[Football Fans] Glory

Although they played well and were praised by the fans, a loss is a loss. After completing the routine procedures, the Spanish players who returned to the hotel huddled in their rooms one by one, resting quietly and recovering their mood.

Carney, who shared the same room with Guti, was also very depressed after not getting a chance to play, so he went out after sitting for a while.

Lying on the bed with blank eyes, Guti rolled over in distress.

It's not that he hasn't lost before. Losing is not the worst thing for him. It may be that he has lived too recklessly and arrogantly in the past two years since he came back, and he couldn't accept the reality of losing for a while.

Opening the SMS box of the mobile phone, I have received a lot of messages and missed calls, probably because everyone sent text messages because they couldn't get through.

Raul: It doesn't matter, next time I will win with you!

Guti pouted, arrogant!

Moron: It's okay, there's still a chance!

You two are clearly together, why do you have to send text messages separately.

Sanchez Jr.: You worked hard and did well.

The tone of the old captain, tsk!

There were also Real Madrid teammates Mia, Buyo, and even Ivan who had transferred, and Kaguinha, who had never met, all sent text messages.

Turning to the back, Redondo's name also appeared.

Guti stared at the name, and slowly clicked to open the text message from Redondo: Your performance is very good, you are still young and have many opportunities, and the World Cup in two years will be your stage!

Staring blankly at those two short sentences, Guti closed his eyes.

Forget it, it's fine now, let's talk about it later!

After closing his eyes and resting for a while, Guti got up again and called Arancha.

Alancha on the other end smiled, "Have you figured it out?"

"If you can't figure it out, if you lose, you lose. Just work harder next time."

"So……"

Arancha hesitated, "Jose, I..."

"Whoa, Arancha, don't abandon me~~~"

Guti began to pretend to cry.

Knowing that the little boyfriend was deliberately joking, Alan Chapu laughed, "If we announce our breakup now, I guess I won't have a job in Spain within half a year."

"Come on, Arancha, I don't care."

Guti's meaning is very clear. With the current situation, if Alancha really announces that he has broken up with him, people will definitely be accused, and he doesn't care at all that Alancha continues to work in the country under the name of his girlfriend.

"Jose, that's not fair to you."

Arancha has always believed that if he loves someone, he must be officially recognized, because it is a respect for the lover.

It doesn't matter even if she is caught dating someone else, because with Alancha's personality, she is afraid of being scolded. Her personality is like that. If you love someone, you must be aboveboard, even if you are criticized by countless people.

But Guti felt that he had been using Alancha all the time. If Alancha was really caught dating someone else, he would be even more sorry for her. The loss would be her reputation, not his own, so he didn't want to be in the limelight. Let Arancha take center stage.

"The national team will return home tomorrow, and I am going to ask for leave to go to the United States. Do you want to go with me?"

Goody asked.

"Jose, I'm going back to Argentina."

Arancha hesitated for a moment, but still rejected Guti's invitation.

She thinks that she will not take the job in Spain within six months. Anyway, her main job is in Argentina at present, but it doesn't matter if it is half a year later.

"OK then!"

I was just a little disappointed, but Guti cheered up, "He must treat you well, otherwise I won't approve."

"Well, Jose!"

After hanging up the phone, Guti turned over and looked up at the sky.

This is the result, for himself or Arancha, this is the best ending.

Arancha will have a man who loves her more than anything else, and she will completely let go of her previous feelings, even if it is only a little bit.

The only thing I feel guilty about is Arancha in my previous life. I'm sorry...

The national team disbanded on the spot, and those who wanted to go back to China could go back on the same plane, and those who planned to go on vacation could transfer from here to find places to go.

Guti planned to stay one more day, and he booked a ticket to the United States on the 24th.

Today is June 6, another quarter-final match between the Czech Republic and Portugal is held at the Birmingham-Villa Park Stadium, and Guti decided to watch the match.

The distance from Leeds United to Birmingham is not too far. Guti took the subway to the city center at noon, and then took a taxi to the vicinity of the stadium.

The ticket for the usual game is 14 pounds, and you can also visit the museum here with the ticket, which is quite a bargain, but because it is an international game today, the ticket price is not cheap, and no tickets can be booked online Guti strolled around here for a while, and found that there were no tickets at the ticket window, even if he was looking for a scalper, he couldn't find it.

The game was held at night, but it was only 03:30 in the afternoon, and the stadium was already full of people, and there were people begging for tickets everywhere.

It was obviously a match between the Czech Republic and Portugal, why did the British buy out all the tickets?

Guti sighed melancholy.

Well, by the way, he's been approached several times by men and women.

After thinking and thinking, Guti had no choice but to take out his mobile phone and dial the number.

"Pavel~~"

Guti, who was hiding on the phone, was aggrieved.

Nedved on the other end was taken aback, "Jose?"

"Woo, you don't even comfort me when I lose~"

Guti continued to fake cry.

Nedved, who had just had lunch in the lounge, burst out laughing, attracting the attention of several teammates around him. He quickly got up and walked aside to talk.

"Jose, you didn't answer my call, did you receive the text message?"

"Received~~"

Guti laughed, "Pavel, do you have a ticket?"

"what?"

Nedved froze.

"I came to see your game, but I didn't book tickets online, and the windows don't sell them now. Do you still have tickets for relatives and friends?"

Guti opened his mouth generously and asked for a ticket.

Nedved was stunned and then smiled, "Wait a minute."

He turned his head and looked at his teammates in the lounge, "Which one of you still has a family and friend ticket, just one."

Many of the teammates of the national team brought their families to watch the game, or gave the tickets to friends. There was really nothing to spare for a while, until the team doctor heard him say that he would give it to a teammate who couldn’t buy a ticket at the scene At that time, it was better for him to go out with a work sign and bring people in. Anyway, there are still internal seats, of course, only for internal personnel.

