Since 1998, I have been the godfather of football

Valladolid Football Club, from Valladolid, the capital of Castile and Leon, Spain, was founded in 1928. Last season, it ranked 20th among the 12 teams in La Liga. It is a mid-to-lower team that is neither above nor below.

But facing the "promoted team" Numancia.

They put on a determined attitude.

At the beginning, against the roar of nearly 30000 people at Chengfeng Stadium, they launched a fierce attack on the hinterland of Numancia.

Soon Numancia, who was not used to the rhythm of La Liga games, was pressed into the half.

Thousands of away fans who followed Valladolid from afar were excited.

"Come on, show some color to the country bumpkins in Soria!"

"This is the A-League, go back to the B-League and play in the mud!"

"Let these kids from Numancia see what it means to be strong!"

"..."

Boxes at Chengfeng Stadium.

Qin Feng stood on the balcony outside the box, leaning on the railing with his elbows, feeling the "malice" coming from the opponent's fans, and slowly smiled.

"Qin, you're still smiling!"

On the side, the elder Perez said worriedly: "We will spend a lot of money in the new season. If we don't get the results we deserve and are relegated back to the second division, everyone will die in an ugly way."

Qin Feng laughed out loud when he heard this, "Coach Cruyff told me, 'Qin, you have to get used to it, we are a strong team'!"

"Now I give this to you, Antonio, Numancia is a strong team, you must have confidence in our team!"

"Okay... okay!"

Old Perez's violently beating heart slowed slightly.

Worked in Numancia for most of his life.

The team was promoted to La Liga for the first time, and he was really nervous in the first top league game.

"Okay Antonio."

Qin Feng noticed Perez's expression, patted his arm and pointed to the coaching bench, "Look at José, it's his first time directing a formal game. Why isn't he nervous?"

Look along Qin Feng's fingers.

Mourinho was wearing a black suit and stood on the sidelines with his hands in his pockets. His face was calm and he looked at the court without knowing what he was thinking.

"José is a monster just like you!"

Perez relaxed completely, made a joke, and turned to focus on the game on the court.

But this time.

Mourinho's hands in his trouser pockets were clenched into fists, shaking slightly, and his palms were full of sweat.

He chalked it all up to excitement.

Fans from both sides in the stands shouted loudly and shouted.

In Mourinho's ears, it all became white noise.

Lampard's position is too forward!

How did Ronaldinho get to that position!

Is Cristiano doing acrobatics? !

Klose, others laugh at you for being a semi-amateur, but I know your ability, so work harder!

Xu's passing moves are still so clumsy!

Wait, Xu...

Mourinho's eyes lit up.

On the field.

Ferdinand knocked away the opponent's striker during the scramble, grabbed the ball, and handed it to Van Bronhorst on the left, who directly kicked off a long pass to the right.

Xu Liheng stopped the ball, took two steps and suddenly stopped and changed direction, passed the Valladolid defender and went straight to the opponent's goal.

Behind him.

Klose, Ronaldo, Lampard and Ronaldinho charged at the same time.

Numancia instantly switched from defense to offense.

Numancia fans stood up in the stands.

"Xu, speed up, speed up!"

"Don't give the Valladolids a chance!"

"Come on, do you hear them laughing at us? Beat them up!"

"..."

sidelines.

Mourinho gritted his teeth and tried his best to remain calm, but he couldn't help but take two steps forward.

Xu Liheng is not known for his speed.

Approaching Valladolid's penalty area, the opponent's defender pressed up from the front.

Xu Liheng slowed down and passed the ball across to Lampard who came to support.

Lampard kept passing the ball and the ball reached Ronaldinho's feet.

As the biggest star in the Numancia team, Ronaldinho immediately attracted three defenders from the opponent as soon as he got the ball.

Ronaldinho smiled so big that he showed his big teeth, raised his butt and made a pass.

The football passed over the head of Valladolid's entire defense and went straight into the penalty area of ​​the penalty area.

Klose rushed out of the crowd, jumped with all his strength, threw his whole body, and hit the ball in the air with his head.

The football went straight to the lower right corner of the goal.

The Valladolid goalkeeper had no time to react and could only watch the football go into the net.

1: 0!

The game progressed to the 8th minute.

Numancia's first attack was to score the opponent's goal!

After scoring the goal, Klose stood up and rushed towards the stands where die-hard Numancia fans gathered. When he got close, he did a front flip, landed firmly, pumped his fist and shouted to the sky.

Fans in the stands also stood up, pointed at Klose and shouted in response. Many elderly fans had tears in their eyes.

On the balcony of the box.

"Qin, we scored, we scored!"

Perez Sr. was jumping around while holding on to the balcony railing.

Qin Feng also laughed, "What's the fuss about scoring a goal!"

As he spoke, he glanced down at Mourinho, who was standing on the sidelines.

Mourinho had long forgotten to maintain his coaching demeanor. Now he was shouting and punching like a boxer on the sidelines, and he yelled and kicked away the blue water bottle at his feet.

The water bottle flew into the air, and the sports drink was thrown all over his face.

But Mourinho didn't take it seriously. He took a few steps outside the sideline, slid into the court with a kneel, and kept raising his arms and roaring.

Mourinho is under a lot of pressure these days...

Qin Feng smiled, just about to speak.

Suddenly, Perez, who was jumping around him, tilted his body and fell towards the balcony.

Qin Feng quickly grabbed Perez and dragged him into the terrace. "Be careful Antonio, it's just a goal. I don't want you to lose your life!"

"It's worth spending your life with me!"

Perez didn't realize how dangerous it was just now. He sat on the ground and said with tears: "I have lived here with my father since the team was founded in 1945. Now, 54 years later, we have been promoted to the top league and are still playing. To score such a beautiful goal, I really, really..."

Speaking of the end.

Old Perez burst into tears and just said random words of thanking God and Qin Feng.

Qin Feng felt sad for a while. He patted Perez on the back and was about to say a few words of comfort.

Singing suddenly sounded from the stands on all sides, getting louder and louder, and gradually gathered in one place.

Old Perez raised his head and slowly opened his eyes.

"Soria has a great team that no one can compare to!"

"Their defense is like an iron wall, and their offense can break any goal!"

"Incomparable Numancia, incomparable Numancia!"

"..."

in the stands.

All the Numancia fans stood up, covering their hearts with their right hands, and their faces flushed as they sang.

The singing is passionate and touching.

All the fans shed tears while singing.

Perez slowly stood up with tears on his face, also holding his left chest, and shouted with nearly 30000 fans in the audience, "Incomparable Numancia, incomparable Numancia!"

"It's you who make Soria always victorious!"

……