Even after many years, the legend of Super Laco still circulates in football. How strong Deportivo La Coruna was back then, like most post-90s fans, didn't know much. At that time, the giants that Deportivo encountered in the European arena were basically killed by Super Laque, including Juventus in Serie A, Manchester United in the Premier League, Bayern Munich in the Bundesliga, and even Arsenal, which was invincible in the Premier League at that time and won the championship in 49 games, did not escape the iron hooves of Super Laco to swing a knife at the giants.

But what made fans talk about it was Deportivo La Coruna's miraculous 4-0 away win over AC Milan at the San Siro in 2004.

At that time, in the first leg of the 2004 Champions League quarter-finals, AC Milan defeated Deportivo La Coruna 4-1 at home.

The day before the game, two favourites, Real Madrid and Chelsea, were eliminated after losing in favour of the tournament, leaving AC Milan as the strongest of the remaining teams. This makes people bold to predict that AC Milan will win this year's Champions League.

As a result, AC Milan then made a big joke, facing their opponents who were swept 4-0 away in the group stage last season, and returned a 0-4 to be eliminated with an aggregate score of 4-5.

Such a shocking reversal is rare in the world, and such a battle example is enough to go down in the classics, and AC Milan will be recorded in history.

Deportivo La Coruna thus achieved one of the most glorious reversals in the team's Champions League history, and the team's spirit of never giving up created this classic battle, which has become a historical moment that Deportivo fans will remember for a long time.

In the 12 seasons from 1992/93 to 2003/04, Deportivo La Liga won one title, five runners-up, four third places, and picked up 765 league points, in addition to two Copa del Rey and three Spanish Super Cups, with Bebeto, Tristan and Mackay also winning three Golden Boots for Laco. In Europe, Deportivo La Coruna has reached the top 4 of the Cup Winners' Cup once, the Champions League for 5 consecutive years, the top 8 twice, and the top 4 once, which is an important cornerstone of La Liga's dominance of the Champions League at the beginning of the 21st century.

However, the economic crisis and globalization have finally left Laco no exception, and the calculating calculations of the president, Rendoiro, who single-handedly created the myth of Super Laco, are no longer able to adapt to an era that requires more money to bring trophies. Twenty-five years ago, he rescued Laco from a debt quagmire of 4 million euros, achieving a miracle even more brilliant than the "golden decade" of the 1950s; Twenty-five years later, Rondoiro pushed Laco into the second division abyss, with an astronomical debt of 170 million euros.

Blake's words made Liu Haoxuan ponder, after Jin Yuan's invasion of football, clean and pure economic football can no longer bring championships and glory, and this is what people who like football are pursuing, football without victory is boring, football without champions has no fans, there is no applause and cheers without fans, not to mention passion and blood at all.

"Lao Bu, you say, is football anything other than pursuing dreams, just for money?" Liu Haoxuan suddenly raised his head and asked.

"Money may not be everything, but it can be much more convenient. Isn't that classmate like yours squeezing you down because the family has money? It can only be said that he is not as talented as you, in case he is also talented, it is not much easier to walk on the road to realizing his dreams. Blake said with a smile.

"Dreams are the most memorable if they are walked by their own steps!" Liu Haoxuan clenched his fists.

"I want to get more people to love football because I love football, I love football, and even if I don't have money, I will win. Sue those who think that if you have money, you can control football, football is not a political and trading tool! It's my happiness! A lifelong dream I've been pursuing! ”

Under the sun, the boy silently swore an oath! Although the voice is not loud, it is loud and clear.

"Well said! Then let them see the power that is more powerful than Jin Yuan! Why should we give up the world of football we love to the people we hate! Then come and defeat them! Together, we are together! “

Blake was in a stirring mood and stretched out his right hand to Liu Haoxuan, and then Liu Haoxuan's raised hand and Blake high-fived fiercely, two hands of different sizes, but equally powerful, clasped tightly together!

From this moment on, the football world is surging, and history is about to change!

"Hey, old cloth. I'm the one who is going to change the history of football, so you're going to let me do this? Liu Haoxuan, who was still in high spirits just now, was panting and angry at Blake at this time.

"If you want to change the history of football and go down in history, you first have to go into history, and now you are not even an unknown passerby in history. Your current evaluation is only a few words - a high school student who loves football, who does not learn and has no skills, and who is a plaything. Blake ignored Liu Haoxuan's complaints, and took a bottle of canned beer in the shadow of the stands.

"But your training method is too strange! I'm a striker, why do you always let me practice passing, just practice passing, you can at least give me a good game of football! What's the matter with you giving me the whole sand ball practice? ”

Liu Haoxuan said and kicked the football in front of him violently, which seemed to be very powerful, but the football only slowly rolled on the ground for more than ten meters before stopping, and there was a "rustling" sound in the ball.

"Click" Blake squeezed the finished beer can flattened.

** said, "I would rather have the grass of socialism than the seedlings of capitalism." "Capitalist people are really arrogant and lascivious." Liu Haoxuan gasped.

"** also said that all reactionaries are paper tigers."

For Liu Haoxuan's criticism and resistance, Blake disagreed.

"My expectation for you is to be a free man up front, so you have to adapt to all positions up front, but you have to be able to play anywhere up front. But your feet are too weak, and when you cross and shoot from distance, it's easy to be cleared by the opponent or not pass at all. So now I'm working on your feet with a soccer ball stuffed with sand, and when you can get to the 30 zone and shoot and cross accurately, you're good at it. ”

Blake ignored Liu Haoxuan's complaints, and said in that light tone.

Indeed, Liu Haoxuan has a good talent, and he likes to play ball, and his speed is also very fast, after this period of hard training, his progress is even faster, and his kung fu has become extremely good. Therefore, in the past, the way to score was to score with a clever shot after a high-speed dribble, or a shot after a long run after a break. But on the court, especially on the professional field, a single way of scoring can work wonders at first. But in the long run, it is easy for the opponent to understand and have a way to contain it.

So Blake asked Liu Haoxuan to practice long-range shooting and crosses in addition to short passes, so that when he was a winger or full-back, he could pass and assist his teammates when he couldn't score himself. But Liu Haoxuan is thin and small, his foot strength is insufficient, and now the time is pressing, so Blake thought of a way to improve quickly, which is to fill the football with sand, so that he can train Liu Haoxuan's foot strength while training his shots.

But this training method is very tiring, and it is easy to get injured, so Blake didn't dare to pour too much sand, but tied two legging sandbags to Liu Haoxuan's ankles. Sure enough, Liu Haoxuan couldn't hold on to such hard training for a while, and repeatedly criticized Blake for abusing the future football legend.

But Blake ignored it, but hid in the shade and took a can of cold beer and drank it, which provoked Liu Haoxuan to criticize Blake's evil capitalist style. Although he complained a lot, Liu Haoxuan did not stop at his feet.

Beads of sweat the size of beans reflected golden light in the sunlight and flowed down the young man's neck, soaking through his clothes, and diligently watering the seeds of his dreams.