The article shows that the wrong call to customer service or refreshing the page, the author Jun high-speed code word in the summer of '03 is not easy to spend, at least for Manchester United.

They lost Beckham this summer, the lord seems to be a lot older at this moment, but the stubborn old man will never admit it, he still has a whole team to carry, the departure of Manchester United's number seven means that he must once again find a midfielder for Manchester United who is enough to replace him, fortunately he still got a piece of jade in Lisbon, and he can definitely become a talent under careful carving.

Real Madrid have been a little too crazy this summer, they have been throwing money away from other leagues, they have made all the headlines in the summer, but it's all about the star-studded stars of the galaxy, and no one cares about Castilla, the Real Madrid academy that has suffered the biggest blow since the superstar policy was introduced.

Perhaps the news of Captain Castilla's sudden retirement was enough to set off a wave, but it was also as fleeting as a bird, and it would soon be drowned in the huge flood of information from Real Madrid.

- Alex Ferguson's office has an uninvited guest.

Juan Díaz, former captain of Castilla, was once considered the player most likely to be promoted to the first team and established after Raul, Guti and Casillas...... He said "before" and "was" because he quietly retired in a week - at the age of 21, which is just starting out in football.

Juan sat on the couch in a posture rarely seen among players, his eyebrows lowered.

His appearance was really rare among the players, not as handsome as Beckham, but with a kind of amazing delicate depth, dark gold hair like quicksand soft to the side of the ear, noticing Ferguson's look and looking up at him, and then bowing his head again, his hesitant appearance reflected in the turquoise iris, full of almost overflowing melancholy enough to make the old Scotsman sigh.

What's it like to fall in love with a heartbreaking team?

He could only get up and pat the young man on the shoulder: "You really don't think about starting as a teaching assistant?" Even if you are a physical trainer, you can be a translator in terms of your ability. ”

In response, the young man just tugged at the corners of his mouth, and then shook his head.

"I know you mean well." When he spoke, the young man's voice was a little hoarse, which was not a voice suitable for roaring on the pitch, but Ferguson saw with his own eyes that when he was running on the pitch, he didn't even have to shout desperately for his players to notice his presence. "It's just that the doctor said that it would be better not to touch football for the time being, but I was reluctant to ......"

Ferguson expressed understanding: "Then there is nothing wrong with your body now, right?" Juan continued to shake his head, without saying a word. The old man sighed secretly and got up: "Okay then, you settle down in the youth dormitory in Carrington first, and report tomorrow." ”

"Academy?" Juan thought for a moment and nodded, "Thank you very much." ”

After leaving Ferguson's office, Juan took a deep breath and looked out at the pitch from afar.

On the training ground, a few fiery red dots were jumping and training, and a white ball was passing between them, and the elves flying up and down reminded him of a familiar scene far away in the Iberian Peninsula for a moment, and finally he closed his eyes and walked away without looking back.

Ferguson stood in front of the window and looked at his back, his brow furrowed slightly.

Juan Díaz is the captain of Castilla, and Manchester United wanted to buy or even loan this kid around 00, but his own intention was to stay with the team...... What I didn't expect was that it would be such a scene to see him at the Carrington base.

- A car accident is enough to ruin a genius.

In reality, Juan was not as desperate and discouraged as Ferguson seemed, and he was even somewhat glad. After all, surviving a car crash is already a great thing, and the only problem is that I have had an extra ...... since then Old babysitter?

Just as he was thinking about it, his phone began to vibrate, Juan picked it up, sighed and picked it up. “hola……”

"Juan, where are you now?" It was obvious that he didn't see Juan, which made the person on the other end of the phone very panicked, but he was trying to calm down, and Juan rubbed his eyebrows. "I'm in Manchester."

"Why did you get to Manchester?!" The composure was shattered all at once, and the person on the other end of the phone was about to scream.

"It's okay Jose, my agent arranged for me to come, I'm sorry I didn't have time to tell you." Juan said in a calmer tone as much as possible, "He wants me to go outside and relax, and do something away from the training ground by the way, and help me tell Igor that I'm calm and I'm fine, okay?" ”

"Can't you just talk to him?"

