'Why is this so painful, Catherine? You said it wasn't that serious.'
'I've gotten into a few scuffles but none of them had an aftermath that felt like this.'
"Hey, Dave."
The goalkeeper slowly opened his eyes to see Mateo squatting over him with his hand placed on his shoulder.
He was still groaning slowly with his right hand placed on his twisted ankle.
Mateo was boiling inside now, he knew Jonas had done what he did on purpose, that slide was so uncalled for.
"It was just a rondo, not a match where you had to bring down the opponent by all means, and even at that, you got to the ball and still decided to go for his leg." The winger said before shooting a glare at the left back.
