The day after the game, Portsmouth finally took advantage of the hot spots, and the Ipswich Town Post reported the home team's stunner on a large page, with a picture that took up half of a newspaper. The photo shows Andrews stripping and galloping, under the blue and white stands, celebrating his goal.

Hydward munched on the newspaper as he ate his breakfast. The photographer is very professional and from the angle chosen; The timing and context are impeccable. The Irish should call the newspaper office at this time, print a large pair of posters, and hang them in their bedrooms.

If he still had a defender to change at that time, why would it be so embarrassing.

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As usual, Hydward picked up the latte he bought at the café next door and got on the first bus in the morning.

This afternoon there was a discussion meeting on the problems that arose during yesterday's game. Using the footage taken by Richards, he rushed to produce a video analysis overnight.

Making mistakes and correcting mistakes is a job that is indispensable to any learning, and the progress of football is also a process of correcting mistakes. The wealthy clubs in Europe are equipped with a high-tech device called the "meditation house".

In the experimental chair, with the help of hypnotic instruments, the player enters a state of unconsciousness, unable to hear any sound or see any picture.

A soothing piece of music is followed by a meditative state, where the coach will make a highlight of the mistakes the players have made in recent games and repeat them. Stimulate the human body to recall the scene at that time, what did I do at that time? What did you do wrong? If you had to do it once, what would you choose?

The head, chest, and limbs have corresponding sensing devices to detect the heartbeat, blood pressure, muscle relaxation, and so on during dreams.

Under the stimulation of repetition, the player will make a more reasonable and more relaxed choice next time he faces the same situation.

Hydward is not as rich as Paris, Real Madrid, Barcelona and Manchester United. If you have money, how comfortable it is for one person and one machine.

A living man can't let urine suffocate to death, he has his own ideas.

Today, however, the destination of the bus is not the club in the south, but the city hospital in the east.

Jason Pierce, the team's only injury number, doesn't know if it's lucky or unlucky.

The joint sprain of the knee, it stands to reason that the third round of the league should always recover, but the repeated injuries are helpless.

Walker gave him a report describing Jason Pierce as an incredible midfielder.

On the pitch, every coach dreams of having a super dribbling master with outstanding skills, which means that the team can look for a consistent transition between attack and defence, attacking and defending.

Pierce is one such midfielder, and Walker says that if Argentine rogue Riquelme is the world's last classical striker, he will be second.

Bragging doesn't make drafts!

But Hydward is convinced, his eyes are green when he sees a player now, as long as you're not a striker and you can play, you have to do it all! Especially when I heard that it was still such a powerful character, how could I not see it.

It is not an exaggeration to describe any hospital in China as a market. This is in stark contrast to the small number of people in Portsmouth's central hospital.

In a welfare state where medical care is free, such a sight is not surprising, but is the government sure that with such a large population, free medical care will not cause a huge financial burden?

The newspaper in his hand said that an emergency operation, the kind that would die if he didn't do it, had been scheduled for 4 months. The kind that is not in a hurry to do it, it is commonplace to wait for a few years.

Portsmouth FC has signed a cooperation agreement with the local hospital, and if the player is injured, if according to the government's system, it will not be your turn if the daylily is cold.

Pierce went in for an MRI and had a rare time to spare, and Hydward tasted this fragrant latte, heavy milk and heavy sugar.

In the distance, a little boy in a white hospital gown was running up and down.

The head is twisting and twisting, the eyebrows are laughing, the lips are laughing, the ears are laughing, the nose is laughing, and even the gauze on the head is laughing.

Holding a bus made of Lego bricks in his hand, he looks like an angel falling from the sky.

"Hey! Be careful," Hydward subconsciously cried.

The boy ran, not noticing the doctor rushing out of the corner.

The hand was not steady, and the Lego bricks fell to the ground, and the main body of the large particles and the large small particles were sprinkled all over the ground.

The doctor is an Asian girl, her face is so familiar, about 1.75 meters tall, short black hair, and her face is still pretty without powder.

"I spelled it for a week (?⌒'?)"

Seeing that the boy who was about to cry was obviously panicked, she was about to cry too.

"Don't worry, don't worry, my sister will help you fight back."

The girl is holding a small 2×2 particle, which is not suitable for a pair here, and it can't be put in there, looking at Lego in one place, her eyelashes blink, and her expression is called a life without love.

Hydward didn't know why, they were about to cry, but he wanted to laugh.

I remembered a bottle of glucose when we first met.

Will you suddenly show up at the coffee shop around the corner, and I'll be smiling and waving and sitting down with you to chat......

She really popped up again.

Ward stepped forward and said, "This is the Lego City series, my little uncle will help you build it, and my sister still has a job, okay?" ”

The girl turned her head to look at the face with some familiarity, but she didn't know where she had seen it when she thought about it. The hospital took an emergency call, and the car accident was bleeding heavily, and she was in charge of the operation, so she couldn't afford to delay it.

Staring at the boy with a hint of pleading in his eyes, the child looked at the uncle and then looked back at the young lady, and reluctantly let go of the corner of the clothes he was holding.

She thought about it, tore off the doctor's card on her chest, slapped it in Ward's hand, and ran away without looking back.

BEAUTIES ALWAYS HAVE SOME PRIVILEGES, AND UNDER THE BEAUTIFUL PHOTOS, WRITE "CHEN XI" IN ENGLISH.

Dawn? Chen Xi? Or Chen Xi?

The second-level physician in neurology is worth much more than Hydward's fake third-level coaching license.

There is no other useful information on the certificate, he is a little crying and laughing, what do you mean by taking pictures of me?

Afraid I'll run away? And there is no address on it, how can I return it to you?

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"Uncle, can you sign for me?" , the boy asked in a milky voice.

Hydward looked confused, don't want Lego to sign autographs?

"You're the manager of Portsmouth, right?"

The boy pulled out a blue-and-white striped shirt from inside the hospital gown, and the pattern of stars, moons, and water droplets on his chest shone brightly.

Ward's eyes shrank, and Liverpool's legendary manager Bill Shankly warned the players countless times: It is your honor to play for the fans here.

He didn't understand it in the past, but today it seems that he understands something.

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