Phil hurried up a few steps, and with his head down, he crashed into a room, and when he looked up, it was a blue-black arrangement—he made a mistake, and he froze, and withdrew. He walked into the right locker room and hurried into the bathroom. I'm a little glad I didn't fucking walk into the red and black room.

Phil was standing by the urinal, and in fact, he couldn't pee anything, he was sweating too much, and he didn't have any water in his body. But he was a little nervous, and he didn't know whether he was excited or anxious, so he forced himself to pee a little. Someone came in again, it was Gonzalo.

The Spaniard pouted, as if he wanted to speak, but he didn't seem to know what to say. Phil shuddered, lifted his pants, and slapped Gonzalo on the back, "be careful." ”

Gonzalo was provoked by this palm, blurted out, and peed a little on the ground, and his sweaty face turned red for a moment. Phil smiled and said sorry and went back to the locker room.

Most of the teammates and coaches are back. Phil sat down and remembered that he had forgotten to wash his hands. He rubbed his pants against him, glancing at Jacob next to him as he rubbed it. Damn, it looks like even Jake's iron lung is tired enough. Phil arched his elbow to Jacob, "Hey Jake, did you know that Inter's dressing room is shabby? Over there...... I thought the two teams were sharing a locker room. ”

Jacob didn't look up, and replied with a smile, "Stupid, even if they share the same court, of course the locker room has its own use. Also, don't touch me with your hands. ”

The second captain's words were heard by his teammates next to him and laughed. Phil also laughed dryly, but did not speak again. The adrenaline was still beating through his brain.

Phil leaned back, letting Khan cling to his jersey. He closed his eyes, he knew that the boss was about to start talking, tactical set-up and motivational speeches, and before that, maybe only a minute, he wanted to slow his heartbeat.

The time was May 12, 8:35 p.m. The venue is Milan, San Siro Stadium. It has been eight days since the first leg of the Champions League semi-final.

Phil didn't know how the team-mates and coaches around him had spent the fifteen-minute half-time break that night at the new Queen's Park eight days ago. He was fucking in the studio at BT Sport at the time.

The voices of Leo Ferdinand, Steve Gerrard and Gary Lineker were even more irritating at the time than Michael Warren's. He tried his best to suppress his emotions and followed them to analyze the highlights of the first half.

'Pat played very well in the first half and if he had scored the goal at the start, it could have been a completely different situation now. "Oh fuck, that's bullshit.

'Benjamin, I think he's probably a little bit unwell, I'm not sure, I mean everybody knows he's able to make graceful turns and passes, but not once in this first half. His guess turned out to be correct.

"Hans, I have to say, he's a hero, he saved that penalty was fantastic!!" Phil Beasley is not a stingy man, even if Hans Bachmeier is a bit bigger than him and "bullies" him from time to time, he is still willing to give him the word "hero".

"Ian, our captain, the best captain in the world. When he's on the pitch, you don't have to worry about anything. "Yes, it really is. Red-haired Scotsman, though he never said it and maybe won't fucking say it again, but Phil Beasley loves Ian Parker.

"Jake, Jake, oh this guy, his running coverage has an irreplaceable tactical role. "Jake is really an England tough guy when he's on the pitch. But he won't tell the Newcastle people about it.

"John, yes, it looks like he's made some mistakes, but he's just one man, he can't juggle all the areas. "Stop getting tattoos, Northern Love Kid...... Phil sometimes felt dazzled by John.

"Gonzalo? He's played really well this season, he's a different type of left-back than Zixiang. "Phil doesn't really know what the difference is.

"Glenn is the best centre-back in the world in my heart. "Although I am very shy on weekdays, I don't talk much. But sometimes it seems like a tough guy on the field? Oh damn it, the word tough guy is getting cheaper.

'JT is a little hesitant but he's a good centre-back. As a striker, I don't want to be entangled in him. "It's an out-and-out lie. But JT is a buddy.

"Leon and Genk will definitely miss me. At that time, Phil fell silent. He understands one thing, not only Leon and Genk will miss him, but Pat and Ben will miss him as well.