“…… Mr. José Gutiérrez, in terms of our friendship, I'm sure you don't like to call people that much, do you? He's right next to you, say hello to me, and Raul, goodbye. ”

- His old nanny is not Guti, but Igor Casillas.

Everyone in Castile knows that Juan Díaz is so good that no matter how happy Ikor Casillas was that day, he always provoked Igor with unmistakable accuracy.

Igor is a good-natured player, and no matter how provocative his opponent is, he always maintains maximum sanity, but this sanity does not work when he meets Juan. The two seem to have a feud, and they keep hurting each other when they see each other.

When he was in Castia, Igor set a record of "like a girl" feat of losing Juan four times in a row, and Juan's answer to this was to break Igor's door twenty times in a row - twenty times! At the end of the training match, everyone almost watched how Juan kicked the ball into the goal! However, it is also an indisputable fact that Igor honed his skills quickly in the confrontation with Juan.

Raul and Guti both laughed and said that Juan and Igor really have a deep relationship, whether it is to hurt each other or to export is a joke, if it continues like this, Real Madrid will definitely have a pair of good friends with great feelings in the future.

However, there were unforeseen circumstances, it was raining in Spain for a long time that day, and Juan, who went to the hospital from the dormitory to see his grandmother, was stuck on the road because he didn't have a driver's license, and Igor happened to be outside, so he took a long detour to pick him up, and they were casually bickering and talking about boring things in the car as usual, but the two of them became serious when they talked and talked-

What was the topic at that time, the future of Real Madrid? Juan thought casually, under the leadership of the administrator, he opened the door of the dormitory with his light luggage, looked around, the environment was very quiet, and after thanking the administrator, Juan began to pack his things.

At the time, I don't know who started to get emotional first, or if the two of them were together?

The speeding car almost crashed into the wall against the truck, Igor's car didn't pop the airbag, and Juan slammed into the windshield almost unsuspectingly—the young man didn't pull on his seatbelt.

In an accident that could not be called terrible, Igor scrapped a car, and he himself was unharmed, only frightened; Juan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was covered in blood and unconscious, and this coma was seven days.

When he woke up, Juan's personality changed drastically, and he could almost fall into silence for a whole day, paying no attention to anyone talking, but only looking out the window as if he was pondering something, until Raul and Guti came with Igor, who refused to come in to see, he reacted a little—glaring at them with a kind of hellish look.

"Juan, are you alright?" Guti sat on the edge of the bed and slapped his hand with a big grin, "The doctor said you had a concussion, and you may not be able to remember anything now, but remember the three of us, right?" ”

Juan opened his mouth hesitantly.

"Raul, Guti...... San Cassie? ”

"Saint?" As soon as this sentence came out, the three of them were stunned, and Raul smiled helplessly: "What is this new way to hurt people?" Juan, don't tease Igor, he's not feeling good at all right now. ”

Calm and silent for a moment, Juan rubbed his head. "Nothing, I just thought I might have had a dream." For example, these three people in front of them became the mainstay of the team, and then they were sold by Real Madrid to various Bundesliga, Turkish and Portuguese leagues or something......

"Then your dream has been going on for too long, it's been seven days." Guti smiled and beckoned to Casillas who was standing at the door: "Come on, Igor, Juan is fine, you can rest assured." ”

When Casillas finally couldn't help but take two steps inside, Juan narrowed his eyes.

He clearly remembered that before he fell unconscious, this person still had the energy to yell at him, "Don't die", why did he look more haggard than him now?

"He has hardly eaten or drunk for the past seven days, and he has only guarded you." Raul said gently, "José and I will go buy some water first, and you can talk." He naturally saw that the atmosphere between the two people was not normal, especially Igor, and it was better to give them a space to decide this kind of thing.

Casillas didn't say anything, he's only 21 years old now, and although he's been playing in the Champions League for a long time, he's just a kid after all, and he doesn't even know what to say - in the past, when the two of them were together, they must have had a round of verbal battles before they could talk properly.

But it is clear that today is not the right time to do so.

