It’s another nice sunny weather Peter walked out of the duty room at the Staplewood training base, raised his head, and looked at the blue sky without even a trace of cloud.
He suddenly felt relaxed and happy, and all the sleepiness from staying up late was gone.
"Morning, Peter."
A young man standing straight in a security uniform at the sentry post at the door of the duty room greeted Peter as he walked out of the duty room.
"Morning, Thomas" Peter responded with a smile, "It's a beautiful day, what do you think?"
Security guard Thomas didn't answer, but he raised his head and glanced at the cloudless blue sky, with a smile on his lips.
It is indeed a very good weather for playing football Although he is only in his twenties, he has been a veteran Saints fan for more than 20 years.
Of course, when I say senior, I mean compared to many new fans nowadays.
If compared to Uncle Peter standing next to him, stretching, then he is inferior.
He still clearly remembered that when he was a child, this Uncle Peter was already a security guard at Staplewood.
Oh, no, there wasn't Staplewood yet.
At that time, the Saints' training base was very simple.
It was just surrounded by a circle and the players trained inside.
These children are always accompanied by adults and appear around the training ground, watching them train like this.
Some of them are even naughty and will sneak in and run in to cause trouble.
Looking back, Southampton seemed like an amateur team rooted in the community at that time, and the stars they cherished sometimes felt like their big brothers.
Oh, by the way, if you often go to Saint Harry's Bar, you will often meet players who come to drink and ask for autographs, photos and so on.
That is completely normal.
Everyone at that time loved the saints as if they were their own family and friends.
Relatively speaking, the current Saints are a bit unfamiliar.
Thick walls and tall street trees completely separate the training ground from the fans.
Although fans can also go to the training ground to watch the team train, they have to go through security checks and go through some procedures, which is no longer as casual and simple as before.
At least, the days when entering the training base were as convenient and simple as entering your own home no longer exist.
This is not a problem for one Southampton team, but a problem for all teams across Europe.
Times have changed, and everything has changed with it.
Even the fans' feelings towards the club have changed accordingly.
The saint is still the saint loved by everyone in this city, but the feelings are different and the way of expressing feelings is also different.
Thomas is one of those old-school fans who still misses the Saints team of his childhood.
So, he came to Staplewood Training Base and he worked as a security guard.
Because of this, he can walk in Staplewood every day and feel as if he is walking through his own home.
"Peter."
"Well" Peter turned around and glanced at the young man who stood up straight.
"How long have you been working here?"
Thomas asked.
Peter frowned, as if he was thinking very hard, but he smiled again, "I can't remember, it's been a long time."
"I remember, when I was a child, I heard my dad say, you were once a very powerful player in the Saints youth training camp, and later you were also a very powerful engineer in London.
Why did you come here to work as a security guard?
Moreover, you became a security guard as soon as you became a "It's been so long" Thomas lowered his head this time and glanced at Peter sitting by the door.
Peter raised his head, his cloudy eyes seemed to be shining.
He seemed to recall his past time and fell into memories.
After more than a minute, he suddenly remembered that he had not answered the question.
"Don't believe it when I tell you.
When I was forced to leave the Saints due to injury, I envied the security guard at Staplewood because he could see those stars every day and watch them train every day.
It was so free.
I walked through Staplewood, so I had a dream at that time, I wanted to be a Staplewood security guard.”
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When Thomas heard this, he wanted to laugh a little, just because of this God, who didn’t have a dream when they were children?
Pilot, astronaut, scientist But aren’t these things that you will laugh at yourself when you grow up?
Who still remembers the dreams they once made and who is willing to be so boring to realize their childhood dreams?
"You know, I made a lot of money in London, but I wasn't happy at all.
I didn't really like my job.
It was more of a tool for me to make a living than out of love."
When Peter said this, the expression on his face was complicated.
This is often the case with people in the world.
How many people can make a living by relying on their love?
Even, how many people started out because of love, but in the end, their original intention was unknowingly changed?
After being silent for more than a minute, Peter let out a breath and continued: "Then one time, I had a quarrel with the boss because the team he supported lost to our Southampton in the league, and he started If he scolds me, I will fight him.”
Thomas almost laughed out loud.
This Peter looks gentle and gentle, and he is not a strong and powerful man.
He also fights with others.
But I really don’t want to be beaten too badly.
Peter seemed to notice Thomas's eyes, raised his head, and smiled slightly, "Why are you worried about me getting beaten?"
Thomas didn't say anything, but his expression revealed his innermost thoughts.
"Let me tell you, Thomas, that guy was beaten like a pig's head by me.
Although I also lost, he was worse than me.
That time will probably be a nightmare for him for the rest of his life."
Thomas was speechless.
