"Damn! Almost got cooked in here!"
As soon as Icardi walked into the dressing room, the first thing he did was take off his shirt and throw it on the ground.
The shirt was soaked with several pounds of sweat, so heavy that when it hit the floor, it made a crisp "clap" sound!
Many players who entered the dressing room afterward also took off their jerseys.
Sweat was pouring down the players' necks and chests like rain, filling the entire dressing room with a sour stench.
Even Berni, the third goalkeeper who sat on the sidelines, couldn't stop complaining. He was on his third towel for wiping sweat.
Gualin, the culprit whose intercepted pass directly led to conceding a goal, was sullen and downcast.
As soon as he entered the dressing room, he went straight to the central air conditioning panel on the wall, pressing it nonstop.
A "whoosh" of air blew out, and Gualin stood on his toes, reached out, and then loudly called out the name of the stadium administrator:
