Chapter 89: Have Faith

A pair of young people falling in love together really made the Argentine back a lot of heart, especially in terms of contact, although he had always been unapologetic about these things before, but the two years of injury made him think a lot.

-- He has his own insistence, and he knows that this is no longer his time, but this does not mean that he cannot accept some new ideas and contents, or that he can now understand some emotional things better.

A relationship that has been silently maintained by one party for ten years is not worth his helping hand, he has already given an answer, but it is clear that the other party still seems to be in a very ignorant state, and he has given the only help they can do (Juan: Help is to threaten me with a stick?). TvT), now it's up to both of them.

Argentine, who felt that he had perfected himself, looked down at his lower back, his disciple was still observing him with his mobile phone, and his clothes looked frightened, Redondo smiled and put down the stick in his hand: "Today's additional training will end later, if you have anything to say, go back and say it." ”

Juan nodded, "Ah, by the way, I actually have one more thing. ”

"What?" Redondo turned back patiently, and Juan said, "Big man, you put down the stick in your hand first, and we can talk about it." ”

Redondo put the stick away, turned around and stood up looking at him for a long time: "What do you want to say now?" ”

"It's about the next game." Juan smiled, "What do you think about Barcelona?" "There are a lot of people in Deportivo who have played against Barça, some of them have just come out of Barça, and when was Redondo last played against Barça?

That was almost four years ago, and that group of people went from one thing to another, Redondo thought for a while and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, about the current Barcelona, I can't give you any advice." ”

Juan smiled: "But Deportivo needs you, especially regarding the staffing. "To put it bluntly, now Deportivo has no midfield in the midfield, except for Redondo, there is no general's style -

Among them, of course, were Juan Bellerón and Juan Sorrin, as well as Riquelme and Aimar.

Juan Bellero lacks the aggressiveness of the game, he is a very devout Christian, his movements in the game are very elegant and ethereal, and he is very attentive to the team, but he lacks the momentum that can lead the whole team to break the boat, which may have something to do with his dislike of fighting.

And Juan Sorrin, although he also had his appeal when he was in the national team, but it was only in the national team, and there was Redondo in the club, and he was like anything, and he didn't say anything at all.

The same is true for Riquelme and Aimar, and their own style of play has already limited their own temperament, and if you count it, Redondo really can't carry Deportivo La Coruna after that.

It can be said that the current Deportivo can be so strong in the first few games, and there is an inevitable connection with the storage of the Argentine midfielder.

Redondo naturally knew that the current situation of A Coruña was not as glamorous as it seemed from the outside world, and after a moment of silence, he raised his eyebrows.

"Deportivo has good seedlings in several young people, and Leo Messi is very good."

"Messi?" Juan raised his eyebrows, "Do you want to take him as your last disciple?" ”

"It's not a disciple." Speaking of his disciple Lei Dondo, he began to have a headache, and the few children he taught were all stubborn, and his appetite was true, but he was a little overwhelmed by each of them.

"It's just a little bit of a couple of years, and it's even better if you can bring him out...... He is not like you who are eloquent, and he is easy to lose. ”

I don't know if it's an accident, every one of the people brought out by Redondo can become the core of the team, especially Raul, he can have a place in the star-studded Bernabeu, which has to be said to be amazing.

"But when it comes to disciples, I'm still quite interested in Gago." Redondo pondered for a while and said, "You can also take it with you for two years, and you will be a good seedling when you come out...... As for Messi, he is more suitable for a role like Aimar. ”

"Then in the next game, will there be any difference between him playing and cuò?" Juan is very strict, Deportivo lacks a future core, this is just a long-term problem, there is always a solution to go slowly, but now, the game against Barcelona is imminent.

"Yes, but not big." Redondo muttered for a moment, "Maybe you should talk to him." ”

Talk to Messi? Hu Jing was silent for a while: "Boss, I've talked to him many times, and you don't know." ”

Indeed, in the entire Deportivo LaCoruna, Juan has the most heart-to-heart talk to Messi, if it weren't for the fear of calling the child too many times to cause rebellion, Juan would have called him over to enlighten his psychology if he wanted something.

