[Football Fans] Glory

There was constant scrambling on the field, and Belleron was jogging on the sidelines. He was surprised to hear that the assistant coach told him to prepare to play.

Guti played very beautifully in this game, and there is no problem with his physical fitness. Why did he change him?

But when he stood on the sidelines, the coach put his hands in his pockets and asked him leisurely, "How do you go up and play?"

Belleron who asked this question was stunned, how to kick a midfielder, and how should he answer this question.

Seeing that Belleron was stunned by his question, the old man thought for a while, did he scare the newcomers?

"After going up, tell them to retreat and walk sideways..."

Dad explained a few words to him.

It was only then that Belleron realized that the coach was planning to experiment with a new formation, which surprised him—the coach must be too bold to experiment with a new formation in the Champions League!What if the opponent scores a goal?

"Don't worry, it's normal to score goals in the game, as long as you win in the end."

The old man said something lightly and calmly, and looked at the substitution number plate played on the sidelines.

Seeing the sign on the sidelines, Guti was a little surprised to find that he was replaced. He took advantage of the dead ball to say hello to his teammates and walked over.

Smiling at Belleron and embracing him again, Guti walked to his father, took the coat handed by the assistant and put it on.

"Father, you are still like this."

"How about it?"

The old man covered his mouth and asked.

To prevent the narrator from having their dialogue interpreted by a lip corner expert, they pay attention to this when they speak.

"Before, in order to let Raul practice well, you let the whole team pass the ball to him, and in order to let Igor practice well, no matter how many goals he scored, you let Dang continue to start. It is really a god-like courage. "

Speaking of this, Guti felt sore in his heart.

"Are you jealous!"

Perhaps Guti's envy was too obvious, so the old man couldn't help asking.

"probably!"

It was Guti's frank words that surprised my father a little.

"...Have I ever given up on you?"

The old man who has heard a lot of words from Guti in the past few years has already sketched out a lot of details of the story in his heart. He thinks that maybe he favored Guti, which is why Guti has always believed in him, but In addition, he may not have brought Guti any good luck in the field of competition. He also went to find out about the San Cassie that Guti mentioned. This is the captain of the Spanish national team that Guti said The future goalkeeper who is also the captain of Real Madrid is currently a young player in the Real Marafa Junior Team. He is still a very hardworking and good boy.

However, thinking about Guti's fragmented stories about him, Dad felt his heart was sour.

What the old man said made Guti silent for a while, then he shook his head, "I'm the one who didn't live up to expectations."

Knowing that he didn't want to say anything more, the old man turned his gaze back to the court, "Juan's skills are good."

Guti also looked over, "Well, he is a player with pure skills, but it is not easy for him to play as a midfielder. His physical resistance is too poor."

"It turns out that you sometimes say that others are not confrontational."

Dad smiled.

His joke made Guti laugh too, "No, it's really rare!"

"It's a bit wasteful to only play in midfield."

Dad sighed.

"He has a good view of the overall situation. In fact, there is a copy of his type of player," Guti, who covered his mouth, suddenly smiled, causing his father to look at him strangely.

Guti laughed and shook his shoulders, "AC Milan will have a super midfielder in the future, who will be trained by An Pang. That player's problems are similar to Juan's. He has excellent skills but poor physical resistance. He plays in the frontcourt. Every now and then, he was kicked, until An Pang put his front midfielder in the back midfielder position, and since then football has had another master of court control."

After listening to Guti's description, the father also found it very funny. He looked at Albertini on the field and said, "You are not listening to gossip!"

"Maintaining a good mood is good for career development."

"Just talk nonsense!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the father touched his chin, "I feel a little sorry for what you said about An Fat!"

Guti licked his lips, "Do you know him?"

"Unfamiliar."

"Has he come up with that idea now?"

"Probably not."

"That's it."

Guti smirked, "Now the idea is mine, so what? Do you want to inform me?"

"Fuck off!"

Dad stopped drinking.

Guti made a grimace and ran back to the bench.

