Chapter 461: No speculation digressions

The 48-year-old has only played for AC Milan and the Italian national team in his life, and is named the top of the top ten loyalists in world football, and he did not hesitate to join the team in 1979, when AC Milan was relegated to the second division for match-fixing and the team struggled to flee.

He joined at the age of 14, made his debut for AC Milan at the age of 18, captained the team at the age of 22 and retired at the age of 37. Baresi was named AC Milan's best player and best defender of the 20th century, as well as Serie A's best player and best defender of the 20th century.

Such a god, although he does not have the name of the king of football, is more admired than the king of the ball, because the spirit and charm of Italian football are condensed in the back of Baresi. In this capacity, when he speaks to any player in Serie A today, he will make the opponent calm and listen.

"Zhuo Yang, it's only right for you to join the national team now." Baresi said to Zhuo Yang.

"Brother Franco, I don't think you know everything, it's very important to me, and you have to be careful."

"I know you're worried about your national team's poor performance at the European Championships and being used as a scapegoat. I'm going to criticize you for this, since you have decided to work for it, of course you have to be in the same boat through thick and thin, and it is not a hero's work to be so careful. ”

Zhuo Yang knew that Baresi had completely thought about splitting the problem.

As a player, Baresi was a silent, calm and even cold man, but also a resolute, tough man. He was not as thoughtful as Maldini when he was captain, and Baresi simply carried the banner of Milan with his strong athleticism.

Baresi retired in 1997 and was immediately appointed by Silvio Berlusconi as vice-president of AC Milan because of his great prestige, and was even rumored to make him president, which was also the most powerful era of the Knights of the Round Table. However, with Baresi's defeat in the power struggle with Galliani, the Knights of the Round Table suffered the 'Albertini deposition', and Baresi was removed from his position as vice-president.

In a fit of rage, Baresi left England to take up the role of sporting director of Fulham in the Premier League. But in the following two years, he was at a complete disadvantage in the struggle with head coach Tigana, and had to leave with hatred.

After a few setbacks, Baresi was a lot more gentle, and he was tired of fighting people, which was much harder than when he was playing. Because of his love, Baresi returned to Milanello, and he accepted the almost humiliating position of youth head coach. To this day, he remains the backbone of the Knights of the Round Table and the 'political commissar' of Milanello.

Although he is not very good at team administration, Baresi still has a high prestige among the players, as long as he speaks, no one in Milanello dares not to listen, not even Maldini will not contradict him, he is also a mentor of Milan's ideological work.

All in all, Baresi is a super player who can hold up a team on his own when he is young. However, when he was engaged in management work after retiring, he lacked some political acumen, and his way of thinking was always very subjective and straightforward.

"Brother Franco, you misunderstood me." Zhuo Yang said: "I am by no means afraid of taking responsibility, nor do I want to sell at a price. Let's just say that I didn't think about playing the score for the Italian national team. It's not a secret to leave everything to the end of the European Championship because the Italian national team is not my only option and I need to think about it seriously. Everybody is right to be careful about such a big, life-threatening decision? ”

It is no secret that many national teams have invited Zhuo Yang to join, which is no secret to well-informed football people. From Baresi's point of view, Zhuo Yang naturally has the quality worthy of the Italian national team, and he should also be honored to have the opportunity to wear Mediterranean blue, and there should be no hesitation.

Baresi, like Maldini, has a deep contempt for all football outside of Italy, the Italian national team is with God, and AC Milan is a turtle. But the difference between the two is that Maldini is more able to handle his emotions, can seek common ground while reserving differences, and is more modest. Baresi is a bit more honest, 'I would rather have the grass of socialism than the seedlings of capitalism', and he thinks everyone else should be the same.

"Zhuo Yang, you don't still think about Germany, do you?" Baresi was amazed.

"It's not just Germany, big brother, I'm sure you've heard of it, there are several other countries."

"Hahahaha, Zhuo Yang, take care of me, I should be about the same age as your father, just like your elders. Just stop kidding me, how is that possible? Baresi clearly did not believe Zhuo Yang's explanation. I know that Germany is also a strong team, but their football lacks discipline, and only our Italian football is the most perfect combination of classical and modern. Really good people, like you, who would appreciate football like the one in Germany. ”

"Zhuo Yang, listen to my brother's words, no, you listen to your uncle's words, go to the national team now, I'll take you there, and my uncle will personally lead you to go through various procedures."

From Baresi's point of view, as long as it can be recognized by the Italian national team and AC Milan, fame and fortune are negligible things, so the money of the United Arab Emirates and the knighthood of Monaco are not worth mentioning at all. As for Germany, it does not deserve to be compared with Italy at all.

Zhuo Yang scratched his head a little, he saw that Baresi and himself were thinking about the opposite foothold and direction, this is not something that can be communicated through verbal conversation at all, and both of them are a bit of a chicken and duck.

Zhuo Yang has a peculiarity, he will give up when it is completely impossible to reach a consensus. It is not to give up one's position and opinion, but to give up persuasion and communication. With a slap on the ass, each has his own life, and there is no need to be serious about these things.

"Big Brother Ba...... No, Uncle Ba, I won't hide it from you, the whole Milanello I respect the most is you, I'll be honest with you. "To be reasonable, a hundred Zhuo Yang can't talk about Baresi in this state, but if you talk about it, ten thousand Baresi are not Zhuo Yang's opponents.

"In the past two years, under the leadership of Mr. Donadoni, the Italian national team has taken shape as a whole...... Listen to me first, first of all, the defensive ...... "Biliba a lot."

"Next, let's talk about attacking ......" is a lot of paint miles and caves.

"My characteristic...... "jingle bells......

"So when I go to the national team at this time, it will inevitably interfere with the existing offensive and defensive order, and the European Championships are still a month away, so obviously there is not enough time to adjust from the new. If it affects the results because of this, whether it is Donadoni or mine, it doesn't matter, but who will our national team go to reason? ”

"Zhuo Yang, your understanding of the tactics of the Italian national team is a bit one-sided, listen to me tell you in detail......"

When it comes to football technical and tactical theory, Baresi can be regarded as the topic he is best at and most interested in, but this thing is also the first, who wouldn't talk on paper? Zhuo Yang started a technical and tactical discussion with Baresi in a serious manner, he did it on purpose, but Bareshi was unaware of the fact that he was getting farther and farther away from the topic of today's interview.

The two of them talked from Italian concrete to the chain system, from the tactical cultivation of being a head coach to the current situation of African football. Until he politely said goodbye to the unfinished old uncle, Zhuo Yang's stomach was like thunder, and he was so hungry that he could swallow a cow.

It wasn't until he lay in his big bed at night and was ready to go to bed that Baresi suddenly remembered that he had all been today.