fat man who can't play football

Chapter 175 London Fashion Week

Chapter 175 London Fashion Week

Fatty watched the news of Gao Guidance ferment, and led the team to London.

2016年时装周比往年来得更晚一些,原本在九月份就会来临的时装界盛会在今年被挪到了10月18日到10月23日举行。

Leeds, who just arrived in London, immediately felt a strong sense of fashion elements rushing towards them, and of course it was mixed with the "powder powder" atmosphere that made people blush and heart-warming.

People from all walks of life in the fashion industry gathered in London. There were countless handsome men and beautiful women. Some came to walk the red carpet, and some came to rub the red carpet. There are too many people to see.

The Leeds boys are just at the young age, watching the angel faces and devil figures flashing past the bus window, their faces are almost stuck to the glass.

Of course, Fatty also discovered some anomalies.

Because Cook has a girlfriend, he looks more reserved, and only dares to peek through the cracks of people.

The kind of youthfulness that wants to hide but is still ashamed makes the fat man wish to take him to do some bad things.

Feeling that the energy on his body will never run out, Traore has already picked up his mobile phone and used the "mysterious" software to search which models are nearby, to see if he can win a smile from the beauty and win a chance to spend a romantic night together.

Steve glanced at the dark and strong "Blade Warrior", the bones of this body probably could break the beauty to pieces.

Traore sensed the boss's extremely obscene gaze, and raised his head slightly.

Oh my god, the boss's eyes are really greasy!
Traore, who couldn't feel it, lowered his head quickly, and then started his own real-life "fishing" game.

Many coaches have a superstition: players must not have sex the day before the game, because it will greatly affect the player's state in the game.

But through the experiments of countless scientists, that kind of primitive behavior does not consume much of the human body and can be recovered in a short time, but this still cannot resist the spread of this unwarranted superstition.

Fatty is also a little sad right now, he may have to check the ward more closely tonight, or else none of the brats under his command will run away.

West Ham has rented a new home this season - the London Olympic Stadium.The stadium is commonly known as the "London Bowl" by fans because its external name resembles a big bowl.

The Leeds Club will be staying at the hotel attached to the "London Bowl".

The players frantically rushed to their rooms as soon as they got off the bus.

Leaving Fatty alone in the wind messy.

……

It seems that the task tonight is very difficult~~
Once in the room, Steve pushed the heavy suitcase to the side of the bed, then threw his entire body onto the bed in a free-falling trajectory.

This bed is so comfortable~

Big cities are really different.

The fat man lying on the bed was about to close his eyes and take a nap when the phone message sounded inexplicably.

Annoyed, Steve picked up his phone to check, and there was a private message reminder about Facebook.

Steve, who forgot to switch the trumpet, thought it was a "sweet" greeting from an enthusiastic fan.

After opening it, what was displayed on the screen of the phone was that familiar yet unfamiliar name——Xiamen.

Fatty's mood suddenly became a little complicated, with a little sadness mixed with joy, and a little regret hidden in the sadness.

"Hi, uncle. You must be in London."

It turns out that this little girl has been paying attention to me, or how would she know that I have come to London.

The fat man was wondering what to do.

Another private message was sent: I won't bother you before the game, don't rush to leave after the game tomorrow.

The fat man found that his hand was trembling when pressing the letters.

But he pressed a reply tremblingly.

"Okay."

The fat man felt that the short four letters were as long as centuries.

This……

that……

This summer, we should turn 17 this year, so if something happens, we can't be caught.

Phew, what are you thinking.

But sometimes the more repressed certain emotions are, the more difficult it is to restrain them.

The fat man could only sit up and watch the West Ham game video, his empty eyes reflected his absent-mindedness.

The fat man with a messy head decided to go out for a walk, and as soon as he found the end of the corridor and turned around, he saw two sneaky figures flashing out of the room.

The two shadows rushed towards the elevator at a speed of eighty miles per hour.

But Steve, who was very familiar with the players, instantly recognized one of them—Traore.

Sure enough, before getting out of the car, I saw that Traore was already full of enthusiasm, and he was about to go out to have fun before the bed was warmed up.

