whistle, Harvey found that the Burley fan area to the left of his body was filled with abuse. This abuse represented the dissatisfaction of the Burley fans.

Villas-Boas felt something was wrong, and immediately saw a figure flash in front of him. Richard walked towards the fans, and then roared: "Calm down!"

"Guys, I'm even angrier than you right now. I want to buy a ton of TNT and blow up Camp Nou, but is this useful? Suppress the anger in your hearts and don't think about anything with your alcohol-filled brains.

The only thing to do now is to watch the game quietly. Even if we lose in this game, we will definitely win it back in England. Don’t forget

We still have a home court to fight for. If you do anything after this game or during the game, I'm sorry everyone, we have no chance at all. These so-called 'black judges' will record it.

They will abandon everything and then complain to their master. The final result may be that we don’t even have a chance to make a comeback. Is this what you want to see?"

The fans' excitement was suppressed, and these rudest fans in the world were as respectful as little sheep in front of Richard.

Richard nodded with satisfaction and said with a serious face: "Thank you, dear, for helping Burley out of trouble instead of throwing stones at our heads when we were hanging on the cliff. Thank you."

bump!

Just as Richard was talking, Harvey kicked the ball out. The football ran towards the lower right corner of the goal, but Adler threw it in the wrong direction. The score was 2:1.

Beep!!!!

The referee pointed to the center circle, and cheers erupted from the Camp Nou. Xavi, surrounded by Nasri, Iniesta, and Di Natale, began to circle the field to celebrate.

The game was about to end. Xavi knew that scoring a goal would inevitably trigger Burley's counterattack. Burghley was a team that could compete with Real Madrid. He knew how terrifying the team's counterattack in anger would be.

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After almost wasting time, Xavi ran back to his own half. Van Persie just passed the ball to Ribery, and the referee used the whistle to tell everyone that the first half was over.

Franck Ribery angrily kicked the ball hard on the pitch, sending the football flying straight into the sky and then falling into the fans' zone.

Immediately afterwards, Burley players walked into the player tunnel. After finding the figure of old Kewell in the Burley fan area, Richard shouted loudly: "Kewell, promise me you will take good care of them!"

"Don't worry, Richard!"

"Promise me!"

Kewell was stunned and immediately responded very formally: "I promise you, I will make them behave like gentlemen and never shake fists with anyone at Camp Nou."

Only then did Richard take a breath and slowly walked into the players tunnel.

In the locker room, Richard seemed to see 18 bombs that could explode at any time, 11 of which had already been scheduled, and his chest was rising and falling.

Seeing this scene, Richard closed the door and said: "These bastards in Barcelona, ​​if I had a gun, I would kill them every minute, and then..."

"Boss, you will go to jail." Alves said this very seriously. Based on his understanding of Richard, he was really afraid of what Richard would do after ignoring him.

Richard pointed his finger at Alves and said, "You are right!"

"Boys, the world is like this, the pyramid model, no one can change it. If you want to change everything, ok, you have to climb to the top of the pyramid first. Understand? Not only in football, entertainment industry, fashion industry, and even all walks of life.

This is true for all karma, they have exhausted it

After hard work, the reward is not as good as one percent of what the people at the top of the pyramid get. There are countless beauties in the entertainment industry who ask people every day, 'Who should I sleep with to get a role?' In fact, the world we live in has always been

It’s all about the weak and the strong, and that’s never changed!”

Richard watched his players' chests rise and fall less and less, and some of them had begun to take deep breaths: "Very good. That's how it should be. Football has never been a game that determines whether we will win or lose. If we lose, there will be another one."

Season, will anyone retire after the season? No!"

"Remember these hatreds, and let them know when they return to England who is the one who earns his living on the pitch with his real skills, and who is the bitch who asks shameless words to everyone just for a role, that's why

Death is what you should do!"

Richard picked up the tactical board and said: "In the second half of the game, we changed our strategy. Instead of playing against each other, we played long passes to defend and counterattack. Now that they have begun to limit our breakthroughs, we find a method that they cannot limit. Once the anti-offside is successful, unless

You are slower than them, otherwise they will never kick your feet again, and let them watch your figures behind your butts in pain!"

"Yaya Toure. In the second half, you stand in the defensive midfield position for me. Bastian Schweinsteiger replaces Ribery. We will play with them as a four-man midfielder!"

"Dear Ribery, I'm sorry. I'm going to sacrifice you. Your speed and power are not as fast as those of Van Persie and Messi."

Franck Ribery said as ferociously as Hannibal: "As long as I can kill these guys, I don't care. I swear, when I return to Burleigh, I will change my bed sheets into red and blue sword strips, and fart every night

Damn it like this."

When Richard heard this sentence, he said: "Count me in."

"Boss, I am your wife!"

“Damn it, I’m the one who said buying sheets!!!”

boom!!!

Burley's atmosphere finally calmed down like a dynamite keg about to explode. It was just a joke. Just a joke, Richard made Burley regain his calm. I am afraid that no one in the whole of Europe can do this. If Chelsea back then

If you can maintain this calmness, you will never watch Iniesta score that long shot, never.

When the players were walking out of the stadium, Villas-Boas secretly leaned next to Richard and said: "You want to let Barcelona go like this? Boss, this is the first time I've seen you do this and you softened up."

"Shut up, idiot, im-so-hard, bitches-call!"

Boas took a deep breath and pretended to be shocked and said, "Really?"

Richard said: "Remember who your biggest enemy is, instead of baring teeth with the enemy's lackeys every day. This is the most time-saving way to defeat your opponent."

Beep, beep, beep.

Just as Richard walked out of the locker room, the phone that Richard placed in the locker room rang. Richard picked up the phone and said, "Hello?"

"Boss, I have a video, but I want to increase the price."

"How many?"

"At least £5 million."

"About what?"

"The pain you are feeling now."

Richard's eyes lit up and he asked casually: "Are you watching the Champions League live broadcast?"

"Of course, what else?"

"Very good, deal."

"If you can get something similar for another thing, then I can tolerate your price increase once, but don't go too far."

"I'm not a greedy person."

The moment Richard hung up the phone and walked out of the locker room, the second half of the game had already begun on the entire pitch. Burley's strong defensive defense had just intercepted the ball at Harvey's feet, but Milito was met before he could pass it forward.

An onrushing press. This time
To be continued...