[Football] Crown of Thorns

The sky is falling apart, the earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

That is a dream!

The young man carrying a backpack and walking in the mountains was instantly buried by the sudden stones, and he had no time to think about why the darkness had swept him up.

In this regard, the life of the 28-year-old youth was frozen...

"Do not!!!"

He sat up screaming.

In the medical room, the surprised team doctor turned around, "Are you okay?"

"who are you?"

The young man on the bed looked at the strange man in white robe in front of him, and blurted out a question.

"What did you say?"

The white-robed man looked at him in surprise, not understanding the strange language that came out of his mouth.

The young man was stunned.

The language spoken by the other party was Portuguese - as a person who had lived in Brazil for eight years, this language was no stranger to him, even though he hadn't heard anyone around him speak Portuguese for a long time.

"I ask, who are you?"

The words were a bit jerky, after all, it had been a long time since he spoke, but he still spoke the familiar language proficiently.

"Gama, are you alright?"

Dr. Flanda, the team doctor of the Boavista club, came over in surprise.

"Gama?"

The young man was stunned, who is this?

Doctor Flanda picked up the flashlight, stood in front of the young man, "Look up."

Inexplicably following the other party's instructions and doing various actions, Dr. Flanda was a little surprised after a small examination, "It's just being hit in the back of the head by a football, so there shouldn't be such serious consequences!"

The young man who heard the other party's whisper was stunned.

Hit by a football?

How can it be?

He hasn't played football for a long time. It has been six years since his leg was kicked and he was slightly disabled due to improper treatment. It has been six years. His family almost never mentioned football in front of him because they were afraid of him. This word, and he, watching the footsteps of his former teammates running, does not want to meet them again.

Seeing each other is worse than not seeing each other, thinking that the person who kicked his leg was even a senior of his national team, and his heart will never stop the wave of anger.

He used to be a football boy with outstanding talent. He was one of three batches of football players sent by Baolijian Group to study abroad in Brazil. He left home at the age of 10 and went to another country. He was recalled by the National Youth Team until he was 18 and joined a football club in the capital. This is how I started my seemingly promising football life. I was selected from the national youth team and then selected for the national team at the age of 20. Everyone said that these football players who came back from Brazil would be the benchmark for creating a new generation of domestic football—and then that one In 22, in the league, he was kicked by an opponent and broke his leg. The pain in his leg, the quarrel between the players of the two teams, the delay in treatment, and the bleakness of seeking medical treatment everywhere, finally retired at the age of [-].

Since then, there has been no football in his life.

"Gama?"

Doctor Flanda gave a strange cry.

The young man looked at him blankly, and repeated imitatively, "Gama?"

"God, don't you remember?"

Doctor Flanda let out a cry.

At this time, the door of the medical room was pushed open, and Dio walked in, "How is the situation?"

Dr. Flanda sighed, "I think he needs to be sent to the hospital for a detailed examination."

"what?"

Dio opened his mouth wide and looked at the young man who was still sitting on the bed in disbelief.

"He doesn't seem to remember who he is."

Doctor Flanda spread his hands with a wry smile.

Dio's eyes widened, "Gama?"

"Huh? Me?"

The young man pointed to his nose with a puzzled look on his face.

Dio was stunned. Although anything could happen in the game, it is a bit exaggerated to be hit in the back of the head and cause amnesia!

"Send Gama to the hospital and notify his family."

Dior said.

In this way, the young man with an inexplicable face was sent to the local hospital for a detailed examination, and finally got a somewhat dumbfounding answer. The short-term memory disappears and does not affect life. Try to be more familiar in a familiar environment, and it should be soon. will be able to recover.

Gama's family could not be contacted, and the club staff had no choice but to send Gama back to his dormitory in the club.

The season is over, the club players have left one after another, either transferred or went on vacation, leaving only the unlucky Gama in the empty dormitory area-yes, now the youth already knows what happened.

After being discharged from the hospital, he found the mobile phone in the dormitory from the clothes he was sent back to the dormitory, and used the mobile phone to inquire about the current situation. The young man fully understood the situation he was in.

The disasters that occurred in the ancient eastern country attracted worldwide attention. Rescue forces from all over the country continued to go to Sichuan, detailed disasters were continuously exposed, and the number of victims continued to rise.

