Juan Bellerón, panting with his teammates, walked into the players' tunnel, walked into the luxurious locker room, and glanced at the cloudy Basques, Bellerón lowered his eyes and sat in the corner leaning against the wardrobe waiting for the hair dryer to turn on.Sure enough, the black-faced Basques were gushing, and the locker room could hear a pin drop, and even a faint echo could be heard.Belleron doesn't know if it's his delusion, but it's certain that after more than five years, the same coach, the same teammates, the same training, the same games, the same hair dryer, Belleron can't help but feel a little tired when he thinks about it.The Basques have reason to be proud of bringing a team like Laco to where they are today, and by the way, they have taught the players a lesson.It is precisely because of his high pressure that his teammates are extremely united, and the Laco players can always be conscientious despite fatigue, but it is difficult to perform extraordinarily; The teammates are used to moving forward in silence, but they also have a lot less passion.Who was the last person who dared to tear through this iron curtain?
Oh, Sergio, this strange Brazilian, he actually hit the Basques with his head in training and was sold as a result.There are also "Uruguayans" who dare to quarrel with him, but under the threat of loan to the lower leagues, it seems that they will only stop at shouting.Everything in Laco is still business as usual, as if it is a black and white world, as if it is a not very sophisticated machine, rumbling, without mistakes or surprises, consuming the youth and life of the team members over and over again."
Huh."
In the locker room, a low chuckle was heard as Irueta lifted her glass of water and prepared to drink and fight again.Bellerón lifted his eyelids, and on the side of the head coach in front of him, Rey was sitting with his hands on his knees, but with a smile on his face, looking at the Basque.The corners of Belleron's mouth slowly hooked, Rey deserved to be the most educated of the active players, he was very intelligent, he never confronted the Basques head-on, but there was always a way to make him submit.Like now, everyone is sitting on the sidelines, for fear of angering him, but only he doesn't care.It seems that from Rey to Laco, everything is different?"
What are you laughing at?"
Iruetta glared at Wang Ai angrily."
I was very touched and rewarded by your speech, so I am very happy."
Wang Ai hurriedly stood up and explained: "Head coach, you drink water, don't be disturbed by me, your speech reminds me of Martin Luther King's "I Have a Dream". ”"I'm ......"
Irueta waved her arms, her original clear speech ideas and accumulated speech momentum have been interrupted, how can you say it?
Besides, the team members don't like his hair dryer, and he doesn't know it."
Forget it, remember what I just said, take a few minutes of rest!"
With a dark face, Irueta went out with her hands behind her back, intending to calm down.As soon as the door of the locker room closed, there was a "whew" in the small room, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.They looked at each other amusefully, and then at Rey, who was standing in front of the crowd and dancing."
I have to equalize in the second half, or he'll chase me everywhere with a javelin!"
There was laughter in the dressing room, Irueta is a Basque, the oldest ethnic group in Europe.If it weren't for the small population, it might be able to be called an "ancient civilization" or something.There have been frequent wars on the European continent for thousands of years, but the Basque Country is still Basque, which shows that this people are very brave.Irueta is the quintessential Basque: a devout Catholic, an incomprehensible national language, and ......
Very aggressive temperament!
Otherwise, an old man in his 50s can still fight with a young man?
It was also under his coercion that all kinds of players from all over Spain, as well as Europe and South America, were brought to Laco, and then trained into a group of obedient little sheep.There is only one leader in Laco, a violent, obscene, hairless old lion-like Basque!
Then, a little fox accidentally came, and it cunningly intervened in the conflict between the lion and the sheep, while pleasing the old lion, while appeasing the sheep, so as to get the right and left, and even got the nickname of Rey!
Well, it still has something to do with his good performance on the field, not pure cunning.Belleron thought to himself silently, if he was only wise and a clown-like character at most, he would never be respected by this group of arrogant teammates, but he knew very well that many teammates had the idea of transferring in private, and it had been for a long time.If it weren't for Laco's Champions League qualification, I'm afraid it would have fallen apart, right?
When I think that Rey has just been here for half a season, he is like a fish in water in Laco, the coach trusts, his teammates respect him, the fans love him, and even the owner Rondo Iro is very spoiled.Belleron was a little envious, he was just too stupid, so Camacho and Seth didn't trust him very much, especially Seth always called him a "soft egg".With a blank thought, Belleron was a little reluctant to follow his teammates out of the locker room, across the sidelines, and onto the lawn.Just as he walked on the field, a shout came from behind, and Belleron turned his head curiously, finding Rey standing outside the sideline waving his arms: "Kill Real Madrid!"
”On the Real Madrid bench on the other side, many big-name substitutes glared angrily.Although the away team that came to this stadium was in this mind, it was still too little to shout it openly, and it was too unusual, how much do you take people seriously!
Melinger will beat people up if she is in a hurry.Wang Ai ignored it, and found that Beleron turned his head, stuck his waist and gave a thumbs up: "Old Hu, you can do it!"
”Belleron knows that "Lao Hu" is calling himself, although this is a bit inexplicable, my father's surname is "Belleron", my name is "Juan", what is this "Lao Hu"?
was praised by Wang Ai like this, and the haze in Belleron's heart dissipated, yes, I was already very good!
In order to stay in the national team, he has to insist on tough physical confrontation in every game, but what if Coach Seth is wrong?
This little episode on the sidelines went unnoticed, and soon people were caught in the explosive Belleron.Instead of doing physical confrontations that he is not good at and are very painful, it is as if he is back in the early 20s when he competed in the European Youth Championships, in which he won the first title of his career.For half an hour from the 5th minute to the 35th minute of the second half, Belleron, whose face was no longer young and whose steps were unusually flexible, was almost unstoppable.In the face of the impact of Makelele's powerful midfielder, Belleron no longer gritted his teeth and resisted, but used his nimble feet to play with his opponents.The spirituality of Belleron had returned, as if it were a drop of oil for the heavy, creaking machine of Laco.()