Chapter 168

Juan, who put his entire belongings in the club at a young age, is currently thinking about something very serious.

- Did he say something about Gisele Bundchen after the game?

It wasn't something he should have remembered at this time, but with 40 minutes to go, Deportivo buses were heading towards Stamford Bridge, surrounded by a crowd of people singing Deportivo La Coruna's anthem and waving scarves or flags at the buses.

In such a lively atmosphere, isn't it generally all about the game at this time?

But Juan was thinking about something else, from the start of the game, to the team's economic development, to the injured Cristiano...... And then there's Gisele Bundchen.

He could imagine that Gisele Bundchen had only noticed the huge billboard flashing by the side of the road, and the woman on it was thrillingly beautiful, with wild energy and flamboyance, not at all like a silly girl who had been struggling in the whirlpool of emotions for a long time, being played back and forth by a man.

He sincerely wanted to do something for Gisele Bundchen, but no matter how he thought about it, he didn't seem to have any position to help, and he felt a little sad and sorry when he thought about it.

No matter what, he still hopes to have such a friend, and I really hope that he is not self-inflicted.

When he thought of this, he sighed lightly, but was noticed by Allen on the side, and quickly turned his head: "Juan, what's wrong?" ”

Juan smiled: "It's okay, I'm just thinking about today's game." ”

"And what do you think we're going to do today?" Alan looked at him with some eagerness, Juan might say something that would allow him to learn, which was the best thing they could get from teaching assistants, and it was also the biggest gain they could get.

Compared to the salary, these lessons are their greatest asset.

Juan was silent for a moment, then coughed lightly.

"I think we're going to win today."

"......," Alan looked at him with a very complicated look, "and how do you think we won?" ”

'I think we were probably going to be counter-attacking and then the midfielder was pinched, but our midfield was still as good as the opponent's midfield, so we will win.'

“………………”

"I guess our score is 2:4." Juan's expression was serious.

Alan suddenly felt a little speechless, he sat up straight, and began to think seriously about something.

He, isn't he, with the wrong person?

Unbeknownst to Juan, his assistant coaches were already doubting his career, and after retracting his thoughts, he glanced back at what was happening to his players, and when he turned around, he snapped a straight shot.

Most of the people were full of seriousness, and they didn't know what they were thinking, especially the few people who usually liked waves and waved their hands outside the window, and they were also looking deep at this moment, I don't know what they were thinking, Juan looked at their expressions and felt that something was wrong.

What's going on?

Juan lightly tapped Alan Wenshi, and Alan glanced back and said, "Ahhh Lately, everyone has been thinking about how to make money for the club, using any method other than donating wages......"

Juan was stunned for a moment and smiled bitterly: "What kind of donation...... I don't need a penny from them. ”

"I know you don't need to, but it's good that they have that kind of heart." Alan comforted him, "And they really want to do something for the club." ”

"Is this something you should think about before the game?" Juan was a little helpless, he glanced at the whole carriage, stood up directly, and walked to the front of the bus to face everyone.

Everyone turned their attention to him, Juan usually rarely spoke in the back and forth car, especially in the time leading up to the game, he was almost always silent, or occasionally talking to the people around him, if it wasn't for his air pressure being too conspicuous, they might have forgotten that he was in the car.

"I don't know what you're all thinking right now...... But the first job of a player is to play football, we are professional players, so we have to be worthy of the shirt we wear and all the spectators who come to watch the game. ”

He coughed lightly, looked around and said seriously: "No matter what, the only thing you need to do is to play football, play seriously, concentrate and play happily, and that will be the greatest help to Deportivo La Coruna." ”

The most important thing for a football club is the games and the results, no matter how good it is, they have to at least keep the current form and keep going.

Especially at this time - the quarter-finals of the Champions League, how can they get distracted and think about it at this juncture?

At this time, they mainly concentrate on the game, which is the most serious thing!

"Juan, we just want to help you......" David Luiz opened his mouth, and honestly, he was looking forward to being a part of the new course, being able to contribute to the new course with his own hands, and he was looking forward to doing his part!

Juan sighed lightly, he didn't know what to say, after all, no matter what he said, this kid's intentions were good, although his mind was relatively simple, and his ideas were very direct, but it only proved one thing - he was indeed for the good of this club.

