Volume 4 Chapter 6 Fate, the enemy of life

Guardiola stood silently on the sidelines, a little lonely, he touched his head and was speechless.

At a height of dozens of meters above him, Ma Qin also looked at this man in silence, speechless.

It's a kind of intertwined fate, twists and turns, bizarre.

The boy above his head has another script in his heart, no one knows, there, you make your debut as a god!

Now, after two years, you are getting closer and closer to your goal, but you have finally fallen to the end.

What six champions, the Cosmos team, all of them are gone, and some are just constantly searching for ideals and can't stop.

What is the ideal, an annual income of one million, is the ideal, and learning to make a plate of the most delicious and delicate poached eggs is also an ideal.

Different choices, different interpretations of life.

And that different life is off the field, on the two men who are moving and still, crazy and lonely.

There's no sprinkling here, so no one is going to stop the mad man's rush, he's about to explode with excitement at the moment, this is the Bernabeu, and he's going to be the king of this place soon!

Step, Barcelona!

From the moment the outcome was decided, the secret agreement he signed with Florentino took effect immediately and settled at the Bernabeu!

Ten years of wind and rain, finally stepping on the peak!

Benfica, Porto, Chelsea, Inter Milan, his next stop will be the Royal Theatre, the Bernabeu!

If this is a book, then here, it must be the climax of the whole book, hearty and dripping!

It was he who started the era of superstar coaching, a man who thought he was after God and became a legend.

So he's crazy, crazy and everyone in the team, hugging, and the fans who believe in him, just as crazy.

"Unbelievable, unbelievable", at this moment, countless commentators regard this coach as the biggest star, and the camera is firmly locked, "Mourinho miraculously won the cup again, and he led the long-lost Inter Milan"

At the beginning of 2000, he left Barcelona, the Galaxy started the battleship, Xiao Luo elf danced, Kaka rode alone, Ronaldo dominated the new sky, Mark suddenly came to the world, Messi was difficult to be the king, 10 years later, he overturned Barcelona and became the emperor in one fell swoop!

What kind of scenery is this?

Life is arbitrary, scolding Fang Xuan, Gai Mo is like this!

At this time, Guardiola may be the loneliest one in the world, and those who praise him, seeing him fall on defensive counterattacks twice, will they still be superstitious about his philosophy?

In three weeks, Barcelona will have a new presidential election, and Laporta, who supports Cruyff and supports him, is just like Barcelona now, and he is sad.

The corruption scandal has ruined Laporta's reputation, and all this glory has not yet begun, is it about to end?

He looked at Xavi, he looked at Messi, he looked at Iniesta, and then he stepped onto the pitch, looked up, and gave a gentle smile to the crazy crowd.

He pulled up Messi, pulled up Iniesta, and then went straight into the penalty area and pulled up Torres, who was lying on the ground with his hands over his face, and he knew what he was going to face when he returned at the age of 26.

That's the whole Catalan rage, fate, how much you will give back, how much you will take, how much you will take.

Mackin looked at Torres who was pulled up, perhaps, if he didn't become a Spanish striker, he wouldn't have come to Barcelona, and if he didn't come to Barcelona, he wouldn't have today, who can say.

Only that stubborn figure is still comforting his players, has the ideal in his heart not been erased?

People with ideals never lack courage!

……

"Mr. Perez, thank you for your hospitality, we will rush to Austria tomorrow morning, today, we will take our leave", Mackqin, who was a little embarrassed in his heart, turned his head and said.

Florentino, who was full of red light, finally let go of the heart that had been hanging for most of the day, listened to the words of the translator, and said with a smile: "Mark, since this is the case, I will not keep you, this summer, all our preparations are for you, I hope you will think about it, the next time you set foot on this course, it will be as the owner"

"Thank you, I will definitely think about it seriously after the World Cup," Makqin said as he shook his hand and said goodbye.

"Then I am waiting for your good news and wish you a good performance in the World Cup", Florentino said with a smile.

Everyone shook hands with each other and said goodbye, Mackin and his entourage entered the elevator directly, and Jonathan, who was dragged behind, was pulled by Baldano and said enthusiastically: "Mr. Barnett, I have prepared a VIP box for you at the Bernabeu, and I will definitely come and sit often in the future."

Jonathan understood and replied with a smile: "Yes, Real Madrid is a top club, it is my honor"

The elevator door cut off the last goodbye sight, Florentino turned back to Baldano and said: "Start the transfer operation with Jonathan immediately, Mourinho will definitely not be able to hide it before the World Cup, and maybe even the media will expose it tonight"

"After the World Cup, I want to give the world a bombshell, the new season of Real Madrid, will be the top coach, the three Golden Ball gentlemen to compete together", he said excitedly.

Zidane was stunned for a moment, he really didn't know that Mourinho was coming, Baldano nodded, and said: "As far as I know, Mark's situation is very special, he can decide to transfer, if he really agrees to the transfer, the Premier League will definitely not stay, and the only ones who can afford the transfer fee are us, Barcelona, and Paris."

A few people chatted and walked back, Florentino waved his hand, sat on the sofa and continued: "He can come today has already shown his attitude, he and the Liverpool boss know everything, I guess I can't escape the word money, holding a golden job to ask for food, their boss should really retire"

"Do you think he already has a crush on Real Madrid?" , Baldano was surprised, why didn't I see it?

