[Football Fans] Glory

An hour after the game, there were still some people who relentlessly teased Guti about his excitement. As a result, the "angry" Guti stripped off his jersey and took a picture of "ashamed with rain and tears" and sent it out.

Then, someone's phone rang immediately.

Everyone who was squatting in the big conference room waiting to watch a game turned their heads away.

Someone once said that the bosses in the locker room are hegemonic with no sense of privacy, and most of the veterans in the national team are also like this-Guti glared at the bad seniors sitting around him, but he couldn't stop him at all snooping.

"Answer the phone!"

Seeing that Guti hadn't pressed the answer button for a long time, Enrique urged.

asshole!

"This is Guti!"

"Jose, why are you posting that kind of picture?"

A familiar voice sounded, the usual honest and gentle voice was full of anger.

Guti patted Raul who was putting on his clothes, "It's just a joke."

Mo Lun was very upset. They usually play with a sense of proportion. Don’t you think it’s a bit too much today?

After putting on his clothes, Raul reached for his phone, "We're just kidding, the underwear is still there!"

Enrique moved closer to listen carefully, but Hierro pulled him away with his fingers, "Show some face!"

"Hey~~~"

There are quite a lot of Real Madrid players in this national team, and they happened to sit together, with Guti Raul and the others in the middle.

"what happened?"

The teammates of the national team sitting together over there looked over curiously. Just now, Guti took off Raul's clothes and they all watched, booing and cheering a lot. Now, seeing Guti's embarrassing expression, they are very curious who played it. The phone call came.

While they were making a fuss, the gentlemen of the coaching staff walked in.

"The game is about to start, what are you doing?"

Also today, the last quarter-final was held in Osaka, Japan. The opponents were Argentina and Turkey. The game started 6 hours later than them and started at 18:[-] in the afternoon.

In Guti's memory, the 02 World Cup was not only a game of black whistle and golden ball dancing together, but also a cup game in which many teams from powerful countries lost their wings.

For example, the last champion France, the uncrowned king Netherlands, the South American powerhouse Argentina, etc., were all eliminated in the group stage.

Argentina's elimination is really suspicious, and the tears of despair of the God of War and the Son of the Wind made countless fans unbearable to look back.

The previous coach Passarella caused anger and resentment, the generals fell out, and was eventually dismissed.

This year, Basile was appointed as the coach. He has a relatively mild temper and can't control the thorns in the team. The cooperation between the players is not in place, the tactics are chaotic and unformed, and losing is a matter of course.

But this time and space is different.

Redondo is not as paranoid as Guti remembers, and he did not quit the national team because of his hair or personality. He has been the core of the Argentine team all these years. After the core, Redondo, who is already recognized as the number one defensive midfielder in world football, has no one to resist his prestige in the national team. Everyone who heard it felt numb and had goosebumps all over his body, and Maradona, who had already started to put on weight, jumped up and down and said that Redondo was his best successor...

Whoever is called Redondo likes well-behaved children.

Raul, who heard Guti muttering, commented in this way.

In Redondo's heart, Guti's status may be more important to the Real Madrid twin stars who are also favored in this life, but Raul doesn't care. Be petty, otherwise no one who is blind up and down can't see the things he did, and everyone pretends not to know and sometimes helps him cover it up.

So occasionally, Guti's hands are itchy, and he really wants to beat up Raul.

Looking back to the present, in this World Cup, under the command of Redondo, although Argentina did not perform so wildly and unrestrainedly, but steadily and steadily passed every opponent step by step, Guti thought about waiting for this World Cup With the end of the World Cup, it is estimated that there will be tens of thousands more fans of Redondo's fans.

The Argentine team in Group F won the first game against Nigeria 1-0. The two sides played against England 1-1. England's Beckham evened the score with a full moon machete before his death. , saved England and redeemed himself.Another 1-0 against Sweden, the group successfully qualified.

In the round of 3, Argentina won 0-[-] against Senegal.

Today is their quarterfinal match.

"Speaking of which, Fernando's defense is indeed much stronger."

While watching the game and chatting about Argentina, Hierro sighed.

Argentina and Brazil, the two major football powerhouses in South America, actually have a problem of strong offense and weak defense, but why can't they win when they know this problem?

Because the midfield and frontcourt of the two teams are too strong, often they beat you badly before you have time to attack.

It's crazy to do offense instead of defense.

"Actually, it's not quite right."

Hearing Hierro's exclamation, Guti shook his head.