"I know." Juan patted his head and smiled: "No matter what, the first priority is still the competition, everything outside of the competition is left to me, no problem." ”

"Does your head still hurt?" Leonel Messi spoke suddenly, and he sat not far away, staring at Juan with burning eyes, waiting for an answer from him.

Juan shook his head: "It's okay, it's just a little bit, ordinary people have a headache, let alone me?" I'm not a porcelain doll either, and this level is still acceptable. ”

Juan didn't want anything to go wrong during the match, but it turned out he was overthinking.

When the car suddenly shook twice and the carriage shook, Juan almost didn't stand still, holding on to the back of his seat so that he didn't fall all at once.

The bus shuddered for a while, then stopped, and then fell silent.

The motorcade and fans on both sides apparently noticed that something was wrong, and they subconsciously wanted to come close to help, but were stopped by the surrounding mounted police.

What happened?

Juan frowned, straightened up and turned his head, and walked to the front amid everyone's whispers: "Mr. Driver, what's wrong?" ”

The driver of the Deportivo bus was also a little anxious, he stammered, and sweat began to drip from his forehead: "First, sir...... The car probably broke down. ”

"Anchored?" The player who was listening to his neck in the back exploded all at once, what does it mean for the player's bus to break down? They won't be able to make it to the stadium for at least a short time!

"Do you need us to get down and push the cart?" Juan sighed and asked, he always felt that this was not a good omen, but at this time he must not mess around, especially before the game, he must not mess with himself.

"Hmmm......"

In the live broadcast room, Frank and Dean were still talking about Deportivo La Coruna's performance this season, but as a result, Frank "pouted": "There is a wire report ahead!" A Coruña's bus broke down ......"

"What's the situation?" Dean was stunned, "How did the bus break down all of a sudden?" ”

"I don't know, it looks like the car suddenly turned off." Frank was also a little puzzled, "These cars were prepared by Chelsea, right?" ”

"Of course it is...... Uh, you mean? ”

"Ahem, I didn't say anything, after all, although Mourinho can water the stadium more in order for the team to win, it doesn't mean that he will do something on the team bus!"

"......" Dean looked at him silently, and although the man said that he had said nothing, he had said almost everything.

excuse me？

The Deportivo bus stopped suddenly, and the fans who accompanied the team wondered, what was going on?

There was no movement in the car for a long time, and when the mounted police were about to feel that something was wrong, the door of the bus opened, and the players got out of the car one by one.

“？？？” The fans froze for a moment, and then the surrounding area began to erupt in excited cheers, but their men did not look at them at all, but moved to sleep for a while, and then stood directly at the back of the car.

？？

When everyone was still a little confused, Juan also got out of the car, he had already tied his hair high with a headband, he looked even colder, and his expression was very grim, and then they began to push the cart, especially the young man was trying to push the cart, and the big guys were not watching from the sidelines, they were all helping, but the car didn't respond.

Juan was talking to the mounted police, frowning and thinking about what to do.

Stamford Bridge can now be seen faintly and the time is getting closer to the game.

Juan almost wanted to smile wryly.

Is this a punishment for his pre-match thoughts?

Is this a warning to him not to take the game seriously?

If that's the case......

The car broke down at this moment, and if it could be repaired, it would be fine, and if it couldn't be repaired, it would be impossible for them to go to the scene in a short time......

Unless......

Juan looked at the car, and under everyone's hard work, the car didn't mean to move at all, still sinking like a drunk and fainting person, unable to wake up by any means.

Everyone was a little anxious.

Stamford Bridge was already looming, so how could they stop here?

Juan took a deep breath and knocked on the door, the driver noticed Juan's movement and opened the door, and the young coach of Deportivo La Coruna got into the car quickly and agilely, and then everyone watched as the curtains of the car were drawn.

What does Juan Díaz want to do?

In full view, a few minutes later, the car door opened again, and Juan jumped out of it—

There was an uproar at the scene, Juan was still the same Juan, but he had already changed his clothes, not the crisp suit trousers he had just seen, but a light training uniform, the same style as the Deportivo players.

And even the shoes on the feet have been replaced with a pair of sneakers!

When did he change his clothes?!

…… No, or should be questioned, why did he prepare these things ?!

Frank and Dean were stunned, because they clearly remembered that Juan was still wearing a very serious work suit before getting into the car, and Frank and Dean also teased him together, saying that he might be able to compare his salary to half a year younger.

But when the car stopped for a while, why did he change his clothes? Drag queen?!

…… When did he change!? No one took a picture?!!

