[Football Fans] Glory

After Real Madrid defeated Leverkusen and successfully advanced, their opponents in the semifinals also came out.

The teams entering the Champions League four are: Juventus, Monaco, Real Madrid, Borussia Dortmund.

The semi-finals are Juventus in Serie A against Monaco in Ligue [-], Real Madrid in La Liga against Borussia Dortmund in Bundesliga.

"It looks like UEFA is giving us a chance to take revenge!"

After watching the draw, Guti leaned on Belleron and yawned.

"Dortmund are really good."

Belleron said.

"Don't worry, we will win this time."

Guti yawned again.

"Go to bed when you're tired."

Watching him keep yawning and unable to keep his eyes open, Belleron urged him.

"You're going to sleep with me tonight,"

Guti rubbed his head on his shoulder, "Anyway, there is a guest room."

The kind and good man Belleron thought for a while, then nodded, "Okay, what do you want to eat tomorrow morning?"

"Seafood porridge, toast."

Guti sat up and rubbed his eyes, "I'm going to sleep."

The injury on his leg happened just right, and the team doctor asked him not to do too much strenuous activity to prevent the wound from opening, so he only did some upper body exercises. As a result, he accidentally caught a cold the day before yesterday, and the team doctor immediately sent him back to rest.

The kind-hearted Belleron came to see him, and he habitually became his nanny.

After the quarter-finals of the UEFA Champions League, in La Liga, Real Madrid got draws one after another, and the points were gradually caught up by the two teams of Athletic Bibao and Real Sociedad.

Although the club has already realized that the team is putting all its strength in the Champions League, but on the surface it cannot be said that, so it has to keep making excuses, such as player injuries, players cold, lack of physical fitness and other reasons.

Not only did outsiders believe a lot of what they said, but even their own people were said to be half-believers.

After Guti recovered from his cold and returned to the team, he heard many such discussions in private.

"Are they out of their minds?"

When talking to Hierro, Guti couldn't figure it out.

Hierro was very calm, "Actually, it's not bad to think so, it's better than telling them that we are actually planning to give up the league!"

I actually don't want to give up!

Guti murmured in his heart.

However, he also knows that the reason for the current bad situation of Real Madrid is the lack of manpower. On the surface, it seems that there are many people in the team, but when he really exerts his strength, he feels that there are not enough people.

Mijatovic was injured at the beginning of the season. After his return, his performance deteriorated day by day. Several other main players were injured after you were injured, including Enrique, Redondo, Hierro and others. , Forced coaches can only continue to rotate. Originally, the three generations of the old, middle-aged and young generations are relatively stable. The level of the rotation is up and down in this kind of injury and injury, and the league results are naturally unstable.

"It seems that our manpower is always insufficient!"

Guti frowned.

"Well, it is estimated that a lot of people will be brought in during the summer break this year."

Hierro nodded.

"Will that..."

Guti winked at Hierro.

Hierro smiled and whispered, "Mijatovic is leaving."

"Huh, why?"

"His competitive level has dropped too fast, and he doesn't want to stay anymore."

Guti was taken aback by Hierro's words. After thinking about it, he sighed, "It's good for him to figure it out on his own. It would be nice to win the Champions League before he leaves."

"I think so too."

Hierro put his arms around Guti's neck and walked under a tree next to the training ground, "This year is a big competition year, the club and the fans can understand such results, but I'm afraid we will definitely win the league next season The champion is the only one, you know the current situation in the team, so you have to pay attention when communicating with Raul and the others, especially the players from our youth training, you have to pay attention to all aspects..."

Listening to Hierro's task arrangement, Guti kept laughing, until Hierro couldn't help but slapped him twice.

"What are you laughing at, do you think it's easy to be the captain?"

"Where is it, I just think that Louis should not have said these words to me!"

Guti blinked innocently.

"You just pretend to be you!"

Hierro knocked him again helplessly.

Although Enrique is now the captain of the first team, his foundation in Real Madrid is not solid after all, especially his captaincy is actually a concession within the club to keep him, giving you status and salary, Don't conflict with the club on the contract, it's just a way to keep people.

But Hierro is different. Although he is not a pure blood from Real Madrid's own youth training, Hierro has been conscientious and hardworking since he came to Real Madrid. He is also the captain of the national team. Seniority has more status.

Therefore, in the face of the issue of cultivating successors, Hierro has a heavier responsibility.

These things are very clear to the few people in them, so Enrique sometimes laughs at Hierro, but he will not interfere with Hierro's education and help for Guti.

When I met Dortmund again, it was still those opponents, and it was still a familiar style of play, but the ending was different.

In the first leg, Real Madrid played against Borussia Dortmund at home and won 2-0.

In the second round, Dortmund, who returned to the home court, counterattacked with all their strength. Although Real Madrid attacked with all their strength, they ended in a 0-0 draw.

In this way, Real Madrid eliminated Dortmund with a total score of 2-0 in two rounds and advanced to the final.

After the game, Guti talked to Sammer for a few words.

"At last the revenge was successful."

