[Football] Bad Boy Batty

【Just now, Manchester City had an emergency, Jesus replaced Batistuta, and overall the tactics did not change much, but Jesus's position was more forward than Batistuta, and his role was closer to that of a center forward, while Batistuta's No. 10 position was more powerful. After he left the court, the work was evenly distributed to De Bruyne and B Silva, and Neymar was closer to the goal. 】

[…Haha! The director gave a very interesting shot. We can see that Batistuta seems reluctant to leave the field. He stands on the sidelines with Guardiola to instruct the players. He looks very emotional. What will he say? Maybe he will become another head coach who inherits Guardiola's will after Arteta, Xavi, and Kompany. ]

It is still unknown whether Batistuta can become an excellent head coach in the future, but he knows clearly that if his teammates can maintain the advantage they have worked so hard to gain, he will not be yelling like a madman on the sidelines.

Yes, after he left the field, Real Madrid began to counterattack, and Manchester City's rhythm was being eroded bit by bit.

"Don't rush to pass it forward, look carefully!"

"Kevin! You're ruining the rhythm! The defenders are in place and you can't pass the ball! Pass the ball to your teammates! We're still leading!"

"Go forward! Reuben! Can't you see they are occupying our place! Don't let them squeeze our half, get out, attack!"

"What are you afraid of? They have 3 yellow cards. They don't dare to do it! If they dare to come, they will be given a red card and sent off. Don't be afraid of confrontation. Defense alone will not solve the problem!"

OMG!
Oh my god!!

De Bruyne passed the ball back to Gundogan in a venting manner, then turned and glared at the sidelines and shouted: "Shut up, Batistuta!"

what?
Batty was stunned.

"You wanna rebel, Kevin?" He raised his voice and retorted, then looked at Guardiola (or the air next to Guardiola to be exact), "Can you believe it? He shut up me!"

Guardiola was in no mood to correct Batistuta's wrong visual center, he pinched his brows hard. Reason told him to stop his captain's behavior immediately, but facts told him that the situation on the field did improve after Batistuta finished shouting, the king's mental attributes were so strong that he couldn't believe it.

"Yeah, shut up!" De Bruyne repeated. "You couldn't see clearly. When you shouted 'Kevin! Don't pass it!' you were talking to Bernardo. I wasn't there, you idiot!"

The Belgian midfielder seemed a little frustrated, but compared to Batistuta giving blind instructions, Guardiola believed that he was more angry that Batistuta did not receive treatment in time.

"Don't stand there, go get checked and treated!" De Bruyne's next words confirmed the coach's guess, "No one wants a stupid captain to lift the trophy. We can't do without you. Hurry up! Go!"

Batistuta obviously did not intend to follow De Bruyne's advice. He pretended not to hear it and continued to observe and analyze the situation on the sidelines.

It's also magical.

In his eyes, everyone has at least three heads, but even so it does not affect his grasp of the situation. Perhaps this is the result of talent + training. Under Guardiola's guidance, Batistuta's ability to read space has become stronger and stronger.

However, this situation did not last long, and soon, Real Madrid players complained to the home team.

"That guy is so annoying, he should have been on the bench, you have to do something sir, he is affecting the game in an unfair way."

The referee was overwhelmed.

Although there is no rule that players cannot instruct their teammates on the sidelines, Batistuta's behavior has now caused a greater impact. In order to appease Real Madrid players, the referee first went to find De Bruyne, who had just quarreled with Batistuta. After giving him a warning, he ran to the sidelines and repeated what he said to Batistuta.

Only then did Batty calm down a little.

But soon, Manchester City's big crisis came.

There were still 10 minutes left in the regular time. Trailing 0-1, anyone would be anxious to make substitutions, and Zidane used 4 substitutions. Vinicius, Asensio, Rodrigo and Mariano were all offensive or offensive players. Most people, including the fans in front of the TV, could see that Real Madrid was preparing for a desperate fight.

Just when the game was in the 82nd minute, Real Madrid's offensive lineup worked. Gundogan made a mistake and was intercepted. Modric made a diagonal pass, Rodri made a tackle and failed to touch the ball, and Vinicius rushed into the penalty area with the ball.

"Jesus Christ! That's too reckless!!"

Batistuta and Guardiola on the sidelines both made nervous gestures of holding their heads.