Then he took a closer look at the black shadow beside Traore.

Yo, young people are also taught badly.

It's Ronaldo Vieira!

It's no wonder that the fat man thinks about it. A Spaniard and an Englishman who has been in Portugal for more than ten years should have a lot of common languages. (Spanish and Portuguese belong to the Roman language family, or the Latin language family. It can be said that they are the two closest relatives in the Latin language family.)
"Adama! Ronaldo! What are you two doing!"

The two big black men were stuck in place as if they had been immobilized.

With a pile of smiles on his face, Steve stepped forward and patted the two of them on the back gently.

Steve was worried and couldn't restrain his uneasy emotions, so these two big babies took the initiative to get together, it was so sweet.

"It seems that the amount of training today is not enough. You two are very good, and you know how to take the initiative to train more."

Traore squeezed out a smile uglier than crying: "Boss, how do you know. I just feel that my performance is not very good recently, and I want to practice more to find my feeling."

Steve flashed a meaningful smile.

"You're dressed so formally, it's uncomfortable to practice. Hurry up and change into a looser set of clothes, I'll wait for you on the training ground. Ronaldo, you too."

The expression management of the two big black men lost control in an instant.

"Head."

"Hurry up, I'll give you three minutes to change your clothes. Even if it takes an extra second later, you have to run ten laps around the training ground for me."

The two hapless bastards with mournful faces immediately started running back.

Under the light, two "hardworking" players were sweating in front of Steve.

After a while, Leeds players rushed to prepare for the training before the game.

Everyone was stunned to see the sweaty Traore and Vieira.

"See? That's how hard Adama and Ronaldo are, they came here to train without even eating.

What the team lacks now is not talent, but hard work.

This selfless effort.

Let's give them both a round of applause. "

The other players looked suspiciously at what was happening in front of them, and raised their arms mechanically.

"Papapapa~~"

The applause gradually sounded.

Traore finally couldn't hold back anymore, and collapsed on the lawn exhausted, panting heavily.

Meow, I just want to hurry up and go out for a "fast food", how can I be so unlucky!God!O earth!What kind of big sister angel is messing with me like this!
Steve looked at the two people who were lying on the ground as tired as dead dogs, and felt much more comfortable, and all the depression and irritability were swept away.

Inspired by the two "model workers", the remaining Leeds players worked extraordinarily hard.

The London Bowl on October 10 was crowded with people, and the Hammers had a lot of diehards due to their long history and excellent youth training inheritance.

After changing to a new stadium in the new season, West Ham has increased its investment in the transfer market and wants to start a new era.

But this beautiful expectation was disturbed by an unstable factor.

Due to his outstanding performance in the European Cup, the team's current top star Payet wants to go to a big club this summer.

In order to achieve better results, West Ham rejected the French international's request to leave the team.

This directly led to Payet's inefficiency on the field, and the offensive power of the entire team was greatly reduced. You must know that Payet scored 7 goals and contributed an explosive 17 assists for West Ham last season!
The goals made by the French international accounted for one-third of West Ham's goals. The lack of this part of the attack has led to the extremely unstable performance of the Hammers in the new season.

Seeing this situation, Steve formulated a strategy for the team early on, forcing West Ham to play as many balls as possible to Payet's side during the game.

Then after Payet got the ball, he had to quickly cut off the connection between him and other teammates, and let Payet do it alone.

It depends on how Payet alone can stir things up.

This defensive strategy of Leeds played a very good role in the positional battle in the game.

Basically, West Ham's offensive ended at the feet of Payet. The French international, who has always been angry with the team, chose to hit the goal when he saw that there was no chance to play the ball.

Most of these shots were fired with anti-aircraft guns.

Later, the West Ham players didn't bother to run when the ball hit Payet's feet.

All this is what the fat man wants to see.

Of course, there are some fat people who don't want to see it: Traore didn't know whether he was drilled too hard the night before, or because he lost his motivation because of the shattered dream of Chun Xiao, and his whole person completely evaporated on the court.

