Click! Click!
Becher’s and Lu Yang were already near the sideline.
Journalists frantically captured the scene.
Lu Yang’s ferocity and Becher’s fear were laid bare under the lens.
Everyone knew that in the coming days, these photos would become the hot topic of the Italian Football world. It had been years since such a teammate altercation had occurred, especially in such a crucial match.
Hans, due to a particularly good position, captured a uniquely significant photo.
In his photo, Becher’s was toppled to the ground by Lu Yang, who was furious, while Becher’s looked panic-stricken.
Behind Lu Yang, a group of San Remo warriors followed closely, like loyal warriors ready for action at any moment.
On Becher’s side, however, there was no one, just a vast expanse of green turf.
Who are Mufasa and Simba, and who are the hyenas and Scar, was clear at a glance!
Beep!
The referee blew the whistle!
He finally ran over.
With the previous shuttle runs, he almost ran out of breath.
If he didn’t need to continue officiating, he really wanted to give Lu Yang a thumbs-up, you have such incredible stamina!
Of course, the main referee came this time primarily to issue a yellow card to Lu Yang!
When the main referee arrived, Lu Yang stopped his actions.
In fact, he had always exercised restraint, almost not making any moves except for the last moment, knowing the importance of the situation.
Similarly, the main referee also issued a yellow card to Becher’s because he initiated the conflict.
Even though he looked so disadvantaged and pitiful.
At this moment, the San Remo players rushed to the main referee, seemingly asking if the yellow card could be withdrawn, saying that their two teammates were just playing around.
But actually, everyone was trying to prevent the main referee from upgrading the card to a more serious red card.
San Remo cannot lose Lu Yang.
All the players knew this.
But the ironic thing is, some of the management didn’t think so.
Municipal Stadium private box.
"A red card, shouldn’t that have been a red card?" Scott was furious, "How can something like this happen? How can a player dare to strike his own teammate during a match? He’s simply a bully!"
Likewise, Becher’s agent, who arrived late, was also in the box, and he exploded with rage, "What’s going on? Who gave him the authority to do that?"
"Does he know what he’s doing? What gives him the right to bully Becher’s like that? This kind of player doesn’t deserve to play on the pitch! I demand an explanation from the team, I..."
Bam!
Maniero smashed a wine glass in anger!
The room instantly fell silent.
Everyone looked at Maniero.
However, Maniero’s expression slightly smiled, as if the person who angrily threw the glass wasn’t him: "If you two can’t shut your filthy mouths, I won’t mind letting you feel just how hard the fist of a former Italian football player is!"
While speaking, Maniero stood up and loosened the first button of his shirt: "The team has reached this point, don’t you know the reason? Becher’s outrageous defiance of the Head Coach’s plan today, wasn’t it driven by you?"
"I don’t care what dirty and disgusting deals you have behind the scenes, or if you’re doing it for Becher’s own good, but the glory of San Remo shouldn’t be tarnished by people like you!"
"Next, either you peacefully keep your mouths shut and watch the game, or..."
In the box, neither Martivini nor Russell spoke.
Because they believed Maniero was right.
Especially Russell.
At this moment, he really didn’t want to hear Scott utter another word.
Because at the instant Lu Yang lost control, Russell even felt a sense of empathy.
He could understand Lu Yang’s anger, as it was all deeply tied to the glory of San Remo.
If it were him, he definitely wouldn’t just push Becher’s, he thought he’d kill that idiot who wouldn’t pass the ball!
And as an outsider, Maniero could still empathize with Lu Yang, but what about Scott?
He was constantly admonishing Lu Yang.
A player who crazily, even insanely pursued victory for the team was actually recommended by the team’s sporting director to be red-carded.
Whose issue is this, really?
Simultaneously, all commentators broadcasting the match, as well as the fans watching, were stunned.
They didn’t know how to describe or evaluate the scene.
"Oh! We see that both Lu Yang and Becher’s have received a yellow card."
"There are many San Remo players around Lu Yang comforting him, while there’s no one around Becher’s."
"Lu Yang is signaling to his teammates, pointing to his head, telling everyone he is very clear-headed."
"It must be said, at this moment, there’s no debate about who the emperor of San Remo is anymore."
"Lu Yang’s actions were a bit excessive, and after the fact, he may be labeled as a ball bully by everyone. But... I think everyone who watched the recent matches can understand Lu Yang."
"Becher’s individual ability is indeed very strong, but his playing style is quite controversial, at least he hasn’t brought any substantial help to San Remo."
"Belletti has already demonstrated to Becher’s, but Becher’s is not willing to accept a non-core playing style."
"I don’t know what you all think, but I feel that the moment when everyone went up to restrain Lu Yang, then Lu Yang turned his back, reached out a hand, and everyone stopped in their tracks—the most shocking moment. This demonstrates Lu Yang’s dominance over the team!"
"Give me that damn football; no sentence better reflects Lu Yang’s desire to win than this."