And his predecessor was also a member of the suffering.

Sitting there for a long time, the young man began to tremble all over his body. Before he told his parents that he was going on a trip, he called his family that morning and told them where he went, and now it is a hell on earth...

Tried to dial the home phone several times, but stopped again and again. Who would believe this kind of soul travel?

Even he himself couldn't believe that he had been reincarnated into a Portuguese youth and became a complete stranger.

Tears welled up, and the young man fell on the bed, covering his face and weeping bitterly, unable to stop crying.

From here to my hometown, there is a seven-hour time difference, but it is already far away, beyond reach.

In the end, the young man still dialed the number. Even if he was an outsider, he still wanted to hear the voices of his parents, or his sister's crisp shouts.

"Who are you looking for?"

On the other end of the phone, there was a familiar voice, a familiar language, and a completely unfamiliar tone.

"I, I'm looking for Leizi."

The local accent from this body has a thick and strange voice, but the other party doesn't notice it, "Leizi, he is in the store, you can call his cell phone!"

"..."

Hanging up the phone abruptly, the young man slid on the ground.

There is a Leizi over there, so who is he?

Who is he?

Leizi is still there, so who is he?

…………

He can only be José Francisco da Gama, a 19-year-old Portuguese youth.

…………

Boavista Football Club was downgraded, and many players were transferred one after another. Those who remained were either too old and no one wanted them, or young players who hadn’t played well. Only less than half of the original main players remained. Coupled with their own youth training, it seems to be enough after being relegated to the second division.

But the club itself does not expect these young players to do anything. If they want to return to the Portuguese Super League after a year, they will not be able to save money from the players in the new season, and even need to increase their investment. Strong players come to play in the second division.

"Gama!"

Under the sun, the youth on the field was sweating profusely, and a middle-aged man shouted his name on the sidelines.

The sun-tanned young man stopped dribbling the ball and turned around, "Al, what's the matter?"

The club staff member waved at him, "Stop practicing, the coach is looking for you."

"coach?"

Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Gama picked up the water bottle from the ground and took a few sips of water, then picked up his jersey and walked over with the ball under his feet.

"You've been training with the club?"

Al looked enviously at the young man's sturdy body. The young man's naked upper body was covered with sweat. The obvious muscle mass made him look full of strength. Under the brown-black hair tips, a pair of dark blue eyes grew taller than before. The body still has a lot of smell after exercising, but it is not unpleasant.

Seems more attractive than he looked two months ago.

"Ah."

The young man responded dully.

"not going home?"

"Ah."

It's just that this character is not very likable.

Al sighed softly, young man, really.

"New coach?"

When he was about to walk to the office, the young man suddenly asked.

"Yes."

The league ended in May. Although the disaster hurt people, the world still went on its own way, and there were many incidents that should have happened.

In the European Football Championship in June, the Portuguese national team was eliminated by Germany in the quarter-finals.

In August, the ancient oriental country, which had experienced disasters, hosted the Olympic Games as planned.

And in Portugal, the new football season that people love has kicked off again.

The relegated Boavista Football Club is about to start training for the new season after recruiting.

Gama, a young man who had been staying in the dormitory and training hard every day, was called in this way.

The former coach Pacheco, who was dismissed by the club because of poor performance, has gone to the Arab world to seek gold, but they have not met the new coach.

"The new coach is Mr. Pettit."

Probably thinking that the young man was worried about something, Al patted the young man's arm comfortingly, "Mr. is a famous player on the team."

The pointed sentence made the young man stunned for a moment and nodded to Al in gratitude.

This shows that he will take a fancy to his own youth training, and may even reuse young people, especially his own family.

The Boavista club was originally recognized as one of the clubs with better youth training in Portuguese football.

Nuno Gomez, Joao Pinto, Ricardo Costa and others in the Portuguese national team all come from the Boavista youth training system.

Therefore, team coaches have always liked to promote youth training talents in the team.

It just depends on whether you can seize this opportunity.

The new coach Pettit is looking at the information sent to him by the club scouts in the office. He still has the information of all the members of the current team's first team. Many of these tasks should be done by his assistant coach. , but because there are still a few transfers that have not been finalized, his assistant coach is going to urge the transfer, so he can only do these tasks by himself.

