number one striker

Chapter 247 Terrible Reporters
"Wait, wait a minute! Red card?!" Seeing that Marienko was recording his fouls in a small notebook, Caesar was about to go up and beat up the idiot referee.

Such an obvious flop, you actually played a card for me?
Klose and Piggy surrounded the referee, desperately trying to explain something.

And Stankovic and Zikic pulled Caesar to prevent this guy from making any irrational moves.

"Luther, calm down, don't let the situation escalate!" Stankovic likes Caesar very much. With such a teammate by his side, he is very passionate every time he plays football.It's just that the two are rivals now, and for the sake of the country, he has to pretend as if Caesar did commit a foul.

He could see clearly that Ninkovic had indeed exaggerated just now, and Caesar had just rubbed his ankle.

"Deyang! You should have seen the ball!" Caesar yelled at Stankovic.

The latter looked embarrassed, so he had to put down Caesar and ran to check on Ninkovic's "injury".

"Mr. Marienko, the yellow card for this ball is too much." Xiaozhu raised his hands in front of his chest, with a helpless expression on his face.

Today's referees have very strict penalties, but no matter how strict the referee is, it is impossible to send off a player before the end of the first half.

And this foul move is not big, Ninkovic has an obvious performance nature.

Marienko shook his head firmly, indicating that the penalty was irrefutable.

"Okay, you wait in the locker room, we will win." Klose ran over to comfort Caesar and patted him on the head.

Caesar suddenly remembered that when the German team faced Serbia in the last life, Klose was sent off at this point in time.

He co-authored himself as Klose's scapegoat?

In that game, the German team eventually lost 0:1. Will it be the same today?

Marienko pointed to Caesar outside the field, signaling him to get out of the field quickly.

"Caesar was still sent off! The German team had to fight with one less man! Through the slow-motion replay, we can clearly see that Caesar only touched Ninkovic's ankle at most, which is not a foul at all! Marienko ruined the game!" Sauer said very ugly, but it is the truth.

Love waved at Caesar, and Frick also ran over to comfort Caesar.

"It's okay, you didn't do anything wrong."

Caesar nodded and walked back to the locker room helplessly.

"Okay, the game continues! Serbia serves from the backcourt"

After Caesar came to this world, many things have changed, but some things have not changed.

For example, Inter Milan's treble, such as Mota's red card against Barcelona, ​​and the result of this game.

In the end, the German team really lost 0:1 to Serbia. In the final stage of the game, Podolski, who came off the bench, also missed a penalty kick.

He thought that he could take the position here, but instead missed the best opportunity.

In the post-match press conference, Loew supported Caesar, thinking that the ball was a misjudgment.

"Caesar is a very active player, not only in attack, but also in defense. In modern football, there are not many players as valuable as him. But Marienko's red card can not help but ruin the game. It also dampens the enthusiasm of Caesar and makes other players who want to learn from Caesar back down. It is a disgraceful decision, and I will say so much."

Love always presents himself as a gentleman, except for his indecent gesture of picking his nose.

Facing the media, he also talks eloquently and well.The current rhetoric is as surprising as Ronaldo shaved his head and Messi went to nightclubs.

"Bild" and "Kicker" also expressed their views. They agreed that Caesar's second yellow card was completely false, and even the first one should not be given.

Webber, who enforced the Champions League final, was more vague. He said that Caesar's foul was questionable, but the authority of the referee was unquestionable.

"Isn't that the same as saying nothing?" Muller yelled while reading the newspaper, and Ozil curled his lips: "After all, I still have to hang out in the circle, and I certainly can't refute Marienko's face."

Caesar also sighed, and Ozil patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay, as long as we win the next game, we will still be number one in the group."

As a result, Caesar said: "Who is worried about the game, but I finally got a day off, and the coach asked me to watch the game from the stands. I wanted to date Rosie, oh, I am upset."

Ozil opened his mouth and said "FUCK!"

Caesar is just talking, after all, not all the media support him.In addition to "Bild" and "Kicker", there are many small domestic media making trouble.

The report they wrote gave people a feeling of "did this editor not watch pizza?" In the report, the cause of the loss was attributed to Caesar's red card.

They believed that Caesar's red card disrupted the team's deployment and played one less player.This disadvantage continued to expand as the game progressed, and eventually led to the team's failure.

This made people very angry, and what was even more annoying was that after the training ended the next day, several media surrounded Caesar and raised all kinds of similar questions.

"How do you feel about the fact that you caused the team to fail?" asked a bespectacled ascetic woman.

"No opinion."

"Don't you feel guilty?"

Caesar's temples were bulging with veins, he took a deep breath and said, "No."

"Caesar was very happy to see the result of the team's strength, and said that he directed it alone." The ascetic woman wrote and drew in her notebook.

"You!" Caesar was about to get angry when another microphone was stuck in his mouth.

"Ninkovic said you did kick him down, is that true?"

"No! At most I just rubbed against him, and that kind of force is not enough to hurt him and fall to the ground." Caesar said firmly.

"Caesar confessed to his foul and said he did touch him."

"Me!" Caesar was about to roll up his sleeves and hit someone.

"Stankovic is your teammate in the club, but he complained to the referee about your foul in yesterday's game, what do you think?"

"First, Deyang did not complain to the referee. You'd better watch the game before coming back. Second, we are good friends, but this is a game, and we don't talk about friends on the field."

"Well, Caesar and Stankovic broke up, and Inter Milan's prospects for next season are worrying."

Caesar lost his temper by this group of reporters, and the key point was that they surrounded him so tightly that he couldn't even get out.

"Drip drip!"

"Give way! Make way!!"

Everyone looked back, and Muller and Ozil rushed over in a golf cart. Their distorted appearance made people wonder whether Muller had a driver's license.

The group of reporters screamed and ran away, and the golf cart stopped beside Caesar.

"My princess, I'm here to save you!" Mueller yelled exaggeratedly, Caesar quickly jumped into the car, and the three of them ran away in a hurry.

(End of this chapter)