This frightening tone made people want to clean him up.

After Sammer stared at him for a few seconds, the corners of his lips moved slightly, "This is our home stadium."

The implication is that you dare to be so presumptuous on my territory, you are afraid of death, aren't you?

"Hey, don't be so stingy!"

Guti spoke in such a familiar tone, Samer couldn't help smiling when he saw his childish nature.

When he finally left, Summer threw Guti a bag, "Get lost."

Seeing the ferocious expression he deliberately put on, Guti stuck out his tongue, grabbed the bag and ran away.

Waiting until he got on the bus, Raul, who was sitting with him, looked at the thing in his hand curiously, "A gift?"

Only then did Guti remember, and quickly opened the bag to take a look, "Huh?"

"what?"

Raul poked his head over.

"...Really, I was just joking!"

There was an old jersey inside, a big number 5 on the back of the old jersey with a black round neck on a white background, turned to the front, and there was no sponsor logo on the chest, only a Bayern Munich logo.

"Beckenbauer, the jersey of Der Kaiser."

Surprised, Raul snatched it up and yelled loudly.

The teammates around who were resting or chatting quietly got up and looked over.

Raul raised the jersey with both hands, "Look, it's the football emperor's jersey."

"Where did wow come from?"

"Let me see, let me see~~~"

Teammates rushed over.

Guti stared at Raul angrily, "It's mine, mine!"

"Be careful, whoever tears it up will make him pay ten pieces."

Seeing his teammates passing one by one carefully, Guti warned them with a grunt.

Raul clasped his hands together in embarrassment and apologized, "I'm sorry Jose, I'm so surprised."

"cut!"

Guti, who gave him a blank look, sat down again, took out his phone and called Summer.

What does this make him say?

He was really just joking. It is very difficult to find the jersey worn by the football emperor now. It is not a matter of value or not, but a different meaning.

The Germans are also too serious.

How can he repay this!

But Summer on the other end of the phone just said lightly, "Frantz said you're good."

"F, Franz?"

Guti stuttered a little.

"Don't be so surprised!"

There was a smile in Sammer's voice, "He was there when you played Bayern last time, and he has a good impression of you."

"...too unexpected~~"

"Kick it well!"

The two talked a few more words before hanging up the phone.

Guti said to Raul with an expression as if he was sleepwalking, "He actually praised me?"

"Who?"

"Beckenbauer."

"what?"

Raul yelled.

The expression on Guti's face was dreamy, "The football emperor actually praised me for being good."

"Oh God, it's just, it's..."

Raul didn't know what to say.

Although it is said that there are two world football champions in modern times, but in terms of real power or status, the football emperor is much more powerful in Europe than the two American champions. The football emperor praises it, the value can appreciate a lot immediately!

But probably because of this, the football emperor who holds great power seldom expresses his appreciation for a certain player, and none of the players he has praised is not particularly good, such as England's Gascoigne, leaving aside his personality problem In terms of skills alone, Beckenbauer has greatly appreciated it, and it is not a player with no strength who can be favored by the emperor.

When Sammer first switched to playing Libero, he was scolded and ridiculed many times by the German media at the time just because of the position of Libero. When Beckenbauer watched Sammer's game, he said 'This is my perfect successor', the Germans immediately changed their tune and praised Summer, tsk, the Germans are not as rigid as most people think, the main thing is to see who the target is!

However, although Summer was so praised by the emperor, he did not get the emperor's jersey so easily, so the emperor still has a good impression of himself?

Guti thought about it, and his heart blossomed with joy.

Well, I'll give him my jersey on his birthday!

Gutixiang thought shamelessly.

Can the football emperor's jersey compare with yours?

No matter what the future holds, there is nothing comparable between you now!

Carefully folded the returned jersey and put it in the bag, Guti smiled.

The main reason is that he was really proud of being looked at by a circle of envious eyes.

Redondo, who was sitting diagonally across from him, took a few glances at Guti, and then said to Hierro, "I remember he said he was my fan."

Hierro sprayed, "Haha~~"

Enrique curled his lips when he heard their conversation, "Who told you that you are not the emperor!"

"What do you mean?"

"You are just a prince, prince, do you understand?"

Enrique pointed his fingers, "The emperor is already in power. Prince, it is not known whether he will be able to ascend the throne? Do you understand?"

His explanation made Redondo snort coldly.

Enrique winked at Hierro: Mensao!

Hierro spread his hands: This is incomparable!

Noticing the interaction between the two of them, Redondo snorted again, "You two have JQ!"

"what?"

Hierro stared.

Redondo laughed at the two of them with the new vocabulary he heard from Guti.

Hierro, who was shot innocently, turned all his anger on Enrique after glaring at Redondo.

"It's all your fault."

If you find a chance, you must take care of you again, Guti has been spoiled by you!

Enrique who was shot in the knee: It's none of my business, Guti is a bad boy, okay?

Angry Hierro: Shut up!

The author has something to say: PS: Thank you for your concern. I started to sleep yesterday afternoon and didn’t get up until nine o’clock this morning. I feel much more relaxed~