The Argentine teenager was silent, and he didn't say anything outside, even if he usually looked quite normal when chatting, but once he wanted to communicate a little deeper, he began to pretend to be stupid.

"But this time is different." Redondo smiled at him, "Think for yourself, I'll go out first." ”

Juan played with his phone for a while and subconsciously sighed.

Indeed, at this point in time, it is not the time for him to hesitate, and he still has to talk to this person about the game when he goes back.

However, Juan didn't have a clue when he heard Redondo's voice outside: "Messi? ”

He stood up in a daze, the person standing outside was indeed Messi, and he didn't know when the Argentine teenager came, he raised his head and looked at Redondo, and then at Juan, I don't know why there was a rare love called "embarrassment" in the hearts of the two people.

It's embarrassing...... The two of them were still judging other people's character inside, but when they looked back, they saw that this person was actually outside the door, which was simply intoxicating.

"Big guy, I told you that you have something to do, and you are going to carry out the midfield's organizational attack training." Messi spoke, his voice was flat, and hearing him say this, Redondo was stunned: "Okay, I know." ”

Seeing Redondo quickly pass past him and walk out of the player's tunnel, now leaving only the two of them, Juan was even more embarrassed, he subconsciously opened his mouth to say something, and heard Messi speak first: "Can we talk?" ”

Juan raised his eyebrows in surprise, this is the first time Messi has taken the initiative to talk to him, maybe this is a good time for him to open up? "Okay, come in."

The two of them sat down, and before Juan could say anything, the Argentine youngster had already spoken: "I heard your chat, but I didn't mean to." ”

And sure enough, he heard it!

Juan hid the unnaturalness on his face and nodded, "And then?" ”

"What I want to say is that I am willing to follow my seniors and learn everything about playing football...... "Messi took a deep breath, "and even if I am not suitable to be the core, I will do my best for myself." ”

Juan didn't expect that the person in front of him would say this, after all, he really thought that Messi would have an opinion on the evaluation of the two of them: "So don't you think there is anything wrong with such a statement?" ”

"Of course there are no problems." Messi said bluntly: "The main thing is to learn something, I know the key points, I'm not a fool...... And, in the next game, I really want to play. ”

"I thought you were going to avoid Barcelona on purpose." Juan half-jokingly said that when a team's youth academy comes out, the player must have a feeling of embarrassment for his team, and generally in order to prevent such a situation, it is rare for a player to play against his own team when he just leaves.

"I ...... That's what I thought. Messi's voice was a little low when he said this, obviously remembering his good time at La Masia.

His friends, his meticulous predecessors, and the lawn there are all so nostalgic.

But he's also a professional footballer, and he has to be a professional footballer, isn't he?

"Well, since you've said so," Juan breathed a sigh of relief and patted him on the shoulder, "you'll play next game, and if you score, you'll be allowed to eat a bag of potato chips." ”

In an instant, the Argentine youngster's eyes sparkled, and the dimples at the corners of his mouth looked really sweet without hair covering......

"And what if I score a header?"

Hey, why aren't their children so excited about a bag of potato chips here instead of feeling sorry for their old master?

"If you score a header, you will upgrade to a medium bag of potato chips, and if you score two, you will change to a large bag of potato chips!" Juan directly slapped him, and Messisi suddenly began to jump with joy, as if she had already eaten the potato chips in her mouth: "What if it is three balls?" ”

"Family clothes are waiting for you." Juan patted him on the head very sternly.

Messi, who was inspired all of a sudden, said "oh", it was a long-lost excitement and happiness, and Juan really didn't know where to start......

