In Fulham's dugout, Senderos noticed that head coach Martin Jol had turned his attention back to the pitch. Only then did he turn his head around again, his heart filled with shame. Clearly, no one had noticed anything strange about him, yet he still felt as though countless gazes were stabbing his face like steel needles.
In truth, he couldn't accept this version of himself either, but he really had no choice.
For some reason, every time he encountered Su Dong, he felt afraid. At its worst, he would even tremble all over.
It was the lowly mindset of the weak when facing an invincible powerhouse.
He hated it. He preferred the fearless version of himself from back then—the one who would fight desperately on the pitch even if it meant bleeding.
That was the real Felipe Senderos!
But he truly couldn't control himself.
Su Dong was like a nightmare hidden in the deepest recesses of his heart. Every time he thought of him, the nightmare devoured his soul, leaving his hands and feet cold as though he were facing the apocalypse.
Sometimes, when he awoke from a nightmare in the dead of night, he couldn't help dreaming of the miserable scene of being sent flying by Su Dong with a single collision.
It was a nightmare he would never be able to escape for the rest of his life—not until he retired.
Su Dong was soon substituted onto the pitch, replacing Džeko.
This was also the first time this season that Su Dong had partnered with Agüero.
After hugging Džeko on the sideline, Su Dong sprinted straight onto the pitch and waved at Zabaleta.
The Argentinian defender wanted to hand the captain's armband to Su Dong, but Su Dong felt there was no need.
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