The fat man looked at the heavy and slow pace of "Blade Warrior" and the dark circles under his eyes that could not be concealed, and began to wonder if this guy had sneaked over the wall and ran out again in the middle of the night.

After thinking about it, I saw that the "Blade Warrior" who was so strong and abnormal was carried away by an opponent who looked thinner, and the ball still bounced out of the baseline after hitting Traore.

Leeds' counterattack didn't even take a corner kick.

this kid!
Absolutely over the wall and out!
In the future, he must be squeezed dry on the training ground, the kind who can't even crawl!

Traore who fell to the ground suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Who was talking about me just now?

The subsequent development of the game proved that the fat man miscalculated a move after all. Leeds relied on successful defense to freeze Payet in the positional battle, but ignored the threat of the Frenchman in the set kick.

In a corner kick, Payet assisted teammate Winston Reed with a beautiful banana ball and knocked open the gate of Leeds!

West Ham took the lead in a scuffle.

Leeds United, whose wing was broken, wanted to launch a counterattack afterwards, but like the eagle with the broken wing, it could no longer catch its prey.

Cook also exposed the current shortcomings in the opponent's iron barrel formation: the ability to sort out the team's offense is not strong.

To break the dense defense, either rely on high center forwards or long shots.

And Leeds have neither.

Although the current Leeds United wants everything, but the fate of the head coach Fatty is hard.

At the last moment of the game, Kouyat, who changed from a defensive midfielder to a central defender, kicked a back pass towards the West Ham goalkeeper without pressure.

I didn't expect to use less energy.

The football rolls slowly on the turf.

Sun Xingmin cleverly predicted the return route of Kouyat, started it early, and smashed the ball into the net before West Ham goalkeeper Adrian attacked.

Leeds survived from a desperate situation!

Is this possible?

The fat man who was so happy that he got carried away roared and hugged with his little friends.

In the end, Leeds United's winning streak was terminated, but the result of a draw against West Ham in the away game was satisfactory enough.

After nine rounds of the league, Leeds' results came to three wins, five draws and one loss. Too many draws made the team lose the chance to hit a higher ranking.

Cook's existence guaranteed the team's lower limit, but Leeds did not have anyone who could send a deadly pass to increase the team's upper limit.

Fatty still has a lot of work to do in the future.

When Steve returned to the locker room, he seemed strangely silent. Usually, regardless of the result of the game, the fat man would always give an impassioned speech.

The players are a little uncomfortable with the quiet fat man.

Is the boss not happy with the draw?Or did I get caught sneaking out last night?
Several Leeds players with ulterior motives secretly looked around.

Fatty didn't think so much, he was just worried about how to see Xia Tian in a while.

Usually, the team will set off for the next destination immediately after the away game, and there is not enough space in the middle for Steve to go out secretly for a "tryst".

Damn it, if you knew it earlier, you would be bolder and take the initiative to make an appointment with Xia Tian to meet yesterday.

Now how to do?
It wasn't until Steve boarded the team bus that he had no idea how to get out.

Why don't you pretend to be sick and go to the hospital for a night?
Just do what you say, the fat man is brewing up his emotions so that he can show off his acting skills.

The bus broke down a little abruptly, and a wisp of green smoke came out from the hood.

What is the situation?If you want to fall asleep, someone will send you a pillow?
The bus driver Westerveld got out of the car and checked the engine, but could not find the cause of the failure.

He could only helplessly say to everyone: "I can't find anything wrong with the inspection. To be safe, I have to go to the repair shop. We may have to stay in London tonight."

The fat man tried his best to restrain his happy emotions, and he absolutely couldn't show that I was happy at this time.

The fat man who was trying to endure looked around, and the group of little bastards almost jumped up and cheered.

Fatty looked at the schedule pretending to be calm.

"Uh... I took a look at the time of the next game... it's the Carabao Cup quarter-final against Southampton on October 10. There are still three or four days. Well, it's okay to delay a night in London.

Let's just stay another night in the hotel. "

The decision announced by the fat man caused cheers from the players, and the fox's tail was exposed.

Traore also secretly hid in the crowd and punched.

None of them knew how to restrain themselves a bit.

(End of this chapter)

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