Chapter 248

Utrecht, the Dutch national women's hockey training facility.

The time has reached half past eight, as a Nordic country, the sun is warm at this time, but there is not necessarily much heat.

Next to a bench next to the hockey rink, a girl with blond brown hair rested on the seat next to her with one foot, her hands skillfully tied with black leggings, and her neck leaned slightly to the side, her eyes were not on the leggings, but at the Dutch People's Daily spread out on the seat next to her.

On the sub-edition of the sports headline, there is a photo taken by a reporter on the spot, in which a scene of an Oriental man in a red sportswear with a high-nosed and deep-eyed face different from Europe and the United States pointing forward, and the text of the accompanying picture is "Helsinki: Red lightning in the East galloping on the runway".

After the girl tied her leggings, she tied up her loose hair again, tied a ponytail, jumped lightly on the spot, moved her body, picked up the newspaper again, and looked at it seriously.

Since something happened at home, she hasn't checked her email or contacted the other party for a long time.

Who would have imagined that the Oriental boy he met by chance has become a big man in the entire sports world in just over a year

The girl sighed lightly, distracted slightly.

"Alan, how are you doing?" A voice came.

Alan looked up for a voice, and there was a blonde girl standing there, who seemed to be a little younger than her.

"Thanks, Kellynn, I'm fine." Alan tugged at the corners of his mouth, revealing a forced smile.

"Good girl, I know it's hard, but you've always been the strongest." A blonde girl named Kellyon walked over and gave her a gentle hug.

"Mr. Annan is waiting for you." After the blonde girl let go of Ellen, she whispered, "He wants to know how you are?" He's afraid you've affected the upcoming European Championships. ”

"I know, it's fine." Alan nodded faintly, and his emaciated face showed a somewhat stubborn look.

The city of Utrecht is the capital of Utrecht, the smallest province in central the Netherlands, and was the seat of the Netherlands Hockey's first official office in 1932. With the increase in the number of members and clubs of the association, the city of Utrecht is now equipped with professional office and training facilities, and the association provides assistance to the major clubs, organizes national federation groups, and holds weekly competitions. It is also responsible for the training of beginners, coaches, national teams, referees and officials.

With a population of around 1.6 million and more than 150,000 registered hockey players in 2003, the Netherlands is the source of the Netherlands' core competency in the world of hockey, which is ranked No. 1 in women and No. 3 in men.

In one of the training bases' offices, Dutch women's hockey head coach Markramos is frowning slightly, whispering to his assistant coach Alison Annan, the 1999 best women's hockey player in the world, about the lineup for the next European Championships.

Markramos' resume as a hockey player was nowhere near that of his assistant coach, but his career as a coach has been somewhat impressive since he took charge of the Dutch women's national hockey team in 2001. On the one hand, there is the popularity of hockey in the Netherlands, there are a large number of people engaged in this sport, and there are many talents, and on the other hand, his personal coaching strength is good.

Silver medal in the 2001 Champions Cup, bronze medal in the 2002 Champions Cup, gold medal and bronze medal in the Champions Cup in 2003, silver medal and gold medal in the Champions Cup at the 2004 Olympic Games.

Although Alison Annan is an assistant coach of Dutch women's hockey and a retired women's hockey player herself, she is not Dutch, but from Australia. Hockey is a sport that is relatively unpopular in other countries, while the Netherlands has a good enough foundation. Youth hockey clubs in the Netherlands are divided into six levels A-F: 18, 16, 14, 12, 10 and under 8, while in China, the average age at which hockey players start training for the first time is around 15 years old.

For an athlete who is interested in coaching hockey, it is indeed an ideal place to study here.

At this time, the two in the office are having a headache for the squad for the European Championship in a week, and a good enough midfielder is not so easy to find.

There was a knock at the door.

"Is it Allen? Come in. Alison Annan heard the knock on the door and turned to shout out the door.

When Markramos saw the girl walking in, the look on his face was also a little tangled, and he said: "Alan, you don't have to go back to the team at this time, we already have a replacement for you." ”

Although he knew that the girl's father was already sick, the opponent's competitive state and the role of the midfield were still irreplaceable in the whole team, but when Markramos faced such misfortune, he still told a lie against his will.

This is the Dutch national team, not just a club for money, and there are things he can afford to do within his purview.

Alison Annan stood up, looked at the girl who was more than a decade younger than her, and gently gave the other party a hug, "Honey, you can accompany your father well at home, I know it's difficult, but you should accompany him through the last leg of this remaining journey." ”

"Mr. Ramos, Allison, I want to play."

A trace of sadness flashed over the girl's delicate countenance, but she still raised her head and looked at the two very firmly.

"Have you thought it through?" Markramos said solemnly, "We don't want you to have any regrets. ”

"I figured it out, if there's any regret, maybe it's a regret that I can't play."

The girl replied categorically, her head raised high, and her golden-brown ponytail swayed with her movements, looking particularly stubborn.

With that, she paused again, and then added, "My dad will come and watch me compete. ”

She struggled in her heart, although the team needed her, she wanted to be by her father's side and accompany him through the last period of his life.

But a few days ago, a letter her father had written to him changed her mind, and at that moment she realized what her father wanted.

"My baby, I'm really proud of you.

The first time I saw you, you were an ugly girl. With an old man's face and wrinkled faces, I was thinking, how long and how long did you walk so young before you fell into the palm of my hand.

I watched you grow day by day, and you can laugh out loud, and that's the most important thing in my life. Every little bit of change in you makes my heart ache, I love you so much and I'm just one of those people who love you.

I remember that summer more than a decade ago, when you weren't a hockey stick tall, and I stood in the yard and saw you holding a club, and I thought, maybe I should send you to try hockey.

As you may not know, when I was younger, I also dreamed of becoming a professional footballer, but then I didn't realize it......

I'm glad I made a wise choice, you're my good daughter, and you have a talent that no one else has. From entering the youth club, to the professional league, and finally being selected for the national team. It's a wonderful thing. I've never been so proud of you.

It's a pity that because of me, you missed the Athens Olympics in the first year after joining the national team, which is really a shame.

I have come to the end of my life, this is fate, no one can escape, and I am naturally no exception. I don't know if it's because I saw through the calmness of life and death, or because of the helplessness of breaking the jar, or maybe I've been sick and confused for a long time.

When you were a child, you said you didn't want to grow up. When I asked you why, you said you didn't want your parents to grow old. I didn't say anything, but your answer made me sad.

When you were so young, you began to fear death and aging, and Dad never knew how to express to you the meaning of life, after all, I am just an ordinary person.

You see, when I find out that it is cancer, I will also be disheartened, I will be angry, I will pray to God.

We are all unique because there is only one self in this world. But we are ordinary again, because all the people around us are working hard for their dreams.

What kind of life to pursue and what kind of process to go through always depends on ourselves.

It's just a pity that I can't see the day you get married, and I can't hand you over to the person who will spend your life with you.

But now, I don't want more regrets, go back to the ring, that's where you are.

You shouldn't be with me, a dying man.

You should be watching "The Notebook" on the night before the game, looking forward to love, and going all out in the game to win the divine power of each game.

If you cry, don't cry, my prettiest little girl. I hope to see you in the Circle again and see you get honors.

Promise me that you're going to Ireland and you're going to play, because if you go, I'll go back.

I don't know how long I'll be able to make it up, but I don't want to miss it this time, and neither should you. ”