[Football] Anti-system

There was a mess of voices in the stands on the field, and nothing could be heard clearly.

Scorpius' mind went blank.

Not even knowing what he had done, he took a step back and withdrew his hand.His blank eyes scanned the field and the stands behind the referee.

Ferguson on the sidelines was so angry that he almost went up and grabbed the fourth official by the collar and cursed.

Gary Neville trotted up from the back and tried to reason with the referee.

"What did Scorpius do? That shouldn't have been a red card at all, sir, please withdraw your penalty."

The frontcourt was crowded.

The commentator of Sky Sports couldn't help complaining: "This red card is so strange, why is it given a red card?"

Cech held the ball with one hand on his hip and watched them argue in the frontcourt.

Although Terry also felt that Scorpius' red card was a bit wronged, but if Scorpius went off, 11 to 10 in this game would be of greater help to them.So he chose to eat melons and watch the show quietly.

Manchester United players are a little angry.

They have never been treated so unfairly before.

The more Scorpius thought about it, the more angry he was, the card he gave was too outrageous.

When he was suffering, the whole world seemed to be against him, and even the referee gave the card inexplicably.

"Give me a reason."

Cristiano held his waist to prevent him from rushing up to argue with the referee and being held accountable after the game.

Unexpectedly, the referee was also a little confused. Under the reminder of the line referee, he glanced at the card he took out, quickly put the red card back, and took out the yellow card to Scorpius again.

This oolong is really too big.

But he may have felt that it was too embarrassing to be pushed and shoved by the Manchester United players, or he may have felt that the situation where he drew the wrong card just now was too embarrassing.

Even if he gave a red card, Manchester United should accept it obediently. The referee represents authority on the field, and what he gives is what he gives.

He blew his whistle: "You can't push the referee."

So the referee actually stuffed the yellow card back, then took out the yellow card to Scorpius again, and then raised the red card.He indicated that although he had drawn the wrong card just now, Scorpius indeed ended up with two yellows and one red.Then he continued to show Gary Neville a yellow card and signaled them to disperse.

"...Oh, this is the referee's first Premier League game. Perhaps the Football Association should have a more stringent assessment when choosing to transfer referees to a higher level of league. This is simply an excuse to make mistakes."

The commentator was a bit regretful: "With 10 players playing against 11 players, Manchester United suddenly changed from an advantaged side to a disadvantaged side. I don't know if Manchester United can keep their results."

Scorpius spread his hands.

Really nothing to say.

What else can he say now?

I can only apologize to my teammates one by one, and plan to appeal to revoke the punishment after the game.

The chaotic first half of the game finally came to an end at this time.

Cristiano didn't know how to comfort him.

It wasn't his fault, but he did act impulsively.

But no one could have done better than Scorpius in this situation, and he knew he was upset.

And bad things always find their way inexplicably.

Ferguson was not polite, and turned on the hair dryer to everyone on the field.

No matter how annoyed they are, they shouldn't be pushing the referee, even if the referee has no brains at all.

What they should do most is to keep calm and raise objections to the referee reasonably.

He also didn't let Scorpius go. The referee was indeed wrong, but Scorpius was not completely innocent.

"Why did I let you start this game? It's just to let you score goals. Goals are the best revenge you can give those people. And what are you doing? Why are you provoking the fans? If you can't play, just say it, on the court The least calm behavior is to do it, and your impulsiveness will destroy the team and yourself."

Scorpius hung his head and said nothing.

Wrong is wrong, he did not do it right.

And he did pay for it.

Being sent off by a red card means not only the possibility of a one-match ban, but the 10:11 situation may also mean that they may lose the game.

Although Mourinho has left, Chelsea's lineup and tactics have almost been fixed.They have the strength to match Manchester United, and now they have a numerical advantage.

【Win the game, lose it】

He took a deep breath.