Nedved thanked the team doctor embarrassingly, "Jose, where are you now?"

After asking where Guti was, Nedved found an English-speaking staff member of the team to pick Guti in.

Then, Nedved was stared at by a group of teammates, so he had to talk about Guti's origin.

"Number 19 of the Spanish national team, that pretty boy with blond hair."

Miroslav KADLEC (Miroslav KADLEC) asked with a smile, they also watched last night's game on the broadcast. The most attractive players in this game are England's Gascoigne, Shearer and the Spanish teenager.

As a rookie in the Czech national team, Nedved is a very likable guy. Otherwise, how could the team doctor say that someone can be brought in based on his inquiry? That is the tacit approval of the coaching staff and the captain. .

Kadlec is the captain of the national team.

Guti, who was outside the field, was led into the field by a staff member of the Czech team.

Although he went in, he and Nedved couldn't see him at this moment. At this time, the players were doing final adjustments, rest and pre-match preparations in the lounge opposite the locker room.

But you can make calls.

"Pavel, are there really leather lounge chairs designed according to the curves of the human body in the lounge?"

Goody asked.

Nedved nodded, "Yes, very comfortable!"

"There are six showers in the locker room?"

"Have."

"Six bathrooms?"

"Yes."

"There are also two bidet bathrooms and a luxurious mineral water pool."

"Yes."

"Oh, it's great, I'm so envious~~"

Guti exclaimed at the phone, which made Nedved burst out laughing.

"José, are you following the brochure according to the scriptures!"

Nedved laughed.

Putting down the brochure in his hand, Guti pulled his hair with his hand, "Isn't this a bit of emotion, compared to this, we are simply bumpkins. The Birmingham-Villa Park stadium is worthy of the six-star stadium rated by FIFA. I really want to Get acquainted."

"The Bernabéu is also beautiful."

Nedved comforted him.

"You mean the bathroom that doesn't have a partition or even a countertop for soap?"

Guti complained.

Pfft, now Nedved couldn't help laughing out loud anymore, and as a result once again attracted the attention of his teammates.

Embarrassed by this, he quickly walked away from the other corner, and lowered his voice, "Jose, what about the venues for your games?"

"It's okay, there's hot water."

Guti answered very simply.

Tsk, it sounds aggrieved, just ask for hot water.

Nedved smiled lowly, "Have supper together after the game?"

"You can just treat me."

"Okay, my treat."

Nedved, who was teased by Guti and couldn't stop laughing, put down the phone and sat back on the recliner with a happy expression.

"Pavel?"

Another Pavel, the team's No. [-] goalkeeper Pavel SRNICEK leaned his head over and yelled.

Nedved looked at him and laughed again.

"what happened?"

Srnicke raised an eyebrow.

"Thinking of how beautiful this venue is, I'm a little jealous."

Nedved made a joke.

The second goalkeeper of their national team, Pawel Srnicek, is the main force of the Newcastle team. He should have been here many times in the Premier League.

"Well, Aston Villa's results are mediocre, but their home stadium is really good."

Srnicek, who has played for Newcastle in the Premier League since 1991, nodded.

There are only a few clubs in Europe with six-star venues, and it is estimated that this one is the worst.

Time passed quickly while chatting, and the game was about to start.

Players from both sides have already warmed up, and Guti is sitting just behind the bench of the Czech team, next to the player channel.

Birmingham-Villa Park Stadium has two passages, one is called the central passage, and the other is called the player passage. The internal inclination angle of the previous central passage is very large, making the slope very steep, which makes many Aston Villa players keep I became a habit of jumping into the stadium. Later, a new player tunnel was re-opened. Not only is it spacious enough to drive a heavy truck, but the ground in the new tunnel has a gentle slope and good lighting, which is convenient for photography.At the same time, an automatic retractable white awning is specially installed at the door of the passage.When the players come out, the canopy opens automatically to protect the players from being injured by debris thrown from the auditorium.

Players from both sides of today's game entered and exited through this new channel.

Guti happened to be sitting on the seat next to the aisle, and he could clearly see the appearance of the players on both sides, and he could even touch them as long as he stretched out his hand.

When Nedved came out, Guti stopped him, and the two greeted Nedved before running out to warm up.

When the Portuguese players came out to warm up, Guti looked at them, and then he saw Figo.

The young Figo was wearing the No. 20 jersey, and his deep eyes collided with Guti. He froze for a moment, and Guti was also stunned.

Guti wanted to say hello, but he was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say. Could it be that hey, I came to the game to see the Czech team?

Figo raised his lips, smiled knowingly, turned around and walked away.

"Still that annoying look."

Guti muttered.

That kind of smile that always gives you that 'he sees it all' look is so uncomfortable.

In this game, both sides played well, but the Czech Republic played better. Although they only scored one goal, as long as they win, one goal is enough.

When the Portuguese team left the field, Guti saw Figo who looked up at him again.

After the two looked at each other, Figo turned his head and left expressionlessly.

Some people will feel unable to lift their heads when they fail, and after some people fail, you will only see his unyielding eyes, and then see him sweeping again.

The loser does not mean failure, but the winner sometimes cannot see the road ahead.

Guti thought, and raised his eyebrows and smiled at Nedved who came over.

"Bring the jersey."

The No. 4 jersey, covered in sweat and mud, was taken off but not handed over. Nedved smiled, "Wait a while, I'll wash it and bring it to you."

"Alright."

Guti smiled slightly, "Also remember to ask for leave."

Nedved raised his eyebrows, "Understood, master~"

"Humph!"

The two laughed.