The boss who misses himself the most should be. What a fucking damn thing. Phil doesn't know much about football tactics, but he can see AC Milan's bizarre defensive system, and his type of striker can work wonders on the field. He can make that Sabatini's ass hurt!!! Leon, Henk, Pat, and Benjamin are all too gentle. The dirty work is still up to him, Phil Beasley.

It's a pity that the team was down 0:1 at that time, and Phil Beasley couldn't do anything, so he could only sit in the live box and say that nonsense.

The bad news didn't stop there, as Lineker, Rio Ferdinand and Steven Gerrard began to analyse what the AC Milan boss had said to his boss in the opening kick-off. It's all fried on social media. People guessed a rough idea. Phil agrees with their speculation.

Massimo Romano said: "I hope this is not your last Champions League game on this pitch, Queen of Spades. ”

The Italian called out the "Queen of Spades" with obvious taunts on his lips. But that's not the point, not at all.

"Phil, are you tired?"

The sound seemed to come from the back of his head and seemed to be hallucinating, and Phil slowly opened his eyes to see the team doctor standing in front of him. He was still leaning up, looking at the pretty face with a somewhat scoundrel expression, crooked his mouth and pulling out a little smile, "Hey, A-Bomb, I'm the Hulk." I never get tired. ”

Alice looked Phil up and down, her eyes were very serious, and her tone was the same, "Do you need a massage?"

Phil shook her head and said thank you, but Alice only hesitated and turned to her teammates. Phil leaned a little and looked at the other woman in the locker room. She is still working with other coaches about the details. She was probably too hot and took off her coat as soon as she entered the locker room, and now she was wearing only a white shirt with her sleeves rolled up. It's a typical professional woman.

Tina and Liz are not the same at all. Phil thought. He thought so, and his gaze drifted to the side. Under the noise, the conversation between Ian and Pat drilled into his ears.

****

"That fucking kid is laid-back now. Ian laughed as he unwrapped the bar.

Real Madrid eliminated Chelsea at Stamford Bridge last night to secure their ticket to the 2020-2021 Champions League final. Ian woke up in the hotel this morning and received a call not from his wife Kate, but from Real Madrid's main left-back.

Zixiang excitedly told Ian on the phone that he would be at the San Siro tonight, and that Nick Flores and his assistant coach, as well as Pierre Rongkai, would also be along. Ian was shouting on the phone, "Are you all here?", and Zixiang immediately said with a smile on the phone, "It's just the four of us", as if he couldn't understand Ian's sarcasm.

Actually, Ian is a little envious. The ease of taking off the pressure for a while and the joy of qualifying for the Champions League final, he has not yet experienced.

However, like Real Madrid, there is no pressure on QPR in the league. The team beat West Ham United 3-1 away on Saturday. Pate played 45 minutes, scored a goal and was substituted in the second half. The other two goals were scored by Genk and Leon. QPR has reached 93 points after that game, six points ahead of second-placed Chelsea with a game in hand, and due to the huge gap in goal difference, QPR has de facto sealed the Premier League title, although in theory it is not.

Ian flicked the wrapper to the side and took a bite of the energy bar as he looked at Patrick. His best friend was probably so hot that he had already taken off his jersey, and now he was staring at the floor shirtless, not knowing what he was thinking. There was so much noise in the locker room that Ian wasn't sure if Pat had heard what he had said.

"Zixiang and Pierre were watching us from the stands. Patrick spoke suddenly, but didn't look up, his voice low and inaudible. He paused, adding, "And Nicholas and his assistants." ”

Ian swallowed his food and pursed his lips, unsure whether he should take the captain's posture more seriously or speak in his usual tone, so his voice seemed a little awkward. "Pat, hey, you need to focus right now. Flores isn't here to see your Tina, he's here to see his final opponent. ”

Patrick chuckled and turned to look at the Scotsman. "Of course I do. The expression on his face was incredulous, as if he couldn't believe Ian would think that.

Ian looked at him like this, relieved himself, paused, and said, "Zixiang is waiting for us in the finals." ”

"Isn't that idiot for AC Milan?" Patrick pouted and punched Ian on the shoulder.

Ian Yile, "He dares! We beat him so hard that he can't sleep with a girl for the rest of his life." ”

"Then you might as well kill him. Hans answered suddenly.