Florentino shook his head, "It's not exclusive, what I'm most worried about is that he is too willful and will defect to Guardiola, and today he doesn't look like a hot-blooded young man."

"That ......"

"It's time for the general election in Barcelona, corruption, sneer, they can't fight us financially, those people in Paris are troublesome, you can't be easily offended, so you have to keep close to Jonathan and try to influence Mark's personal intentions"

"As far as I know," Zidane interjected, "Marc doesn't value money very much, at least not in the first place"

Florentino nodded, "So it's better to convince Mark personally, Zidan, you will also go to the World Cup, and find an opportunity to do more of his work"

"Okay"

While they were discussing his future, Mark and his party had already arrived at the Madrid airport overnight.

Makqin patted the luxurious seat, thinking about its perfect shape on the outside, and immediately liked it.

"Hey, Jonathan, let's have a whole fight in the future, it's so convenient to go where this thing goes", he said lovingly.

"No problem, Gulfstream will definitely give you a discount, you buy it is equivalent to advertising them, but I recommend you wait two years, the G650 has already flown and that one is more luxurious," Jonathan said.

"This Gulfstream G550 is their mainstream model for seven or eight years, and the price of the 650 will be reduced when it comes out, which is not cost-effective"

This is a charter flight specially prepared by Mackqin, and tomorrow the England national team will gather in Ildening, Austria, to officially start the World Cup training camp, during which three warm-up matches will be played.

Backed by the Alps and more than 1,000 metres above sea level, Ildenin is a special highland training specially prepared by the FA to allow the England national players to adapt to the South African field environment.

That's right, their first game against the United States was in Rustenburg, South Africa, at an altitude of 1,005 altitudes.

The plane would take Mack to Austria and then Isabella back to Switzerland to see Madame Maddles and his brother, and then meet up when they were on their way to South Africa.

"Two years is a bit long, then let's rent one for a long time first, so that it is convenient for Isabella and me", Mackin still didn't give up, now that he saw it, he couldn't wait that long.

Jonathan nodded, "This is no problem, I'll arrange someone to do it when I go back, how do you feel about Real Madrid?" ”

Mackin waved his hand, "Don't talk about this yet, I want to concentrate on preparing for the World Cup, and I have a lot of time to think about it after the end, it's okay for you to keep in touch with them first, but don't make trouble for me in the media"

The Gulfstream 550 took off into the air and plunged into the night, and the two sides at the end of the Bernabeu also had a large number of national team members, and they had no time to rejoice or lick their wounds, so they had to prepare to start again.

Moratti lifted the trophy with Mourinho with great relief, but many Inter Milan players did not expect that what they were waiting for in the dressing room was Mourinho's farewell.

Moratti has long known that he didn't bother with this parting, and it was not only Mourinho who said goodbye, but he himself had to say goodbye.

This will be the last glory of Moratti's Inter era, the old man who gave all his love to the Nerazzurri, a dream come true.

Materazzi, who was tender and tender, hugged Mourinho and cried bitterly, which made Mourinho's eyes a little moist, only these people themselves know how much they have paid.

Jose Mourinho is right, they came with dreams, blue-black dreams, great dreams.

And Barcelona, they have a curse in their hearts, they want to step on the Bernabeu and cheer, a deformed curse.

"It's not Torres' fault", Guardiola sang a one-man show at the press conference, "Penalties are an inevitable challenge for every superstar, every player, almost all superstars have missed penalties, and the defeat is the responsibility of our whole team"

"What? I don't want to comment on what that person did, Messi never fakes a fall, he spat at the mouth? I didn't see it, and even if he did, it was unintentional."

"No, I don't think so, you can't say we missed a penalty and we failed this season, we set the highest points in La Liga history, the most goals, the whole season we have only lost three games, my lads should be proud"

"Mark came here to watch? I don't know, he didn't message me, I don't care about the summer now"

Messi crossed his waist and threw the silver medal in his hand aside as soon as he arrived in the locker room, punching the cabinet.

"Bang", in the quiet locker room, it was extremely harsh, and the teammates were obviously shocked, this is Messi?

Then he was silent with understanding, everyone who had a good relationship with him knew how unwilling he was to lose the Golden Ball to Macqin last year, and this year's Messi was simply unstoppable, but I didn't expect Macqin to explode.

The goal battle between these two people, they all feel terrible when they look at it, but you can imagine how much Messi likes this final.

He is going to rely on this championship to compete for the lost Golden Ball, Kaka, Ronaldo, him, Mackqin, the young superstars of this era have all won the Golden Ball except for him, how can he not be in a hurry?

Torres felt like the room was full of glaring, the dressing room here wasn't as comfortable as Anfield, hey.

"I'm sorry, it was my mistake that caused ......," Torres began.

"I don't blame you", Puyol raised his hand to stop him, "it wasn't your goal, we already lost in regular time, no one here will blame you"

Messi exhaled and turned around and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I was excited just now, I'm complaining about myself, Fernando, I didn't mean to blame you, Puyol is right, it's not your goal and we don't even have the qualifications to take a penalty"

"That's right," Puyol said, standing up, "we'll come back next year, I don't believe we're so unlucky every year."

It's just that no amount of words can stir up this lifeless breath now, when they play that kind of football, you can imagine how proud they are in their hearts, but two consecutive years of failure, the blow to them, can be described as miserable.

Madness, pain, consummation, parting, surging, tonight, some stories have come to an end, and some stories have just begun......