As long as there's one expression that's not quite right, he's ready to give Ballack a slap.
"No, I'm just not used to it."
Ballack explained.
In Germany, he had an average relationship with his teammates because he was an East German player.
Over time, it just became like that.
"Well, you can change; next time Kevin creates a goal, step up and celebrate actively."
Ramos said, patting Ballack on the shoulder.
Ballack:...
A man in his thirties, yet being schooled by a youngster.
Ballack glanced at Huang Kaiwen, forget it, endure it.
Originally, Mourinho didn't like him much, the number ten was evidently more favored by the coach.
"I'll try my best."
Ballack nodded and said.
Robbie Keane, like a zombie, kicked off again.
He was completely numb.
Today's match is just fucking constant kick-offs.
After returning the pass, he immediately charged forward, straight to the front of Chelsea's penalty area.
Anyway, it's not his fault if teammates can't pass.
