fat man who can't play football

Chapter 150 Reunion
Leeds' first round of the Premier League will not start until August 8, which gives Fatty's team a 16-day rest period. Fatty and the coaching staff have worked out a careful plan to make full use of this time.

The most important thing is to carry out physical training with a large amount of exercise to supplement the players' physical reserves.

But doing so also has a huge negative impact. Players will enter a period of fatigue after physical training.The length of this fatigue period is uncontrollable and mainly depends on the player's own recovery ability.

This will greatly affect Leeds' preparations for the first round of the game. By then, the feet of Leeds players may be like lead.

Just as the fat man and the coaching staff were anxiously engaged in training, director Salerno suddenly came to the training ground.

What is this dog leg doing here?
The fat man suffocated his doubts and walked forward.

"Director, it's rare to see you on the training ground today."

After hearing this, Salerno laughed heartily three times.

"Steve, I have something to talk to you about."

"Eh? What's the rush?"

"In fact, it should be good news, Steve, as you know, the current financial situation of the club is not good, and with the recent renewal of contracts with several important players in the team and the introduction of two high-salary players, the financial burden has further increased. aggravated.

Chairman Cellino has always been subsidizing the team.It is not an option to go on like this. Leeds must embark on the road of self-hemogenesis, which requires us to open up new markets.

The United States has always been known as a football desert, but in recent years due to the booming of the major league (MLS), there has been a group of football fans in the United States, which in my opinion is a huge gold mine.

Just waiting for people to discover. "

Fat Brother was stupefied and showed a questioning look.

Salerno hesitated for a moment, but decided to speak up.

"New York City, which was only allowed to enter the major leagues last year, did not sell tickets well even though stars like David Villa, Lampard, and Pirlo were brought in.

New York City now decides to further enhance its appeal among fans, and to wrestle with the New York Red Bulls in the same city.

They invited us to come to America to accompany them to a series of campaigns and a friendly match. "

"What? Director, you won't agree, right? You have to know how important this rest period is to the entire season. Going to the United States will take you across half of the world, how much time will it take!

And the players need to beat the jet lag!
This may ruin Leeds' new season!

I am firmly opposed to such a plan! "

The more the fat man spoke, the more excited he became, and finally he basically roared.Such a loud roar also attracted the attention of the players, and they would glance at Fatty from time to time during training.

"Concentrate on training! Whoever dares to look this way, I will screw his head off!"

The Leeds players were silent, and could only increase the frequency of running in a muffled voice.

This dead fat man must have taken gunpowder.

"Steve, you have to know one more thing. New York City paid us 150 million dollars for our appearance and reimbursed all the expenses of this trip."

"How many?"

"Uh..., go for $150 million a week for..."

The fat man has to lament that Yankees are stupid and rich, um, no, New York City was jointly funded and established by Manchester City and the Yankees, and the fat man has to lament how handsome and rich the rich people in the Middle East are.

"Yes, this will have a great impact on the team's preparations."

"Steve, going to the United States is also the chairman's idea. If Leeds' financial situation continues to deteriorate, Mr. Chairman will consider selling one or two more players to tide over the difficulties."

Threat, this is a naked threat!
But I really can't have less players.

The fat man's face flushed red with anger, but he still couldn't say anything.

"Steve, I think you can understand the team. By the way, Mr. Chairman also said that you are willing to renew your contract with the team for three years without a salary increase. I admire you for thinking about the team in every way, I have already drawn up the contract, and we will formally sign it sometime.”

Cellino, I am your grandma!
The fat man could hardly restrain the urge to foam at the mouth.

Salerno patted the fat man's shoulder lightly, and walked away with his head held high.

Fat Brother took this bad breath out on the players, and drilled them to death in the next training.

On August 8, the fat man, whose arms could not twist his thighs, still took Liz up and down to board the plane to the United States.

Looking at the clouds beside the bed, the fat man couldn't help thinking of a slightly blurred smiling face.How is she doing in a foreign land?

After eight hours of long flight, Fatty and his party finally landed at Kennedy International Airport.

Due to the jet lag of the players, no training was arranged that day, and the main itinerary was to participate in fan interaction activities.

Fatty participated in business activities with a poker face, but after seeing hot American girls one after another, Fatty suddenly felt that the trip was worthwhile, and slowly smiled like a pig.

Soon the whole of New York was shrouded in night and lights. Fatty and his party were invited to a private party by New York City manager Jason Kryss. Kryss mainly wanted to talk to Salerno about the next step of business cooperation.

Many models were also invited to the party to add to the fun of the rich. The fat man held a glass of champagne in his hand and looked around.

The white flesh made the fat man's eyeballs almost fall off.

The happiness of the rich is always unimaginable~~

The fat man quickly swallowed a mouthful of champagne to cover the dripping halazi.

Fat Brother walked and admired it, and walked to the corner of the hall. The huge sculpture was shaded by it, and the lights were a bit dim.

The shadow created by the sculpture just shrouded a beautiful woman, and a flawless white back was hidden in the semi-darkness. The floor-length red dress added a sense of coquettish charm to her.

The fat man stopped in a corner and looked at it carefully under the guise of swallowing alcohol.

Suddenly, the lady with the beautiful back seemed to have a little unpleasantness with the person in front of her. In the dark, she stretched out a hand to put it on her beautiful back, but the lady pushed it away viciously.

Perhaps the lady broke free too hard, staggered backwards, and was about to fall to the ground.

The fat man is hesitating whether to show his gentlemanly demeanor.

The man in the dark took the first step to help the lady who was about to fall, and he appeared under the light.Only then did the fat man see his face clearly, uh, a greasy middle-aged uncle.

Ms. Meibei did not accept this kindness, she shook off the uncle's hand again and turned to walk away.

At this moment, Fatty finally saw that face clearly. Even though she had put on mature makeup, Fatty still recognized this person at a glance.

The little devil who haunts him in his dreams, Fatty searches for her recent situation on Twitter from time to time, and dreams of hundreds of scenes of reuniting with her in his dreams.

It was still the pair of clear and transparent blue eyes in memory, that kind of familiarity as if it had been a lifetime away.

That's right, it's her, Fran summers (summer)!

The fat man gripped the shaking goblet tightly.

(End of this chapter)