“Get out of the fucking way, worm.”

He grabbed your shoulder tightly, yanking you back sharply, making you fall, colliding with the synthetic grass and stealing the ball.

You could see the irritation he had for you since you arrived in Bastard München.

You didn't follow his wishes or play for him. You didn't think about anyone but yourself and your good.

You have broken his hierarchy, making it clear to him that you would never play for him.

And Kaiser hated that shit to death.