[Football Fans] Glory

After Sunday's game, Spain's second game is on June 6, with almost five days in between.

The next morning, Guti was laying on the bed half-opened in a daze, when he heard a swishing sound beside him.

"Carney?"

Guti, who was still not sober, called vaguely.

"I'm going out, you rest!"

Carney replied with a smile in his voice.

"Oh!"

The opened curtains let in some morning sunshine, which is a rare good weather in London, England.

Listening dazedly to the sound of Carney packing up his things, walking across the floor with his shoes on, and the sound of him opening and closing the door, Guti fell asleep again, until the mobile phone on the bedside rang, finally waking him up.

"Which one?"

Closing his eyes, he picked up the phone and put it to his ear, Guti asked.

"Boy~~"

A voice full of magnetism and somewhat seductive came out.

"Arancha!"

Guti opened his eyes sharply, "Where are you?"

Arancha on the other end laughed, "Boy, you haven't woken up yet!"

"Haha, everyone celebrated last night."

Guti smiled embarrassedly.

"I came to see your game, aren't you welcome?"

Arancha said.

"how come?"

Guti jumped up from the bed and yawned at the same time.

"Actually, I should have arrived yesterday."

Alancha laughed.

Guti told her before that he invited her to watch the game in England, but she came late because of work.

"My dear, you are in default."

Guti made fun of her.

"I don't have to come either."

Alancha's crisp words made Guti apologize quickly, "I was wrong, I was wrong, please eat."

"British food?"

With a hesitant voice, Guti laughed happily, "No, I think there are French restaurants here."

Well, the British cookbook, the German joke book, and the history of Italian war victory are said to be the three thinnest books in the world. God, I think foodies who want to lose weight must come to the UK for two years.

Guti quickly cleaned himself up and went downstairs to the restaurant to find something to eat.

Good thing they brought their own chef to the UK, otherwise the players would have literally cried.

The hotel booked by them is not big, but everyone who lives in the Spanish national team is relaxed. Part of the reserved rooms are all given to the family members who come with the team. Of course, the training time and the family members after eleven o'clock in the evening They are not allowed to enter the player training and accommodation areas.

Carney probably went to see his wife and children.

Only then did Guti remember that many family members of his teammates had come, wives!

Guti, who was lying on the dining table, thought weakly that Arancha could also be counted as one of them.

Someone patted him from behind, "Jose!"

Guti raised his head lazily, "Hulun!"

Julen Guerrero Lopez, who has curly brown hair and a small dimple on his face, smiles without saying a word. He is a young midfielder from Athletic Bilbao who is one and a half years older than Guti.

With a high nose and deep eyes, he has a kind face, and his usual temper is very gentle, which is different from the Basque men traditionally known by people.

But Guti knows that this man who is considered to be the future Spanish midfielder has not become the core midfielder of the national team as expected. It is not because of his lack of ability, but because of his too loyal belief—— —Because he is a Basque, Guerrero refused the invitation of the giants and the temptation of a high salary for his hometown team, Athletic Bbao. I didn't even think about transferring.

"Not going out to play?"

The gentle Guerrero sat across from Guti and asked softly.

"Arancha is coming this afternoon."

Seeing Guerrero's puzzled gaze, Guti added an explanation, "My girlfriend."

"I remembered that it was written in the newspaper, and it turned out to be true."

Guerrero laughed.

When he smiled, the dimples on his face were deep, and he looked very sweet and cute.

After admiring it for two seconds, Guti smiled, "Sometimes the rumors in the newspapers are true."

In fact, our Spanish national team can also be called the male model team, which is no worse than the Italians.

A sly smile appeared on the face of Guti, who was thinking about it again, which startled Guerrero, "Jose?"

He hesitantly called out, wondering if he had disturbed Guti.

"Ah, I was just distracted, sorry."

Guti withdrew his distracted thoughts and smiled at him, "Aren't you dating your girlfriend?"

Guerrero pursed his lips and smiled, "My son is not used to this place, she is accompanying him."

"what???"

Guti stared wide-eyed.

"You're actually married."

Even have a son! ! !

"We Basques marry early."

Guerrero, who found his teammates really surprised, smiled embarrassedly.

"God~~"

Guti muttered, this sweet and lovely little beet actually even has a son, it's too scary.

"It's good to get married early, and family stability helps us develop professionally."

Guerrero said.

Guti made a face at him, "No, it's nice to be alone, free."

"Haha~~"

Guerrero laughed and stopped talking about the subject.

The two chatted for a while about last night's game, and then talked about some experience in passing the ball in the midfield. When it comes to these, as professional players, they have a lot of emotion and experience, and they talked very much. put in.

Speaking of professional experience, Guerrero, who is only one and a half years older than the current Guti, has much more experience. He was promoted from the B team to the first team in the 92-93 season, and has two years more game experience than Guti. .

Speaking of this, Guti suddenly remembered, "Hey, last season when we played in the league, you were really fierce."

Guerrero thought for a while, "You didn't seem to play that time?"

"Well, the coach is worried that I have just been promoted to the first team, so I don't have enough experience!"

