my name is morrison

Chapter 17 New Number
Femili has been in a particularly good mood recently. After interviewing Morrison, she seemed to have hit a big luck. As the newspaper was out of stock, she immediately became a regular.

"Interviewing Morrison can become a regular. If you interview Ronaldo of Manchester United, can you directly become a leader?" Femili thought, "We can only wait for the star players to finish training."

She also knows the current situation of Manchester United and is inextricably fighting with Liverpool. If it is not a necessary activity, most players are probably not in the mood to accept interviews.

At this time, a figure flashed past, and Morrison's back appeared in front of Femily.

"Ravel? At this point in time, only the first team is training. Could it be that he has entered the first team?" Femili screamed, and quickly followed, grabbing Morrison's bicycle.

"Wait a minute, Ravel, hello." Femili pressed her huge chest and adjusted her breathing. "You actually came to the training ground in the afternoon. Did you join the first team?"

Manchester United's first team basically trains once a day, and it starts in the afternoon, and the players are allowed to rest and adjust themselves in the morning.

Morrison nodded, a little smug, "Did I come a little early?"

"Eh...not too early." Femili folded her fingers, "C Ronaldo, Evra and Carrick all passed by just now. By the way, Rooney just left. Although he can't play, he is also early. to the training ground."

"Is there anyone else?" Morrison was a little surprised, didn't he hear that Rooney was a training freak? "What about Giggs and Scholes?"

"They? They passed by at noon, you two hours earlier." Familia knew the habits of this group of guys a long time ago. The old guys from Manchester United set an example in order to maintain their state.

There are training sessions in the afternoon, and I arrive at the stadium at noon, and even leave later than others. This kind of professionalism is really not possessed by ordinary people.

Morrison pursed his lips, "I thought I was working hard, but I didn't expect everyone to be crazy. I won't tell you, goodbye..."

Morrison pedaled his bicycle and rushed to Carrington at high speed, passing the luxurious Manchester City training ground, which is the Carrington base of Manchester United, less than a mile away.

Before Morrison walked into the locker room, Albert Morgan greeted him first, "Welcome, Ravel, your performance in U18 is simply fantastic, I like your performance."

Morrison knew the old man. He had served Manchester United for nearly 20 years. He was the head of team equipment. His job was to ensure that every Manchester United player wore the right clothing at the right time.From pre-match suits to game jerseys and even training jerseys.

"Hello, Mr. Albert." Morrison smiled politely.

In the locker room, several old players are already resting, No. 11 Giggs, No. 18 Scholes, No. 2 Gary Neville, No. 3 Evra, No. 7 Ronaldo, No. 16 Carrick, No. 10 Rooney and others, Carlos Tevez on loan to the team is also there, his jersey number is 32.

Morrison also greeted them one by one, showing a young man's attitude.It was his first time in the dressing room of the first team, which was bigger and more comfortable than that of the youth team.

Everyone nodded, pretending to be a boss, Ronaldo took a quiet look, and then closed his eyes again.

Morgan was very satisfied with Morrison's attitude. When he first arrived in the dressing room, he had to keep a low profile. Cantona and Keane were high profile. That was because they had been successful before, and they were still successful at Manchester United.

Who is Morrison?He is just a 16-year-old guy. If he leads the team to win the league championship and enters the dressing room of Manchester United, of course he can get [-] to [-] yuan. No one dares to do anything.

After all, in competitive sports, it depends on your grades. If you have grades, you have a great say. Otherwise, you'd better shut up and work.

"You can choose an empty number as your first team number." Morgan pulled out a piece of paper, "This is the team's spare number."

Morrison scanned it and knew it without looking. The rest were all large numbers, after 30.The youth training players who have entered the first team in the past two years, Gibson is No. 28, Welbeck is No. 19, Johnny Evans is No. 23, and Cleverley is No. 35.

Cultural concepts are different, and the criteria for judging the number selection are also different.Just like Park Ji-sung, who chose number 13, which Westerners don't like, Morrison pointed to an empty number, "Just number 37."

Well, the thinking of the oriental people is full of fuss, so choose the number with 7, which is auspicious.After choosing the number, Morgan immediately arranged for the typesetting and printing to ensure that he could put on the new jersey in a while.

At this time, Giggs took the initiative to come over, "You will follow me from now on."

In the locker room culture, when young players arrive in the first team, they will be treated as pawns by the bosses, who will help them buy pizza and coffee, clean up the cabinets, and even scrub their shoes.

Many young people serve the boss for a period of time, and then they will get the broken shoes worn by the boss, not the kind of broken shoes, but real broken shoes.

Ferdinand laughed, "Ryan, are you sure? I still want to take Ravel? Let him feel what it means to seek abuse, haha..."

Rooney also came over and patted Morrison on the shoulder, "I'm a bit weak, but it's okay. My brother will take you to box to exercise another day."

"Thank you!" Morrison put on his sneakers and chatted with Cleverly next to him, and the atmosphere finally became more harmonious.After waiting for a while, the new jerseys arrived, including game uniforms and training uniforms.

No. 37, the chest is a huge AIG three words, designed with a V-shaped black border, very sexy, with Morrison's English letters on the back.The design of the training clothes is also good, in line with the positioning of the rich.

Morrison laughed, "Okay, I'm going to practice. Ryan, do you need help? Or should we teach a few more feet? Last time you taught me the movements, I have almost learned it."

"This kid, you really don't recognize him." The man who spoke was Manchester United captain Vidic, the owner of the No. 15 jersey, and the combination of Ferdinand. In the past two years, they have been known as the number one central defender combination in Europe, and their partnership is solid.

When the training was about to start, Macheda arrived in the locker room. He carefully prepared the look, with hairspray on his head, a bit like Ronaldo!
"Huh? No one has come yet?" Macheda was a little smug, and said to the assistant outfitter Alec Wylie, "Could it be that you have entered the first team and just need to maintain your form?"

Wylie was a little speechless, "They are already training, we have to hurry up, you have to print the jersey number, otherwise you have to stick a cloth strip first."

"Um... is Morrison here?" Macheda looked at the spare number book and was slapped on the face. Next to the number 37 was the handwritten word Morrison.Do you still need Wylie to answer?

"I choose No. 41. I believe in my performance. Next season, I will be able to wear the number in front." Macheda is full of confidence. He has the capital to maintain confidence. "I will help the team."

When Macheda walked into the stadium, he found that Morrison was sweating profusely from being abused by several bosses. He was facing Vidic and Ferdinand's defense alone?
Isn't this courting death?
(End of this chapter)