I AM the Football Star

Chapter 710 - 180: Europa League Semifinals, Return to Meazza!

"Oh! Talista rushes towards Morici! Morici passes the ball, but oh dear, Talista still knocks into Morici after he releases the ball. He must have done it on purpose, it’s Talista’s little tricks."

"Wait, Morici is down on the field and hasn’t gotten up!"

In the very first minute of the match, Morici is already on the ground.

"Damn it!" Morici holds his ankle, looking at Talista, who spreads his hands as if he knows nothing, leaving Morici speechless.

Pressuring from the start, judging by the surprised expression of Inter players, it’s clear that this was Talista’s own decision and not part of the strategy.

Because starting with a press can easily cause the defensive line to be out of position, leading to a lightning-fast goal by the opponents.

But it’s clear Talista wants to send a warning to San Remo.

Of course, this warning wasn’t the pressing.

It was the collision after the press.

Even after releasing the ball, Talista looked like he couldn’t stop in time and bumped into Morici.

He was telling Morici to be careful and not to overplay his tricks, just be a reliable midfielder passing back the ball.

If you dare to move forward, next time I’ll make sure you pay for it.

But Talista didn’t know that Morici really wasn’t prepared for the hit this time.

Morici had been playing more "civilized" football lately and wasn’t ready when he faced someone so shameless.

After passing the ball, he let his guard down, and when Talista hit him, his weight was shifting between his feet.

And Talista’s "gentle nudge" was actually quite a forceful impact on Morici.

You can’t generalize about people’s physical resilience.

The team doctor swiftly came onto the field.

After examination, it was found the place Morici had been kicked by Vent earlier was injured again.

It’s a minor sprain, nothing that would cause delays, but he definitely couldn’t continue in the match.

Moreover... considering that this is a repeated sprain in a short time, Morici was advised to rest for three to five days.

After some negotiation, Morici finally agreed to come off.

Sotu substituted Morici with Versachi.

Actually, if Morici insisted, he could have continued the match.

But Morici is not Lu; a minor sprain, if played on, could turn into a severe one, making it unwise to risk having to rest at home for a month or two.

To avoid future issues, San Remo is willing to be without Morici for this match against Inter Milan.

Of course, while the team doctor was examining Morici’s injury, all of San Remo’s teammates gathered around.

"Sorry, I really didn’t know he was so fragile. If I’d known, I’d have gone easier." Talista was explaining to Lu, but his tone was still mocking.

In his match mindset, he wouldn’t admit a mistake if he made one, let alone when he wasn’t entirely wrong this time.

He didn’t intend to seriously injure Morici; it really was just an accident.

Lu understood Talista’s behavior and didn’t plan to say much more to him, but he assured that Talista would be taken down once before the match was over.

However, Naji couldn’t stand Talista’s arrogant words.

"What the hell are you saying? You injured someone, and you’re saying it’s Morici’s fault?" Naji confronted Talista, bumping into him.

Talista was always a guy who fought more than he played, and he immediately puffed up his chest, showing no weakness: "So what if it’s my fault? I’m talking to your leader, what’s it got to do with you?"

Naji, enraged, said, "You better keep being a boss like that, I’ll make sure to take you out later!"

Talista: "Fine, then you better follow through, or I’ll put you in a hospital bed for a few weeks!"

The Main Referee rushed over to separate the two.

Lu later also held Naji back, telling him to stay calm.

"He’s trying to provoke our anger, stay calm, Naji," Lu said while staring at Talista, "Move along, or later, when I personally take action, not even Jesus can save you!"

Talista gave a cold smile and turned away from the conflict area.

Even though it was an accident, he still "took out" the core player Morici from San Remo.

It had to be said, this was an unexpected surprise.

Yet back in the Inter camp, Talista didn’t receive the praise he expected.

Instead, it was Finger’s complaint: "You’re too aggressive with your challenges. You shouldn’t provoke the San Remo players. They have no pressure in the league, but we do. If they go all out against us, we... we can’t afford the injuries!"

Talista twitched his mouth corner in anger.

So I helped Inter with our chances of winning, and now it’s my fault?

Do you think if I didn’t provoke the San Remo players, they wouldn’t go all out later?

Do you guys really understand what kind of team San Remo is?

Do you know what is a champion?

A champion is always fought for with everything on the line!

Do you think the championship just fell into San Remo’s lap?

In which key match did they not go all out?

Idiots!

Talista ignored Finger.

Everyone has a different battle philosophy, no one at Inter understands him.

Even that Morici he got off the pitch might understand Talista’s mindset better than these Inter people.

A wild boar in the pig pen, he’ll only express anger towards companions long tamed and domesticated, not warmth.

In Talista’s soccer philosophy, no matter how good relationships are off the field, on the field, it’s life or death.

Loneliness!

Looking at this blue-black jersey he was wearing, Talista only felt lonely.

He was fed up with these sheep.

Without these "shameless tactics" of mine, do you guys really think you could mysteriously crush the opponent’s midfield and break down their defense every match?

Go ask those teams we defeated about the bruises and swellings on them, and who the hell caused them!