[Argentine National Radio]
[Maria Fernando]
"Dear viewers, I'm now outside Lusail Stadium."
"And waiting here with me for the national team players to come out is this whole crowd behind me—so many fans!"
"The China national football team's—meaning the Argentina national team's—match has already ended. It's truly regrettable that they failed to deliver a result everyone was satisfied with, but we can see that our Argentina national team gave it their all in today's match."
Maria said, "The 20,000—well, more than 20,000—Argentina fans here at the stadium stayed with the China national football team, stayed with our blue-and-white army..."
"Did they deserve us?!"
"..."
Maria, microphone in hand, jumped in fright as a fan wearing a blue-and-white Adidas jersey suddenly barged into the shot. "Did they deserve us? Refund! Refund! Trash Argentina, fuck your mother, refund!"
"...The fans here are a little emotional. Although our national team's performance in this match..."
"Refund!"
The fan snatched the microphone straight from her. "I flew here from Buenos Aires, with a layover in Hong Kong. Do you know how much I spent on plane tickets? Do you know how much I spent just to get a ticket for the first match?"
"And then what did I see?"
"Trash! Trash! Argentina is trash!!!"
Several dozen Argentine middle-aged men surrounded the reporter, scaring her so badly that she didn't dare move. "But our players' performance was still..."
"Fuck their performance! Lautaro Martínez! What the hell was Lautaro Martínez doing?"
A fan with blue-and-white paint on his face squeezed forward. "Was Lautaro Martínez even useful up front? Was he a spy sent by the other side? They told him to pass to Lionel Messi, so why did he insist on dribbling and shooting himself? Does he even know how to shoot?"
"..."
"And those idiot midfielders