Football giants

Chapter 189 Tremble, Manchester United!

"Zlatan, tomorrow we will go north to London, is there anything you want to say to Saints fans?"

In front of Stapletwood's training building, Charlene Lahiri pointed the microphone at Zlatan Ibrahimovic.

"I'll answer like this? Do you want to put a POSS?"

The Swedes don't think their look is cool enough or stylish enough.

"No, just answer it directly. We are in the newspaper, not on TV."

Charlene Lahiri broke down a bit.

This team is a bunch of weirdos.

"Oh, but I still think we should be more confident." Ibrahimovic said with a smile.

Behind him, a group of teammates quit immediately and booed one after another.

"Zlatan, I think you will look more stylish if you take off your clothes and run around naked!"

"Yes, I promise, if you dare to run naked, God will be touched by you."

"Show off those strong muscles, and thousands of girls will be popular for you!"

"No, I think Zlatan's chest muscles seem to be drooping now!"

"Dropping? No way?"

Ibrahimovic quit after listening.

"Who is dying! You are the only one! Your whole family is dying!"

As he said that, he pulled up his jersey, revealing a body of strong muscles, with an eight-pack abdomen and two big chests, strong!

The male photographer who followed Charlene Lahiri showed a salivating expression.

So strong, so lean!

If this man is used for sex, it's the best!
After the Swede joined Southampton, instead of being complacent, he worked harder to train.

Because he himself knows very well that age will become his worst enemy.

Therefore, he must do his best to maintain the peak competitive state and at the same time help Southampton rise strongly.

This season he is the top scorer in League One and the player with the most goals in the English League.

"Okay, okay, hurry up, hurry up, I'm in a hurry!"

Charlene Lahiri knew that this group of guys were used to messing around, so they had to be serious.

Through her relationship with Yang Huan, she has a good relationship with Southampton, and she will get an interview opportunity before every game.

This time it was the FA Cup final against Manchester United, and both she and the Southern Echo took pre-match visits very seriously.

"Well, Manchester United is the champion, and Southampton is also the champion. We are also champions. We will use the final to prove that we are more valuable than Manchester United. Let Ferguson's triple crown, go to hell!"

As soon as Ibrahimovic finished speaking, there was a burst of applause behind him.

"Well, Zlatan, well said!"

"Yes, to hell with Ferguson's Triple Crown!"

"That's too good to say, Ferguson is mad!"

This season's Premier League is basically over, and the championship belongs to Manchester United, there is no suspense.

The real suspense is that in addition to winning the Premier League title, Manchester United also reached the finals of the FA Cup and the Champions League.

Manchester United's treble won the league, FA Cup and Champions League.

That was also the only real triple crown in the history of the Premier League.

"Next!" Charlene Lahiri felt Ibrahimovic's confidence and shouted with a smile.

Following Ibrahimovic is the team's main core Neymar.

After the Brazilian genius joined Southampton, he once performed relatively mediocrely, but as he gradually integrated into the team, his performance became better and better. Now he has become the team's No. [-] attacker after Zlatan Ibrahimovic.

"Reassure all Saints fans, we will be bringing home the first treble in club history from London!"

After speaking, Neymar also made a gesture of victory.

This immediately ushered in a burst of applause for him.

Southampton also won the League One title and the English League Championship this season.

As long as you win the FA Cup again, it will be considered a treble.

"In front of our great saints, the Little Red Devil will not have any chance!" Vidal shouted vigorously.

"Okay, well said!"

"We must insist on attacking, attacking, attacking again, and use offense to destroy the Red Devils Manchester United!"

"We are fearless saints, Manchester United bastards, tremble!"

"The heroic Southampton will crush the cowardly Manchester United!"

The players were interviewed by Charlene Lahiri one by one, and the slogans were all shouted loudly.

From their words, Charlene Lahiri could feel a strong sense of confidence and fighting spirit.

After eliminating many Premier League teams, including Arsenal and Chelsea, and a [-]-[-] away game against Bolton in the semi-finals, the confidence and fighting spirit of this Saints team have been raised to a higher level.

In August last year, this team suffered consecutive defeats at the beginning. Who would have thought that it would be able to get to where it is today?
After the players were interviewed, they went straight to the parking lot, picked up their cars, and went home.

"almost."

After interviewing the last player, the day's work is almost over.

All that is left is for the newspaper to sort it out, and these interviews will appear on the headlines of tomorrow's front page.

The Southern Echo is going to use this report to cheer for Southampton's Northern Expedition at noon tomorrow!

"Are there any leaks?" Charlene Lahiri asked.

Assistants immediately began counting the list of players interviewed.

"Paul Pogba, is there any?" Charlene Lahiri asked.

This is a former Manchester United player who was controversial when he switched to Southampton a year ago.

"Yes, he played when he played Bolton before, and now he is a little injured. I saw him in the medical room just now, so I asked by the way." A colleague immediately replied.

"Where's Ravel Morrison?" Charlene Lahiri asked again.