Juan looked at the man standing in the doorway and bowed his head and refused to say anything, and slowly frowned.

"If you don't want to see me, leave and no one will stop you." Of course, he said this sentence only subconsciously provocatively, in the past, they started to "chat" from Juan's initiative, but who knew that today, Cassie did not speak, and his eyes had become red when he slowly raised his head.

"I'm sorry."

Juan was startled, was silent for a while, and waved his hand a little awkwardly: "It's just a small injury, don't worry too much." ”

"Then why did you retire?" He was almost stunned when he heard the news, he saw Juan's agent Jorge Méndez during training that day, and he wanted to go over to inquire about Juan's situation, but who knew that he heard that person say to the coach of the team - he is retiring due to physical reasons?!

Hearing the news of this thunderbolt on a sunny day, Igor couldn't sit still, he pulled Raul and Guti, who were dazed, and hurried to the hospital to ask about the situation, but it was obvious that Juan kept his news secret, and the two people didn't know at all.

Juan was silent for a while, then said in a deep voice, "It's none of your business. ”

Now it's Ryan Giggs who is taking the ball, he knows what he is capable of, and he knows what he will face, the opposite Manchester City is dirty defensively, and he has to make two moves every season, and each time Manchester United has to get a few injuries, but generally there are lords at this time, so they don't panic.

But today, the old Scottish man did not sit on the edge of the pitch, they were indeed panicked at first, and even a little desperate at the moment when the red card was raised, until they saw Juan-

For the first time, the 21-year-old stood near the sideline and began to direct the running position on the field.

Everyone knows that Juan usually hates to speak easily, even in training, he is used to observing the situation on the field in silence, and he is right to the point, and now, he has found the crux of the problem.

At Juan's signal, Keane and Sylvestre stepped forward to press high at the first time of kick-off in the center circle, and transferred the ball to the direction of the midfield as soon as they won the ball, while Manchester United's four sharp knives swarmed out at the same time.

"In high-speed sports, the ball is very fast! City's defence has been turned upside down by four men, and it is clear that this non-Premier League-style rapid attacking and defensive system has overwhelmed them...... Oh! The live commentator jumped, and his heart was stimulated in various ways at the beginning of the game, "Vanney was tripped up!! ”

Ruud van Nistelrooy lay on the ground with his legs clutched, the expression on his face was very painful, and the boos were so strong that the referee gave the Manchester City defender a yellow card and awarded Manchester United a free-kick for his own safety.

This time the referee was very fair, so Ruud van Nistelrooy didn't stay on the ground for long, and jumped up after getting a free kick......

Pull it down, send off the assistant coach at Old Trafford, and give the defender a yellow card for no reason, what's wrong with getting one back?

Ryan Giggs stood at the penalty spot and took a deep breath and looked at the goal. In the first half of the game, they were almost aggrieved for the first 30 minutes, and the last 15 minutes were a little angry, and the second half was the moment when the Red Devils counterattacked!

Start, run, raise the instep.

“gooooal！！ Giggs! The Red Devils' winger sent the ball into the back of the net with a volley! With two minutes left in the first half, let's look forward to the second half of the ...... between both teams Wait a minute?! The on-site commentator was stunned, "Ronaldo picked up the ball from the goal and threw it to the midfield?" Serve in the middle circle, the first half is not over yet! ”

"Even with only two minutes left, the Red Devils never gave up! They launched an attack on the Manchester City goal again! His voice was almost hoarse, but it was as firm as ever, "Go on, Manchester United!" ”

The Red Devils' anthem resounded throughout the stadium, the red flag and scarf were held alof, and to the cheers of everyone, Paul Scholes fired a high ball into the goal. Scholes's shot ...... No, he's going to pass the ball! ”

In front of the Manchester City goal, several defenders jumped up to clear the high ball, but in the middle of the blue, the fiery red elf flashed, and he jumped lightly and leaped forward.

"Cristiano Ronaldo !!"

This goal is so beautiful, the young man in red flashed into the camera at once, he grabbed in front of everyone, like a moth to a fire, desperately head-to-head the ball, the football was put down in slow motion, cunningly bypassed the goalkeeper's five fingers, and bounced on the grass before falling into the net!

