green showman

Chapter 312 The Damn Chief Referee
The referee signaled Weidenfeller to take the kick-off, and now Sun Wu quit. He ran over and asked, "Sir, is the ball for Dortmund?"

Sun Wu was deliberately polite, "If it wasn't a foul just now, it should have been a corner kick, right?"

This time the referee finally looked back at the Chinese, and explained dryly: "You flopped."

I dive?
Which of your eyes saw me flopping!
What the hell, I was immediately pulled up by Hummels!

Sun Wu stared at the line judge, "Sir, I suggest you ask the line judge and the fourth official!"

Sun Wu chased after the referee and refused to leave, "You can also ask Hummels, that number 15, did I dive or not!"

The referee, who had been indifferent until now, finally stopped and showed Sun Wu a yellow card.

The stands that had just calmed down immediately became commotion, several dangerous objects with thick smoke were thrown down, and the riot police were already on standby.

"Yellow card? What's the reason?" Duan Xuan couldn't understand at all, and turned to look at his partner.

Committee Tao considered for a few seconds, "The specific details may have to wait until the end of the game to read the report, but it may be that Sun Wu is dissatisfied with the previous penalty. From the rules, if the referee thinks that the player expresses objection to the penalty verbally or in action, There is a reason for the yellow card..."

The Chinese fans in front of the TV were dumbfounded, and if they refused to accept it, they would have a reason for a yellow card. This is the German version of the mouth of the people!

Sun Wu, who caused the riot, had already been squeezed out of the crowd, and he was so angry that he laughed. Did the referee lose his mind or lose his mind?
What a wonderful referee!

"Diving? Diving?" Magath chased the fourth official from the sidelines. "Tell me, where did Best flop? He even got up immediately after falling down!"

The fourth official felt his face was wet and took two steps back.

In the stands, Leo, a middle school student from Dortmund who just met a group of local fans, was raising his middle finger with his new friends and yelling at the dog/mother/raised referee.

Sabina, who was flushed with anger, threw away the water bottle in her hand, and even threw out her mobile phone...

The referee hurriedly blew his whistle to end the first half of the game, entered the channel under the protection of riot police, and the stands outside were full of boos.

What a surprising first half!
Sun Wu and Hummels walked side by side to the player tunnel. He covered his mouth with his hands and asked in a low voice, "Matz, how much did you pay that damned referee?"

"Get out!" Hummels needed to express his loyalty to Bumblebee... If Sun Wu knew what this guy was thinking, it must be... Ugh!

I still remember the famous saying: "Even if Hummels is starving to death, I will never eat Bayern!"

In the stands, Sabina hoarsely arranged for the partners around her.

"You go to buy mints, we have to recharge our batteries during the halftime break, and we have used up all we brought!"

"Go and buy something to eat, no hamburgers, no fries, no drinks, you can figure out the rest..."

"You take good care of our flag and scarf, don't let anyone take it away...Me? I'm going down to find my phone! Damn bumblebee!" Sabina looked back at the poor Leo, thinking for a while to comfort her Said: "Little lion, you don't need to do anything, sit here and live well, if you are caught by your classmates outside the court..."

Ren shivered, picked up the binoculars and looked for the opposite stand, and it took a while to find the target. Those guys were dancing and getting up to go to the sidelines.

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There was silence in the locker room. No one expected that this game was obviously a home game, but the referee favored the visiting team. Not only was Dortmund awarded a penalty, but the referee turned a blind eye to several fouls.

The most important thing is that the two starting full-backs Hewedes and Pekarik both received yellow cards. In the second half, Dortmund will definitely stare at the two wings and chase after them.

Magath suppressed his anger and was thinking about something in his head when suddenly Sun Wu stood up and walked to the middle.

"I'm sorry, guys, I'm temporarily behind...it's my responsibility." Sun Wu's calm words made the teammates look up in surprise.

"Although I have heard of the Ruhr Derby for a long time, and although my teammates have reminded me, I still underestimated the difficulty and intensity of the game. In other words, I was not prepared for this game."

Sun Wu had obviously thought about it, and he talked endlessly, taking all the responsibility on himself, which made Magath on the side blush a little...

Sun Wu's shot came in, which eased the atmosphere in the locker room. Magath took over the conversation and began to explain the tactical arrangements for the second half, and replaced Holtby with the first half. Sanchez, who is still young.

"Give way." Sun Wu pushed Farfan away and sat between him and Rakitic, muttering in a low voice, "Ivan doesn't understand Portuguese, Jefferson doesn't understand German, what are you doing sitting together?"

Farfan moved his mouth aside.

"Ivan, in the second half..." Sun Wu pulled Rakitic and whispered, "I hope you will take on more organizational responsibilities..."

As Sun Wu was talking, he suddenly stretched out his hands, and then pulled down his socks, "Look, I was brought down by them eleven times in the first half, an average of once every four minutes, but they didn't have a single yellow card." , and even did not call a foul several times..."

Rakitic looked at Sun Wu's calf sympathetically, "Is your position premised?"

"Not necessarily, so, this is the point." Sun Wu emphasized his tone, "I will approach you in positional warfare, and I may suddenly advance into the restricted area...but the most important thing is to counterattack. You have to observe my running position."

"You have an excellent long pass, much better than me, I believe you can do it, Ivan!"

"What are you talking about?" Farfan couldn't understand German, and asked with his head stretched out.

"Talking about you!" Sun Wu pushed the guy's head back, "Jefferson, in the second half, if I have a good position, you need to be active in your running position, try not to stay on the same line with me, it doesn't matter if you go forward or backward , but to form a sense of hierarchy with me and Pekarik."

"Sense of layering?" Farfan thought for a while, then asked in a low voice, "Adduction?"

"This is just one of the options." Sun Wu knew what Farfan was worried about. Pekarik had a yellow card, and Farfan may need to take on more defensive tasks in the second half. "Maybe you can insert in the back row?"

We were chatting happily here, Westerman clapped his hands vigorously, "It's time to play, there are still 45 minutes, enough for us to reverse the score!"

"But defend first, and make sure you don't concede any more goals." Sun Wu and Westermann, Neuer, and Bordon clapped their hands respectively, "Unless the damn referee blows the flop into a penalty, the Hornet is in your hands You can't get a bargain in front of you!"

(End of this chapter)