This is the youth training of the former Manchester United. He joined Manchester United at the age of seven and switched to Southampton a year ago.

"It seems that there is really no one, so he will be missing."

Charlene Lahiri confirmed again that there was indeed no Ravel Morrison.

"I thought I saw him go out of the gate just now."

After hearing this, Charlene Lahiri nodded and said, "Okay then, you guys should report back to the agency to sort it out first. I know where he lives, so I'll look for him, and I'll drive back by myself."

"How about I go with you." The photographer suggested.

Charlene Lahiri shook her head and said, "No need, I'll go by myself, you all go back!"

After speaking, she took a camera and her interview bag, turned and walked towards the gate.

Ravel Morrison is a well-known loner in Southampton, very out of gregarious, even a bit withdrawn.

When he was in Manchester, he made many disturbances off the field and was known as a troubled boy.

After switching to Southampton, it was quiet outside the field, but his personality still failed to become more sunny.

But this player's football talent is full of praise even Bielsa.

After chasing out the gate, Charlene Lahiri chased in the direction of Ravel Morrison's home.

She felt that today was a very good opportunity to have a good talk with this young man.

In Southampton's decisive battle against Manchester United, he was placed in the squad by Bielsa again. He should have some feelings.

Ravel Morrison has not arrived yet, so he didn't live outside by himself, but rented a fan's house around Stapletwood. If he walks, he will be there in less than 10 minutes.

Soon, Charlene Lahiri caught up with Ravel Morrison who was walking slowly.

"Hi, Lavelle." Charlene Lahiri chased after her and greeted her with a smile.

Lavelle Morrison turned around and saw that it was Charlene Lahiri. He was a little surprised, "Hello, Miss Lahiri."

"I was interviewing everyone just now, but you slipped away." Charlene Lahiri joked.

She thought Ravel Morrison was a little weird today.

Although he was a little withdrawn and had a weird personality before, it was rare to see him nervous.

But at this moment, his whole body seemed to be tense.

"I have something to do." Lavelle Morrison said.

"I know, but no matter what, please say a few words!" Charlene Lahiri smiled gently, "Also, you will definitely have a chance to play tomorrow night, so please say a few words to our fans."

Lavelle Morrison nodded, and was about to speak when a warning car sounded from behind him.

Turning around, I saw seven or eight people coming from the opposite side.

The leader of them was kicking the parking lot on the side of the road for fun, kicking over one by one.

The cars kept beeping.

And this group of them enjoyed it.

"Who are these people?" Charlene Lahiri frowned.

Ravel Morrison watched, but became even more nervous.

"Miss Lahiri, you go first, I'll take care of it."

"What?" Charlene Lahiri didn't understand the situation.

"I said, hurry up and go first, I'll take care of things here!"

Charlene Lahiri looked at Ravel Morrison, who was sweating profusely from nervousness, and then at the gangsters with afro hair and wearing low-waisted trousers opposite, she noticed something was wrong.

"What's going on here, Lavelle?"

As a reporter, she is not afraid of encountering gangsters, and her sense of justice prevents her from being easily timid.

Ravel Morrison hadn't answered yet, and the seven or eight people had already surrounded him.

"Long time no see, Lavelle."

The guy who kicked the car at the head had a scarred face in his 30s. When his eyes swept past Ravel Morrison and landed on Charlene Lahiri, his eyes immediately lit up.

"Wow woo woo woo woo, I remember you, aren't you just..."

Seeing the scarred face pointing at her, Charlene Lahiri took the initiative to introduce herself.

"I'm Charlene Lahiri, a football reporter."

She fearlessly glanced at the people with malicious intentions, and instinctively told her that these people were coming for Lavelle Morrison.

Is it to seek revenge?
"Reporter?" Claire with the scar face was a little surprised.

What he's going to do next is not a good thing, if it is reported by the reporter, then...

"Boss Claire, this female reporter is from BBC TV and the Southern Echo. She has a very good relationship with Southampton. I heard that she is also very influential to the new boss in Southampton." A blond-haired gangster next to Scarface whispered.

Scar-faced Claire's expression sank, and she looked at Ravel Morrison again.

"Lavel, since you went south, I have contacted you several times, but you have not replied to me, you are so courageous!"

Ravel Morrison looked nervous, his face was covered with sweat, "Boss, I..."

"No need to explain, it's okay, now you are famous, Southampton's professional star, earning a lot of money, how can you see us in your eyes?" Claire with the scar face sneered.

"So, I will go south to find you myself."

Charlene Lahiri understood, but she was also a little confused.

Why does it feel like Lavelle? Morrison deliberately avoided them, but was still approached by them?

"You don't need to say it now, you just need to answer my question, will you help the boss or not?"

busy?
What are you busy with?

Charlene Lahiri immediately looked at Ravel Morrison.

The latter's legs were shaking.

This boy who seems to be fearless on weekdays, but with a weird personality, is actually trembling with fear?

Wait, boss? !
Could it be the boss in London?

Thinking of this level, Charlene Lahiri panicked.

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