Petit, like the former coach Pacheco, was a player of the Boavista club and an international player of the Portuguese national team, but at that time Pacheco was a defensive midfielder and he was a full-back.

However, comparing the coaching careers of the two after retirement, Pacheco's performance is much better than Petit's, just like when Mourinho, who is now well-known in football, was coaching in Portugal. This made Mourinho, who is always proud and proud, very unhappy. After becoming famous in the world for many years, he was reluctant to be mentioned by reporters. Pacheco's name, and Pacheco When the Portuguese Super League coaching was booming, Petit was working as a coach in a small team and slowly honed his commanding ability. Until this time, Pacheco left and was invited by the team to coach. Petit Only then can he truly enter the public eye.

Hearing the door knock, Petit didn't look up, "Please come in."

Before knocking on the door, Gama put on his jersey and wiped his face with a towel before knocking on the door.

"Sir, Gama is here."

After opening the door, Al greeted Petit first, and then began to introduce.

Petit raised his head and looked at the young man standing in front of him.

The jersey on his body is a little dirty. I heard that he has been training before. His exposed arms and legs look strong and powerful, his skin is almost bronzed, and he looks more handsome. Then consider his on-court Location--

"Gama, please sit down."

Pettit laughed, and this smile made his face look very gentle, like a good old man.

Al had already left, and Gama sat down. Although he sat down, his upper body was still straight, and he looked a little nervous.

After the two chatted casually, Petit smiled and picked up a file to read, "I watched your game..."

As soon as these words came out, a shy smile appeared on the bronzed face of the young man, "Uh, that..."

Seeing the young man's reaction, Pettit was stunned for a moment and then burst out laughing, "It's not that, that first show," thinking that the young man had just played for 10 minutes before he was knocked unconscious by his own defender before he even touched the ball. As a result, Pettit waved his hand, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have laughed."

"Forget it, nothing."

The young man sighed.

"It was the game when you were on the second team."

Pettit laughed twice and continued, "You are a midfielder. I noticed that your performance is not bad, but you are inexperienced. Of course, this requires more games to practice, but," he looked at it again Youth, "I thought you looked a little thin in the video..."

In today's meeting, Pettit was surprised to find that the sense of power in the young man seemed to have resulted in quite good training for the young man in the past two months.

"Yes sir, my physical strength was lacking before, but it is much better now."

The young man smiled and did not deny that he had specialized in strength training.

When Gama joined the Boavista youth training team before, he was good at the skills he was good at during the growth process, but he was still lacking in strength. After all, strength training not only requires scientific methods, but also It needs professional food supplements, and Jia Ma, who was born in a poor family on the island, has no such professional knowledge and ability.

But young people are different. Although the coaches of the Sao Paulo club kept emphasizing the priority of technology when they were training in Brazil, they paid more attention to strength in China, especially in domestic competitions. Injuries, so even though he was known for his outstanding skills among players of his generation, his strength is not bad.

What Gama can't do is just common sense to young people.

Of course, strength training also requires money, and Gama does not.

The young man didn't know where Jia Ma's salary had gone until he received a call from Jia Ma's sister.

His mother died young, his father was an alcoholic, and the family's source of income was only dependent on his sister's labor. Most of Gama's previous salary was sent back to the island.

What's more, Gama himself only got the lowest salary as a player after entering the youth team, and his income is not high.

Because Jiama did not go back during the holidays and there was no news, his sister secretly called him, and the young man was thinking about using the only salary he had to earn some money for himself.

Leizi's father is a soldier and his mother is doing business outside. After he retired, he relied on family support to open a bar. Relying on his family connections, the bar business is generally good. After entering a university, he has learned some professional knowledge. At any rate, he still knows foreign languages, and occasionally does some private work, so he is doing well.

Of course, it's not just good.

Leizi who has lost his dreams has no other interests in life other than traveling alone.

Using this knowledge, the young man has earned some money in the past two months, which has improved his life a lot. Strength training will naturally follow when he has money.

Knowledge changes destiny, this is the truth!

The young man smiled slightly.

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PS: The prototype of Leizi is a player I know who was sent to study in Brazil by Jianlibao Group.