Italy's goalkeeper held his head with no fear of the head coach's anger, "Coach, we must make a difference in the second half. No one wants to go home before the butt is hot!!"

Donadoni was even more angry at Buffon's attitude, "Gian Luigi, just take care of yourself. Since you haven't told your solution, then, okay, coach Buffon, you are not qualified enough!! I am the coach, I know how to deal with the Dutch!!!"

"I think Andre is fully qualified to go up and kick for a while, his speed..."

"Buffon!! I'll repeat, here!!" Donadoni rudely interrupted the Italian goal. He even called Buffon instead of Gianluigi. "Here, I am the head coach, you just need to guard your goal!!!"

Donadoni almost glared at the Italian gate with an extremely depressing roar, and did not walk towards the locker room. It seemed that the Italian head coach turned around and left.

Donadoni was irritated!!

His head coach's authority was greatly provoked. Once, the former head coach of Livorno thought he had completely won the trust of these meritorious players in the 2006 World Cup. Now, it's all nonsense!!

Donadoni thought Buffon was his supporter. Now, the Italian country’s approach made him feel that it was a kind of betrayal, a kind of naked betrayal!!!

In fact, Buffon's starting point was good, but he completely underestimated a coach who was irritated. It was like the anger that came out of his blood from the farmer whose territory was violated!!

After Cannavaro was injured, he was the captain of Italy. ====Buffon believed that he needed to perform his duties as a captain. He was a person who could do whatever he wanted. Therefore, after a brief meeting between the captain of Italy and Lucatoni and Roma midfielder De Rossi and others, he stood up.

Although, Buffon chose to speak his opinion at the door of the locker room rather than in the locker room publicly. Or the views of the Italian meritorious players.

But. An angry landlord coach is unreasonable...

Buffon returned to the locker room with a pale face, facing the inquiring eyes of his teammates. The Italian national gate shrugged, "He is the leader, it's that simple."

Although Buffon didn't say anything, Xiangnan could already feel that something must have happened. And it must be related to the conversation between Buffon and Donadoni at the door of the locker room just now.

As for the reason why Donadoni left in anger, perhaps only the person involved knew it.

"Andre, your goal now is to fight for the field. Don't get involved in things." Abiatti saw Xiangnandi's puzzled expression and whispered. As a rookie in the Italian national team, Xiangnan understood that he had not yet fully integrated into the core team of this blue warship, and had not been truly accepted.

This core team is mainly composed of meritorious players such as Juventus goalkeeper Buffon, Bayern Munich striker Lucatoni, Milan midfielders Pirlo and Gattuso.

Only those who have real strength and have achieved brilliant glory have the right to speak!!

Only then will it be recognized and accepted more widely and deeply!!

This is a universal truth!!

The door of the locker room was pushed open, and the halftime break was about to end in 5 minutes. Donadoni, who had a dark face, finally appeared.^^   ^^

"Second Half---" Donadoni drew a big red arrow on the tactical board, "Offensive!! What I want is an offense!!!"

He raised his head and looked around at the player. Donadoni tried to regain his dignity and confidence. He felt something. Buffon should not have made the conversation between the two just now public in the locker room, which relieved Donadoni's anger to a certain extent.

Is this a demonstration?

"In the second half, Marco Matrazi, the end of the game, Fabio Grosso came on the court."

Donadoni ignored Matrazi, whose face changed and looked ugly. In fact, if the Italian team's first conceding was hugely controversial, at least, the Inter Milan defender should have a lot of responsibility for the second conceding in the first half. His target was not tight, and Sneijder was able to adjust his shot calmly.

"Fabio, after you come on the court, pay attention to breaking through the wing. You can try cross-transfers. Don't get entangled with Englar. Use Van Bronkhorst's physical fitness and turn as a breakthrough."

Although Donadoni was angry, he still woke up and realized that in the first half, the Dutch team, in fact, performed the best not only in Van Nistruy, who broke the deadlock on the court, nor in Sneijder who expanded the score on the court. Instead, before the game, the Dutch midfielder Englar, who was generally questioned by the media.\\\\\

Englar, who is 196cm tall, is a young midfielder of the Eredivisie midfielder Twente, who is like a moving Great Wall and iron gate in front of Italy's attack. He is excellent in height, completely weakening Lucatoni's physical advantage. Moreover, as a 196cm big man, Englar's passing success rate in the first half was even 100%, which shows that the foot skills of this young midfielder are also very outstanding.

"In the second half, we have to score a goal!! Before the Netherlands scored, score a goal!!" Donadoni glanced at his player, "and then the second goal, equalize, and then take the lead!!!"

The locker room is silent, and you can feel the depression in the locker room in the south, but what you can feel is the vigorous desire to fight in the locker room!!

This desire to fight, even nothing about the player and the head coach, is just the proud and unyielding desire to fight in the bones of the Italian world champion, and the desire for victory and honor of the new national team like Xiangnan!!

After the second half of the game began, the Italian team's offense began to improve.

Grosso is in good shape today, the left back who possessed the soul in the 2006 World Cup seems to be back. It seems that the Italian left back, who performed poorly in the warm-up match, is still more accustomed to this kind of feeling of a big match.

