Chapter 68: Let's Face It Together

Jingle bells...

Torres opened his eyes under the screeching alarm clock, the morning sun pouring through the cracks in the curtains, he glanced at his sleeping wife beside him, and walked out of the bedroom lightly.

Ten minutes later, Torres washed up, walked out of the house in a training suit, hugged a football and went to the empty training ground alone to train.

Torres is 31 years old and his prime has long passed.

He has been terrible in recent years, from 'Holy Boy' to 'Tito', he has reinterpreted the meaning of a center forward.

This is undoubtedly a disgraceful title for him.

But Torres couldn't do anything, even he knew how ugly he was playing.

Bang!!

With a muffled grunt, the ball flew towards the goal.

The shot was too angle-oriented, so it grazed the frame and slid past.

"Shit!"

Torres scolded indignantly and stomped his foot fiercely.

Once, he was a good shot, but when he came to Chelsea, it was as if everything had changed.

That was the beginning of the nightmare.

It's better to have an empty door!

Defenders up front!

These are all topics that he used to talk about in the media.

And in this discussion, he gradually lost himself.

He knew that he had lost the confidence he should have as a centre-forward!

He became afraid to shoot.

An indecisive centre-forward, a centre-forward who hesitates in front of goal, and this is a devastating disaster for Torres!

......

Lying on his back on the green grass, Torres covered his face with his hands, not knowing what the expression beneath him was.

In August 2014, he joined AC Milan in Serie A on a transfer, thinking it was a fresh start, but in that half season, he scored only one goal.

This is an insulting number for a former golden boy and for a former world-class center forward.

To be honest, he didn't have a good time at AC Milan and he could see that his team-mates didn't trust him and didn't want to pass the ball to him.

And under this vicious circle, his performance also got worse and worse, until December, his old club, Atletico Madrid in La Liga, took him in.

That's right, take in!

What a 'shameful' word!

January 4, 2015 was a special day for Torres himself and for the fans of Atletico Madrid.

The Spanish Saints, once the signature player of Atletico Madrid, returned to the arms of the team after seven years of wandering.

On this day, more than 50,000 fans came to watch Torres's joining ceremony.

This is their tribute to the heroes of yesteryear!

And it was also at this moment that Torres realized that he was really old.

He decided to retire at Atletico Madrid until his retirement.

As fate would have it, God played a joke on the player again.

At a time when Torres has completely lost his morale, Atletico Madrid's league results have been surprisingly good.

For Torres, this once again ignited a glimmer of hope.

Under the manager's arrangement, Torres once again ran on the green field, hoping to achieve good results for his old club.

In La Liga, Atletico Madrid is the third pole, facing a strong Barcelona and Real Madrid, they cannot break the monopoly of these two teams on the title.

He wanted to win a league trophy for his old club, but it all went down the drain.

The 2014/2015 La Liga title race is still between Real Madrid and Barcelona.

The defeat left the veteran exhausted.

He couldn't bear this green field!

But his body told him that he wasn't fit here.

In the 2015/2016 season, Torres rarely played and he didn't ask for anything himself, and he was already thinking of quitting.

But at this juncture, a special invitation came to him.

A transfer offer from Tottenham Hotspur in the Premier League!

Torres has also taken note of the club that has won consecutive games this season.

Tottenham really strong this season!

The impact they showed was incredible for even Torres.

Especially the Tottenham midfielder, that Chinese!

All right!

Torres loved him!

Because, this Chinese will not put himself in the absolute main position when attacking, he will cooperate more with his teammates and pass comfortable passes one by one.

Torres also got to know the midfielder and heard that he had activated a player who was also in a goal drought like himself.

And that player is playing for Borussia Dortmund!

......

'Activate Torres!' ’

It was a word that scared him a little because it reminded him of the dark days at Chelsea.

Whether it's Mata, Oscar, Hazard, David. Louis and the others failed to have chemistry with themselves.

This phrase turned into an empty slogan!

In any case, Torres never felt like he had ever been with Xavi. The tacit understanding that Alonso fought side by side.

This is a past he doesn't want to face!

And that's why Torres hesitated.

Because, Tottenham's manager is Villas-Boas!

......

Suddenly, Torres felt a cold touch on his forehead.

He removed his hands from his face and saw his wife, 'Oraya', looking at him with a smile and a cold energy drink on his forehead.

"Hey! Melancholy man! ”

Auraya smiled and held out her hand, Torres chuckled, took the energy drink from her forehead, and stood up holding the other's hand.

"I'm not a melancholy man, I'm just thinking about something."

Auraya squinted her eyes and asked, "Let me guess, it should have something to do with England, right?" ”

Torres smiled bitterly and said, "Auraya, you shouldn't eavesdrop." ”

Olaya didn't answer at all, but asked rhetorically: "I heard that Tottenham Hotspur has been doing well recently, why don't you go?" ”

Torres was silent for a long time and said, "I want to accompany your mother and daughter, we have too little time together, don't we?" ”

"No, no, no!!"

Auraya shook her head and said, "We are a family, we should support each other, Nora and I both know that you want to continue your career, then the problem becomes simple, we go to London together as a family." ”

Torres frowned, "I haven't made a decision yet!" ”

Auraya smiled: "Baby, you have to be confident, you are losing more than just confidence in front of the door now, this problem is serious. ”

"Tottenham are a strong club, right?"

Torres buzzed: "It didn't count before, this season is strong!" ”

"So they have a lot of championship potential, right?"

“.... Yes! ”

"I heard that their midfield, that Chinese is amazing, he once gave a frustrated center forward another career peak, right?"

Torres looked at his wife stunned and asked, "How do you know this?" ”

Auraya shrugged with a smile and said, "Yi is very famous, I found a lot of information about him after a little checkup on the Internet. ”

After a pause, she said softly: "That magical Chinese may be able to make you fight in the green field again." ”

Torres smiled bitterly: "Aolaya, this is not a doctor, there is no right medicine, Mata can't do it, that Chinese....."

"Put away your superiority!" Olaya suddenly scolded: "Just because Mata can't do it doesn't mean he can't do it." In fact, the two of you are tied up and no one is worth anything! ”

In a word, Torres almost shut himself up!

"You weren't like that! How confident you are when you pursue me! But since going to that damn team, you've started to get submissive, you've become less like yourself. ”

Aolaya stepped forward on tiptoe, cupped Torres' cheek and whispered: "You know, Tottenham are the best option!" ”

"Don't let yourself regret it, okay?"

Torres was silent for a long time with his head down, and then he said in a deep voice, "This may also be the beginning of another nightmare. ”

Auraya shook her head and said, "We don't care, no matter what, Nora and I will support you." ”

After speaking, Auraya took out a mobile phone, called up a screen, and pointed: "I have already looked for some housing in London, how do you feel about this building?" ”

Torres paused for a moment and said, "I haven't said I have said yet." ”

Olaya winked mischievously and teased, "Are you sure? ”

Torres grinned, and he shook his head with a wry smile.

Throughout the conversation, Oraya dominated.

In fact, Torres also knew in his heart that when he couldn't make a choice, her wife was trying to help herself and force him to cross the hurdle in his heart.