Inzaghi said sulkily, "Kevin's life is truly amazing; sometimes, I wish I were him."
"Don't be too greedy as a person. Fans would also want to become the good-looking world champion Inzaghi."
Gattuso said.
He didn't understand what Inzaghi had to be discontented about. The life of a football player was already much more exciting than that of an average person. Gattuso was very grateful for everything football had brought him.
"Damn it, 'beautiful' is not the word to describe me; handsome, understand, handsome!"
Inzaghi protested.
"Alright, the handsome Filippo, and the even more handsome Kevin. You can't even compete with Kevin's looks, no wonder you're jealous of him."
Gattuso nodded.
"What jealousy? I am not jealous of Kevin. After all, we are the Three Musketeers of Milan!"
Inzaghi defended, "I'm just emotional because Kevin has won everything; he might really be God's son."
"You can't just look at the positives."