"Grosso!!! Pass beautifully, Luca-Tony!!! Header!!! The ball hit the post and flew out of the baseline. Italy needs a goal now!!!" Tomasi's voice became more and more anxious.****

However, on the big screen of Suez Stadium faithfully recorded the scores and time on the field----

Italy 0:2 Netherlands. 69 minutes!!

At this time, the Italian team made another substitution, and No. 18 Casano replaced No. 16 Camoranesi.

Before the substitution, Donadoni's eyes were between the Sampdoria striker and the south. Wanderers back and forth, and finally, Donadoni made a decision, a wrong decision that was overwhelmed by the Apennines media after the game!!!

At this moment, in Donadoni's mind, Buffondi's words, like a salamander constantly sucking blood, swam around--I think Andre is fully qualified to go up and kick for a while. His speed...

"Damn it, do you really think you are Coach Buffon?!!!"

The mineral water bottle under Donadoni's feet was kicked away by the head coach of the Italian national team and landed next to the fourth official. The fourth official looked at the head coach of the Italian national team with a pale face and frowned, saying nothing, maybe, in the heart of the fourth official--

"Forget it, he is already unlucky enough. Forgive him this time. The Virgin teaches us to be kind to others..."

Uh... To be honest, Italy now needs bloodthirsty genes as crazy as wolves!!!

"God testified!!! He must have sneezed just now. When Pirlo's free kick was about to hit the net behind Van der Sar's head, he strangely missed it, less than 2cm away from the goal!!!" Justin yelled with his head in his arms.**   ***

Xiangnan was almost jumping up to celebrate. Pirlo's free kick passed a wonderful arc. Just as he was about to pass Van der Sar's ten fingers, he suddenly changed direction and rubbed the crossbar and went out of the baseline. The goal kick!

Just when Italy misses goals and sighs after losing money ---

"gl!!! The ball is in! Van Bronkhorst's easy header!! Italy is over, 0:3!!! It's all over together!!! This is destined to be an Italian nightmare!! I hope this damn nightmare wakes up early!!!"

At 79 minutes of the game, with Justin's desperate wailing sounds over Suez Stadium, the Dutch's crazy goals and celebration scenes were repeatedly played on the big screen of Suez Stadium--

Just when the Italian team was still missing the free kick that was a slight difference just now, the Dutch team once again initiated a classic counterattack---

Van der Sar directly kicked the ball with his big foot, and the ball flew over half of the Suez Stadium. Dutch midfielder Englar leaned against Panucci, used his height to control the ball. As soon as he stopped with his chest, he then picked his right foot lightly. The ball crossed Panucci and reached Van Persie's feet with a wonderful arc.

Van Persie controlled the ball and broke through at high speed along the left. At this moment, in front of the Dutch, there was only the goal with Buffon in hand. At this time, Van Persie keenly noticed Kuyt, who was in a better position, and directly rubbed his right foot with a hidden foot--

Kuyt, who was inserted on the right, shot with a clever shot. After Buffon was saved, Van Bronkhorst easily headed the ball in front of the goal. The ball slowly hit the Italian goal!!

The black and white elves swayed behind Buffon for the third time, with dazzling waves!!!

"I can't believe my eyes. 0:3, the European Cup trip to Italy for the world champion Italy began like this. Is it April Fool's Day?" Thomassi viciously spitted out the throat lozenges in his mouth, his voice was hoarse.

"I don't know if it's April Fool's Day, I just know that after today's game, Italy will become a laughing stock in the world. Look. Tsk tsk, the Frenchman has something to say. If the Frenchman miraculously beat the Netherlands in the next game, then damn Domeneck, I don't know what kind of stinky farts to release!!!"

In Justin's mind, there were 7 dwarfs dancing repeatedly, lined up, as if they were Domeneck's big mouth--

"I just said that in the 2006 World Cup, we should be from France. Damn the Italians despicable stole our crown

Justin couldn't help but shivering, it was so terrible!!

This is simply the doomsday of the Apennine Peninsula!!

Thinking about the hateful face of the old cow eating tender grass, the Italians got goosebumps all over their bodies!!! A big question mark above the blue ocean was infinitely magnified---

"Who will save you, my Blue Legion?!!!"

The Italian fans at the scene were already full of despair. Now, they need a goal. Although it has nothing to do with the overall situation, at least ---

This is the 2006 World Cup champion, the winner of Hercules Cup, and the 4-star Italian fig leaf...

Before the game, no one would have thought that he would fall into such a pitiful situation...

This is really tragic!!! The live footage found the Italian national team head coach Donadoni--

The Italian head coach who appeared on the big screen of the stadium was completely dusty. No one expected that the game would be like this...

Donadoni already felt the coldness in his heart...

Xiangnan was also stunned and jumped up from the bench. He did not expect that the team was defeated so badly, which could be described as the word shame in Italy.

Although the game has not ended yet, no one will start with the European Cup in Italy and end with a shameful score of 0:3...

Unless, Italy can score a goal!!!

Xiangnan's heart could not stop a desire to fight. This feeling made the blood vessels in his body tense tightly, his eyes shiny, and his fists clenched tightly!!!

At this time, Xiangnan was extremely nervous and eager, and did not notice that Donadoni's eyes had been on him for a long time----

Finally, the Italian head coach made a decision that was almost impossible to make--
Chapter completed!