This young man is not poor, it's just that no one wants him to eat it now, he wants to eat it even more, and if Juan says it, it's better to block it than to be sparse, if the pressure is too tight now, once this person loses discipline in the future, and lets go of his belly to eat these things, then the danger will be even greater, and he might as well use a little reward method to let this person eat a little first, so that he doesn't eat these junk foods like a starving ghost in the future.

After the excitement, Messi quickly quieted down, he cut his hair, it looked like a small mushroom, and when this little mushroom looked up, it still had a kind of cute cuteness, Juan couldn't help but want to sigh.

Isn't this just a child?

A child who loves to eat snacks, loves to play, and is disciplined by his parents, he is no different from other children, except that his playing skills are a little more exquisite.

"Coach." Messi's eyes were shining, but Juan could see what was swaying, "Coach, what did you think when you left Real Madrid?" ”

As soon as Messi asked this sentence, Juan sighed lightly.

This kid is indeed very good at football, but because of his illness, countless teams have turned him away, and at this time, Barcelona extended their rescue hand to him, even if this hand was very light and casual, but that was the only hope for their family at that time.

And what is the cruelest thing in the world?

Of course, it is to give hope in despair, and then take away all that hope.

For Messi, maybe when Barcelona nodded and agreed to sell him, it was when all his hopes were taken away.

In fact, the transfer should still follow the opinion of the player himself, of course he knows that Real Madrid has a famous nail named Jose Guti, that is, Guti, the fourteenth has an awe-inspiring and inviolable appearance, but even so, he is willing to put down all his self-esteem, just to stay in the place with the Real Madrid emblem.

Messi has been silent, he wants to stay in Barcelona like this, keep his face and dedicate all his career to Barcelona, which can be regarded as repaying their kindness, but in Barcelona's view, selling him may be more valuable than letting him stay.

As guardian, his father almost impatiently agreed to sign, and all his coaches regretted that they were the ones who knew Juan best, and that the youth coach almost smashed the chairman's desk for it, but it didn't work.

Since they think they only have this value, then he comes.

"When I left Real Madrid, I was in a slightly worse situation than you." Juan smiled and played with a pen in his hand, his fingers were very flexible, and the pen flew up and down on his fingertips, like a butterfly fluttering.

"At that time, I was recovering from a car accident for a month and a half, and both the team doctor and the hospital doctor diagnosed that I was no longer able to play continuously, and my friends were concerned about my situation and made frequent mistakes in the game, so the club gave me two choices - the first was to retire consciously, and the second was to 'be retired'."

When he said this, Juan still had a feeling that the world was unpredictable, after all, who would have thought that he would not only return to play on the court for a while, but now he is also on a path that belongs to the coach.

"What do you mean?" Messi blinked, a little incomprehensible.

"In other words, whether I choose to apply for retirement on my own or whether the club directly helps me announce my retirement are two different things, if the club announced my retirement, I probably wouldn't have that season at Manchester United." Juan smiled lightly and sighed with some emotion, "Moreover, the senior management of Real Madrid still asked my friends to convey this news to me." ”

"......" Messi opened his mouth, not knowing what to say at this time.

"Leo, you know what? No matter how others think you can't do it, you have to believe in yourself that you can, no matter who your opponent is, or no matter what you think. Juan sighed lightly.

"I retired at the age of 21, played as a substitute at Manchester United in the same year to help the team beat Real Madrid, and at the age of 22 I won the European Championship with the national team, and it was also the year that I became the manager of Deportivo La Coruna, and I stood on the same starting line as Real Madrid, and that's all I have the confidence to do."

"What about you, where is your confidence?"

The Argentine youngster seemed to be stunned by the question, and he didn't react for a long time, and after a while, he hesitated and said: "My confidence...... I'm good at football? ”

"A little confident!" Juan slapped him again, almost giving people a backlash, "You know, your future is limitless, in a few years, it must be Barcelona who regrets it!" ”

Messi was choked by him, and kept bending over and coughing, Juan didn't say anything, just helped him smooth out, and no matter how much this person coughed, tears flowed out of his fingers.

