bigabreads Chapter 505 The Real Strong Enemy
Chapter 505 The Real Strong Enemy
Chapter 505 The Real Strong Enemy
"In most literary works, the reunion after a long absence is touching. For example, Yang Guo and Xiaolongnv hold hands again after 16 years. How touching is that?
There are also such classics on the football field. For example, Beckham returned to Manchester United as an opponent at the end of his career. He won the applause of the entire Old Trafford and moved thousands of fans..."
Of course, only Poet He is the only one who can express such emotion on CCTV:
"But Long Shute does not seem to be a player who makes people cry easily. Just today, he returned to the first city of his career, set foot on the first stadium he landed in Europe, and faced his past. Intimate teammates, this was supposed to be a warm reunion drama, but he used a merciless hat trick...to completely wash away the warmth!"
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"Drip, drip, drip!"
When the final whistle sounded, Long Shute did not return to the visiting team's locker room with his teammates.
He was standing in the south stand where the home team fans gathered most at the Amsterdam Arena.
In the sky above the stands, the final score of the game was displayed on a huge electronic screen.
Ajax 1, AC Milan 4.
If it weren't for his existence, Milan might only have a draw with Ajax as in history.
But his sudden birth completely changed everything.
He looked at the frustrated Ajax fans in the stands and lowered his head slightly.
Feel sorry!
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"Long, can you sign me?"
A crisp voice interrupted the faint emotion in Long Shute's heart.
He looked up, but saw a boy with slightly dark complexion, holding his Champions League jersey from his last season at Ajax in his hand, looking at him expectantly.
Long Shu nodded, and then took the signature pen handed over by the other party:
"Little guy, what's your name?"
This boy who looked only fourteen or fifteen years old proudly puffed out his chest:
"Justin, Justin Kluivert!"
While signing, Long Shute said with a smile:
"What a nice surname, do you usually play football?"
The young man nodded and replied:
"I'm an Ajax U16 player now, and in the near future, I'll be a great player like my dad and you too!"
Long Shute paused.
How do you feel... as if I took advantage of you? !
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Having been defeated by Barcelona and AC Milan in two consecutive rounds, although Ajax was very disappointed from top to bottom, it would not give up on life.
After all, when the results of the group draw came out, they were actually ready for the six-day tour of the group stage.
Their only goal now is to take the lead in the two-round confrontation with the Celtics, so as to keep the third place in the group and be able to participate in the UEFA Cup.
Although the specifications, levels, attention, and even prize money of the Europa League are far inferior to those of the Champions League, for a Dutch club like Ajax, they are not qualified to pick and choose. The Europa League money...then It's also real money!
Relatively speaking, the strength of Ajax is still slightly stronger than the Celtics. In addition, Long Shute secretly agreed to his old club. Jax has more goal difference, so Ajax's third place is almost a certainty...
There is only one suspense left for this group:
AC Milan and Barcelona, old enemies... who will win the group? -
For Barcelona, Allegri actually has some psychological shadows.
Since coaching Milan in 2010, he has met Barcelona six times in the first three seasons. Whether it is Guardiola or his successor Vilanova, they have an absolute advantage in front of Allegri. A victory for the Reds - 2-0 at home to Barcelona in the first leg of last season's round of [-] - now looks more like the opponents have not woken up in the game.
Because when Barcelona returned to Camp Nou in the second round, they almost sent Milan four goals back to Italy with the same momentum of chopping melons and vegetables...
Although it is said that even if they lose to Barcelona, as long as they win against Celtic and Ajax, it is enough to ensure that Milan will advance to the knockout round with the second place in the group, but as a dignified and thoughtful head coach, Allegri also Eager to win over this old rival.
So this Italian coach, who is somewhat lazy in nature, likes to enjoy life, and hates too much pressure, began to actively study tactics after returning to Milan.
He not only studied the tactics of Barcelona, but also studied the tactics of Real Madrid, Atletico Madrid, Chelsea, and Inter Milan. He wanted to find inspiration for defeating the enemy from the games between these teams and Barcelona. He researched it over and over again, and became a workaholic once, and even his model girlfriend complained about him.
He had just studied for a day and a night, and assistant coach Mauro Tassotti couldn't help but remind him:
"Are we putting Barcelona down first? The league... is also important, right?"
Allegri glanced at the calendar on his desk, then looked at the memo, and then woke up like a dream:
Four days later, on October 10, his team is about to go away to challenge the most powerful enemy in the league-Juventus! -
"focus!"
"The back line keeps the rhythm consistent, don't get confused easily!"
"Strengthen the pressing in the midfield! Be quicker when switching between offense and defense!"
"Don't pass back meaninglessly, you are not Barcelona!"
"The sideways also have to retreat, and we can't give the opponent a chance to pass easily!"
"Kaka! Don't step too far! Pay attention to the situation of the dragon in the middle! Take care of him at any time!"
"Mario, do you want me to go to the youth academy and ask Philip (Inzaghi) to teach you how to move?"
"Matia (De Sciglio), isn't your idol Maldini? You just pay tribute to him? Can your defense be tougher and more decisive?"
Allegri, who "knows he has lost his way", jumped into the training field in person, urging the players to train hard with his own unpleasant voice.
After all, the battle is imminent, and even the legendary Milan captain Paolo Maldini, who has been hired but has not shown much, has come to the training base to guide the players' training-after all, his current title is the technical director. Nothing he did was beyond his authority.
"Why, Mattia, why don't you understand?"
After a few minutes of verbal instruction to De Sciglio, Maldini finally had enough, took off his sports jacket and jumped straight onto the training ground:
"Come on, come on, let me teach you how to get a slot! Such a simple thing...even I can do it!"
Seeing the 45-year-old captain block Long Shute behind him with a smart card position, De Sciglio burst into tears.
You old monster!
Since you are so good...then don't retire!
(End of this chapter)