In the end, Real Madrid beat AC Milan [-]-[-] at home in this Champions League match. Looking at the sinking expressions of the Milan players, the Real Madrid players could also understand their feelings, so although they joked before the game that they would change their jerseys, they finally None of the Real Madrid players changed in the past.

In the end, Panucci walked over and said a few words to Baggio, got Baggio's jersey and signed it back and gave it to Guti.

Looking at the No. 18 jersey covered in grass mud and sweat, Guti looked at Panucci and smiled softly, "Thank you."

Panucci waved his hand, "I like Mr. Baggio, but unfortunately..."

Looking back at the stadium where the Milanese were no longer visible, Panucci sighed, "I guess Sacchi is about to take the stage, Baggio..."

He didn't say the rest of the words, but Guti understood what he meant.

"Saki is so annoying."

Although Sacchi is the one who improved the contemporary Italian chain defense, and he also made great contributions to Italian football's recovery from the trough, but his character is really annoying, especially on the Baggio issue, he is too vicious.

Panucci, who was also hated, curled his lips, "You self-righteous old man, I will never go to a club with him."

His words made Guti roll his eyes, "Do you want to go to Inter Milan?"

Panucci was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, "Why do you say that?"

"Because Mr. Capello is there!"

Guti answered very frankly.

Panucci laughed, "Mr. Capello is a very strict person, but he has one thing better, that is, as long as you obey the command and train seriously, he will not fail to see your existence, and Sa Kee is a guy who if I don't like you, get the hell out of me, no matter how good or bad the player is."

"So you like Capello?"

Goody asked.

Why are these words so strange?

Panucci felt a little cold for no reason, he pulled his coat, "Hurry up and go back to the locker room, it's a little cold."

Then he went on to say, "For the head coach, it would be better for Mr. Capello to be a person who can bring out results without being biased!"

"That's right."

Guti nodded.

Among the football clubs in the world, I am afraid that only the Bernabéu fans, the only weird fan organization, have such requirements: only if the results are not enough, you must play beautifully, elegantly and noblely, otherwise you will lead the team with good results. You have to fuck off too.

Tsk, the only two disgraceful endings of Capello's club coaching career in his life were both at the Bernabeu. He is the only head coach who stepped down because of a bad game with good results.

"Jose?"

Panucci cried.

Guti shrugged, "I just thought that the relationship between Mr. Capello and his disciples seems to be not very good."

"That's too much for them to ask for."

But Panucci didn't care, "We are just the relationship between the players and the coach. If we ask too much, there will be more problems."

Guti was a little surprised by his reaction, and looked him up and down a few times. Unexpectedly, Panucci's views on the matter were very solid and he was a smart person.

Recalling the experience of the Italian right back, Guti nodded. He remembered that after retirement, Panucci is said to have a good business and a good fortune. He also worked as the head coach of a Serie A club with very good results. It seems that he is still called the Serie A Marshal together with Inzaghi.

"Yes, you are very good."

Guti smiled and patted Panucci.

The two talked and laughed and went back to take a shower to pack their things, and then the team disbanded and went home.

In the next few days, Real Madrid and Barcelona were very tight in the league points, and at the same time, clubs such as Deportivo were chasing closely. In the Champions League, the La Liga giants Real Madrid sang victory all the way. , but Barcelona stumbled and was overthrown by Dortmund in Germany.

Everyone in Real Madrid was surprised when they saw the news.

Guti tried his best to recall whether this happened in the past, but was surprised to find that the current history is different from the past in his memory, and the wheel of time seems to have deviated from his memory.

"In other words, you can't tell what the future will look like now!"

The old man handed Guti a cup of tea and asked with a smile.

Guti sighed, "Sure enough, as those scientists said, the breeze blown by a butterfly in South America may cause a tornado."

"Your existence is the point at which history deviates."

Dad nodded.

Seeing Guti's surprised gaze, the old man turned his head proudly, "Do you think I don't understand anything!"

