my name is morrison

Chapter 29 Good Comrade

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Amidst the cheers of all Manchester United fans, Morrison was replaced. His name has spread all over the world through TV screens.

Everyone knows about Manchester United's new superstar, Ravel Morrison.

Playing in three consecutive games, scoring goals in three consecutive games, and scoring various key points, almost caused a qualitative change in Manchester United's entire season. They touched the Premier League trophy with one hand and the FA Cup trophy with one hand.

After Morrison left the field, the Manchester United players united as one, and under the leadership of Vidic and Ferdinand, they defended the score of 1:0.Win the game in the end without risking going into overtime.

Moyes shook his head helplessly when he heard the referee's whistle, "It's still a little bit short, if it weren't for Morrison, we would have won the game, damn it..."

"Where did this Morrison come from? How old is he, and he can withstand the pressure when he plays in such a crucial game."

Moyes had a lot of thoughts, and scolded Morrison half to death in his heart, even more annoying than Ferguson.

Ferguson took the initiative to come over, "My fellow, how is it? Our young man has performed very well, right? He scored 4 points for us in the league. I think he will become a talent."

In the Everton team, there is also a super talent, Rodwell, who came off the bench today, but his performance was completely suppressed by Morrison, and it cannot be compared at all.

"Hmph! Today was just an accident. We could have won." Moyes was not convinced. "Our defense against Morrison was too lax. He is a young man. How could we have targeted defense?"

"Hahaha... I just like the pitiful way you prepared half to death and failed in the end." Ferguson laughed triumphantly, saying that Moyes did not defend against Morrison, and the devil would believe it.

For this game, Moyes, not to mention the main force, also specially arranged players to mark Morrison, which almost succeeded.Unfortunately, it still fell short.

"You old man." Moyes muttered, "I will kill you sooner or later, I swear, I will kill Manchester United."

Ferguson was triumphant, "I'm waiting for you. Hehe..."

The game is over, Manchester United won a ticket to the FA Cup final, their opponent in the final is Chelsea, defeated Arsenal in the semi-finals with a score of 2:1 yesterday.

Chelsea also reached the semi-finals of the Champions League. They will play against Barcelona. This match between sparks and the earth is more exciting than the semi-finals between Manchester United and Arsenal.

Morrison had just experienced a tough game, so he didn't think so far, the most important thing is to win one game at a time.He was physically exhausted and walked into the locker room with difficulty, and all his teammates were waiting for him.

Morrison once again became the hero of the team. In the locker room, all the teammates were chanting Morrison's name and cheering for him.

"Dude, you performed so well today, I decided to treat you." Welbeck kept smiling.

"I think your performance is not bad, especially when I support you." Gibson patted Morrison on the shoulder.

Anderson hung directly on Morrison, "Man, this goal is only slightly worse than my goal in Guerrerio."

Anderson was referring to the key goal he scored for the team's promotion in the last game when he played in Guerrerio in 2005. It was a godsend. Unfortunately, Morrison didn't know it.

He looked indifferent, which made Anderson a little depressed, "What's your expression? I was the winner of the Golden Boy Award last year, so you can see clearly."

Anderson squeezed Morrison, and suddenly laughed, "But I like you so much, you're doing great."

"Don't blow it up, adjust your state quickly, you have been hitting the rookie wall this season, and the adjustment is worse than me." Morrison grabbed Anderson from the back.

"Go, what do you know, I have my own rhythm, I will succeed." Anderson disagreed.

"This guy really lacks a bit of brains. If the funny nature of this guy explodes, it's impossible to guard against." Morrison was very helpless.

Anderson's talent is nothing to say, but his brain is not enough, and he doesn't train hard. After leaving Manchester United, he soon fell into no ball to play.Of course, his luck during his time at Manchester United was not good. As long as he performed better and had a few high-profile games, he must be injured and become possessed.

Vidic and Ferdinand praised Morrison by name in the locker room, "Thank you Ravel, it was you who won the victory for us."

"After this game we're in the FA Cup final, thanks to you, Ravel."

Morrison smiled, "This is everyone's credit. If the two captains led everyone to defend well, we would not have won the game. Therefore, you are the real heroes."

Holding the trophy of the best player of the game in his hands, he praised other people, and the trophy would not fly away. Good words, like those without money, kept flying out of Morrison's mouth, making everyone feel like a spring breeze .

This teammate is good, he is not arrogant in victory and not discouraged in defeat, he is a good comrade.

"Let's have a drink tonight," Evra greeted, "I like you guy, it's so much fun."

"Okay... But I can only have one drink, and I have a special training tomorrow." Morrison was not polite, and Evra will also become the captain of Manchester United. The game has always been full of combat power and is quite popular.

Morrison is aware of his weaknesses and continues to practice more, but his technical and physical improvements cannot be achieved in a day or two, and he has been in a state of hard training.

The duration of the professional apprenticeship contract is only one year, and for Morrison's performance, the professional contract will be signed next year, and the weekly salary will start at 1 yuan anyway.This is the base price. If you find a hard-hearted broker, it is estimated that the price can be raised to 2 pounds.

Morrison remembers that Pogba negotiated a contract renewal with Manchester United in 2012, and if he didn't perform well, he must insist on a weekly salary of 2 pounds, which Ferguson would definitely not give.

Thinking too far, Morrison's current weekly salary is only a pitiful 300 pounds, which is barely enough to live by, and there is no way to go out for a while.

"Hey, I finally feel the enthusiasm of the capitalist people." Morrison lay lazily on the bed, finally feeling the enthusiasm of thousands of fans.

If you don't have money to go out and enjoy yourself, you can still play with your mobile phone at home.After a few high-profile games, Morrison's attention on facebook has reached 20 people.Most importantly, there are many girls among the fans.

This is what Morrison likes the most. In the messages, countless girls sent him photos, showing the taste of capitalist women in various ways.

There are rich-breast-fat-buttocks, some are sexy and hot, some are intellectually mature, and some are petite. They are different, but there is one thing in common. Summer is coming, and fans wear less clothes.

"Hoohoo, this is really good. If you can enjoy the fire, it will definitely be a worthwhile trip." He even had the urge to make an appointment, "Especially the girl named Sophie Horton, who is still this year Miss Universe Liverpool, yo, is also a singer and model."

Looking at all kinds of photos, Morrison was so distracted that he could hardly hold on to himself. "These are not bad. Let's find a time to make an appointment and have a good time. Life is alive, and you must enjoy it!"

"Miss Liverpool, you're quite proactive!" Morrison looked at Sophie's photo and phone number, thinking whether to call it?

After all, there is friendship between men and women!Make a friend or something, and you won't get a red card.

After Morrison broke up with Leia, it has been a long time since he had vented his anger. Since there are people coming to the door, it seems that I am sorry for the enthusiastic fans, isn't it?

(End of this chapter)