Christoph Metzelder.

  As the former German national team's main center - back, but also once Dortmund's meritorious captain.

  At the age of 30 this year, although his strength has declined, but even so.

  He is still one of the most powerful center-back in Bundesliga.

  Aymer's kicked pass had arced to him.

  As Metzelder jumped, he realized that Frankfurt forward Lode and Tzavellas were already jumping alongside him.

  While the two men were fighting for the header, Tzavellas covertly pulled Metzelder's jersey with his right hand in the air.

  Metzelder lost his center of gravity.

  The soccer ball also flew into the eyes of several people at the exact same time.

  Lost Metzelder this obstacle, Lode is also easy to grab the first point, and then hard head on top of the soccer ball.

  On this ball, Lode's power was extremely hard.

  After the soccer ball changed direction, it flew to the goal like lightning.

  Neuer in front of the goal did not even make any reaction.

  The soccer ball went into the net.

  “Beep!”

  A whistle blew, and the referee also pointed his finger at Midfield, signaling that the goal was valid.

  The moment they heard the whistle, the entire Commercial Bank Stadium immediately boiled over.

  The Frankfurt fans, who were still depressed because of Su's goal, celebrated wildly with raised eyebrows.

  They all waved their scarves with the Frankfurt team logo in their hands.

  Only at that moment.

  Metzelder was furious.

  He angrily rushed towards Tzavellas, who had turned around and was about to go celebrate together.

  “You coward, to use such underhanded tactics.”

  Facing Tzavellas, who had dragged him, Metzelder directly opened fire.

  Just now in the penalty area, the referee didn't see it, but Schalke's players had a clear view of it.

  In an instant, H?wedes, Peer Kluge and Neuer rushed to the referee one by one.

  “That ball was just fouled!!!”

  “The damn thing pulled Metzelder with his hand!”

  Neuer said, pointing at Tzavellas!

  Faced with the referee's unfair call, the players couldn't help but complain, knowing that there was no possibility of changing the call.

  At this moment, Metzelder was still at Tzavellas' side.

  Tzavellas, on the contrary, pretended to be innocent and raised his hands high.

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  Frankfurt's players were the first to gather around as they watched their teammate being mobbed.

  Defensive midfielder Pirmin Schwegler even directly blocked in front of Tzavellas.

  “What do you want to do, you swept away punk!”

  Hearing this, Metzelder, who was already furious, immediately acted like he had gone crazy.

  You have to realize how devastating those words are to a Real Madrid Club de Fútbol outcast.

  The last thing Metzelder, who was disowned by Mourinho and returned to the Bundesliga, wants to talk about is his time at Real Madrid Club de Fútbol.

  But Pirmin Schwegler's comment was specifically designed to rub salt in the wound by poking Metzelder directly in the soft spot.

  “You fucking dick, you want to get your ass kicked?”

  Metzelder's left hand tore Pirmin Schwegler's clothes, directly raised his casserole-sized fist, making a gesture to koPirmin Schwegler.

  Pirmin Schwegler didn't give in and pushed Metzelder's face with his right hand.

  The two were about to go at it.

  At this time, originally in Midfielder's Su suddenly ran up.

  Fighting, this kind of thing, he is good at ah, his own teammates dry fight, must be on ah.

  And his target was Pirmin Schwegler, who had just pushed Metzelder directly.

  The players of the two teams got together even more frantically and pushed each other!

  It looked like Su was about to rush into the crowd.

  Suddenly a figure hugged Su at the back.

  “Don't go in, you have a yellow card on you!”

  Holding Su, Raul also hurriedly said in Su's ear.

  Hearing this, Su also suddenly reacted, he already had a yellow card for this strip celebration, if he had another one, he would be in trouble.

  Su calmed down.

  Raul was also relieved.

  “Beep!”

  “Beep!”

  Looking at the situation, the main referee also sounded his whistle at this time.

  The main referee, who rushed into the crowd, directly pulled out the red card from his pocket without saying a word.

  First to Metzelder, who raised his fist, and then immediately turned around and flashed it to Pirmin Schwegler, who was overhanded.

  Fifty cards on each side.

  These two red cards were issued.

  Originally came a little impulsive players of both teams immediately calmed down.

  Especially looking at the referee is still looking for the next active head out of the target, the two teams are immediately scattered.

  Magath on the sidelines was also furious when he saw his team concede a goal and was sent off.

  But although he was furious, Magath was very honest and did not go to The fourth official to complain about anything.

  At this time, he did not want to be the head of the head of the referee, and then sentenced by the referee out of the field for no reason.

  “Hey, Metzelder is a bit uncool!”

  “The ball was indeed fouled by Frankfurt first, but this Tzavellas guy was too cunning, and when he committed the foul, he specifically turned his back to avoid the referee!”

  “The referee couldn't see Tzavellas' hand movements from this position!”

  “Now that the goal has been counted, there's no need for Metzelder to dwell on it!”

  “And Su, you've already got a yellow card, and you're still charging so hard, thanks to Raul's extra vigilance!”

  “Still too young ah, this kind of situation, don't move towards the pile of people, look at others hiding in the corner Uchida Atsuto.”

  “In this kind of situation, it's a complete non-issue! That's the right attitude!”

  Duan watched the slow-mo replay and also grimaced!

  -[Haha, Duan, I suspect you're saying the opposite, but I have no proof!

  -[Su, this brother can handle it. Something's really up.]

  -[Haha, Duan is right, it's all Su's fault for being too young, but how can you call this young man young if he's not impulsive?

  -Uchida Atsuto is the only one in FC Schalke 04 who doesn't have any action, and he doesn't even have any intention of getting into the crowd, so he's sober!

  -[I wonder what Su would have done if he'd gone for it? I don't know what Su would have done if he'd gone in there. He's too small to take a punch from Pirmin Schwegler.

  -That's not necessarily true. Sometimes fights aren't about the body.

  -Su has won so many firsts, he could have gotten the Bundesliga record for the youngest red card!

  -[Crap, upstairs, you're too harsh.]]

  -[Haha, you've reminded me that Su's Achievement Collection is +1!

  Thirty-fifth minute of the match!

  Both teams have been sent off at the same time, one each, for a clash!

  The number of players on the field is 10:10!

  And the score is 2:2!

  This time, it can be said that the two teams are back on the same starting line again.

  After watching their players walk into the players' tunnel, Magath and Stil Hall immediately rearranged their formation.

  On Schalke's side, Klaas - Jan Huntelaar was replaced by Sergio Escudero.

  On the other side, Frankfurt didn't make any substitutions, but just had the teamattacking midfielder Tzavellas dropped back and stood in as thedefensive midfielder.

  “That's good to see!”

  “Both single DEFENSIVE MIDFIELDER single ATTACKING MIDFIELDER, here comes the individual duel between Su and Kittel!”

  This change of formation.

  Both teams bizarrely played single-attacking midfielder.

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