Carlos, with the help of Pepe, teamed up to steal the ball from Ronaldo's feet, and the team immediately launched a counterattack!

"Sporting de Gijon counterattacked! Their attack was very fast! Real Madrid was tracking back, but the defenders were a beat slower! Ribery cut inside, shot, and was blocked! Di Natale passed the ball diagonally

Blanco, great! Carlos was passed! He passed! Diego Milito! Header -! Beautiful! Casillas has the ball firmly in his hands!"

Carlos was pulled by Javier Blanco, and his spiking action was passed, almost causing the ball to be conceded.

Casillas was a little dissatisfied with the performance of the Brazilian veteran, but the young Casillas had nothing to say.

On the sidelines, Real Madrid's Brazilian coach Rosenborg called Guti's name.

Luxenberg saw it more clearly. This time, Guti failed to follow Javier Blanco, giving Blanco a chance to challenge Carlos.

"You almost gave this eighteen-year-old boy a chance to make a name for himself at the Bernabeu!" Luxenberg shouted to Guti, and then he made a gesture of crossing his arms, "Keep an eye on him!"

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Guti walked back to the court with an unkind expression, his eyes fixed on Javier Blanco.

Eighteen-year-old Javier Blanco felt the deep malice. The young man looked at Guti without fear.

There seemed to be fire in the eyes of both parties.

Guti snorted and walked away. He wanted to teach this boy a lesson.

Blanco spat on the ground. This action was seen by Guti, whose eyes were full of murderous intent.

Blanco took another sip of biaji on the ground. Then he left with his head held high. He looked towards the sidelines, and the smile on the leader's face flashed away...

PS: I'm asking for some monthly tickets, but I got ripped off and fell off the monthly ticket list.
Chapter completed!