"Beep! Beep! Beep!"
Amid the referee's rapid whistle, Cui Chengguo, Zhao Xuri and Wang Xiaodong were each shown a yellow card.
"Everyone has it", this kind of penalty is in line with the referee's handling method.
"Too reckless, Wang Xiaodong is too reckless!" On the bench, the assistant coach clasped his hands behind his back with a sullen look on his face.
"What is that guy Du Wei doing? Ask him to keep an eye on Wang Xiaodong. What does he think?"
"You can get a yellow card for this!?"
"snort!"
"If I were the referee, it would be a lot to give him a red card!"
On the court, Du Wei also looked remorseful.
When he saw the yellow card displayed above Wang Xiaodong's head, he felt worse than if he had received a card.
"Captain, I..." Meeting Zheng Zhi's gaze, Du Wei looked aggrieved.
"It's okay, it's okay." Wang Xiaodong waved his hand to smooth things over, "It's not Brother Du's fault, he has already hugged me tightly."
"The same goes for you, Xiaodong. Why did you have to kick me that way?" Zheng Zhi also looked helpless. "Wouldn't it be over if you just fell down? Just say it was hit by the opponent's player."
"Hey, I want to fall down. Brother Du is holding me so tightly, I can't fall down!" Wang Xiaodong stuck out his tongue and changed the subject, "But this time I have figured out the referee's temper. Don’t worry, I won’t get cheated again in the future.”
"Xiaodong, what do you mean?" Zheng Zhi couldn't help but feel his heart tightening after hearing this, and asked quickly.
"Captain, this referee likes to make blind decisions during normal games. No matter how hard you foul, he might give us a free kick; but in this kind of conflict during a game timeout, he likes to maintain his authority and then do whatever it takes. Take out the card. The most important thing is that he doesn’t dare to take out the red card yet, and the cards shown so far are all yellow!”
"What you said makes sense." Zheng Zhi smacked his lips. In the past few dozen minutes, Wang Xiaodong had been thinking about this referee very closely.
"So Captain, just watch and wait, they will be the ones to take the blame next!"
Seeing the smile gradually appearing on Wang Xiaodong's face, Zheng Zhi shuddered involuntarily.
In this way, at the 42nd minute of the game, the Chinese team received 6 yellow cards and South Korea received 4.
However, South Korean forward Choi Sung-guk temporarily left the game due to an unexplainable injury. Seeing that there was not much time left in the first half, the South Korean coach simply sent out ten men to fight and postponed the game until the halftime break.
But during this period, the Chinese team launched many ferocious attacks on its opponents in the midfield.
The players on both sides were furious. They were fighting for each other, pulling me, kicking me and shoveling me. There was constant hand-to-hand fighting. Often before the two people on one side get up, there are two more players who have fallen to the ground on the other side.
The entire first half became extremely "bloody". In the end, it took more than six minutes of stoppage time before the first half came to an end.
As soon as he returned to the locker room, Wang Xiaodong calmly sat down on the chair, pulled down his socks, and threw the two shin guards inside on the open space in front of him.
Hearing the noise, the teammates subconsciously followed the sound. But just this glance made many people focus on it.
The two bright red shin guards had several cracks on them, looking like someone had hit the plaster surface with a hammer.
"Xiaodong, your legs..." Seeing this, Sun Jihai, who was on crutches, immediately looked at Wang Xiaodong's two calves.
"It's okay, Brother Sun, I have a sense of propriety!" Wang Xiaodong took off his shoes and socks, directly exposing his "athlete's foot" to the air.
Seeing Wang Xiaodong's deformed feet and bruises on his calves while playing football, every teammate's heart skipped a beat.
At the end of the first half, Wang Xiaodong retreated to the midfield to support.
On average, Wang Xiaodong was involved in one out of every three collisions and wrestling between the two sides.
Regardless of whether Wang Xiaodong tackled someone else or someone else tackled him, just as Wang Xiaodong expected, the referee never showed Wang Xiaodong a second yellow card.
"Xiaodong, you can't play like this just because you're young!" Sun Jihai lamely sat down next to Wang Xiaodong and comforted him with deep words: "Xiaodong, everyone thinks they are in good health when they are young. But good health This thing is irreversible, just like your brother Sun. His condition deteriorated sharply after the injury in 2002, and he has not fully recovered until now."
"Xiaodong, you must pay attention to your health. If you continue to play like this, you may retire directly in less than three years."
"Haha, thank you for your concern, Brother Sun." Wang Xiaodong was very carefree. He put his hands behind his head and rested them on the wardrobe behind him, "Brother Sun, let me ask you a question. You said that I have been kicked like this. , what’s the one on the other side like?”
"this..."
Seeing Wang Xiaodong's flexible toes, the locker room fell silent for an instant.
...
In the second half, when Wang Xiaodong stepped onto the green field again, deafening cheers suddenly erupted in the stands.
"Wang Xiaodong, come on! Fuck him to death!"
"Nana, I'm so angry! Neither the referee nor the stick is a good bird!"
"Wang Xiaodong, come on, we will never let them have an easy time!"
After all members of the Chinese team took to the field, a long banner temporarily written by fans in the stands attracted everyone's attention.
Wang Xiaodong remembered that this long strip originally had the words "Climb the Asian Cup and Promote China's Power". Now it was turned around and a few large words were temporarily painted with a marker: "Shovel the legs of the stick." , kill all the sticks!"
It can be seen that the first half of the game really made the fans angry. Not only was a goal disallowed, the referee was still confused and the opponent's players were also unreasonable.
Under this tone, only scoring goals can extinguish the resentment in the hearts of fans.
"Friends in front of the TV, welcome back. What we are broadcasting now is the second half of the 14th Asian Cup final between China and South Korea."
"The two sides fought to a 0-0 draw in the first half and no one scored."
"At the beginning of the second half, enthusiastic cheers came from the stands from fans on both sides. It seemed that both were dissatisfied with the result of the first half."
"We can see that coach Zhu Guanghu has not made personnel adjustments in the midfield. The Chinese team is still the same team."
"On the South Korean side, not only did they replace Choi Sung-guk, who was broken in the first half, but No. 12 forward Lee Dong-guk was also replaced by No. 9 Cho Jae-jin."
"South Korea has suddenly replaced two team members. I don't know whether it is a tactical arrangement or another hidden reason. Let's wait and see!"
On the bench of South Korea, head coach Park Buchong looked gloomy.
He didn't expect that Cui Chengguo, who had rested for nearly 20 minutes, still couldn't stand up. He is still lying down in the locker room to rest.
Li Dongguo, known as the "Lion King", also kept shaking his head during the halftime break, indicating that he could no longer play in the second half.
When he took off his socks, even the team doctor on the side couldn't help but widen his eyes.
Li Dongguo's shin guards were not cracked like Wang Xiaodong's, but there were long green marks on the sides of the two calves under the shin guards. After losing the squeeze of the shin guards, the cyan mark quickly spread to both sides, and the two calves instantly swelled.
"What a god! Smecta! What are you..."
Li Dongguo shook his head bitterly: "Coach Park, after two tackles with DONG, I became like this."
After Li Dongguo finished speaking, the South Korean locker room fell into dead silence.
Everyone knew that Li Dongguo was not the only one who fell with Wang Xiaodong.