Ian then heard Patrick's laughter, and he felt relieved. After so many years, they have come together from the reserves, only last season he was alone. Other times, it's either Zixiang or Pat by his side, and although the Scots miss the time when all three of them were there the most, there are not so many perfect stories in the world, and now he is grateful. Besides, you can't favor one over the other, and Hans the boy.

Ian looked up, and Christine stood in the middle with her little notebook.

It's not the halftime of eight days ago. Ian thought.

Actually, the first round eight days ago was not a nightmare. What is it more like? It's more like a half-asleep struggle.

****

Benjamin's sweat dripped to the floor, and the locker room was filled with the smell of sweat. This away dressing room is oppressive. But compared to the visiting dressing rooms of some Premier League teams, the San Siro is nothing to be faulted with. He wiped his sweat with a towel. The heartbeat is still too fast. The tension was unprecedented, except sometimes when I was with her or thinking about her...... But it's not the same thing.

Benjamin put down the towel and looked at her like all his teammates, waiting for her to speak.

The locker room was completely silent.

My back doesn't hurt anymore. Benjamin adjusted his sitting position slightly and took a breath. Yes, it doesn't hurt at all.

And in the second half of the game at New Queen's Park, he still hurt several times.

In that second half, AC Milan still plagued the team with a near-perfect defensive organization. However, Milan's attempts to move forward have increased considerably. That would actually pose some risk to them, because more players will affect the quality of the defense.

Obviously, at that time, Massimo Romano wanted to build on the new Queen's Park and extend his advantage.

She stood on the sidelines at the new Queen's Park and gave instructions, a far cry from the first half. He heard her shout "Ben, back down a bit, get closer to John", and he backed away to help John jam Hazard's side.

The signs of AC Milan's intensification lasted less than ten minutes before falling back due to a drop in fitness. But in addition to physical fitness, there are some other factors.

A collision between Kovacic and Ian, with the former falling to the ground and needing medical treatment. In that gap, he looked over to the sideline again, where the TA was talking to her incessantly.

Then, she immediately beckoned to him again, and at the same time to Patter, calling them over.

She didn't say much, mainly Mr. Louis was talking. Until the fourth official came and intervened and demanded that only one person should give instructions to the players. She took over the conversation.

Their later game thinking changed, no longer pursuing a risky way of penetrating and forcing breakthroughs, but using Benjamin himself as the axis, changing formations and playing styles, controlling and mobilizing. Both he and Pater were in better shape in the second half than in the first half. Many attempts on the offensive have had good results, but unfortunately they have not been able to get a good result.

In the following games, Massimo Romano began to replace Locatelli, Milinkovic-Savic and others to strengthen their running and confrontation, aiming to consolidate the defense. In the final 10 minutes of the game, Pat had two dangerous chances on goal, and Leon also had a good header to grab the spot.

But the team still lost that game in the end. The moment the whistle blew, Benjamin's head echoed what she said. He understood one thing, she was betting on the second leg in Milan. He just didn't expect to go back to the dressing room and everyone had to face something else.

Massimo spoke to her before the game. Only the sentence Massimo did not cover his lips with his hands.

"I hope this isn't your last Champions League game on this pitch, Queen of Spades. ”

Benjamin later learned that half-time had ignited the football media around the world. Isn't Kristen Lu leaving QPR? Didn't she just join at the start of the season? Speculation came up more after the game, and even immediately formed a mutual taunt and abuse between fans.

And he, like all his teammates, didn't understand until he returned to the dressing room why fans kept shouting at her to stay when he was on the pitch.

Everyone was waiting for her to give a definite message, but she went to the post-match press conference early. So Pat became the object of everyone's questioning. With a gloomy face, Pat said it was Massimo's conspiracy. Some of his teammates believed it, but Benjamin didn't believe a word. It's just that he can't tell if Pat knows the truth of the matter or not.

That incident did not continue to ferment, and when many teammates came out of the shower, the news was updated again.

First of all, everyone knows that a reporter immediately asked about this at the post-match press conference.

