[Football] Bad Boy Batty

Taking advantage of the recent smooth schedule and good weather, Manchester City and a British blogger have teamed up to launch a challenge show, challenging two YouTubers to be goalkeepers. For the first shoot, they selected four players, namely De Bruyne, Sterling, Sane, and Batistuta.

De Bruyne drove to pick up Batistuta early in the morning. On the way, the boy ate the breakfast brought by Batistuta while complaining about how excessive his younger brother had been recently.

"I'm not against him dating. You know, I'm happy that Loach can have a new life." Buddy took a piece of ham from the sandwich he had taken a bite of and put it into his mouth. "But it wasn't until yesterday that he told me that she was a vegetarian, and an extreme one at that."

"Did you meet yesterday?" De Bruyne asked.

"Yes, Loach never introduced us to each other, so I just invited her to my house." Batty replied, and then pulled the lettuce out and put it aside. "It was terrible, especially at dinner, the girl burst into tears when she saw the roast chicken. I didn't know what to say."

De Bruyne couldn't comment on this. He shrugged and said, "Not all vegetarians are so annoying. My uncle's children are vegetarians. They are nice and healthy."

"Of course I know." Batty adjusted his hair in front of the rearview mirror and rolled his eyes. "If they can take care of themselves and not affect others, who would care whether they eat animals or not? Not only did Loach's girlfriend cry because of the roasted chicken, she also asked me not to eat meat. How dare she! The most important thing is that Loach actually spoke for her. I won't be nice to him unless he breaks up with her."

"What if they never break up? I thought you were looking forward to Loach's wedding and wanted to be his best man."

"Then I won't go to their wedding." Batty raised his chin arrogantly and snorted, "They always want to impose their own ideas on others, as if not eating meat is a great blessing to animals. Do these extreme vegetarians think the earth revolves around them?"

As they arrived at their destination, De Bruyne backed the car into the parking space, then he unbuckled his seat belt, picked up the lettuce that Batistuta had thrown away and handed it to his mouth.

"Even if you don't like extreme vegetarians, you still have to eat vegetables, otherwise the nutritionist will criticize you for unbalanced nutrition," he said.

Batty glanced at the lettuce in De Bruyne's hand, then crossed his arms to show his complete resistance: "I won't eat it. I get annoyed just by looking at it."

"But I made this for you myself." De Bruyne continued to persuade, shaking the lettuce, and then like coaxing a child to eat, pinching his throat and using the voice in the cartoon to say in the tone of the lettuce: 'Eat me, Batistuta, I want you to eat me! '

This cute behavior made Batistuta couldn't help laughing. He took the lettuce from De Bruyne and threw it into his mouth. He chewed it a few times and swallowed it. Then he got out of the car quickly, lay on the car, opened his mouth towards De Bruyne, and stuck out his tongue to show his empty mouth.

“I’ve finished eating.”

"Great." The Belgian midfielder still looked like he was coaxing a child, wiping Batistuta's mouth with a tissue, "Let's go, let's get familiar with the process."

"Ah."

Not far behind him, he had just parked his car and was about to go up to say hello, but was met with a show of face from Sterling and Sane: …

Is it because you are so unscrupulous when you are not in the club?

Damn, it's so bright, my eyes are going blind.

……

“Welcome to our channel. I know everyone is curious about the skills of professional players. Starting today, we will invite players from different Premier League clubs to show you. First, we start with goalkeeping.”

The rules of the game are very simple. Two bloggers choose their teammates and send one person to guard the goal. The others cooperate in scoring goals in a fancy way to see who can block more balls while guarding the goal. The one who is scored the most goals will stand in front of the goal and be hit on the buttocks by the ball.

Batistuta was picked by the tall blogger, who threw him a pair of goalkeeper gloves. He was the first to defend the goal. Sane was in one group with him, while Sterling and De Bruyne were in another group. The goal was a small goal for 7-a-side football, which was much easier to defend.

"I have learned a lot of goalkeeping skills from Ederson. We are sure to win today." Batty put on his gloves while biting the straps. Then he stood in front of the goal and touched the crossbar. He raised his eyebrows at Sterling who was standing in front of him, "Watch the goal Raheem, otherwise you can kick the ball away without any save."

Sterling shrugged at Batistuta: "You look down on me too much. If you ask me, the chances of me kicking the ball in are much greater than the chances of you saving it."

"Come on then." Batty hooked his finger at him.

Sterling made a face and made a provocative gesture to Batty of "I'm watching you", then picked up the ball and officially started today's challenge.

He, De Bruyne and the blogger passed the ball over their heads, and after two passes the ball returned to Sterling.

"coming soon!"

Sterling took the ball, paused, turned and shot.

But Batty was right.