"Yes, yes, I was wrong."

Guti smiled and apologized.

"Parallel worlds exist!"

Dad is very proud to announce that he has read some science books about parallel universes and so on in physics.

Guti, who was holding back a smile, nodded sharply, "You are right, parallel spaces must exist."

It is said that Harvey from Barcelona is quite good at physics. He can be a physicist without being a player.

Guti thought strangely, but your future king has been signed by my company, should I let him go to Barcelona?

Guti, who was thinking silently in his heart, was slapped by his father.

Poor Guti covered his head, "Dad, why did you hit me?"

The old man stared at him, "You must have been thinking about something bad just now."

"Hey~~"

Mentioning this, Guti laughed slyly, and after laughing for a while, he readily told his father about it.

After listening to Guti's words, the father felt that he really wanted to hit someone, what did this poor boy do, he really wanted to hit him!

"Do you want to waste that kid's talent?"

Dad asked very seriously.

Guti was aggrieved, "The question is, can Real Madrid want him in the future?"

"This one……"

The old man himself was not sure, he hesitated, "If his talent is really as good as you said, why not send him to a place suitable for training him, such as Portugal?"

"what?"

Guti blinked.

With love for talents, the old man said seriously, "His health is not good and he needs to be treated in the early stage and develop his ball sense. Portugal is a very suitable place for the initial training of such technical personnel, and the Portuguese League club has always been Cultivating players and selling them to Europe can seamlessly connect with European clubs, as long as there are no accidents..."

Dad also thought about which clubs in the Portuguese League are suitable for training technical players.

Guti just wanted to poach the corners of Barcelona. As for whether the poached players must come to Real Madrid, he actually didn’t insist. Hearing his father tell him about the characteristics of those clubs, a thought slowly rose in his heart, and he couldn’t help it. Live smirking.

"Snapped!"

one more time.

Guti covered his head, "Why did you hit me again?"

"You're thinking bad things again."

Dad glared at him.

"No," Guti retorted, "I just thought I could send him to Sporting Lisbon in Portugal."

"so……"

The old man who thought he was blaming Guti was a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I thought you wanted to mess around again."

"Hmph, I'm sad~~"

Guti looked indignant.

"Okay, okay, I'll ask my wife to make you muffins."

"Three packs."

"well!"

Guti, who had fooled his father, snickered, Sporting Lisbon, next year they will recruit a future superstar, if the short one is also put in, then the two people who grew up together, ah bah, why let Sporting Lisbon To get this benefit——Guti licked his lips. Although the future is unpredictable, there is no doubt about the talents of the two of them. In terms of their talents, they will definitely be able to play out-if you want to make money, it is better to earn money for Real Madrid than for Sporting Lisbon!

Guti tilted his head, lost in thought.

...In fact, the original memory has been changed so much by me, it doesn't matter if I change it again!

So Guti took out his phone and called Leon.

"...Funchal? What the hell kind of place is that?"

shouted Leon.

Guti smiled, "I'll send you the address, remember to do it quickly~~~"

"You die for me!"

Leon yelled.

"I'm going to tell my mother."

Guti threatened.

Leon, who was so angry and weak all over, looked back at his girlfriend, "Jose!!!"

"What?"

"...Get out of here!"

Guti was silent for two seconds, "Leon."

"what?"

"Indulgence is harmful to health!"

The phone hangs up with a snap.

Looking at the hung up phone in his hand, Leon yelled, "Asshole!"

Leon's girlfriend laughed and trembled all over, Leon who was laughed at finally could only sigh helplessly, "Stop laughing, just treat it as a vacation!"

"Haha~~~"

small theater:

14: Anyway, history has become a mess, so it doesn't matter if it is more chaotic!

Tianyin: ...you are so bad!

The author has something to say: PS: About Baggio, Guti just thinks about it. It is impossible to poach all the stars he likes. He just expresses his feelings.The story is written here, and it is inconsistent with the actual history, so I started to let 14 be self-willed, haha~~