His elbows rested on his thighs, and his long fingers rested on his forehead.There are still bloodstains on the scratched place, but the wound has healed and scabbed.

Ferguson was still angry, and took Gary and Ferdinand away when he left.

Most of them have to be taken back to the office for training.

The locker room was silent.

Scholes patted Scorpius on the shoulder, telling him not to take it seriously: "It's okay, the appeal after the game should be successful, and there is a high probability that you won't be suspended. When everyone is impulsive, Sir Alex is just annoying you Not calm enough, in fact, his heart is still toward you."

Scorpius nodded but said nothing.

The more he calmed down, the more annoyed he was about what he had just done.

If he had been a little more sensible just now, he wouldn't have sent himself to the current dilemma.

The long-lost fear wrapped in a cold feeling ate away at his perception from the toes.

Scorpius bit his knuckles nervously with his head down.

What should we do now?What should I do to save myself?

Finally... Finally, there is hope for everything.

He wasn't willing to let this end.

His chest seemed to be pressed tightly by something, and he couldn't breathe.

He tried to relax himself and took a deep breath.

It's not over yet, he should trust his teammates.

Manchester United is still in the lead.

They should be able to hold the score until the end of the game.

But he couldn't help worrying.

If only he wasn't impulsive.

Someone cupped his cheeks with warm hands, and he was so anxious that he didn't even notice someone stopped in front of him.

Cristiano frowned at him: "Are you okay?"

He held his cheek, looking at the blood stained on the corner of his lips.He didn't know when he had bitten the wound on his hand, maybe it was just scratched, because the area was not big, maybe it was just accidentally touched by his sharp teeth.The wound was so small that he didn't feel it himself.

Scorpius shrank his hands because of his gaze, and quietly took a deep breath in his heart: "It's okay."

The purple eyes narrowed slightly, and the thick and curly eyelashes trembled slightly.

He apologized to him in a low voice: "I'm sorry."

He thought about the Community Shield again, and he didn't want Cristiano to see himself in a bad state.

He felt like he was making him do too much.

"But you look bad."

His face was pale, but the color of his lips was scary red because of the blood.The eye circles were also obviously pink, as if he was about to cry or not.

Scorpius bit his lip and shook his head.

Cristiano sighed, gently opened the hand holding his cheek, squatted down, raised his arm and gave him a hug: "It's not your fault, okay? No one thought that he would directly draw out the red card , everyone was mad, did you see Leo's expression, I bet he even wanted to pounce on that damn referee."

Scorpius curled his lips.

"I don't know whether to bite the referee or not. If Leo knows that you have slandered him so much, he will definitely bite you."

"So you're going to tell him?"

"of course not."

Scorpius lowered his eyes and grabbed the corner of Cristiano's clothes: "I won't tell him, but there is one condition. Don't tell anyone what I'm going to say next."

"Ah."

Cristiano looked down at him, but his eyes were hidden by his thick eyelashes.

Scorpius took a deep breath: "I appreciate you, Chris. I really, should have been ready for it... I don't regret being back on the green field, football is really good. Even if I already Treat it like a bunch of numbers, but everyone is great. It's never been a number or a perfect sphere, it's actually a companion. I... the last time, I still resisted, and I also gained A lot of things that I never thought of before."

"Thank you..." for caring about me.

What is he talking about?

Scorpius smiled bitterly.

He didn't even know what to say, what to tell him.

"I really..." want to live.

I really want to be an ordinary person.

I wish I had never had these eyes.

Would love to... like him like everyone else.

He bit his lip and lowered his eyes.

Turns out he likes Chris.

No wonder he is always like this.

It turned out that he liked him.

But he can't.

He can't and shouldn't tell him that he can't live up to his own responsibilities.

If you die, what's the point of liking it?

He can't be that selfish.

Cristiano held his arm, not quite understanding what he was talking about.

"Ronnie, get ready to play."

Giggs called him.