Juan jumped out of the car and began to walk towards the back of the car, taking his hair out of his collar and tying it tightly with a headband as he went.

Amid the inhalations of those around him, Juan looked down at his phone.

The car didn't show any signs of moving, but there was still half an hour before the race officially started!

Originally, everyone was still trying to push the cart, and even Alan was trying very hard to help, after all, it was his own team, and if he was disqualified from the game because he couldn't catch the game, it would be really wronged!

But now they heard the most familiar voices shouting, with the same determination as ever.

"All the people of A Coruña!"

The people who were pushing the cart, directing the cart, and communicating the situation at the scene all stopped and looked at the source of the sound.

The expression on Juan's face was grim, although several people couldn't help but whisper when they first saw him.

After all, they also look at what this person is wearing, and who knows that in the blink of an eye, this person will become sportswear?

Juan didn't pay any attention to everyone's gaze, he looked around, and then directly called the security personnel who were sending each other around, and waved his hand.

"Listen, it's 30 minutes before the start of the game...... Listen, it's not the time it takes to get to the stadium, it's just 30 minutes before the game starts! ”

The fans, who were still noisy at the scene, fell silent, and only the voice of the young coach of Deportivo La Coruna could be heard on the whole street.

"Even if the car is repaired now, we won't have time to warm up......," Juan took a deep breath, "so I announced that I'm going to run to Stamford Bridge for the rest of the time, do you understand?" ”

Run?

The players looked at each other, and they all saw helplessness and disbelief in each other's eyes, and of course, more of them were crying and laughing.

They knew their boss would come up with some strange idea!

Run?!

The fans whispered, and they even felt a little ecstatic.

It's a great opportunity to train with the players!

And there's still such a long way to go, and they can run while watching their players train around them, what kind of enjoyment is that?!

Many people have dreamed of running and training right next to a superstar, right? If Deportivo really ran to race, wouldn't they be training with the superstars if they were running together?

Isn't that what a dream come true?!

Thinking of this, the eyes of most of the fans were blazing, and they stared at Juan tightly, wanting to hear what he wanted to do next.

After a brief moment of confusion and hesitation, the entire team of A Coruña gathered, and the mounted police immediately adjusted their formation and prepared to go.

For a while, Deportivo La Coruna's formation was particularly like the relay of the Olympic flame, especially when Juan stood at the front and pointed in front with high spirits, and Bellerón shouted "go" -

"Running to Stamford Bridge?" Frank was almost out of breath with laughter, and he applauded half admiring and half amused, "Juan Díaz is also really bold, isn't he afraid of some excited fans on the road to give them a blow?" You know, it's not like other places, it's the Premier League, and the English football hooligans have enough for them to drink a pot. ”

"I think football hooligans or something is a trivial matter," Dean frowned, "...... Do they know the way to Stamford Bridge? ”

"Oh, you're really thinking too much, even if they don't know, the mounted police should always know, right?" Frank smiled, looking at the picture on the screen with great optimism.

On the big screen, the Deportivo team jogged forward, the person in front was Juan Díaz, Juan Bellerón, Fernando Redondo and others were following behind, and several of them really had some meaning of slowing down when running, and several of them had some smiles on their faces, and they didn't seem to think that this was a very unlucky thing at all.

"We can see on the big screen that the Deportivo players seem to be in a good mood?" Frank raised an eyebrow.

Seriously, he thought he was going to see a bunch of players with sad faces, all of them big handsome guys, and he had even figured out what he was going to say when the time came - oh, poor Deportivo La Coruna, now those handsome little faces have some unspeakable sorrow on them, who made them unlucky to break down at this time?

But now that he saw a few of them talking and laughing and running over there, as easily as passing the flame, Frank didn't know what he should say at this time, and he hurriedly turned his eyes to his partner for help.

Dean sighed and said: "In my memory, there has never been a team that has had such a relaxed attitude before the start of the game, especially when there is an accident such as a car breaking down, when the average team has already been updated and floated, and the head coach is even more furious...... However, if you look at Juan Dias, his Deportivo is really a big-hearted team. ”

Frank finally had something to say: "yes! I've never seen a coach with such a calm attitude at this time, and Deportivo La Coruna really ...... Awesome. ”

Most of the teams in La Liga know about it, and Chelsea have heard about it, but Mourinho didn't know about it at first, until when he attended the pre-match press conference, people who didn't see Juan were immediately dissatisfied.

