After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football! Chapter 399 - 399 0193 Showing off my precious big baby plea

399: 0193 Showing off my precious big baby (please subscribe)_3 399: 0193 Showing off my precious big baby (please subscribe)_3 “Barcelona once again beca the backdrop for Kevin’s magnificent performance; Beckham delivered the best assist of his life.

On the green field, Kevin is the only true god!”

“After moving away from Madrid, Kevin remains the most decisive player in the world.

Before the ga, many Barcelona legends said they would win, but what now?

They should go to bed early and have sweet dreams.”

“Kevin is injured!!!”

“Damn it, these dirty bastards of Barcelona, maybe Franco was too lenient with them.”

Upon seeing Huang Kaiwen unable to get up, Capello imdiately executed a combination of actions.

He kicked over the water bottle rack at the side of the field, and shouted loudly, “dic, dic!!!”

…

Huang Kaiwen felt that the overall situation was settled, and called for his exclusive ride.

Damn it, Real Madrid is such a big club, and yet the stretcher is not comfortable at all.

The dical team’s stretcher carrying skills are also lacking.

They are no good at treating patients, and no good at carrying stretchers either.

Huang Kaiwen thought he must speak to Calderon about this, if not just hire a few professionals in the dical team to carry the stretcher.

Capello returned from the player’s tunnel to the pitch and sat down next to Cardinal Asier Laty, anxiously asking, “Your Eminence, why did this happen?”

“Without faith, it is impossible to please God, for whoever would draw near to God must believe that he exists and that he rewards those who seek him.” Hebrews “Chapter 11, Verse 6.” Cardinal Asier Laty said with a serious face.

“Do you an Kevin’s faith is not devout enough?”

Capello asked, his eyes wide.

“No, soone has interfered with our faith.

Now, they must pay the price,” replied the Cardinal standing up and walking over to the Swiss Guard at the player’s tunnel, instructing, “After the ga, keep an eye on that person.”

“Do we get involved directly?”

A mber of the Vatican’s Swiss Guard made a throat-slitting gesture and asked.

Asier Laty didn’t know whether to praise his devotion or call him a fool.

Do they really think it’s the Middle Ages?

If it were the Middle Ages, first, give out an indulgence to each of the 80,000 attendees.

His Eminence the Cardinal decided not to discourage this devout young man, and instead smiled, “Tis have changed, and our thods must adapt.

Get help from Spaniards, capture that heretic, and make him confess all his sins.”

“Yes, Your Eminence!”

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At the end of the match, Capello hurriedly left the pitch.

He didn’t even attend the post-match press conference.

Assistant coach Baldini and Raul attended the press conference together.

“How serious is Kevin’s injury?”

“We heard that there was a major altercation between the players during halfti, is that true?”

“Raul, you didn’t score today, has Kevin affected you?”

“Why does Capello keep Beckham on the bench, is there a conflict between them?”

“Why did the Cardinal have a reliquary at Bernabeu today, is the Vatican intentionally using football to increase its influence?”

The last question dropped.

The press conference went silent in an instant.

So things everyone knows, but you can’t say them out loud.

Who knows if there are any religious zealots.

If this gets out, soone from Glasgow or anywhere else might co looking specifically for you and make trouble; then you’re the fool.

Baldini did not speak; he was not one to handle the dia well anyway.

Raul pulled the microphone closer and said, “I don’t know how serious Kevin’s injury is, but Puyol’s foul in the first half has already caused his hearing to decline.”

“Can you explain what happened?”

“Will Kevin’s hearing be able to recover?”

“So, Kevin played the second half with an injury, correct?” The reporters nearly shoved their recorders into Raul’s mouth, eager for this big news.

Such good material.

Previously, when Riquel injured Huang Kaiwen, their sales soared.

Now with Puyol and Xavi taking turns fouling Huang Kaiwen, won’t the newspapers sell like crazy?

“I cannot guarantee Kevin’s hearing, but the team doctor says that hearing loss from a head injury can be very serious.

When I communicated with Kevin, I already noticed he intermittently couldn’t hear , even though I was once a mber of the Spanish National Team.

I think they have gone too far, soone must be punished for this,” Raul said angrily.

After speaking, he imdiately got up, ready to visit Huang Kaiwen that evening.

After Raul and Baldini left, Rijkaard finally got so attention.

“Frank, what do you think about Raul’s comnts regarding Barcelona’s fouls?”

Rijkaard said, “Football is like this, you can’t guarantee players won’t get injured; it’s a sport with intense physical confrontations.

I can only express my regret for Kevin’s injuries, but my players definitely didn’t do it on purpose; they would never deliberately foul.”

The reporters in the room didn’t believe a word he said.

Everyone knows what Barcelona’s defense is like.

“Li scored within 3 minutes of coming on today; can you talk about Li, as we still don’t know his technical characteristics.”

Rijkaard, feeling sowhat guilty, listened.

After all, he was the one who provided the drug.

The kid, although not a skilled player, hadn’t caused any trouble.

His injury today was entirely due to his struggle with Laporta; the kid beca a tool in their fight.

Barça’s coach felt it was best not to kick soone when they’re down.

Rijkaard sighed, “Li is a very talented player.

He’s fast, like Eto’o.

His technical skill is like that of Brazilian players, with a good sense of the field and knack for being in the right place at the right ti.

Today’s goal showcased his technical characteristics.

If I must say, Li is like Inzaghi but with better skills.”