"A thrilling header! Ronaldo's goal! With the excited cheers of the on-site commentators, the whole scene went crazy, even if the whistle blew at halftime, the entire stands still looked like "a group of demons dancing". 'In the last two minutes, United came up to score and we went into the second half with a score of 3-2! Thank God, thank you, thank you, thank you Juan Díaz! ”

'Why didn't he step up earlier in the first half? Maybe we won't even have those two goals. The on-site commentator complained as if it were true or false, after Manchester United's goal was disallowed, the morale of the Red Devils really suffered a certain degree of damage, and two goals were scored in succession, and everyone's expressions were impatient, even when Juan first stood up-

Until, Ruud van Nistelrooy's first goal ignited Old Trafford, and the morale that had been low to the bottom suddenly burned like a spark with nourishment, like a long-suppressed volcano erupting in an instant, causing the most massive noise.

At this moment, the camera was on Manchester United's dugout, and as the players returned to the tunnel, the coaches were also packing up and preparing to go back, while Juan was standing next to the dugout, talking to Mr. Smith in the stands.

"Juan, you've done a great job! Let those little cubs see how good we are!! Mr. Smith shook his fists and his face flushed, and all he could do after being sent off was to continue cheering them on from the stands, and his words clearly sparked a sense of recognition from the Red Devils fans behind him, who began to applaud and cheer at Juan at the same time.

"Dias, give them a little bit of power!" "Even if you don't play, you're good!" "Burst their!"

Juan didn't mind the swear words of these crazy people, after all, the words were not rough, he smiled and nodded and was about to turn around and walk into the locker room, but after taking two steps, he turned his head and asked loudly: "Mr. Smith, aren't you going to the locker room?" ”

Smith replied in a voice of the same size, "There you go!" I'm here to watch you! ”

There was nothing he could do to help him now, and in that case, it was best to stay here and not cause trouble. Juan's influence at Manchester United is visible to him, and if everyone is just not convinced by him, the Red Devils will not be able to score three goals in a row in the last fifteen minutes!

When Juan returned to the locker room with the tactical board, most of the players were still talking and laughing, and they were not afraid to say hello when they saw Juan come in, and the last fifteen minutes were so hearty that they all felt refreshed!

To this, Juan's answer was to glance at the players lightly, and his voice did not rise or fall.

"Happy?"

Everyone was silent all of a sudden, they looked at each other, and at the same time there was a feeling of cold air blowing through the locker room - it was clear that despite the goal, Juan was still not satisfied.

'We were supposed to be 4-2 but now we were swallowed a goal, we got a yellow card for no reason, and we scored twice in the first half half an hour...... IMHO, at Old Trafford it's not something to be proud of, one might even say a disgrace! ”

After saying this, Juan nodded: "Yes, shame, not for Mr. Smith, not for any of you, but for the entire Red Devils." I feel angry and humiliated by letting our opponents flex their muscles on their own turf, even using some cleverness to steal the fruits of our victories. ”

Looking around, the expressions on the faces of the team members sank, and the hands of drinking water were all lowered. None of them were the kind of people who would lose their minds with excitement, and in Juan's few words, the first half hour of the opening half was in their minds, everyone looked at each other, their heads bowed, and they couldn't say anything.

Their performance in the first half was really not good, and after the goal was misjudged, they all fell into a vicious circle, and the more anxious they were, the easier it was to make mistakes, so they were scored twice in half an hour, and Smith was also angry and rushed over to find the referee to theorize, and it was the same when he was sent off the field.

Seeing that everyone had finally recovered from the excitement just now, Juan nodded secretly and continued: "Anyway, the game is not over yet, and we still have a chance to make up for our mistakes. To tell the truth, it's not that I'm a good teacher, it's just that everyone here seems to be a little impatient, and it turns out that as long as you calm down, the opponent is not vulnerable at all. ”

After a pause, Juan showed a smiling expression.

"You're still strong, aren't you?"

When Juan finished his main points, he thoughtfully left time to Keane, the captain, and he stood in the players' tunnel to breathe in the air, and the singing from outside came in intermittently, and Juan listened for a while and couldn't help laughing.

