"Nice shot, Nasri, nice shot!"
"Keep them guessing with the next play, good job!"
"We all love you, Nasri!"
"Nasri, are you thinking about the girl you picked up at the club last night?"
Thanks to the advanced and bold stands design, the Premier League stadiums have seats extremely close to the field.
The Chelsea fans in the front row on the sidelines at Stanford Stadium were only about ten meters away from Nasri. Their ironic cheers echoed clearly in Nasri's ears.
"How was I supposed to know he'd pass it to me!"
Nasri said to Toure, feeling wronged.
Toure covered his face with his hand, looking disappointed and frustrated.
"There was such a big gap, Tang's pass was so perfect, you were one-on-one as soon as you got the ball. What a great opportunity wasted, and you're still making excuses, seriously!"
Thinking back, he had even taken this kid Nasri to the coach Pellegrini's office to complain about Tang Long. Toure blushed with embarrassment.