"why?"

The teammates pricked up their ears.

"Actually, it's not that the two teams don't have good defenders, but their defenders prefer to rush forward, and their assist ability is too strong."

Guti sighed slightly.

The person he thought of, probably others thought of it too.

"Your Carlos has first-class speed, first-class assists and first-class long-range shots. He is indeed a good defender."

Nadal nodded.

As a result, his words were exchanged for the sideways glances of the Real Madrid people present-is this really a compliment!

"Argentina's Zanetti is very good. His performance in Inter Milan has attracted much attention, so it's not that they don't have good defenders, but that they have always lacked a unified tactic."

After joking, Guti explained Argentina's tactics.

All the teammates who listened nodded their heads. There are so many players in football, but not many can become coaches after retirement, and there are only a few who have achieved outstanding results as coaches. Guti’s views are indeed different from ordinary players.

Most of the coaching staff of the national team are acquaintances who have worked with the old man, so they speak very straightforwardly.

"Your little guy is good, and he will be a good coach in the future."

Dad laughed, "Too naughty."

"Just pretend!"

The old man who was despised by his peers smiled, but his heart was full of emotion.

This disciple has experienced too much pain, but his heart has always remained pure and innocent. For a while, he didn't like Guti's excessive intervention, and he felt jealous, but in the end he still understood that Guti was not that kind of selfish , The only person who has great ambitions in his heart, but at the same time he does not think about destroying other people's dreams, but instead helps more people who can help. This kind of Guti is admired and loved at the same time , feel sorry for him again.

Guti over there pointed to the game on TV and was still explaining, "...in Argentine football, there have always been two styles of football, one is the passionate style that we are familiar with, and the other is the conservative style. The stable faction, generally speaking, the wild and passionate faction that has the upper hand, you can hear it literally, a demanding attack, crazy attack, the main representative of this style is actually Passarella... "

"impossible!"

Raul yelled.

Anyone who has seen the Argentine team under the command of Passarella knows that his style is extremely conservative.

"Haha, you are wrong. His style is to attack and attack, but he needs someone to attack. Who is he looking for? Ortega, an individualist with a unique style of play, he is in the hearts of players who exclude others. Prestige...hehe, without unity and cooperation in Argentina, doesn't he require defense to win?"

Listening to Guti's nonsense, the old man couldn't help shaking his head.

Personal style is a matter of personal preference. As the coach of the national team, you must put aside your personal preferences and use the resources available to build a team that can play games. This is fundamentally different from the pursuit of preferences.

That brat Guti is fooling around with these ignorant bastards again.

You see, Hierro listened to the game for a while, then started to watch the game and then wandered away. He must be lazy to listen to Guti. But I don't want to be here with him, it's so hard to bear!

It's just that wise people are in the minority, and many teammates were stunned by Guti. It can be seen from the front that some people really believe it.

The corners of the father's lips twitched, and he really wanted to cover his face. Guti, who was crying like a child two hours ago, will be like a magic stick, and the people who will be bluffed by him-listen to Raul before Guti scolded their forwards for being ignorant, maybe there is some truth in that?

Well, we can watch it later.

Dad happily made such a decision.

By the way, Dad played as a defender when he was a player!

"Damn, Türkiye's foul tactics."

Seeing the Argentine players falling to the ground one after another on TV, the Spanish players shouted one after another.

"Win for me, you must win!"

They shouted excitedly, so that outsiders must have heard that all the fans of the Argentine team were sitting here.

In fact, the correct answer is: If Argentina loses today, then the next team to face Turkey is Spain.

That's right, the winner of the two will be Spain's opponents in the semifinals.

In the eyes of Spanish players, they would rather face the super-Argentine team with first-class technology, and they don't want to fight against the rough Turkey who fouled.

"Actually, the main reason is that we can be regarded as a technical team at any rate, and we can't compete against unreasonable teams!"

This is what Guti told Raul later.

As a striker, Raul, who would definitely be kicked if he played, thought about it and nodded cautiously.

Then, the two were slapped twice by Hierro standing behind them at the same time.

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small theater:

Maradona: Redondo is my successor!

Redondo: You are the striker and I am the midfielder. What class will you take?

Maradona twisted PP and danced wildly.

Redondo: (-__-)b

Guti: Can I beat him?

Redondo: ... Don't be found out!

The author has something to say: PS: Spain was written by me to compete with Argentina. After waiting for so long, I finally wrote this stalk, haha~~