I AM the Football Star

Lu Yang exaggeratedly rolled on the grass.

Talista wanted to grab Lu Yang by the collar and scold him.

Damn, I hit your chest, you brought your face to it and still blame me?

But the main referee didn’t care about that, confirming that Talista hit Lu Yang’s face, and thus called an offensive foul on Talista, handing possession to Inter Milan.

Finger exploded this time too.

We finally made a beautiful attack, and you have to go and mess it up with your hand!

”Can’t you attack without committing a foul?” Finger shouted at Talista, ”Just do what you’re supposed to do, don’t always think of getting opportunities through underhanded means!”

”Inter Milan is a team that wins with dignity, we’re a giant club! We’re not some third-rate team! Every move you make is watched by countless people, you represent the face of Inter Milan!”

Finger said righteously.

Talista almost burst with anger.

Bam!

Talista directly pushed Finger down: ”Do you not understand that he deliberately knocked into my hand?”

”I score goals for the team, and what about you? What have you done for the team?”

”Backpass? I can damn well do that too! Who can’t make a backpass? But can you pass the ball forward? You idiot, I told you to pass the ball to me! Let the forwards attack them, the difference between forwards and midfielders is that forwards are supposed to squander possession!”

”Let them attack you, just do it!”

Talista shouted angrily at his two forward-line teammates.

Pursuing pass success rate for wingers?

That’s a midfielder’s job!

The mission of defensive and midfield players is to ensure success in creating opportunities for the team, whereas the mission of forward players is to squander these chances and turn them into a certain amount of shots and goals.

If forwards focus on maintaining the success rate, you’ll never have stats for failed dribbles if you never try to break through.

This doesn’t mean you’re great, it just means you’re cowardly!

The main referee unhesitatingly came over and gave Talista a yellow card.

Inter Milan fans saw this scene and directly cursed at Talista.

”It’s this idiot again!”

”He’s a ticking time bomb!”

”How dare he criticize Finger? Finger is the core of the team!”

”His goal was just a penalty, does he think he’s that great?”

”He even snatched that penalty from Finger, what garbage!”

”We don’t want players like him, he doesn’t deserve to wear the Inter jersey!”

”Sub him off! Get him out of here!”

”Sub him! Sub him! Sub him!”

Inter fans shouted furiously.

The director sensibly switched the camera to show Inter fans and the coaching staff.

But interestingly, the San Remo fans, who should have been roaring, fell silent at this moment.

Because most San Remo fans still remembered the last person who received a yellow card for pushing a teammate.

That person was... Lu Yang!

Last season, Becher’s transferred to San Remo, thought of himself as the team’s core, and acted as he pleased on the field.

After Lu Yang repeatedly tolerated it, he finally erupted, flipped over Becher’s and told him to pass that damn football to me!

That scene was so similar to Talista’s angry rebuke at Finger now.

But the difference was... back then, behind Lu Yang stood the entire San Remo.

And now behind Talista, there was no one, but against him stood the entire Inter Milan!

The same desperate fighter, one earned the respect of the entire village, the other was considered a disgrace by all.

There’s no right or wrong, just different positions.

San Remo... was a group of pure people wanting to win.

While Inter, already burdened with the shackles of being a giant, has an image to maintain.

Three minutes after this conflict.

Bai Zhami intercepted on the wing and tried to dribble past his Inter right winger, and directly sprinted down the flank.

Bam!

Bai Zhami crossed the ball.

The curvature was awkward, the power lacking, and the height was insufficient.

But Lu Yang seemed to have a flash of inspiration and rushed to the near post.

Faced with a ball slightly lower than his forehead, Lu Yang directly performed an overhead kick.

The ball, from a very tight angle, shot straight into the net.

The score for the match was 3-1!

The aggregate score was 6-5!

San Remo widened the gap again!

Lu Yang responded with a hat-trick!

In the last match, Talista heroically scored a hat-trick.

In this match, Lu Yang was no less impressive.

Inter Milan’s situation was almost hopeless.

There were less than twenty minutes left in the match, and they needed to score two more goals to win.

This chase felt truly desperate.

Especially since afterwards, Talista was still signaling to the forwards to keep trying to dribble and break through.

Inter Milan’s head coach really couldn’t tolerate someone who overturned his tactical decisions.

At the seventy-ninth minute, he prepared to substitute Talista off.

The substitution board showed Talista’s jersey number.

However, upon seeing the substitution board, Talista very decisively shook his head at the head coach.

”What happened? Inter Milan is preparing to sub off Talista, the substitute player is standing by the fourth official ready to come on... but Talista actually refused to be subbed off?”

”Inter’s head coach is visibly agitated, but Talista is ignoring him and waving it off repeatedly.”

”The main referee came over to check with Talista, and Talista told the referee to continue the match, don’t mind others! This...”

”Inter Milan has team members approaching Talista, seemingly trying to persuade him to come off. Talista pointed at them, face furious... Oh! He’s so unreasonable!”

”He really is a ticking time bomb! Despite scoring a penalty in this match, his actions will bring him endless trouble!”