In fact, it was because he caught a cold before the game, and his father didn't dare to let him go up because he was worried that his small body would not be able to withstand the impact of the Basque.

Regarding the style of play, after the qualifiers, Guti found that among the newcomers being trained by the national team, Guerrero has a really good temper, but in the league, as a midfielder, he was also very strong with only his physical strength, tsk , two-faced man!

Guerrero was not angry when he was evaluated in this way, and his smile was still very gentle, "That's different."

If we go on talking, we will talk about the ethnic issue, and it is difficult for the two of them to talk, so they quiet down for a while.

After importing some random things, Guti sighed, "I really want to eat barbecue."

"Do you want to be scolded by the coaches!"

The two who naturally changed the subject laughed at the same time.

In the afternoon, Alancha came over and lost his temper at Guti in front of many people.

"You didn't come to pick me up!"

Guti, who noticed that she was winking at him, paused for a moment, then smiled, "It's not convenient for us to go out."

"You don't want to come!"

Alain looked menacing.

"Sorry, I'll take you to your room."

Guti smiled shyly and reached out to take her suitcase.

Alancha, who looked like a queen, strode forward in pointed high heels, and Guti followed behind with a gentle smile on her lips.

Many people who saw this scene were surprised.

"Hey, is Guti so good-tempered?"

Barcelona defender Nadal held Arcorta in surprise and asked.

In fact, Alcorta was also very surprised, "This... Actually Jose is easy to get along with."

"At noon he also criticized me as a double-faced person?"

Guerrero stared wide-eyed, turned his head and said this to Kiko who was also surprised when he took his wife out for a walk.

Guti, who didn't know that he just cooperated with Alancha's performance a little bit and made all his teammates dumbfounded, dragged his suitcase and took Alancha to the room in the family area he had booked in advance.

After entering and closing the door, Alancha kicked off his high heels and lay down on the bed.

Her actions made Guti laugh, "Why bother to dress like this."

"I have my identity, and it will make people laugh if I wear it casually."

The queen-like Arancha rolled her eyes blankly.

"Okay, what job have you taken on recently, so busy?"

Guti had to put the suitcase on the low cabinet for her, anyway, he helped Arancha wash even underwear a long time ago, which is nothing!

"Boy, you can't be so gentle with girls in the future."

Watching him pour a glass of water for her, pick up the shoes for himself and put them away, then took a towel and wiped her feet, and covered her feet with a hot towel, although it was hot, her feet would be numb after a while It has become much more comfortable.

Alancha couldn't help saying this.

Looking up at her, Guti smiled, "Want to break up?"

"A man chased me very closely recently."

Alan looked at Guti and said with a smile.

"How is it for you?"

Guti, who was half squatting, raised his head and asked with concern.

The kind and caring look in those blue eyes made Alancha feel sour. She stretched out her hand to hold Guti's face, "If only you loved me."

"I will only make you unhappy."

Many memories flew through Guti's mind, but most of them were Arancha's sad eyes when he divorced him.

She said what a fool you are, Jose!

Even in the final breakup, she never said a bad word about herself, but always said that she was a good person and a good father.

This is a good woman, but she has been mistaken for her whole life.

Seeing the sadness flashing in his blue eyes, Alancha sighed, "Silly boy!"

"You are a good woman, so you must find someone who loves you very much!"

Guti thought about it, and thought of the Argentine who loved Arancha so much that he was kicked by her (why the hell is he an Argentine).

"Jose, do you want me to give you a baby!"

Staring at each other quietly for a long time, Alan asked.

child?

Guti shook his head with a wry smile.

No need, the children in the previous life were very cute, but he was a bad role model, so forget it.

"You!"

Arancha shook her head, she really liked this boy, but unfortunately...

"I want to break up with you after the European Cup!"

With a sour heart, Alancha yelled bitterly.

Guti pouted, "Can't you wait any longer?"

"Never!!!"

Arancha put his hands on his waist, "I'm going to dump you, and I want everyone in the world to know that I'm dumping you!"

Startled by her reaction, Guti raised his hand, "Okay, okay, you dumped me, the guy who won the championship."

"champion?"

Alancha looked at him strangely, "Can you guys win the championship?"

"This~~"

Although Guti thinks they are quite strong, it is now recognized in the football world that Spain can only be regarded as a second-tier team in Europe. Just looking at the odds offered by the European gaming industry this time, it is clear that Spain has a very high odds of winning the championship. The high rate means that they are not favored.

Recall that Germany, who came to the end, actually won the championship with a semi-disabled formation. Why did Guti think they couldn't do it? ? ?

"I must win the championship!"

Guti pouted.

His cute appearance made Arancha lean over and kiss him, "Okay my boy, champion!"

Then she said, "I will dump you after winning the championship, haha, I will definitely become the public enemy of Spain."

Seeing the sadness beneath her proud expression, Guti hugged her, "I'll be here waiting for you anytime."

"Pfft, then I will really be cursed!"

"How come, with an admirer like me, you will become the most noble woman in the world."

"Little fool!"

"Ok!"

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PS: Arancha is finally going to make an honorable exit. The proud and confident woman is very beautiful, so give her a perfect ending.