[Football Fans] Glory

Madrid is always sunny in June, and the Mediterranean climate always brings warm and soft air here. Young lads are running on the green grass, laughing and sweating. At this time, they are innocent and pure, dreaming Looking forward to a bright future.

"It's nice to be young."

Guti, who was sitting on the edge of the grass, smiled lightly.

Real Madrid's youth team gathered together to watch the World Cup during this holiday. In their free time, everyone was running and playing football on the lawn outside, full of youth.

"Aren't you going to kick it?"

The old man who appeared suddenly sat down from the side.

Tilting his head and looking at the smiling father, Guti curled his lips, even though he has lived longer than his father, the paranoid and intense nature of Golden Wolf should also be added with a certain innocence and purity. These qualities never change.

"With them?"

It's not an arrogant refusal, but a flat self-confidence, "The difference in level is too great."

The old man looked at his beloved disciple with strange eyes. The changes in the past month were too extreme. Guti, who is noisy, loves to be lively, free and undisciplined, when did he become more alienated from the world, and the once proud image The young boy with a lion cub suddenly had an inexplicable vicissitudes.

"Is it because of Raul?"

Passing a piece of the small cake in his hand, the old man asked.

His question made Guti's hand that took the cake freeze in the air, "What?"

"Because Raul is going to the first team, but you can only stay in the youth team?"

"You think I'm jealous of him?"

After taking a bite of the soft and sweet cake, Guti smiled.

"You're in a bad mood."

"what……"

"Your reaction should be to jump up and refute me, not such a flat ah."

Dad's eyes were on the group of lads on the grass, they were having fun playing, and Raul was among them, with a happy smile on his face, his curly hair was wet with sweat, making him look even smaller .

"Oh no, I'm not jealous of him, never have been."

Guti licked the residue left in his palm, "Madam's craftsmanship is getting better and better."

The old man patted him angrily, "You haven't been home recently, Cai Di is very disappointed."

"I am in a bad mood."

"why?"

"Father, when will you be the head coach of the national team!"

"Nonsense again."

"I want to be in the national team."

"You can't even get into the first team now."

"why?"

Guti turned his head and asked.

The old man froze for a few seconds, then slapped him hard again, "If you have something to say, do it for me."

"If you ask me directly, will you answer me?"

"meeting!"

"Okay," Guti sighed, "When can I enter the first team?"

Did he really ask?

The old man's eyes widened, the child really asked that.

Guti, who didn't hear the answer, smiled, "Father, what's it like to win the championship?"

The father, who had won many honors in his player days, was silent. He looked at the ecstatic expression on his disciple's face. It was not an expression of yearning for the championship, but a sadness of nostalgia and reminiscence.

Although it was unbelievable, the old man who had always favored Guti put his hand on his shoulder, "Who are you?"

The clear blue eyes turned to him, and Guti smiled, "Jose Fernandez Gutierrez, I haven't changed my name."

"you are not."

"I'm."

Father was silent.

The eyes of the two turned to the cheerful figure running on the grass at the same time, "It's nice to be young!"

Guti said.

"You're young too."

"The heart is old."

"Oh!"

The two sitting quietly on the ground looked at the young man playing football in front of them. The vigorous youthful atmosphere was beautiful and fascinating.

"You should play with them."

Dad said.

"As I said before, the technology is too different."

"As long as you're happy, it doesn't matter if it's close or not."

"I like it, but I can't lift my spirits."

"How about Raul?"

"Very well, I think his goal is to create a football team and form a team to play in the league."

Guti stretched out his hands, spread them out into the air, and then fell back and lay on the grass.

The old man propped his body back with his arms and looked up at the sky, "Sounds pretty good."

"I think the girl who can marry him is the most powerful."

"what?"

"I can still maintain a good figure."

"Hahaha~~"

Dad laughed.

His laughter attracted the attention of the boys over there, they stopped running, pointing to this side and saying something, and the cutest Raul, who is also the captain of their youth army, asked Guti "what's the matter" mouth shape, Guti, who raised his head halfway, waved his hands, signaling them to keep playing and leave this side alone.

"What about you?"

Guti was taken aback by this question, "Me? Me? I'm rich, famous, have sons and daughters, and I've been a coach and taught a bunch of naughty people. It should be pretty good!"

The old man looked sideways at him, "Should?"

"Well, compared to many people, my ending is pretty good."

"But I don't see you looking happy at all."

"Father, aren't you afraid?"

Guti looked at him quietly.

His words made Dad laugh, "What a fool!"

It was still a bit difficult to get up from the ground with a fat body, so the old man patted his pants, "Silly boy, go play football and sweat, then sleep, and live a good life!"

"You mean?"

Guti looked up at him, and two seconds later he stood up and jumped up.

"You are so confident in your level, come with Raul next season!"

The old man laughed, "The most important thing is to maintain the same level of performance!"

"understood!"

Hugging his father fiercely, Guti choked up, "I miss you very much!"

"fool!"

Dad patted his head, "No progress at all!"

Seeing his father swaying away with his hands behind his back, Guti grinned silently.

Then, I saw my father suddenly turn around, "Boy, what is the result of tonight's game?"

So Guti rolled his eyes at the father who wanted to know the result, "No gambling."

"Don't think I don't know you're betting."

Dad also gave him a blank look.

"You can't sneak a beer and eat a barbecue anymore."

"Can you tell me?"

"Madame will be angry."

"I am the head of the house."

"Really?"

"Speak or not?"

"It's a draw!"

Listening to the old man humming the tune triumphantly and walking away, Guti made a face behind his back——I will inform you.

"José!"

Raul on the other end yelled.

Guti turned around, "Did you lose?"

An aggrieved Raul thrust his waist, "I've been bullied!"

The laughter of teammates came from the grass.

Guti laughed and strode over, "I'm coming!"

The sun is shining on the earth, they are so happy at this moment, youth is invincible!

The author has something to say: PS: I hope the 14th father has a place to rest, so I chose the father who dotes on him.