What does Juan Díaz mean to look down on him?

However, before he could spray his Portuguese compatriots, someone had already spoken for Juan: "Coach Mourinho, what do you think about Deportivo La Coruna's car breaking down in the middle of the road, causing the players to have to run over?"

Mourinho really didn't know about it, at the beginning he came over to read out the team's starting list, and then quarreled with Juan to vent his internal fire in the Premier League and the lord, when he didn't see this person, he thought he was going to hold his breath here and explode directly, but he heard such a surprising news.

He raised an eyebrow: "A Coruña's car broke down?"

"yes, you can go watch the live, Deportivo is running to Stamford Bridge right now."

"......" Mourinho was silent for a while, and under the somewhat apprehensive gaze of the reporters on the scene, the Portuguese stood up directly.

“？？？ Mr. Mourinho? ”

"Coach Mourinho, where are you going?"

"Wait a minute, Coach! If you leave now......"

Mourinho didn't listen to any of them, in fact he simply turned a deaf ear and walked straight out, his assistant looking at him with some concern behind him.

"Sir, did you forget to read out the starting list just now?"

Mourinho paused, turned his head to look at him, and was silent for a moment.

"Don't worry, wait for A Coruña to come along."

He said that he would have to wait, and that he was close to the official start of the game, but Deportivo La Coruna seemed to be still running in the streets.

'There are 15 minutes to go, but Deportivo is still at least a mile away from the pitch. Frank sighed, "And those stupid mounted policemen really don't know the way, they took A Coruña in a circle!" Otherwise, Deportivo would have arrived by this time......"

Dean frowned: "Why do I think it seems to be sincere, you said that these Mounties should have led many teams on this path, but why are they going to go the wrong way at this time?"

"Oh, don't think about it, after all, they usually bring buses when they do, but it shouldn't be convenient to run like this in the past, right?" Frank waved his hand.

"Do you really think so?" Dean glanced at him, "The bus to the game site needs to be open in front of it, generally speaking, if the road has been opened, then no matter what, as long as the away team walks from above, whether it is a person or a car, it should have been protected!" ”

The two men were silent.

– Mourinho is a bit irritable right now.

He had indeed seen the Deportivo players running towards him, he could see Juan at the front, and he could even hear the cheers and whistles of the surrounding Deportivo crowds.

Of course, this is not the main reason for his irritability.

The Portuguese coach immediately called his president Abramovich, and when the phone was connected, the voice of the person opposite was very brisk and slow.

"What's the matter, my old friend, aren't you supposed to be preparing for the game at this time?"

"Don't play dumb, did you do it?" Mourinho asked, his eyes even flickering with fire, the flames of anger accumulating.

Abramovich on the phone chuckled twice and said, "Don't you think these players from Deportivo are running over in a very athletic manner?"

"I don't need these little tricks to win!" Mourinho took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, but the flames were still tumbling upward.

"Abu, we've been together for more than half a season, you should know who I am, I don't bother to use such a small trick!"

"Oh, is it? So who was the person who watered the lawn a lot last time? Abramovich chuckled on the other end of the phone, "Don't worry, my dear old fellow...... It's just a small trick, I've heard for a long time, Deportivo is good at draining the opponent's players on the pitch, so it's understandable that we should also consume the opponent's stamina, right? ”

"It's not the same at all!"

"It's no different, my friend, it's all about victory, aren't you the most triumphalist?" Abramovich was smiling on the other end of the phone, but Mourinho was a little chilled when he listened. "We're 10 minutes away from the start of the game and I'm looking forward to seeing what you're doing...... Good bye. ”

The phone was hung up, and the Portugal manager took a deep breath and raised his head.

Above Stamford Bridge, there are several VIP seats.

Abramovich sat inside, looking down at the stadium as if he were watching a show.

Mourinho knows that he is above him, and he is a huge shadow, but he is too weak at the moment and does not have much say at all.

- He wants to be stronger, to be stronger enough for the president of any club to change his mind and his original intentions for him!

Otherwise, there will be more days like this!

Juan had no idea what was going on inside the stadium, and in fact no one else knew about it except Jose Mourinho and Roman Abramovich, who was jogging at a constant pace with Stamford Bridge right in front of his eyes.

At this time, there were still some fans waiting to enter, although there were not many but they were still a force, and they noticed that there were bursts of cheers from the road in the distance, and they all turned their heads nervously to look over there.