It was definitely wrong to hit someone, but for some reason, he couldn't blame Peter.
"Then I decided to leave London and my wife and my kids supported my decision and we went back to Southampton and Harry told me they were looking for a security guard and, you know, I was like, Oh my God.
Ah, here’s my chance to realize my childhood dream.”
"I've been thinking that when I come back, I should be a security guard."
Thomas' mouth twitched.
This was such a small but admirable decision.
An engineer who was prosperous in London suddenly came to Southampton to work as a security guard.
He really didn't know what to say, but in any case, he admired Peter's choice and courage.
"I know that in the past few years, many old die-hards believe that the team has changed.
They think that the team has completely lost the tradition of the Saints in the past.
It has become a giant, but it has distanced itself from the fans. ” Thomas nodded, he had heard this sound often.
"Those are a group of shameless guys.
They seem to have forgotten that when the team was in deep financial crisis, Mathieu Le Tissier tried every means to raise funds, but did they donate?"
Thomas also vaguely knew about this matter.
It was not that long ago, probably less than ten years ago.
"No they don't" Peter's tone was light but forceful.
"They are like a group of selfish vampires who only know how to take but not how to give.
On the one hand, they require the team to pay attention to inheritance and maintain tradition, but this requires high costs, and they are not willing to pay for it.
Pay the price."
"If they were willing to support Mathieu Le Tissier back then, the Saints would not have been acquired by others.
They would still be our Saints.
They handed over the Saints to investors with their own hands.
Now, what qualifications do they have?
Ask others to respect their opinions and value their traditions."
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"How much money Master Huan has spent on the saints, how much effort and emotion he has invested.
Now he is just reaping the fruits he deserves.
Who have the right to criticize those shameless people?"
"Those guys were like a group of ticket-goers hanging out in the red light district.
After they had finished enjoying themselves, they sat on the edge of the bed and said to her in a very serious and sincere manner, Girl, you are so young and beautiful.
It is a pity to be in this line of work.
You might as well become a good person."
Thomas was so happy when he heard it, this is a bit too vivid, right?
"Right now, I don't think about anything, I don't listen to anyone, I just believe what I see with my eyes, which is that professional football has undergone tremendous changes in the past few years, and our Saints have not only adapted to this The changes have also transformed it from a third-level team on the verge of bankruptcy to one of the top clubs in Europe.”
"For me, this is the most amazing achievement and I'm proud of it."
Thomas nodded heavily.
He had also been confused before, but now after listening to Peter's words, he couldn't help but let go of many of his thoughts.
It's not that it completely subverts my past views, but it expands my thinking.
"By the way, Peter, the young master you are talking about, Master Huan, is as good as what was said in the newspaper.
He goes out with a lot of followers and throws money when he comes in, attracting a group of people to gather around and grab him."
Peter's eyes widened when he heard this.
Nimei, some people believe this.
"These are all fake news created by unscrupulous tabloids to create sales.
They are fake.
At least I have never seen Master Huan spend money."
After a pause, Peter's old eyes showed a hint of cunning.
"Of course, if he throws away money, I will definitely be the first to rush in and grab it.
Nimei, who can't get along with money?"
Thomas's three views were completely subverted.
What is the situation with Uncle Peter?
"So what is Master Huan like?"
Thomas asked again.
He had just come to work.
He had seen Master Huan in the newspaper and a few times in the stadium from a distance, but never face to face, so he didn't know what kind of person Master Huan was.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw several figures running towards the gate, and their conversation could be heard from a distance.
"Master, we're almost five kilometers away.
Come on, you can do it.
Hold on."
The person who spoke was a delicate beauty.
"No, it's only five kilometers.
I think back then, when I was in special training in the army, I carried dozens of kilograms on my back and ran for dozens or hundreds of kilometers.
I didn't blush or breathed.
How different is it from you, young master.
You are so weak" "I'm weak Nimei, why don't you run a hundred kilometers with a heavy load on me and try not to stand aside and talk without your back hurting?"
"Master, I feel wronged.
It was you who said that you have gained weight recently and need to lose weight, so I formulated special training for you."
"I'm specially training Nimi."
"Oh, I'll ask them to pick up my sister later."
"I'll pick up your mom" "Okay, I'll bring my mother here too.
I haven't seen them for a long time."
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"I'll wipe it.
Get out of here as far as you can.
Don't stop me from losing weight."
"Isn't it just those few taels of meat?
I don't believe it.
I can't lose you.
I will fight with you for labor and wages."
As he said that, he saw the young man gritting his teeth and rushing towards the training base gate.
Thomas just reacted and was about to stop him, but Peter held him back.
"Well, he is Master Huan" "What?"
Thomas was immediately dumbfounded.
"He is Master Huan" Oh my god, what's going on?
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