Chapter 307: It Was Maradona (Page 1/1)

The Great Barrier Reef is the longest coral reef complex in the world, stretching for 2,000 kilometres from north to south, and Hamilton Island is right in the heart of the Great Barrier Reef. The island is not large, but it has the only airport in the Great Barrier Reef group.

Right next to Hamilton Island, just across from it, is the smaller Dent Island, which also has a small rural hotel and one of the world's most beautiful 18-hole green golf courses.

Early this morning, the Six Musketeers came to Dent Island on a small yacht to swing a few shots in this beautiful sea view.

Zhuo Yang didn't say anything about the black urine last night, after all, it was not glorious at all, and there were beautiful women on the side, which was really indecent. That is, when he was sleeping, he chatted with his grandfather Mertesacker, who was in the same room, and rolled Grandpa Mo from the bed directly to the floor with a smile.

"Aha...... Thankfully, you ran fast...... This is going to catch people and kill you, hahaha...... This Spaniard is really unlucky, hahaha......"

"It doesn't have to be Spanish, it's basically Spanish on the Mexican side of the Central American Caribbean. Oh, and by the way, and Argentina, which also speaks Spanish. ”

"Oh? Is it? I always thought Argentina spoke Portuguese! "English is spoken all over the world, and Grandpa, like most people, only speaks English when he goes out, so he doesn't know about that.

"In South America, only Brazil speaks Portuguese, and all other countries speak Spanish, including Argentina."

"Zhuo Yang, you do know a lot, but you can't pee on people's mouths, ahahahaha......"

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The brothers hadn't practiced golf much before, and they had just played a few times with pretence. But golf is not the same sport as football, it has a low barrier to entry.

If you can't play football, you can't play it, you can't play it with two feet, you can't fool people, and you can't play together at all. But getting started with golf is extremely simple, and if you can't play well, you can't play badly? It's a person who can come twice. It's just that, if you want to excel, like any other sport, you need talent, perseverance and, of course, money.

What par score has nothing to do with these six hairy goods. There is no shame in how many shots you take, as long as you can hit the green safely, you can make a mess. Scar hit the puddle twice, and the little pig couldn't get past the grass obstacles, but the butcher had a lot of strength, so he went directly into the bunker.

It's okay for Grandpa Mo and Brother Meng to make do with the clubs, and the two of them can always go to the green smoothly, and then they can get into the hole with a few more pushes. At this time, the two 'masters' did not look at the three fools directly, and they swaggered to feel that they were Tiger Woods.

As for Zhuo Yang, he didn't swing a few strokes at all.

Maybe it was because he ate a little too much seafood under the coercion of Scar's two people last night, or maybe it was because of the beer, Zhuo Yang started to feel uncomfortable early this morning. The golf was in full swing here, and he ran three times to the hotel next to the course, commonly known as the sparse. The four cheering women held back a laugh, and Zhuo Yang couldn't care about it.

After solving it for the third time, it finally felt a lot empty. After cleaning his hands and looking in the mirror twice again, Zhuo Yang walked out of the bathroom with a fresh style.

Walking towards the side door of the hotel to go to the stadium, a person happened to walk out of the side door behind Zhuo Yang. "Zhuo Yang, why are you here?" A surprise call.

Turning his head - hi, acquaintance, Argentine midfielder Lucas Biglia, who plays for Anderlecht, Belgium. The two were in the same group in the Champions Cup group stage last year, not to mention the home and away games twice, and they quickly looked at each other as mung beans.

"Yo, Lucas! I'm on vacation, are you? ”

"Yes, yes!"

Far away from the three continents of Asia, Europe and the United States, thousands of miles away from the needle-sized island, what a fate! The two talkers met their old acquaintances in a foreign land, and they were a little overjoyed. Biglia is not well-known in football, but because of his hospitable personality, he has a wide range of friends, and he is also very familiar with everyone in Argentine football.

After chatting a few words affectionately, Biglia slapped his head: "It's just right!" Zhuo Yang, I'll take you to meet a big man. ”

"Big shots? What big shots? How big is it? ”

"Just follow me."

Zhuo Yang followed Biglia, the guy pulled a loaded golf cart, and the two walked back to the folding hall, through the side hall to the lobby of the hotel. In the sofa group on the side of the floor-to-ceiling window in the lobby, three men are seated. On both sides were two very young teenagers, Zhuo Yang didn't know each other, but the curly-haired middle-aged fat man with a full aura of hugging his chest and pursing his lips in the middle surprised Zhuo Yang.

When it comes to his status in the minds of fans all over the world, whether it is Zhuo Yang Kaka Xiaoluo, or Qizu Da Luo Xiaobei, even if Bei Huang Kesheng, in front of this master, they are all scum.

Diego Maradona!

Maradona, who only retired in 1995, is a contemporary football figure compared to the distant Pele, so he has a greater influence among fans. Coupled with its fairy-like skills and rebellious image, it took a little longer and evolved into a god.

For such a legendary living immortal, the jaw-dropping Zhuo Yang only had admiration. If I can run into an old horse on vacation, should I buy a lottery ticket?

Biglia was very satisfied with Zhuo Yang's performance at the moment, and he said to the three of them with some pride: "Diego, Kun, Javier, look who I met here!" ”

Zhuo Yang is a big celebrity in football today, he doesn't know others but others know him. The two teenagers quickly stood up with wide eyes, and Maradona, who had a gloomy face and seemed to be a little unhappy, also lit up.

Maradona is now the technical general adviser of the Argentine Football Federation, but mainly moves around the Under-21s. After the Copa America, because of Argentina's 0:3 defeat to Brazil, the old horse with a crooked nose invited many old friends to go on vacation together, and by the way, he pulled two of his favorite little boys in the U21.

The group met Biglia in Melbourne, and the old horse was attracted by the depiction of Dent Island, so he left the group and took the two teenagers to follow Biglia to play golf here.

Maradona was a social man, who loved and hated and was happy and angry. I was fine for the first two days here, but I didn't know how to start last night and suddenly became in a bad mood, and I ate half of my meal on the next island like a detonator, and I didn't speak. The three of Biglia didn't dare to ask, so they could only wait cautiously.

Seeing Zhuo Yang, the clouds on Lao Ma's face dissipated a lot, and he squeezed out a kind and kind smile.

In the face of Ma Dawang Zhuo Yang, don't say arrogant, he didn't even dare to have a trace of slackness. Seeing that the old horse had no shelf to greet him, he hurriedly bowed his waist and his face was full of worship and respect, and took the initiative to come over.

"Zhuo Yang, you are a very amazing little guy, I admire you." The king of the ball was the first to speak, in Italian, and he was the god of Naples.

"Don't dare to ......" hurriedly and modestly, but the words suddenly stopped, and Zhuo Yang nailed to the coffee table two steps away from the king of the ball like a sudden brake.

- Fuck, this voice, isn't it the one I peed on last night!!

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