I Am Scouted by Real Madrid-Chapter 205 - 75: What the Hell Do You Mean?

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Chapter 205: Chapter 75: What the Hell Do You Mean?

"He’s not giving a card?"

"Real Madrid players surrounded him, wanting an explanation."

"But the referee’s attitude was very resolute."

"He didn’t give a card.

"This decision’s standard is really quite incomprehensible."

"If his officiating were more professional, the match wouldn’t be as fragmented as it is now."

Seeing the referee already reaching for his pocket, Chen Zhong quickly coordinated with Raul to comfort his teammates, preventing them from picking up meaningless yellow cards.

Meanwhile, Guti was already standing in front of the ball early, with Sneijder absent, he became the team’s primary free-kick taker.

In this match, Rome has clearly contained Guti, under Rome’s muscle jungle and brute force, the Golden Wolf had no chance to show his skills, just like Wolf King Totti under Chen Zhong’s watch.

The two wolves seem to share a mutual plight.

"Guti’s free kick."

"From this position, he can choose to shoot directly."

The commentator’s words represented most people’s cognition, and the Roman fans in the stands tried to create boos to interfere with Guti, but Guti wasn’t affected at all.

He stood with hands on hips, in front of the ball, with a sharp glint in his eyes.

Run-up, kick.

"Bang!"

A Wolf Arc soared across the sky.

Guti didn’t choose to shoot directly, but passed the ball to Baptista in the box.

Baptista faced the incoming ball, leaping high, attempting a bicycle kick to score.

The ball shot towards the goal, goalkeeper Doni punched the ball out with both fists.

Players from both teams scrambled for the second drop point of the ball.

"De Rossi!"

"No!"

"Chen Zhong!"

The first thing people saw was a flash of black.

That was De Rossi.

He was right at the ball’s second drop point.

However, before the Roma fans could celebrate, a figure with black hair and yellow skin burst out from behind.

He jumped high, overpowering De Rossi, forcefully heading the ball away.

The ball bounced and landed at Soldado’s feet, who took a shot on goal.

The ball rolled past Doni into the net!

The ball is in!!!!!

The Santiago Bernabeu Stadium was instantly drowned in cheers from the fans, and Soldado happily took off his jersey, running towards the corner flag.

But at that moment, a piercing whistle echoed, the referee blew the whistle indicating the goal was invalid while giving Soldado a yellow card for taking off his jersey!

What does this mean?

What the hell are you trying to say?

Aren’t you afraid you won’t walk out of the Santiago Bernabeu Stadium today?

The cheering turned into booing, but the referee, amid the loud boos, remained steadfast in his decision, using gestures to indicate that Chen Zhong had fouled by pressing.

And Soldado removed his jersey on the field, thus receiving a yellow card warning.

"Such a crucial match, officiated by this kind of referee."

"I don’t know what to say."

"Not that there’s an issue with his decision."

"But, it’s a judgement that could go either way."

"I believe a referee’s primary task should be to ensure the match is smooth and exciting."

"This moment..."

"Sigh!"

Since Calderon took office, Real Madrid always had a feeling of "suffering unseen losses" with referees, and this decision not only disallowed a goal but also saddled Soldado with a yellow card.

The only comforting thing is that Soldado is a forward.

This unreasonable decision obviously disrupted Real Madrid’s rhythm, and eventually, both teams reached halftime with a draw. As Pascal walked into the locker room, he realized he couldn’t hide his trump card any longer.

If he kept hiding...

He might not have a chance to use it.