293 Chapter 293

The North Stand at the New Queen's Stadium is a die-hard stand, and most tickets for this stand are only for season ticket holders. The reason the stand was designated as the die-hard stand was the proximity of the visitors' goal in the second half (the team was able to face the sun in the second half without facing the sun to prevent some of the visual distractions that would occur in the afternoon and mid-afternoon games), and the team's most loyal fans could cheer on the home team's attack behind the goal and finally embrace the victory with the team.

The grandstand is now called the North Stand, and it does not yet have its own name like the famous KOP Stand (Anfield Diehard) and Streford Stand (Old Trafford Diehard Stand).

And there is a gate next to the H section of the North Stand, which is between the North Stand and the West Stand. When it comes to home games, there are a lot of fans around this gate before and after the game, because both the home and away buses will stop in front of this goal, and the players and coaches will enter the stadium from here.

With a bit of luck, fans can get autographs from players and coaches.

Today, the home team, as usual, arrived at the pitch before the visitors.

As soon as Lu Ling got out of the car, he saw a lot of QPR fans dressed for Christmas, some dressed as Santa Claus, but more of them were wearing the club's Christmas sweaters.

There was a sudden exclamation from the crowd of fans, who exchanged heads and then tried to stand on their tiptoes and look in one direction with their heads held high. In an instant, most of the fans forgot about these people who got off the bus.

Ian was originally behind Lu Ling, he walked a few steps quickly to her and said to her, "It's Pat who has arrived." ”

"It seems that they still love him. Lu Ling said. It was in the car that she heard that Pat was going to see the game today. Towards the pitch, she received another call from Nathan Neal. The American also told her that Pat would be watching the game with him in a box today.

The fans were still looking in that direction, and Lu Ling and many players had already entered the stadium.

Phil chased after him as soon as he got out of the car, Lu Inspiration felt a pat on the shoulder, she turned around, and Phil looked at her happily.

Lu Ling frowned and glanced at the hand on his shoulder, facing this kid, she had to maintain her majesty, if not, he might fight once a week.

Phil quickly took his hand away, but still grinned, "Boss, will Patrick come to the locker room after the game? I haven't seen him in a long time, and the last time I saw him I was a kid." ”

You're still a kid. Lu Ling turned his face and continued walking, saying as he walked, "You asked Ian, I don't know very well. ”

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Patrick had some trouble entering the stadium, even though he was surrounded by several security guards and no fans could get close to him.

There were people in the crowd who shouted "I love you Patter", there were people who shouted "Come back, boy", and there were people who shouted "Judas." The voices of men, women, and children are mixed together.

Patrick looked at the crowd, and the expressions on their faces varied, excited, happy, and indifferent...... And disgust.

They all loved him, they wrote so many songs for him, and those songs used to be heard in all the stadiums of the Premier League, when he was dribbling the ball, when he was scoring goals.

He didn't want to leave, but he did.

Before he came today, his agent called him. Steve advised him to keep a low profile as much as possible. But before he could respond, Steve sighed again and said, "Forget it, you can't be a low-key thing to go to New Queen's Park." ”

And so it was.

By the time Patrick arrived at the most luxurious box in the stadium, Nathan Neal was already waiting for him.

But as soon as he entered, he was slightly stunned, and behind the huge glass floor-to-ceiling windows was the pitch he was most familiar with.

He returned to the New Queen's Park on Boxing Day as a fan.

Nathan Neal noticed Patrick's expression and smiled, then he walked over to him and held out his arm, "Welcome back." How does it feel?"

Patrick slapped it, shook it, and slammed his shoulder, "Being called 'Judas' was expected, but I didn't expect that there were still so many people wearing Amber jerseys. ”

"Oh, I can tell you a statistic, your stamp number is still number one. ”

Patrick Amber is no longer a player for QPR, so QPR will not sell his jerseys, however, fans can buy fan jerseys and choose to print them freely.

The number 7 Amber is indeed still everywhere in the stadium in the new season.

Patrick let go of his hand, raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "Should I be surprised?"

Nathan Neal laughed out loud, "Of course not, big star. He turned to the table and opened a bottle of champagne.

Patrick stood by the window and casually asked, "No girls?"

"It's not easy to meet pretty girls at Christmas. Nathan replied with a champagne and a smile.

Patrick looked back, "It's true, but if you say it, why don't I think it's so credible." ”

Nathan Nill shrugged his shoulders and turned to ask, "Why don't you take Amber with you?"