Her reply was: "I don't know why Massimo said that, and it would be ridiculous to infer that I am going to leave the team. ”

Around the same time, club owner Nathan Neil Lawrence and QPR's official account both tweeted that Kristen Lue was still QPR's head coach on a three-year contract, which is only the first year.

Benjamin almost believed it.

Many of his teammates got the answers they wanted and left the new Queen's Park immediately. He was still stabbing in his back, and his movements were slow, and he didn't let Jake wait for him. In the end, only him and Pat were left in the locker room. He knew Pat was waiting for her. He said hello to Pat and left the locker room with his bag on his back.

If he hadn't gone back......

"Listen to me, everyone. Her voice rang out in the San Siro dressing room.

Benjamin stared at the somewhat slender figure. Another sentence she said rang in her ears. It's weird. She had told him that twice. It's a smile every time.

"Because I can't fool you. ”

But he felt that as long as she wanted to deceive him, she could deceive.

****

All eyes were on it.

Nervous, yes. Focused, yes. Desire, there is. Faith, yes.

Lu Ling licked her lips, there was not much time left, but fortunately, she didn't need to say much.

Today's attendance of more than 76,000 people at the San Siro has turned the mecca of Italian football into a huge □□ barrel. Although the blue and white fans who arrived at the trip kept singing "San Sironever Full", Lu Ling admitted that such a pitch would be as psychological deterrent to the visitors as the Camp Nou, the Bernabeu and Allianz.

There are only 45 minutes left in the 180-minute showdown.

She still can't be sure if she was distracted by what Massimo Romano said before the match in the first leg of that semi-final last week. Although she is well aware of her opponent's intentions, it is difficult to avoid that effect entirely. As a result, she listened to Tim and involved him in direct command of the players. In the second half of that game, Tim's tactical advice proved to be of great use.

At half-time, Thiem made two points: the first was to keep the tempo down further, and the second was to aggressively attack the opponent's wings instead of hitting the opponent's middle and ribs as before.

The logic of this approach is not to score goals in the first place, but to not make mistakes and concede goals again. It wasn't a pleasant solution, but it was extremely rational.

Tim believes that in that situation, if the team concedes another goal, the second leg will be extremely dangerous. Lu Ling couldn't agree more, and she repeatedly stressed to her players at half-time that this was a two-legged 180-minute matchup. The final result at the San Siro will determine who will reach this season's Champions League final.

But it takes a lot of courage to make that choice. That would mean losing that one, and losing first at home in the semi-finals would undoubtedly be a huge pressure. But in the circumstances, if you want to get more chances to score, you have to risk conceding a goal. Even if QPR can score, if they concede another goal at the back, the situation will be worse than losing 0:1 considering the away goal system.

She had to make a choice.

In the second half of the game, Ben was mainly responsible for driving the team's overall dispatch and control. At the same time, she asked Pat and Genk to pull more on the wings, forming a system similar to 343, and playing a two-man attacking combination of wingers and wingbacks on the wings. That put a lot of pressure on Milan's wide defence, forcing the Moroccan twins to drop back into deep positions, and forcing AC Milan's defensive system to be more passive in a back five for the most part.

The most difficult thing at the time was to convince Patrick to move on the flanks and stay away from Sabatini's defensive zone for the time being.

She knew her Pat too well. She's seen so many players, so many, in the video or in reality, that every player who can play in the top league is proud. But none were as arrogant as Patrick Amber. His arrogance is his arrogance, his carelessness and indifference or his arrogance. She caught his eyes on the sidelines, and he finally agreed.

So, everyone saw how things changed in the second half of that game.

Ali and Fahd suddenly found themselves being targeted and under a lot of defensive pressure. Pate and Genk played according to the thinking of wingers, combined with the wing-backs Gonzalo and Jake, and through constant attacks on the wings, they suppressed Milan's counter-attacking channel at once.

The game became extremely close. If Phil had been on the pitch and not in the BT Sport live box, the QPR would have been more dangerous because it could have played crosses, and since there was no centre-forward, the QPR flanks were actually more of a feint than a real thing.

But for the first time, this style of play by QPR succeeded in keeping the twins from flying, and the knock-on effect was that Hazard was also tied up.