What "Egris, your mother called you home for dinner", what "Egris, you can't imagine how you left Old Trafford", what "Manchester City's hero Agris", one song after another, simply scolded the referee of this game from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, the fans of the Premier League have a racial talent in singing, and all kinds of songs are at their fingertips.

Listening to this, Juan couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, he felt as if he had heard it wrong?

But this kind of singing is getting louder and louder, and even overwhelms the "Acura" to the referee, and then resounded throughout the audience.

"Ah~Juan Dias, the best deal ever~"

"The best translator for kicking football, the best translator for coaching~"

"Manchester United can knock you over even if it's a translator~"

Listening to the translation song full of audiences, Juan couldn't stop crying and laughing.

Ferguson's first game back was the home game against Aston Villa, which is a team with very atmospheric fans - their famous fans include the British Prime Minister, the Royal Crown Prince, the Cabinet Minister, a team that can be said to be full of aristocratic atmosphere and inextricably linked with the royal family.

But at the same time, they have another name - "former aristocrats who died in the trap of the middle class".

This team's historical record is not inferior to Manchester United, and the establishment time is not inferior to Birmingham's heritage strong team and Manchester United, or the lord has a new hatred and old hatred, and it is reasonable not to put the data directly, that is, Aston Villa was still a giant more than 20 years ago, and as a result, Aston Villa's results have not been up or down for more than 20 years, and many times have missed the championship.

And basically every time it has something to do with Manchester United, led by the lord......

'Aston Villa's results haven't been great lately and we need to be calm to win this game.' Ferguson commanded very calmly, and then beckoned Juan over, "You will still be in command from the sidelines in the next game." ”

"Me?" Juan raised his eyebrows in surprise, "But aren't you already back?" ”

"I watched the city derby." Ferguson smiled slightly, Juan was stunned and bowed his head, "You did a good job, since this is the case, I will hand over the Red Devil to you again." Besides, my battlefield is not here yet. ”

Lord Fu said as he spoke, with a murderous aura in his narrowed eyes. In the first game after being allowed to watch, he first looked back at the city derby a few days ago, and what did he see?

The FA may have really forgotten him, that's why they think Manchester United is easy to bully, right?

His heart is a problem, although he has been equipped with a pacemaker and has been in the hospital for more than half a month, but now is not the time to take command, Casey asked him to recuperate for at least a week or two before he can go on the field to direct the game, but it doesn't matter, about the yellow card and red card accident, he has a lot to say to the FA!

Juan was stunned, then nodded. The last time he directly coached Manchester United was a last resort, this time it was indeed the cultivation of the lord, when the assistant coach of Manchester United was sent to the stands, he was the only one in the whole team to command the operation, the lord's plenipotentiary made him a little scared, but he still nodded yes.

As the Lord turned to walk towards the office, Juan took a deep breath and turned his head, and the entire United players looked at him with some trepidation, waiting for those ice-blue eyes to roll around his body, and then look in other directions.

"Giggs ......"

Giggs felt that his whole person was not good, and he took a step forward tremblingly under the gloating gaze of the whole Manchester United: "Here! ”

"I'm a little nervous, can you practice with me for a while?"

Really! Manchester United's new specialty, "Juan's Tension", is online!

Facing Juan's face, which didn't show any nervousness at all, he nodded with a sad expression: "Okay." ”

However, the next day was the game, so Juan only stopped on point, and after the training was over, Giggs ran away with a look of amnesty, for fear that he would be caught training again. Juan didn't have much of an idea about that, he bounced the ball at random, thinking about the game ahead.

The impact of the car accident on him is not that there is none, but it has been minimized with hard work.

He is a player who uses his brain more than body language on the field, whether it is to coordinate the operation of the team, the team's offensive and defensive transitions or even the route of each pass needs to be calculated by the brain, his brain runs like a computer on the field, whether it is the degree of data processing or reading the information of the game on the field, it only takes a moment, less than a second to come up with the processing information and execute it perfectly, this is the way he plays.

