Football: I carry forward Shaolin Kungfu

5 to 0!

5 to 0!

5 to 0!

The crowds at the Meazza Stadium have taken to the skies!

In the North Stand, the red-lipped blonde female fan who had previously taken off her coat to celebrate, cried excitedly, and then took off the last bottom line, jumping in place to celebrate!

The two male fans around her were directly dizzy by her shaking eyes!

The female fan felt that it was not too enjoyable enough to express the passion in her heart.

She rode directly on the shoulders of the male fans beside her, was held up, took a Ye Chen's No. 29 shirt, and waved it vigorously off the field!

"Ye Chen! Ye Chen! Ye Chen! Ye Chen! Ye Chen! "

The broadcast camera immediately turned on her and presented it to the 80,000 three fans at the scene!

At this time, the whole audience was stunned by him!

“Wu——！！！"

The director seemed to realize that something was wrong and immediately cut the camera away.

Cut back two seconds later, and there is already a floating mosaic.

The audience stopped and started booing.

"Xu – we don't want mosaics!"

"Xu-Xu-Director fuck off!"

......

Pioli's face was very ugly.

As a player, he won Serie A and the Champions League with Juve.

After retiring as a coach, although he is far from a famous coach, he has been in Serie A for more than ten years, and Milan has brought both heroes.

After many years, he knows very well that Italy is a personal society, which is reflected in football, that is, after a team leads by three or four goals, it will slow down the pace, focus on ball control, no longer strengthen the attack, and leave a little thin face to the other side.

After all, everyone is mixed with Serie A, tearing their faces, not good-looking!

Good you Green, replace Chilean Sanchez, continue to attack, score us another goal, what do you mean, 4-0 is not satisfied!

Pioli rushed to the Inter coaching area, faced Green, and pushed him hard into the chest!

"Englishman, you don't understand the rules, it's too presumptuous!"

Gree was originally applauding Ye Chen's goal, was violently pushed, stumbled a few steps, and almost fell.

"Pioli, what are you doing!" Green was flabbergasted.

"I said you don't know the rules, Englishman," Pioli yelled angrily as he pointed at Grimm's nose with an angry face like a bloodshot pig's liver, "you will pay if you don't know the rules, boy!" "

Green is also annoyed, you AC Milan coach, break into my coaching area, push me, and say I don't understand the rules?

"I warn you Pioli, this is my home stadium, I can play as much as I want, play as much as I like, you better think about how to defend, be careful that your team is beaten into a sieve by me!"

Inter assistant coach Reinado rushed up and pushed Pioli away.

"Go back to your coaching area!"

The Inter bench also jumped out and surrounded Pioli.

"What are you doing with us!"

"You're going to fight, old man!"

"Lose and lose, you don't deserve to coach AC Milan!"

"Hurry up and get back, don't force me to do it!"

Third goalkeeper, Uncle Bernibe, was ghostly.

Just silently looked at the noisy crowd in front of him, and did not surround Pioli like his teammates.

He lifted Erlang's legs and picked up a bottle of water on his seat.

Then play the goalkeeper's precise throwing skills, squint and take a look, and the wrist shakes!

The water bottle made a graceful curve, and after tumbling for a few weeks, the bottom of the bottle landed firmly on Pioli's bald head!

Strange to say.

The top of Pioli's bald head is curved and not a flat face.

But the water bottle thrown out by Berney slammed and stood firmly above Pioli's head!



"Grimm, do you understand Italian rules!"

Inter, who surrounded Pioli, saw a water bottle falling from the sky and standing firmly on top of Pioli's bald head, and he was startled, and then laughed loudly!

"Hahahahaha!"

Pioli paused, his reflex arc was a little long, and it took a few seconds before the pain in his head came.

He touched the top of his head and took a bottle of mineral water in amazement!

"Who, who, who did it! Stand up for me! "

Old Pi is surprisingly angry, because in Italian culture, having a water bottle on his head is the ultimate humiliation.

This is a common game for youth echelons.

For example, four young players bet on shooting, whoever loses, will have to stand in front of the goal, turn their butts forward, stand and not move, and the other three people kick each other and hit his ass hard with a football!

To prevent the loser from dodging, put a bottle of water above his head.

As long as the ball is shot in the ass, the water bottle drops, and the kick starts again.

Aquarius you put on Pioli's head, this is mocking him as a loser who only deserves to be kicked in the ass with a ball!

Beaten 0-5 fat in the Milan derby, this is Inter's punishment for you!

Seeing that their own manager was under siege, the players on the Milan bench also rushed over, and the two teams mixed together, pushing and insulting each other.

The game was interrupted and the referee rushed in.

According to the tip of the fourth official, the referee showed a red card to AC Milan Pioli, who first broke into the Inter coaching area to push Green, and sent off!

"Punish me? Referee, someone hit my head with a water bottle, don't you punish that person, it must have been done by Inter's people! Pioli was furious.



They smashed my bald head with a water bottle~

The referee communicated with the headset for a while, frowning.

The man who threw the water bottle had to stop because he did not stand as a witness.

The third goalkeeper Berni, looking at Pioli, who was disgraced and left the field, picked up the bottle of water on the ground, unscrewed the lid, and drank casually, as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with him.

AC Milan is even worse!

The team was poured 5 goals "away", did not score a single goal themselves, zero eggs, and the manager was sent off....

How can this be kicked!

Benozci, the Rossoneri's assistant coach, stiffened and walked into the coaching area where Pioli was supposed to stand.

He followed his example as a boss and exaggerated applauded the players on the field:

"Boys, don't give up, play our own level!"

Just this urgent cry, no one from AC Milan responded.

Leo, Rebich, Casey, Romagnoli and the others all silently glanced at Assistant Coach Bechino, then lowered their heads and looked at the turf on the ground in a daze.

"Nightmarish match, God, please, let it end quickly!"

But.

The game has only been played for 70 minutes, counting stoppage time, there are still more than 20 minutes, far from the end!

Ye Chen continued to fight with his teammates:

"Continue, continue to play like this, do they want me and the door to compete for the Serie A championship!"

"Use a football tragedy to tell them, what we don't give, they can't take it!"

What we don't give, they can't take!

This sentence instantly ignited the Inter players!

Some of the players who were originally in the hearts of the soldiers who were still paying for the gold and collecting the soldiers, the flame of hostility towards the sworn enemies in the same city in their hearts seemed to have been poured with a layer of gasoline, and rushed to the sky!

In the 81st minute of the game, with about ten minutes left, the players of AC Milan thought that they had finally seen the light of relief.

Unexpectedly, another left hook came!

Ye Chen cut into the box on the right flank and shot at AC Milan central defender Romario's raised arm!

Very obvious handball, seriously hindering the running line of the ball!

The referee didn't even look at VAR, directly sounded the whistle, and pointed to the penalty spot in the AC Milan penalty area -

Inter won the penalty!

In the past, after a penalty was awarded, regardless of whether the penalty was right or wrong, Milan's players would always complain around the referee, not to change the penalty, but to put pressure on the referee.

But this time, the Milan players, without anyone speaking, stood silently to the side, watching Ye Chen and his teammates high-fived to celebrate the penalty.

Mourning, no greater than the death of the heart, this is the scene!