Lu Ling had already determined in the first half that the current Hazard could not be as effective as he seemed on his own, and at the age of 30, his explosiveness, speed and fitness were also not as good as in the past, and he was extremely dependent on the running support of his teammates - largely relying on the tireless Ali Halak and Fahd Halak to support the position by quickly attacking on both wings, so that Hazard could have more space in the middle to lead the attack. Therefore, the two Halaks nailed in their own half means that Hazard is alone.

The final result of that game was that both teams failed to score in the second half, and the game was still lost 0-1. However, Hans was hardly challenged in the second half compared to a number of lethal chances created by AC Milan in the first half. And, after Milan began to settle into a conservative run in the final ten minutes, the QPR made three or four chances, but unfortunately couldn't make it 1-1.

And this battle of San Siro ......

Lu Ling continued to look around at everyone in the locker room.

There are forty-five minutes left before Barcelona, Camp Nou, and Champions League finals.

Lu Ling swore to God that she would never give Massimo a chance to drag the game into extra time, let alone a penalty shootout.

She didn't refuse to shake hands with the Italians after the game, and she didn't refuse to shake hands with the Italians before the game, not because she was generous, but because she wanted to kill him in substance.

She looked at her players, her eyes swerving, and began to set.

****

Tina's words were finished. Patrick picked up the jersey on the ground and quickly slipped it on, then stood up. The second half of the game will start soon. He can't wait, he can't wait.

The first leg of the 0:1 loss is still vivid. He didn't have a strong desire for revenge, he just wanted to beat AC Milan and nothing else.

After that match, a reporter from BT Sport asked him:

How did you feel about the result?

How was it like to change positions in the second half?

Is Sabatini the strongest defender he's ever come across?

Are you confident about the second leg at the San Siro?

His answer was:

Didn't like the result.

She has her reasons. I trust her, and she trusts me.

It could be, it probably wasn't.

Of course.

When he got back to the locker room, his teammates asked him, "Hey, Pat, is the boss really leaving?"

He waited for her for a long time in the locker room. She actually ended all her dealings with the media early on, and she spent a long time meeting with Nate and Simon in the upper boxes of the new Queen's Park. By the time she got back to the locker room, she had a faint smell of alcohol on her. Mixed with some pent-up emotions, they began a long silence.

In the end, he spoke first. "I've been waiting for you to tell me in person. ”

"Did Steve tell you?"

"You're my Tina, I know you, I don't need anyone to tell me. ”

“…… I don't have the time or the mood to talk about this specifically. The only thing I can tell you is that, yes, I'll be leaving at the end of the season. ”

"I don't have time or mood to talk about it right now, we'll have to talk about it when we get rid of AC Milan. ”

"I promise you. ”

He still had to ask another question: "...... What the hell did Massimo say in your ear?"

"Nothing important. Trash talk. ”

"Tina, tell me. ”

Her expression was a little unpleasant. "He greeted my male relative. Including you, Nick, and the dead. ”

Patrick really wanted to rush to the visiting dressing room and beat up the Italian, even though he knew that everyone at AC Milan had already left the New Queen's Park by then.

After a moment, her lips covered his. The sweetness and astringency in her mouth lingered in his mouth, soft and slippery to the touch, and if it weren't for the bad result of the game, if it wasn't for the news that he had just heard about that fuck, he would probably have picked her up. She left his lips and touched his face, "Let's go to Saint-West □□ get rid of them." ”

Of course. But he didn't speak, and pecked her red lips hard. At that time, the door of the locker room was pushed open, and it was Ben who went and returned.

Ben stood in the doorway, his face stiff. But Ben said very frankly, "Sorry to interrupt, I'm sorry I heard all the conversation, Pat, if you don't mind, can I talk to her?"

Patrick didn't refuse. Tina's conversation with Ben lasted only a few minutes. A few minutes later, Ben left.

"Hey, Pat, let's go. Ben's voice came at this moment. "Let's go kill them!"

Patrick looked at him, answered in a high voice, and walked over.

Before leaving the dressing room at the San Siro, Patrick glanced back at the hanging TV screen.

That was sweeping the face of Nicolás Flores in the stands, and the score in the top left corner was 0:1.

It's just that, this time, the QPR is the away team. 166 Reading Network