Soccer Card System

Chapter 236 The Winner's Victory (90177) Subscribe for the second update

Chapter 2 Thirty The Winner's Victory
"Congratulations!!! Congratulations to Luton for reaching the top [-] of this season's Europa League!!!"

In the boiling Worth Stadium, Letkinson had to grab the microphone and shout as hard as he could, so that the audience in front of the TV could hear his words.

But who else is paying attention to what Letkinson is saying at this point?

In every part of Luton, in front of every pub, all the Luton fans were singing and dancing, they didn't care what was being said on TV.

Now for the fans, just celebrate!

Reach the Europa League round of [-] as a third-tier league team!
Every minute of Luton in this competition!They are all creating their own history!

The Luton team is destined to leave a mark of its own in this European club competition!
Fans celebrated in the stands, while players reveled on the pitch.

The footage of the TV broadcast has always been locked on Gao Bo.

"Guided by Gao Bogao! Our head coach from China! He led his team to the top [-] of the Europa League! It's really amazing!!" Liu Datou, the commentator of XTV, sighed.

"As a team in the English First Division, they reached the top [-] of the Europa League. This achievement is almost unprecedented! Now it depends on their opponents in the draw of the top [-]. If Luton is lucky, they can even reach the top eight!"

The commentator was talking a lot, and the fans were not idle.

In the online chat room, fans who were staying up late to watch the game left messages one after another.

"One word!! Dick!!!!!!"

"It's so strong!! Our dormitory is going crazy!! It's the first time that even the coach on the sidelines is so handsome!!"

"A high-level guide is handsome!!"

"A high-level guide is a dick!!!"

"Strongly request high-level guidance to take over the national football team!"

"Is the upstairs talking about Gao Hongbo's guidance?"

"The national football team will kill the chicken for nothing."

The topic of the fans gradually unfolded, and at this time Luton was still celebrating in the stadium.

Under the gaze of the camera, Gao Bo first shook hands with visiting coach Martin Yorke.

"Congratulations on your promotion." Martin York seemed not too convinced, "But I don't appreciate your way of playing football!"

"This is your freedom, we just need to advance!" Gao Bo smiled. As the winner, he didn't bother to argue with Martin York.

The outcome is already clear, and even if Martin York is now a master of debate, it won't help.

Martin York snorted, then turned and walked towards the player tunnel.

And Gao Bo walked into the field and celebrated the goal with his players.

"Did we really make it to the top [-]? Boss" Kanter grinned, looking at Gao Bo who was walking towards him and asked stupidly.

Gao Bo patted Kanter on the shoulder: "Remember what I told you, you are the best defensive midfielder? N'Golo!"

Kanter nodded blankly: "I know, boss, I feel like Messi can't pass me now!"

The boy is swollen
But Gao Bo laughed loudly, "That's right! Messi can't beat you, N'Golo!"

"So as the world's number one defensive midfielder, is it any surprise that he reached the last [-] of the Europa League?"

Kanter was a little shy at this time, his face was black and red: "I am still far away from being number one in the world."

"Don't pretend, kid!" Gao Bo patted the top of Kanter's head.

The kid just grinned.

As a player who has played under him for more than a season, Kanter knows the character of Gao Bo best.

This kid looks quite simple and honest, but he often cheats even when playing cards - honest and honest is just his cover.

Just like his performance on the court, everyone was biased by his simple and honest appearance. This kid is actually very smart.

"I still want to move on, boss!"

"Then play hard, we will go all the way to the final and win the Europa League championship." Gao Bo said.

Kanter smiled, Luton won the Europa League?This may be hard for others to believe.But Kanter believes that Gao Bo is almost omnipotent in his heart.

Gao Bo said that there is nothing he cannot do.

They said last season that they wanted to win the FA Cup, and not many people believed it, but what about the result?
Gao Bo hugged his players one by one.

Griezmann, who did not enter the squad for this game, also came down from the stands, walked into the stadium, and celebrated with everyone.

The players' celebration continued into the locker room.

When Gao Bo pushed open the door of the locker room, the locker room completely turned into a party.

Gao Bo frowned.

It's just entering the top [-], the celebration is a bit too much.
Gao Bo tapped the tactical board, signaling the players to calm down a little.

"Entering the top [-] is worth celebrating, but...our goal is not just the top [-]!!" Gao Bo said.

"Do you still remember the story I told you?" Gao Bo stretched out a finger, "Now our small goal has been overfulfilled, but our next goal is to enter the quarterfinals!!"

"Final Eight!!!"

The players cheered immediately, and Gao Bo looked at the players' state with satisfaction.

Emotions need to be directed to the right place.

Gao Bo then went to the post-match press conference.

Martin Yorke left long ago, but Martin Yorke was not at all polite in the press conference. He lashed out at the way Luton played at home.

"It's hard for me to imagine that this is Luton's home performance. They have no aggressiveness in front of the home team fans. The only thing they do is defend! They are not playing football. Such ugliness will destroy the sport of football. This is not a victory for football at all, but a victory for utilitarians!!"

When Gao Bo came to the press conference, a reporter repeated Martin York's words to him.

"Did he really say that?" Gao Bo laughed after hearing these words. After winning the game, Gao Bo was in a very good mood.

"I suggest that Martin Yorke go to Worth Road now and ask any Luton fan in this stadium if they are happy with the team reaching the last [-]. I think Mr. Martin Yorke will get a very different answer."

"Of course we have reasons to defend. Why can we defend at home? Mr. Martin York probably forgot about the game a week ago. We won [-]-[-] at the Amsterdam Stadium!! This is an important reason why we will defend in this game. We have reasons to do so! Why don't we do it?"

"Defense will not destroy football. Competitive sports are about winning or losing. Otherwise, we can just play the lottery. Why do we have to fight for 10 minutes on the court?"

"Martin York certainly has reason to be dissatisfied, because he is a loser, and losers will always have various complaints. But I am different. My team has advanced, which makes me feel good. I even plan to have a drink later." Gao Bo smiled, and he glanced at the reporters around him.

Journalists are also sentient beings.

The British media naturally agreed with Gao Bo's words, while the Dutch reporters were full of disapproval.

"This is our victory, the winner's victory!"

Gao Bo stood up, then turned and left.

A winner's victory!

These words echoed in the press hall.

　This chapter is coded in the middle of the night, set a regular update, and get ready to watch the Premier League opener!
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