Now most people know that Deportivo La Coruna is coming, but there are also some people who have been chatting and haven't paid attention to the news at all, so when they saw that the person running slowly on the other side of the road was actually the whole team of Deportivo La Coruna, they almost went crazy.

Both Chelsea fans and La Cruña fans wanted to squeeze here, and the exact purpose was unknown, and they didn't know what they were trying to do, but everyone knew that it would be dangerous to be approached by irrational fans.

- The fans may be fine, but if they are approached by the Chelsea fans, if the Deportivo player is injured, then Chelsea will really jump into the Yellow River and not be able to wash it.

Juan obviously knew this, and when he saw the opposing fans quickly approaching here, he immediately raised his hand to signal everyone to stop, staring at each other vigilantly.

Stamford Bridge is right behind the fans.

There are still eight minutes left until the start of the game.

The Mounties are very nervous, and the football hooligans in England are everywhere in the Premier League, and these people in front of them don't know whether they are good or bad.

If it's just an ordinary onlooker and a Chelsea fan, that's fine, but if it's a Chelsea football hooligan, then it's going to be difficult today.

If they are trapped outside the stadium and can't get in at this time, it won't be Deportivo Lacoruna's pot, because it was the Chelsea fans who stopped people, and it was the Chelsea fans who made trouble, and it must be Chelsea who will be punished heavily.

- Didn't Deportivo just lie down and win again?

Juan thought of this, but obviously the Chelsea fans in front of him and the fans of Deportivo were not very rational, the atmosphere on both sides was tense, and seeing that a fight was about to start, Juan frowned and stepped forward.

"The fans outside! I'm Deportivo coach Juan Díaz, today we are here for a game, not to fight, if you are stopped at this time, then it is your club that is unlucky! ”

There was a commotion from the Chelsea fans on the other side, looking angry, but none of them made a move, apparently thinking of this at Juan's reminder.

Of course, there were some angry fans shouting to keep all the Deportivo players outside and not let them enter the stadium at Stamford Bridge, but if they were all outside, Chelsea would be punished.

Now, however, if they retreat, they will lose face again, and these Chelsea fans are in a dilemma.

Of course, the main reason why they didn't make a fuss was because the number of fans on both sides of Deportivo La Coruna and Chelsea was so disparity.

Although Deportivo La Coruna was allocated only about 3,000 away tickets this time, at least 1/5 of these 3,000 fans followed the players, and opposite, Chelsea, although there were tens of thousands of home fans sitting in Stamford Bridge, there were only about 100 people outside.

Such a huge disparity in numbers is the main reason why Chelsea fans dare not act rashly.

Juan took a deep breath.

"Let's get in and play...... We're not going to win, we're not going to lose Chelsea, but if you keep us out, then Chelsea are going to lose, do you want to bury the whole team here in the Champions League this season, or do you want us to go in and fight fairly? ”

Listening to Juan's words, the Chelsea fans on the opposite side have obviously loosened a lot, and several of them have begun to discuss getting out of the way, Juan struck while the iron was hot.

"You go yours and we go ours, as if we never met, okay?"

"Then you have to promise that you won't win today!" A fan inside the Chelsea town camp shouted.

- There are only six minutes before the start of the game.

"I wouldn't make such assurances." Juan grimaced. "I came to Stamford Bridge to play seriously and give all my rights, not to be unreasonably demanded by you! Not only are you disrespectful to Deportivo Lacoruni, but you are also insulting the whole of Chelsea, insulting your coach Jose Mourinho and all your Chelsea players! ”

He took a deep breath and shouted: "Now, I, Juan Dias, make my own reasonable request – let us play at Stamford Bridge!"

'There are still three minutes to go, and if Deportivo hadn't come back, it would have been a win for Chelsea...... 'Frank was a little worried, but he wasn't worried about winning the game, because there was at least a second leg.

His fear was that if Deportivo La Coruna didn't come, the game would be a 3-0 Chelsea win......

That means La Cluna will have to score at least four goals at home and make sure he doesn't score against Chelsea to win the game.

Four goals for Chelsea now?

Even the current Real Madrid or Barcelona can't be......

"One minute to go......

"Deportivo La Coruna's players came on !!"

"What? Where is it?!! ”

"It's coming!!"

"They're coming!!"

In anticipation, the Deportivo players rushed in through the tunnel and the last person to step onto the pitch was Juan Dias! 166 Reading Network