I AM the Football Star

San Remo’s team doctor is dispatched for the second time.

Lam and Savio just collided during a fight for the ball.

Savio instinctively protected himself, raising his elbow, which struck Lam right in the chest.

This is a blunt injury, theoretically it shouldn’t be a problem.

But since it involves the heart area, the team doctor doesn’t dare to take risks.

After repeatedly confirming with Lam that he still has breathing difficulties, the team doctor signals for a substitution again.

This time, Sotu is rather calm.

Then... let the storm come even stronger.

It’s like saying to the heavens, just let Brother Lu lie down too!

”Okay, we now see the substitution board on the sidelines. Player number twenty-four Moriba is replacing player number five Lam. This is San Remo’s second forced substitution of the match.”

”They’re a bit unlucky; it’s just the first game after the winter break. It seems their players have some fitness issues, they looked a bit too tired in the first half.”

”Moriba is a player full of talent, occasionally showing great creativity. But he also has some weaknesses, the most troublesome being the lack of steadiness of a midfield maestro.”

”He inherently possesses an attacking mentality, even if placed in a defensive midfield position, he’s prone to losing his position.”

”Of course, these are Moriba’s weaknesses, but not his flaws. Being able to utilize him well not only depends on his familiarity with the team but also the Head Coach’s level is crucial.”

”During the winter break, two assistant coaches from Sotu’s coaching staff were headhunted with high salaries, one of whom was responsible for player defensive training.”

The thirtieth minute of the match.

Kuba encounters Talista once again.

This time Talista has the ball at his feet, preparing to challenge Kuba.

However, Kuba is not easy to deal with. Perhaps being disgusted by hesitation, he brutally knocked Talista down.

Yet the Main Referee surprisingly ruled this as a legal collision.

Talista knelt on the ground, furiously slapping the turf, cursing how this isn’t a foul?

But no one paid him any attention.

Those who like to profit from the gray areas will inevitably suffer losses due to those gray areas.

The Main Referee considers it understandable for such a level of confrontation to happen on Talista.

After Kuba intercepts, he passes to Milo维奇 beside him.

Milo维奇 possesses the world’s top free-kick technique, hence his passing isn’t lacking, known as the Golden Left Foot.

Bang!

Milo维奇 makes a long pass.

Sending the football precisely to the left gap between San Remo’s center-backs and defensive midfielders.

That was supposed to be the area Moriba could cover by turning around.

But eager to join the attack, Moriba, when Talista was dribbling, had already crossed the middle line. He still appears to be in defensive midfield but has actually caused the defensive and midfield lines of his team to disconnect.

Inzitens cuts inside without the ball, successfully receiving the football.

Bang!

Inzitens has great confidence in his shooting skills, taking a direct long shot in an undefended situation.

The football traces a perfect arc.

This is a world-class, high-quality strike!

Areola attempts a save, but the football bypasses his ten-finger defense.

The goal stands.

One-to-one!

Atlanta’s players collectively cheer, full of excitement.

Their steps towards being league leaders have come closer.

Even as Kuba celebrates excitedly with Milo维奇, he subconsciously looks at Talista.

”What are you looking at, softy!” Talista is not pleased.

”You fall down with a bump from me, and you call me a softy? Ha!” Kuba mocks Talista.

”You’ve misunderstood.” After getting up, Talista smirks with a wink, ”I meant you’re too soft there... You’ve shattered my illusion about black men, you know? Tsk tsk... nothing special indeed...”

Kuba’s face turns from black to red, if not for Milo维奇 holding him back, he’d rush over to have a showdown with Talista.

But while pulling Kuba back, Milo维奇 seems to catch on a bit.

So, Kuba’s previous outburst was because of... Talista?

Ayo...

Milo维奇’s grip on Kuba loosens, delicately holding Kuba’s sleeve with his thumb and index finger, wearing a disdainful expression.

A sensitive Kuba is suddenly bewildered.

He’s suspecting me?

”I’m not gay!” Kuba angrily shouted.

Just then, the broadcast camera moves swiftly over because of the clash between Kuba and Talista.

So...

The entire stadium falls into silence.

Three seconds later, the whole place erupts.

”What did Kuba say?”

”He said he’s not gay?”

”Milo维奇’s disdainful expression, he simply won’t touch Kuba.”

”Oh my... can’t believe it, an iron-blooded man of one point eight-seven meters tall... how did this happen...”

”Look at Talista’s expression, could it be that he abandoned him first?”

”Talista having diverse appetites is normal, just didn’t expect it to be Kuba!”

”Looking at Kuba’s expression, he seems to be a zero?”

...

In the next ten minutes or so, both sides continue to attack and defend intensely.

In the forty-fifth minute, Delarre dribbles past a player and makes a cross-pass to the advancing Morici.

Morici makes a direct through pass, breaking through Atlanta’s midfield line.

Talista receives the pass, but after brief stagnation with no opportunity, Talista passes the football to Lu again.

Lu takes the ball in the flank without stopping it and shoots right away.

A typical Morici style show no stopping, no looking, rapid rocket pass and shot!

A cross-angled pass!

Bang!

The football arcs within the penalty area, not landing at the center but floating towards the far post instead.