Scorpius raised his head and smiled at him: "What are you waiting for? What if you are late? Be careful of the referee because you are late and give you a red card."

"Scorpius..." "I'm fine, let's play. Come on."

He quietly pressed the knuckles of his index finger with his thumb.

"... That day, you told me after you got drunk and let me save you. You said you heard some voice, it asked you to do something, if you can't do it, you will die."

Cristiano whispered, he lowered his eyes, and those brown eyes with a little light green looked at him seriously: "Is that true?"

Given that what he said resembled his last words, Cristiano subconsciously remembered his repeated "help me".

Scorpius had never realized that those honey-like eyes were so deep.

He forgot to breathe for a moment, staring blankly into his eyes.Did you actually say such a thing yourself?

He didn't answer him.

"So what did it ask you to do this time?"

Cristiano squeezed his arm slightly harder.

Scorpius moved his Adam's apple subconsciously, and looked at him helplessly: "...win the game."

"Ronnie? Come on, I'll wait for you."

The voices of teammates urging sounded outside the locker room.

The amethyst stud on Cristiano's ear lobe sparkled.

"is that true?"

He couldn't believe it.

Such a thing is too weird, almost unheard of.

Is there anything that can determine a person's life or death?Totally impossible.

Scorpius pursed his lips.

It wasn't that he didn't tell Orianna when he first heard the system's voice, it's just that she didn't believe it.

He also told the youth training coaches and filming partners, but they didn't believe it.

They laughed at him and told him that was impossible.

So he said, "That's what I said when I was drunk...Chris, can you believe it?"

Cristiano stared at him for a long time.

His teammates who had been impatient for a long time urged him again.

He let go of Scorpius' arm, turned and left: "I don't believe it."

The second half of the game begins.

Manchester United are in a very bad situation.

The home atmosphere at Stamford Bridge was terrible, and their curses were even harsher than in the first half.

The density of the air above the stadium seems to have become heavier because of this, pressing on every player, being overwhelmed by the mouth and nose, it is difficult to breathe, and they are about to suffocate.

10 people.

The task of equally dividing each player has become arduous.

Chelsea won't let United hang on to take three points from Old Trafford.

If you want to defeat the Red Devils, now is the best chance.

The left is empty and empty, and Giggs has taken on most of the responsibilities, wandering between the center and the left, helping the defense and organizing the offense.

The position of the left back has also moved forward slightly, or Manchester United's overall position has leaned back, in order to keep the score under such circumstances.

Ferguson is not good at full defense.

Manchester United is also not good at retracting defense. Offense is a word engraved in the blood of the Red Devils.

Learning from Mourinho's shrinking lineup has no effect. Only 8 minutes into the second half, the Chelsea midfielder gained the upper hand against the Manchester United midfielder who lacked one man. Lampard frequently scored the ball to Drogba in the frontcourt .

Warcraft managed to get past Van der Sar and sent the ball into the goal to equalize the score.

Scorpius, who sat in the stands because of the red card, sat in the stands and clenched his hands.

Panic swept over again, his hands trembled and he couldn't even hold the water glass in his hand.

Bad news came one after another.

This goal greatly boosted Chelsea's morale. After only 5 minutes, Wright once again broke through Manchester United's goal and overtook the score.

The victory is almost locked.

It's almost impossible to win.

The Manchester United fans behind them began to pray silently. It is also a good result to maintain such a score.I hope not to stage a big score.

Ferguson stood on the sidelines, watching the situation on the field, knowing that his players had done their best.

In the face of Chelsea's absence of injuries, the presence of 11 of them with an unsatisfactory midfielder does not have an advantage, let alone ten players.

Fortunately, this is only the 7th game of the Premier League. Even if they lose a game, it doesn't matter. The season has just started, and they will not lose the possibility of winning the championship just because of one game.

The players who provoke the big beams on the court are not young.

