Ancelotti said with an awkward smile, "The lucky feathers sold out earlier, but that Algerian guaranteed that lucky armpit hair works too."
Huang Kaiwen: ...
Huang Kaiwen could only force himself to warm up.
While Ancelotti was not paying attention, he tossed away the "lucky armpit hair."
Seeing an extra black line at the corner of Nesta's mouth, Huang Kaiwen pretended nothing had happened.
As he waited by the touchline to be substituted on, Huang Kaiwen chose to draw a card.
[Ding, obtained: 1999–2000 Premier League, Round 7, Manchester United vs. Southampton, Massimo Taibi Single-Match Experience Card]
Fuck.
What did it mean when it never rained but it poured?
He had flexed with a Manchester United legend last match, only to suffer the backlash of one of Manchester United's flops this time?
Unfortunately, Huang Kaiwen knew this Taibi.
Drawing a goalkeeper was bad enough.
But this Taibi was a complete scrub!
He was also one of Manchester United's butterfingers between the posts.
After Peter Schmeichel retired, Manchester United's goalkeeper spot had been a revolving door of disasters for a long time.
Taibi was one of them.
Huang Kaiwen would not have been this desperate even if he had drawn a Dutch or Brazilian goalkeeper.
Goalkeepers from those two countries had often started out as forwards when they were young.
Their technique at their feet was not bad.
But drawing this useless flop with no ability to play the ball out meant he was screwed today.
Rui Costa hugged Huang Kaiwen as he prepared to come off.
Noticing that Huang Kaiwen did not look well, he asked with concern, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Are you sure? Good, then. If you feel unwell, tell the coach. We can only rely on you now. Keep it up!" Rui Costa patted Huang Kaiwen's