In the past, his physicality and the way he played the ball were enough for him to dominate the game, but the only problem was that now when he overused his brain, the depths of his brain began to throb.

Once he played, once he turned on the so-called "computer mode", his head would be overwhelmed and start to protest, he had already discovered this problem when he was taking the coaching certificate, no matter how many times he read it late at night, there would be no problem, but his head hurt so much that he was almost shocked.

It was only after testing his own limits a few times in quick succession that Juan told the lord that he was in enough form to play one game a week at a time – at full strength.

Maybe as long as he leaves football and doesn't continue to use his brain a lot, his situation will gradually improve, but it is an irregular data, maybe it will take three years, maybe ten years will not be better, in this case, why should he pay for the infinitive?

Besides, life is pretty good now.

The next day, the Manchester United players gathered in Carrington and took the players' bus to Old Trafford, and the lord was also with the team, although he was not allowed to coach on the sidelines, but it was still okay to take a look! In the big bus, the lord thought about it and patted Juan next to him on the shoulder, and whispered, "Juan, are you ready?" ”

Juan blinked in surprise, and then realized the old man's mood. I was forced to not be able to coach before, but now that I finally came out of the hospital, I still can't coach, and the old man is itching.

"Ready, sir." Juan nodded, he didn't play in the Manchester derby and he won't play in this game – he definitely won't play when no one is watching on the sidelines.

"Or I'll follow you in, or I'll be your teaching assistant?" The old gentleman has some itchy hands, although he should have retired a long time ago, but at present, he is still not at ease with the situation of Manchester United.

Although in his absence, Manchester United won and lost mixed and barely passed, but the old man was not happy: his results on the field would definitely be better!

"Aunt Casey is going to kill me." Juan was very helpless, he also wanted to put the golden sign of the lord on the field, and then rest assured that he could wait for the team to win, and he could also play twice, but the lord was not there, he had to dress neatly, and then direct the game on the sidelines. "You don't want your aunt to worry either, do you?"

At the mention of his wife, the lord was silent on the spot, and the car slowly stopped outside Old Trafford, and the outside was already red, and the singing echoing in his ears along the way finally became clear and audible-

Fans lined up and sang the team anthem, happily waving their scarves in the direction of the bus, which was already full of reporters, and some fans who had just arrived at the scene, cheering around the bus and waiting for their players to get off the bus.

The first person to get out of the car was not surprised by the sir, but as soon as the sir, the sirr found that the whole team seemed to be not quite right?

How to put it, first of all, when you play...... It was the first time he heard a sigh when he got out of the car.

？？？

The lord with question marks on his head subconsciously turned his head to look, behind him were his players, everyone seemed to know something, and everyone lowered their eyebrows.

Soon, though, he realized something.

Journalists held up their microphones and cameras. "Sir Alex Ferguson, are you here to coach this game?" "Sir Alex Ferguson, are you fully healed?" "Sir, are you alright?" "Sir Alex Ferguson, how are you going to arrange Dias's place?"

Ferguson was silent for a moment, still wondering, only to hear the fans surrounding the bus – most of them women, worth mentioning – start shouting loudly: "Juan! "Where's Juan?" We want to see Juan! ”

He stood on the side of the bus for a while, although Beckham as a lesson from the past, Manchester United's female fans have always accounted for a lot of weight, but since the beginning of this season, female fans have rarely shouted around the bus like this, and at first glance it is a little unaccustomed......

The players got off one by one, and they were not unfamiliar with such situations, Juan also played one after another during the month and a half of the lord's absence, and the appearance against Manchester City was his first time as a coach, and he seemed to have made a deep impression on Manchester United fans.

To say that he and Beckham still have a certain degree of similarity, such as the eye-catching on the field, and at the same time, although he looks very delicate and handsome, Juan is not soft at all, and he is not without the time when he fights the opposing player off the field, and no male fan has had an opinion on him since then.

Juan stayed at the end to get off the bus, which has been his habit since the month, he would stay at the back to check if there was anything missing, and only then would he get out of the car with something that a player had forgotten, such as this time, when he got out of the car with a white paper bag in his hand. 166 Reading Network