"What are you saying, we’re teammates!"
Guti said, covering his eyes and laughing.
The laughter aggravated his injury, and Guti inhaled sharply as Ramos and Cassano burst out laughing upon seeing him.
In the final stages of the match, neither side was able to score again.
But as the players walked back, another conflict broke out.
Intentionally delaying, the refereeing team entered the player’s tunnel, and the players quickly dispersed and ran back to the locker room.
"Let’s go, Kevin, to the press conference,"
Capello said after entering the locker room.
Huang Kaiwen replied, taking off his shoes.
He vigorously rubbed the soles of his shoes on his jersey and socks several times before bending down to put his shoes back on.
Cassano gave Huang Kaiwen a thumbs-up.
Deservedly the only player in the world more exceptional than him, smart just like Antonio Cassano himself.
Aguirre almost simultaneously arrived at the press conference.
He snorted coldly at Capello and walked up to the stage; Huang Kaiwen followed Capello and sat down at the table.
The reporters, like sharks that had smelled blood, frantically asked their questions, eager not to be last.
"Fabio, tell us your view on the match, what caused today’s game to spiral out of control?"
"Mr. Aguirre, it’s been said that Atletico Madrid’s staff found weapons in the player’s tunnel, is that true?"
"Kevin, Kevin, you’ve always defended Ramos, but this is his fourth direct red card this season, what do you think that indicates?"
"The Archbishop of the Archdiocese of Milan said you are leading Real Madrid astray; what do you have to say, Mr. Capello?"
Javier Aguirre angrily said, "This wasn’t even a match, the Real Madrid players turned it into a bloodbath, they are not worthy of the Real Madrid jersey. Several of my players were injured in the clashes, and as for the weapons found after the match, I can tell you it’s true. I never knew players would bring weapons to a football game."
Capello snorted through his nose and slammed the table, turning to point at Aguirre and shouted, "Damn it, it was you who changed the nature of the match. I don’t see anything wrong with Real Madrid’s players. In the United Kingdom, there’s a saying, ’man’s game,’ which is a reminder from British players to their tackled opponents not to complain and to tackle back if they can. Your players started the tackling, so Real Madrid’s players tackled back, what’s the problem with that? When you want to play nicely, Real Madrid is the best team, but if you want to fight, Real Madrid’s players won’t back down!"
Huang Kaiwen felt like giving Capello a round of applause.
It was beautifully said.
The attitude was tough, reasonable, and well-articulated; top coaches are indeed impressive.
Knowing he was at fault, Aguirre said, "Regardless, players carrying weapons is not permissible and must be dealt with seriously."
"Then bring out the evidence,"
Capello said uncompromisingly.
The atmosphere at the press conference was somewhat stiff.
"Fabio, do you have any response to the Archbishop’s statement?"
"I have nothing much to say. The Pope once said: In the face of divine revelation, reason and faith are neither unrelated nor opposed, they are both necessary to understand the significance of the revelation, to accept its true message, and to approach the threshold of mystery. I have the right to freedom of religion, and any religion that can comfort the soul is acceptable, should be rationally viewed, and other beliefs respected,"
Capello adjusted his glasses and said.
Finding no new scoops on Capello, the reporters shifted their focus.
"Kevin, what do you have to say about Ramos and the red cards incurred by Real Madrid players?"
Huang Kaiwen pulled the microphone closer, smiled, and said, "The coach just explained everything, so I don’t have much to add. If you insist that I say something, I once read a quote from Alexander the Great in a book: ’When the sword of justice is swung, the cries of the wicked are inevitable!’"
"So do you mean to say Atletico Madrid’s players are the wicked ones?"
"You can understand it that way, or interpret it in other ways,"
Huang Kaiwen said with a smile, "There’s no need to dwell on this question repeatedly. My teammates are not bad people; in their lives, they are kind and loving individuals. Nigel has a master’s degree in economics, Sergio got accepted into university this summer, Aryang Robben and Wesley Sneijder are still with their high school sweethearts and got married. Antonio Cassano once helped fans in Rome, Casillas is very supportive of the disadvantaged... Real Madrid is a team of high quality and emotional depth, I don’t think a few red cards should change the nature of our team."
The reporters below didn’t quite know how to react,
because the players Huang Kaiwen spoke of seemed very unfamiliar to them.
"Then whom do you think should be punished more in this instance?"
Huang Kaiwen raised his eyebrows and said, "In conflicts on the field, both teams should be sanctioned, but we should understand one thing, the person who instigated everything should be severely punished."
Javier Aguirre, slamming the table, got up and left the press conference.
Capello clapped for Huang Kaiwen, feeling that his close protégé had spoken excellently.
By the time he got home it was past 8 p.m., a suitable time for dinner in either Italy or Spain.
Dinner was still grilled meat.
This simple yet engaging meal was very appropriate when there were many people.