There were too many restrictions in the penalty area, and Ruben Dias was tied up and had difficulty maneuvering. Fortunately, Stones stood in position and blocked the ball with his calf at the moment Vinicius made a low shot.

"Protest, sir!"
"He (Bati) seriously affected our offense! This is not allowed!"
"The attacking team has an advantage! Give him a red card!"

This time Batty was really wronged.

When Real Madrid was about to attack, he hardly dared to make a sound, for fear of disrupting the defense and creating opportunities for Real Madrid. The few complaints that he couldn't control the volume were only uttered after the attack was over.

But the Real Madrid players cannot be blamed. The good attack had no results, so they had to vent their anger. As for Batistuta, he is a sitting duck as long as he stands on the sidelines. Who else should they attack if not him?
The referee stopped the game and ran to the sidelines.

Before Batty could figure out what was going on, he saw three overlapping referees running towards him and then taking out a red card from the pocket of his bright yellow shirt.

"Please leave immediately."

……

[What! Batistuta got a red card! Let me give you some information. In a football match, the referee has the right to show red and yellow cards to any player or coach on the field, including those on the bench. This is valid from the start to the end of the game, and also during the halftime break.]

[This game is the Champions League final, so this red card will be postponed to next season. In view of Batistuta's behavior, the referee will report the situation after the game. UEFA may impose an additional suspension on him, but that will be the group stage of next season. According to Manchester City's current strength, it will not have much impact. ]

[Wait! There seems to be something new——]

"I've already left the field, you can't make me leave again! I sat on the bench, and then I stood up again. No one stipulated that this is prohibited, you have no right to do that!"

Relying on the fact that he was no longer on the field, Batistuta yelled at the referee. Guardiola was furious. For a moment, he even thought about selling Batistuta. But it only lasted for a few seconds, and he quickly rejected this crazy idea.

No matter how bad of a bastard he is, he's still his.

Definitely not giving it to anyone else.

The referee stopped talking to Batistuta and called the stadium security to forcibly take the Manchester City captain off the field.

[Wow! Today's final was so exciting! In every aspect!] The commentator couldn't believe his eyes. [Manchester City's King Batistuta was just executed for refusing to leave. My God, this is a spectacle that can only be seen once in many Champions League finals!]

"Let go, let go—I can walk by myself!"

Being held by security personnel, Batistuta struggled hard. He tried to jump up and look towards the court from the gap. Although his teammates were all double, he still instantly locked onto the one he was looking for.

"John! John! Johnny!!!" He pressed down on the shoulder of a security guard, climbed up and waved, "You did a great job, that's how it should be! Don't give Real Madrid any chances, do you hear me, John Stones! Remember our agreement? Take good care of the team for me, Johnnnnnny!!"

The voices became quieter and quieter, and the Manchester City captain was carried by security and disappeared into the player tunnel.

On the court, Kyle Walker quietly approached his friend, bumped his shoulder and joked: "Hey, he was calling your name before he left. Did you hear it? I swear, he must love you very much."

Stones didn't say anything, but all the emotions were written on his face.

"Go back quickly." He pushed Walker.

I will not let you down.

……

In the locker room, Batty finally calmed down and sat on the bed to receive treatment. Of course, there was a TV on the wall in front of him, which was broadcasting the game.

There are 5 minutes left until the end of the game, and 9 minutes including overtime.

"Look here, Batty." Arandez pointed again. "Tell me, how many are these?"

"Stop it, we're watching the game." Batty waved him away with an ice pack, "Let's talk about it after the game is over."

"Don't avoid it." The science officer saw through Batty's thoughts at a glance, "The injury to the head is the most fatal. If you don't treat it in time, you may not be able to recover in the future. Do you want to see double vision for the rest of your life?" "I'm fine." Batty rolled his eyes, "There's only one, right? Look, I told you I'm fine."

No, in fact there are 3 fingers in his eyes.

But there is no time to worry about that now, they are only 1-0, which is a very dangerous score. If they are not careful, they may be overturned in the last few minutes.

Arandus frowned fiercely.

"Barty, you—"

"Ahhhhhhh!" Batistuta interrupted him with a scream, not because of anything else, but because there was a goal on the field, Manchester City scored, "2-0! I love you! Johnny Boy, I knew you could do it!"