Scholes, Giggs, and Gary Neville, the ten-man challenge made their physical strength drop very quickly, and they were already panting on the court.

Ferguson had no choice but to replace Giggs with Solskjaer, but he couldn't find someone to replace Scholes and Gary.

Even with a replacement, there is no hope.

Scorpius had cold hands and feet.

He is going to die.

He knew that his teammates were quite exhausted, and fighting with ten people would consume a lot of energy.And what is even more frightening is the heavy pressure on the shoulders, which is the most deadly.

Tired, tense, few people...they have no chance to comeback again.

Scorpius covered his lips with trembling hands.

He will stay in the stands, witnessing Manchester United's defeat and his own death.

There is 32 minute left in the game.

Like the countdown of his life.

Tick ​​tock, it's like the vitality is being pulled away bit by bit.

Chelsea fans have already begun to celebrate.

Scorpius buried his head, covered his ears, and forced himself not to watch the situation on the field.

There was no hope for him...it was over.

All voices are moving away from him.

Whether it was the prayers of the fans behind him, the ridicule of the Chelsea fans, or the electric sound mixed in the microphone of the live commentary.

He couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

I regret that I didn't tell him that he liked him, and I didn't say goodbye to him properly.

But if it happened again, he would still choose not to say anything.

He hates these expectations, so he will not impose his own expectations on another person, and he has no regrets.

That's it, it's over.

So far.

Put an end to his short life.

Scorpius raised the corners of his lips, trying to persuade himself to relax and face death calmly.

But just now the corners of his lips curled up a little, and the thunderous cheers behind him pulled him back to reality unexpectedly.

Scorpius raised his head in surprise, and stared blankly at the field.

"Cristiano Ronaldo! He hasn't given up yet! The ball went tenaciously through Cech's Five Fingers and he equalized! 15 minutes to go! There are now only 10 men in the Manchester United team on the field, and the result of the game has changed again. Get confusing!"

Cristiano, who scored the goal, didn't smile on his face. He even shook off Alan's arm trying to wrap him in celebration.

He had no time to celebrate and re-entered the next round of offense.

"The red devil came back to life again, and they rekindled their confidence and fighting spirit!"

He is not, do not believe it?

Scorpius was not there.

Ronaldo was almost the only threat, and Chelsea turned their defenses towards him.

The attack on the right began to become stumbling.

No one can take victory away from Stamford Bridge.

Scorpius bit his lip, covered his cheeks with his hands, and stared intently at Manchester United No. [-] on the field.

Until just now, his eyes were only red, but now his nose was sore, and tears rolled down uncontrollably.

Ronaldo was tackled again and again with the ball.

The lack of physical strength of his teammates can't give him much support. In fact, the draw is also a very good ending. They don't understand why Cristiano is so desperate.

There are only ten of them and it's just an unimportant Premier League game.

but.

They looked at each other.

The Red Devils will not leave anyone alone.

Cristiano gritted his teeth.

He was uprooted and violated, but there was no time for him to lie on the ground to protest to the referee to protect his rights.

He only had time to get up quickly with the force of being kicked and rolled, quickly blocked the ball that was about to pass the line on the sideline, and continued to take the ball forward.

Solskjaer quickly followed, and the red quickly tore open the gap in Chelsea's frontcourt.

They are an unbreakable team.

never give up.

And never walk alone.

With the help of his teammates, Cristiano Ronaldo quickly turned around to trick Terry, touched the ball with the outside instep, and sent the ball straight into the goal!

The 22-year-old Portuguese had a smug smile on his face, quickly took off his uniform and threw it into the sky, and turned his head to look for another person's eyes in the stands.

Violet eyes, like the sparkling amethyst studs on his earlobes.

作者有话要说：足球是一首赞歌爱也是感谢在2020-07-1420:56:50~2020-07-1520:16:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：粉色月季花8瓶；栗子茶1瓶；非常感谢大家对我的支持，我会继续努力的！