The Argentine youngster has not been very conspicuous, he and Cristiano are two extremes, one puts everything on his face, and what he says until he can't do it, while the other side is a qiē in his heart, there is a gully in his heart, and his face is still calm, but Juan knows that these two people have a fragility in their hearts.

Vulnerability called "self-esteem".

"I sue you, and they will regret it in the future." Juan looked him in the eye and said word by word, "So work harder." ”

"Hmm." The Argentine teenager took a deep breath, his chest was about to explode now, and it was full of feelings that he had always sealed, and now he was about to burst out.

Looking at Messi's pitiful appearance with red eyes, Juan couldn't help but sigh: "Barcelona, ......"

On the pitch at this moment, some people are also sighing the same words: "Barcelona, it's really terrible." ”

"How?" Aimar stopped the ball and looked at Riquelme beside him with some surprise, his honest face was full of exclamations, and he looked a little weird......

"No, I'm just sighing." Riquelme waved his hand, "You know, I joined Barcelona before and stayed there for a while. ”

"Yes, and then you were loaned to Villarreal, if it weren't for Deportivo Interception, you would have been bought by the Yellow Submarine." Aimar consciously helped him supplement the next storyline development.

"Speaking of which, I almost went to Villarreal." Thorin sighed, causing both of them to look back at him at the same time. "Look, I did get an offer from Villarreal at that time, I was just hesitating for a moment...... If I hadn't gone out with you that afternoon, I guess I would have been a Yellow Submarine player by now. ”

Which afternoon? Aimar and Riquelme hesitated for a moment, and then it dawned on them - he was talking about the day they were beaten up by Redondo alone!

The three of them were melancholy for a moment at the Shura field that day, and then changed the topic back: "So, why is Barcelona dying?" ”

"You know, I'm a victim of Barcelona's political struggle, I changed the president and then I was loaned out or something...... this is very similar to Redondo, but Florentino didn't loan people, he played harder and sold people directly.

"Although this reason accounts for a part, but when it comes to it, my strength is not good." Speaking of this, Riquelme also has all kinds of feelings, he is not only born in La Masia, but he can't even compare with his skills, so what else is there to say?

"Among the people who compete with me, Xavi, Ronaldinho, Van Bommel, to be honest, none of these three people I am sure that they can win directly, although Xavi has only been in the midfield of Barcelona for four years, but he already knows this team by heart, Ronaldinho will win, I and he are not even a person in the same world, Van Bommel ......"

When he said this, Riquelme was about to cry: "That guy is the top midfielder in the Netherlands, you know what his situation is, in terms of aggression I am simply scumbag. ”

"Come to think of it, man, you're still pretty weak." Aimar said this very sincerely, and Riquelme glared at him angrily: "Nonsense, how could I be loaned out if I wasn't weak?!" ”

Hearing him say this, several people present were at a loss, after all, the midfield sounds terrible, and there are Puyol, Valdés and other athletes in the backfield, this stubble is not easy to play.

The audience suddenly began to frown, Redondo came back at this time, and subconsciously raised his eyebrows when he saw them like this: "What's wrong?" ”

As soon as they saw him, several midfielders surrounded him, and although they were in awe of the prince of the Bernabeu, it was no longer time to think about it!

After listening to them talk about their concerns, Redondo raised his eyebrows in surprise: "And then, this is the reason why you are nervous?" ”

"Isn't that enough?" Several people were dumbfounded, "The opponent is very strong, really strong, what if we lose?" ”

Redondo rubbed his forehead, and for some reason felt that this scene was actually a bit familiar: "And then, because you might lose, so you don't play?" Or is it because you're afraid of losing, so the game won't start? ”

Everyone looked at each other speechlessly, and Redondo looked left and right, and couldn't help but sigh.

No wonder there is no one to hold up the backbone of A Coruña now, and now it is necessary for someone to stand firm and carry them on.