Chapter 685 The number one signing target
"Kamala, what are you doing, you bastard!?"
In a simple locker room, someone was accusing a player sitting in front of him. The person being accused was a black and white man with dreadlocks, with three-dimensional features and a slightly darker complexion.
He seemed nonchalant in the face of criticism from his teammates.
"Why didn't you pass the ball to me just now? I'm in a better position than you! You should have passed the ball to me so we could equalize the score! And now the responsibility for our loss is all on you! Because you are selfish, Don’t pass the ball to me!”
Ismael Kamara leaned against his wall, head held high, looking at the ceiling at a 45-degree angle, not looking squarely at the player who accused him.
"Why pass it to you? You can't score..." he curled his lips and said.
"What the hell are you talking about? Who said I can't score?!" The opponent's hand almost poked Kamara in the face.
Kamara finally glanced at Nicolas Farina, who was pointing at him: "Am I wrong, Farina? As the team's main center, you have only scored seven goals in one season, and you still have Do you have the nerve to let me pass the ball to you? I’m not stupid, of course I’ll do it myself.”
"Then you didn't even get in!" Farina said angrily.
Kamala spread her hands: "Yeah, since none of us have entered, then why should I pass it on to you? If I do it myself, wouldn't I make a profit if I enter?"
Farina was furious when he heard this, and he punched the sinister Kamara.
After Kamala was punched in the face, he was not to be outdone and got up to fight back.
The two men struggled together.
It alarmed the watching teammates in the locker room. Some of them tried to step forward and pull the two people apart: "Stop fighting!" "Stop! We are all teammates, don't fight among ourselves..."
Some people were booing and yelling: "Pull his pigtails!" "Go around and around him! Don't hit him head-on!" "Farina taught that kid a lesson, I already dislike him!"
There were also people who kept themselves safe and stayed far away, just looking around.
Some people sneaked out of the locker room and ran to find the head coach...
The whole locker room was in chaos.
Until a middle-aged man with a big belly squeezed in from the outside, pulled away the people outside, and finally rushed to the two people who were fighting, one in each hand, trying to separate them: "Stop it!!"
At this moment, Farina swung a left hook at Kamara, who deftly ducked his neck and dodged. But Farina could no longer hold back his strength and punched the middle-aged man firmly in the face...
Bang!
The middle-aged man fell down on his back with a nosebleed.
There was an exclamation in the locker room: "Coach!!"
The two people who were fighting were also stunned. Kamara looked down at the head coach lying on the ground, and then said to Farina, who was in a daze: "Farina, you are dead. I tell you, you are like this." This time it’s really dead.”
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The shabby locker room was no longer as noisy and chaotic as before. Now there were only two people left in the dimly lit room: Ismail Kamara and the middle-aged man with a ball of paper stuffed in his nostrils.
Kamala was still sitting in her seat, raising one foot, kneeling on the edge of the stool, resting her hand on her knee, and playing with her dreadlocks with the other hand.
Sitting in front of the locker in the locker room opposite him was a middle-aged man with messy hair and injuries on his face. Looking very embarrassed.
Seeing this, Kamara couldn't help laughing: "Coach, you look like this, I thought you were the one who fought with Farina just now..."
The middle-aged man, Kevin Pilot, the head coach of this team, heard Kamara say this and glared at him fiercely: "Why are you fighting with Farina?"
"He said I wouldn't pass the ball to him," Kamara shrugged. "Then put all the responsibility for the team's loss of the game on me."
"So you hit him?"
"He was the one who made the first move, and I was forced to fight back, coach."
Looking at Kamara's look, Pilot sighed: "Ismail, football is a collective sport. You should pass the ball to Farina."
"Even if he can't get in at all?" Kamala asked.
Pilot nodded: "Yes, even if he can't score. You have to pass it to him, because he is your teammate. You have to learn to trust your teammates, even if their talents are far inferior to yours. It only depends on you. There is no way to win the game.”
"I will pass the ball to my teammates, but I will not pass it to Farina, because he is a waste in front of the goal." Kamara snorted. "I don't understand why someone like him can be the team's main center..."
"Because we in Flanders are a team in the third tier of the French league." Pilot said. "Ismail, you are indeed very talented. A person with your talent should not be playing here. But I still want to say that if you are always arrogant, no matter where you go, you will not be able to play football here." It will end well...don’t play in the remaining games of this season and just calm down.”
Kamala asked: "What about Farina? He was the one who struck first."
"Like you, he is suspended until the end of the season."
Kamala raised her hands: "I have no objection."
Seeing how nonchalant he was about this punishment, Pilot shook his head and turned to leave.
Kamala was the only one left in the locker room. The sunlight came in from the small window above the locker room and was cut into beams of light by the iron railings.
Projected right at Kamara's feet.
He looked at the sunlight cut into long strips on the floor and twitched his lips.
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Leeds City director of football Nevin Ball received news that surprised him.
The scout he sent to France to follow Ismail Kamara told him there was no way he could make any scouting report.
Because Kamara was banned from the Flemish team!
The reason is unknown, but it is said that there may have been a fight with teammates in the locker room...
Naven was shocked when he heard the news.
Fighting with teammates? !
What kind of weird thing did Matt Dawn find for Tony Clark?
Such a person can be ranked first on that list!
What did Clark see in him?
"Boss, what should we do now?" The scout's voice on the other end of the phone interrupted Naven's meditation.
He sighed: "Come back first, there is nothing to observe..."
After hanging up the phone, Nevin thought for a moment and still didn't call Clark, who had already led the team to play an away game in London.
Whether it's Matt Dawn or Tony Clark, both of them have proven their vision and ability with Hu Lai, so you might as well continue to trust them.
Anyway...even if this Kamara turns out to be a parallel importer, the club won't lose much money.
Thinking of a player from the third-tier French league, he is not expensive and his salary is not too high.
Nevin turned his attention to several other signing targets on the list.
Originally, he thought these people were weird enough, but now that Ismael Kamara was there to pave the way, he suddenly felt that those people were much more normal.
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In the thirty-seventh round of the league, the away challenge to London Mars was Leeds City's first game after successfully relegation.
Since relegation, the atmosphere in the team has become very relaxed.
Even Clark gave the team a rare holiday and did not let the entire main lineup go to the away game.
Most of them are substitute players and youth team players.
Hu Lai also did not start in this game.
Because all of them came on the bench, and the players' mentality was completely relaxed, Leeds City lost to London Mars 0:2 in the away game.
But this no longer affects their relegation, even if their league ranking dropped from fourteenth to fifteenth after the last round of league games.
Hu Lai was not substituted until ten minutes left in the game.
No goals were scored.
It doesn’t matter, Chinese fans and media are still immersed in his hat trick in the last round of the league, just like a full meal can last three days. Hu Lai didn’t score in this round of league, so he didn’t score... …
This defeat did not affect the mood of the Leeds City players at all.
On the way back to Leeds from London, everyone was talking excitedly about the final match at home to the Hudders, in which they would welcome another player back.
Hudes forward Lorraine Peretz was transferred from Leeds City in the winter transfer window.
Oh, by the way, North London Wanderers, who are competing to qualify for the Champions League next season, were once again upset in this round of the league. They lost to Boscombe 0:1 away from home. There is still one round left in the league. , only one point ahead of fifth-place Warship Port. (End of chapter)