"Like you said, it's not easy to meet pretty girls at Christmas. ”

Nathan Neal laughed and walked to the window with two glasses of champagne and handed Patrick one.

Patrick said thank you.

Outside the window, fans are entering the stadium piecemeal, and fans in the high-rise stands near their boxes are constantly looking back at them.

"I haven't seen Amber in a long time, the next time you see her, tell her that I miss her so much. Nathan Nill raised his glass.

Patrick raised his glass as well, "Illdo."

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Ross Barkley asked assistant coach Juan Gonzalez before getting on the bus why the boss didn't go to London with the team today.

Dembele was right next to him when Rose asked. Without waiting for the assistant coach to speak, the Frenchman guessed in an exaggerated tone: "It won't be because the owner was sent to the stands by the FA today, so he won't go to the stadium at all, right?"

Rose rolled his eyes and bumped into Dembele, "That can't be, Mr. Flores will definitely go to the court." He looked at the teaching assistant again.

Hu Anxin thought, I only know that Nick is already in London, where do I know the reason. He then said to the captain, "He's waiting for us at the hotel." Then Juan turned to Dembele again, "Don't worry, your boss will be in the stands." "He'll probably enjoy it again. It's just that he may not be comfortable with me directing from the sidelines. Juan pondered.

When Everton's buses arrived at Canary Wharf, less than an hour before the start of the first game of Boxing Day, the QPR against Manchester City.

Later, when Nicholas had a meeting with the coaching staff, Sky Sports' interview with the coaches on both sides of the game was being shown on the TV in the hotel conference room.

'Kristen Lue is a very talented manager and I've said it many times and I'm looking forward to playing against her. Sampaoli said on TV.

Juan said: "I was expecting a draw. Nick, what do you think?" he said, handing over his iPad, which had two teams starting.

Nicholas glanced at it and said, "My focus is on our own game." ”

This is true and it is not. It's going to be a good game and he's going to watch it for sure. And the result of that game was also important, as Juan said, a draw was the best result for Everton. Of course, the same is true for Arsenal.

And on TV Kristen Lue appeared.

Nicholas looked at the screen, probably unaware that he was smiling. But he knew that he had begun to miss her, even when he was looking at her.

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Tee off time is at 12:30 noon. The new Queen's Park is gradually filling up, and the festive atmosphere is strong. On the big screen, the starters of both teams appeared one after another.

Next to the verdant turf, the bald Argentine Sampaoli walked onto the pitch.

Next, there was the familiar figure of Patrick.

Christine Lue, the manager of QPR, in a thick team down jacket, shakes hands with the Manchester City manager.

Patrick turned her head again, the TV screen in the box flashed the corners of her slightly curved mouth, and after shaking Sampaoli's hand, she turned her head back to seriousness.

The game begins.

It was quite cold, and light rain was still falling sporadically. However, the atmosphere on the field was quite enthusiastic.

The players of both teams do not seem to be affected by yesterday's holiday.

On the TV in the box, the voice of the narrator Martin Taylor can be faintly heard.

'It's an important game for both teams, with QPR topping the Premier League ahead of Christmas, but just one point above Everton and Arsenal. They welcome fourth-placed Manchester City today, five points less than QPR...... Sampaoli's Blue Moon are the second-fewest teams they have conceded this season, conceding 15, but Kristen Lue's QPR has conceded just eight, and only Barcelona in the whole of Europe can do the same......"

Patrick knows that his coach Pep Guardiola has paid a lot of attention to the team's defense this season, but conceding so few goals is due to the super attacking ability, Messi, Neymar and himself, this gorgeous attacking group makes every opponent dare not invest too much to threaten Barcelona's defense.

But there are no such personnel in the QPR array...... Still able to concede only 8 goals, it seems that Tina is now focusing on building defense. He thought back to the book he had read in the morning, and the part he had seen was about some of the principles and training methods of defense.

Everywhere he looked, there were his former teammates. Ian, Zixiang, Hans, Jacob, John, Mensah, Leon and others are quickly moving into defense.

"The camera was given to us just now. Nathan Neal said to Patrick.

Patrick didn't seem to hear it.

Right now, it's Gabriel Jesus who is attacking.

"Oh, I miss him. Patrick muttered to himself.

"Hestβ€”don't you miss the other one? I mean, her. Nathan Neal teased.

Patrick took a sip of champagne and said, "Thank God, I thought you were going to speak of yourself." 166 Reading Network