[Ding!]
Even though Batistuta jumped up to save the ball, the happy boy became happy again and the ball hit the goal frame and bounced out.

"Ohhhhhh! What did I say!" The light-haired boy stood up and hugged his teammates and cheered. Then he bumped his fists, "I feel great now. Who's next?"

Next was De Bruyne. There was nothing wrong with his shot. It hit the goal range and the angle was tricky, but Batistuta still saved it!

The last one was the blogger. He hit a low ball, and Batistuta reacted quickly and kicked the ball out with his foot.

"See? I'm going to send this video to Pep. If the goalkeeper gets sent off again this season, I'm fully capable of doing the job!"

Sterling curled his lips quietly.

Really, I gave you a break and you're showing off.

……

Soon it was Sterling's group's turn to guard the goal, De Bruyne was the first, and the tall and thin blogger in Batistuta's group took the first free throw. Until the second before he shot, it was still a normal challenge game. Before that, no one thought it would be so funny.

The blogger used a cross-legged kick to shoot, and the ball hit the right post. De Bruyne subconsciously turned his head to look at the post, and the result was just so perfect, the ball hit the post and bounced to the middle, hitting the Belgian midfielder's face.

"Ohhhhh!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

There is nothing funnier than being hit in the face by a ball, especially when De Bruyne turned his head and the white ball went straight towards him. While his nose was crooked, his hair shook as well. It looked painful, but it was really funny!

Batty laughed so hard that he fell to the ground, holding his stomach and pounding the grass, tears streaming down his face. He swore that this was the happiest time he had laughed since coming to the UK! At this moment, even Loach's extreme vegetarian girlfriend didn't seem so annoying anymore.

Sterling and Sane were also laughing wildly and soon they lay down on the grass. The tourists around them didn't understand what was going on and looked at the three people rolling in the middle as fools. The whole stadium was drowned in their laughter.

From here on, winning or losing is no longer that important.

"Sorry Kevin, haha ​​...

De Bruyne also laughed. He rubbed his nose, which no longer hurt, and then slapped Batistuta lightly.

"Smile, smile, you little bastard."

In the next challenge, in order to comfort the midfielder who was hit in the face, Batistuta kicked the post very considerately. Of course, this also brought De Bruyne a fingernail-sized consolation.

After it was over, Batty gave him many kisses before he could finally calm down.

As a result, on the way back to the parking lot, De Bruyne was hit on the head by half a piece of bread again.

This time it was a seagull (the stadium is close to the sea). As we all know, seagulls love to rob food from passers-by, and many times the food is not secure in their mouths. Those greedy little creatures love sausages in hot dogs the most, and that's how the Belgian midfielder won the prize.

This directly led to Batistuta being tickled to the point of being amused. He laughed from the parking lot to the car and couldn't stop laughing.

"I remind you to be careful, the curse of the best player does not only appear on the court." Batty said while wiping tears. Then he found that he couldn't fasten his seat belt properly because he was shaking too much. He simply flipped from the middle to the back seat and continued laughing. "I'm sorry Kevin, you know me. I have a high laugh point. Unless it's very funny, I won't laugh. You drive, I'll drive slowly."

De Bruyne had a bad day: …

After taking a deep breath, the Belgian midfielder took out his mobile phone to check the time. There were still 40 minutes left in the time limit given by Guardiola.

It’s enough, 20 minutes to finish and 20 minutes to drive back, not even a minute overtime.

So he unbuckled his seat belt, got out of the driver's seat, and moved to the back seat.

This time Barty stopped smiling and blinked: "What are you going to do?"

"Because you've been laughing at me, I'm going to give you a small reward." De Bruyne said as he reached out and took a pillow to put under Batistuta, then pushed him down on the seat, and then reached out and hooked the socks he wore to his thighs.

With a "pop", a faint red mark appeared on Batty's leg.

"But there is training today, and Pep has to supervise it personally." Batistuta curled up one leg across his chest. He didn't want to do this before training even if he was having fun. It's not that it was uncomfortable to move, he just didn't want Guardiola to find out and then nag him a lot, "Wait until the evening, okay? I'll go to your house after training, and then we'll--"

"We don't have to do it to the end." De Bruyne was determined to make him remember this lesson. He looked directly into Batistuta's eyes and gently tidied his hair. "In addition to joining, there are many other things we can do."

"You mean...wait a minute! Kevin!" Batty tried to make a final save, "I was wrong, I won't laugh at you anymore, go back and drive, otherwise Pep will go crazy."

“The answer is no.”

"You want me to beg you, please, don't--what is that? No, you can't put it in! Hey! Don't bite!"

Finally, they returned to the club for training. Until that evening, Batistuta ignored De Bruyne and gave him a reproachful look from time to time.

De Bruyne looked satisfied until the next day.

(End of this chapter)