In the 88th minute, De Bruyne took a corner kick, Real Madrid missed a man at the back post, and Stones scored with a header to expand the score.

All the staff in the locker room cheered together, Batistuta jumped up to hug Alandos, but due to double vision, his first attempt missed.

Arandus crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes.

Batty sat back on the bed obediently and cleared his throat: "I'm really fine."

"It's nothing." Arandez swore seldom. He poked Batty's forehead with his finger. "You want to wait? FINE! Then wait! After a while, when you become a complete fool, I swear I will not visit you with flowers, never!"

Batty sat there with his legs together, as obedient as a doll.

"I don't want to be a fool." He winked at the science officer with his most innocent expression, "You will heal me, right?"

Arandez almost couldn't catch his breath.

"I will." He rubbed his forehead, "But you have to cooperate and listen--"

Before he could finish his words, Batty jumped up and screamed again.

"Oh my god! Benzema is really cursed! Eddie has butter hands!" Batistuta looked at the screen in disbelief, "The last two minutes! Hold on!"

Arandus: ...

At this moment, he finally understood Guardiola's pain.

"I think you are the one with the curse! Lie down! You are not allowed to get up unless I tell you to!" Alandes stood between Batistuta and the TV, then forced the captain onto the bed and put a blindfold on him. "I'm not kidding, you are the one with the curse. For several times in the finals, something always happens to you, either you get yourself covered in dirt or there is bloodshed. I know you have a bad temper, but can you take better care of yourself? You are only 22 years old, don't make yourself a frequent visitor to the hospital!"

It's really scary when a doctor gets angry.

Batty stopped making a fuss and lay down to rest peacefully.

But Arandez still miscalculated. He should have turned off the TV or muted it the moment he forced the king to lie down, but he didn't.

then.

[beep——]
[The referee blew the whistle to end the game! Manchester City 2-1 Real Madrid returned to the top of the Champions League! Incredible! They did it, the myth of winning all seasons belongs to blue! The Champions League champion of the 20-21 season is - Manchester City! Congratulations to them! ]

Just as the referee blew the whistle, Batistuta threw off his blindfold, jumped off the bed, pushed Alandos aside and rushed out of the locker room.

He knows, he just knows!

"We win, we win!!! We are the champions!! Wait for me, I'm coming!"

The Blue Moon players who were celebrating on the field heard the noise and looked towards the aisle. The next second they saw the excited little king staggering towards them.

"Hey! Let's catch him!"

As Walker shouted, all the Manchester City players gathered together, they bent down, ready to welcome their king when Batistuta arrived.

"Get ready! Get ready!"
"3, 2, 1——"

however.

"……Uh?"
"Where is he going? We are here!"
"Barty! This way! Come back!"

Yes, Batistuta's double vision had not yet fully recovered and under the gaze of everyone, the Manchester City international resolutely turned a corner in front of them and ran to celebrate with the air.

Everyone:…

Neymar whistled and asked a crucial question: "If you are so dizzy, you will not drop the trophy later, will you?"

……

Trophy?

The trophy is not important, at least not now. It still needs to be engraved. Manchester City's name is being engraved on it. We will care about it later.

Can you believe it? There was no Manchester City there five years ago, but five years later there were three Manchester Cities there.

"Ohhhhhh!!"

Went to his.

The most important thing now is to celebrate.

Batistuta went crazy, jumping around the stadium like a lamb that had just seen a new world, and even snatched two firework tubes from the fans to spray them for fun.

On the way, he accidentally bumped into the arms of the Real Madrid captain who was comforting his players. Ramos pulled Batistuta out with a sullen face, and then kindly pointed out the direction.

"Bye~" Batistuta waved goodbye to the Real Madrid captain with his eyes curved with a smile, "I wish you better luck next time."

Taunting Laman.

Ramos: ...
Ramos: Go away

Tsk, he's still just a little kid after all.

……

After enough fun, Batty shook his head and ran towards the most conspicuous target.

Guardiola was talking to the players' families when he suddenly saw a pendant on his back. The people around him saw that it was Batistuta and smiled as they stepped aside to leave enough space for the two.

"We've got a perfect season, Pep," Batistuta whispered into his coach's ear, his arm around his neck. "We've done it."

Guardiola squatted down, then turned Batistuta from his back to the front and hugged him.

"Yeah, unbelievable, we did it."

(End of this chapter)