Chapter 184: The Battle of Champions is Coming!

Van Prach stopped talking, and finally said: "I know you have no selfish intentions, you are thinking about the domestic football environment in the Netherlands. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"If FC Twente really have the ability to beat Ajax away from home...... We welcome the birth of a new champion......"

He looked at the chairman of the referee committee and said, "But...... If Ajax do play well, let them win......"

It's an ambiguous decision, but everyone sitting here knows what it means.

The chairman of the referee committee shook his head in his heart, Van Prach, why are you bothering...... Football should still be left to the players to decide...... Do you know how stressed I am?

Ajax did not expect that the Dutch Football Association would dare to form such a decision before deciding the ownership of the championship.

"Thirteen wins in a row, is fourteen wins in a row still far away?"

"Write the perfect legend!"

"We're going to be the most legendary champion in the history of the Eredivisie!"

The streets of Amsterdam are filled with posters as they prepare to win the 30th Eredivisie trophy in the club's history.

In the eyes of Ajax fans, there will be no surprises for their team, who will definitely be able to regain the Eredivisie title that they have lost for four years, and will definitely win over FC Twente.

On May 10, the last match day of the Eredivisie season, nine matches started at the same time for the sake of fairness.

The game is scheduled for half past seven in the evening.

Amsterdam is already in the festive mood, and they're ready to celebrate tonight because they've been silent for four years and there's so much passion in their hearts.

The Ajax vs. Twente match is hard to come by, and the tickets have long been sold out, and the Amsterdam scalpers have made a fortune in the past two months.

With Ajax's winning streak and fans returning to the pitch, the scalpers took advantage of the opportunity to not only recoup their losses, but also make a big profit.

"Brother, five hundred euros is not expensive, five hundred euros you can't make a fortune and lose nothing, but you can see Ajax win the championship with your own eyes on the spot!"

"It's been four years, four years, how many four years are there in life?"

"Chen is leaving next season, this is Chen's last game for Ajax, can you refuse?"

"For five hundred euros, you can see a legend with your own eyes, you can see Chen score in fourteen consecutive games! You can see Ajax win 14 in a row! ”

"If I wasn't an Ajax supporter, this ticket would sell for at least a thousand euros!"

On a corner of the Amsterdam Athletic Stadium, scalpers peddled tickets to a young man under the age of twenty.

It was a fan in his thirties who walked up to the scalpers and asked, "How much?" ”

The scalper raised his eyebrows and said, "Six hundred euros!" ”

The young man who was less than twenty years old looked at the scalpers in surprise, how could it become six hundred in a blink of an eye?

"Three!"

The fan in his thirties pulled out a stack of money and handed it to the scalper, who took out three tickets next to each other from his bosom and handed them to him.

The young man, who was less than twenty years old, gritted his teeth and said, "Give me two!" Give, it's a thousand! ”

The scalper shook his head and said, "One thousand two, the current price is six hundred." ”

"If it weren't for the fact that you were still a student, I would definitely ask for seven hundred."

The young man was remorseful, he had known this, he shouldn't have hesitated just now, and in a blink of an eye, two hundred would be gone......

He hurriedly took out another two hundred and handed it to the scalpers, for fear that this guy who eats people and doesn't spit out bones will immediately increase the price.

The scalper took out two tickets, which were originally worth only ten euros, from his arms, handed them to the youth, and left happily.

Such a scene played out in all corners outside the magnificent Amsterdam Athletic Stadium, and Ajax supporters had no choice but to pay a high price to buy tickets from scalpers.

At six o'clock, before the sun sets, Twente's buses slowly pull into the Amsterdam Athletic Stadium, and reporters flock to it.

FC Twente coach Rene was the first to step off the bus and head straight to the press group.

This morning the Dutch Football Federation informed the managers of the teams that they had to give an interview to the media for the last match, with a special emphasis on being interviewed before entering the pitch.

A Rotterdam regional journalist asked: "Are you really going to fight Ajax tonight?" Some people think that you are trying to fulfill Ajax, what do you think about that? ”

Rene frowned and said, "Why can't I fight against Ajax?" Dutch football is all about attack, I don't ask my players to drop off at half, they have attacking blood in their blood! ”

Rene smiled helplessly and said: "Fighting against Ajax is to fulfill them, what kind of logic is this?" ”

"Is the third-placed team weak? Weak enough to defend against the top-ranked team? ”

"If that were the case, Dutch football would have been relegated to the second-rate level in Europe!"

Every manager has been through all sorts of difficulties, and they've long since developed a knack for dealing with journalists.

The reporters were shocked to find themselves unable to refute Rene.

"I said we were going to decide who won the title, I'm not breaking my word, I'm going to beat Ajax with dignity!"

Rene said in a deep voice, "You'll see! ”

The FC Twente boss didn't want to talk too much to reporters and answered the question before turning away, much to the discomfort of the reporters, with one complaining: "Didn't the Football Association ask them this morning, they had to be interviewed by us? Why is this gone? ”

An Amsterdam-based journalist said: "He was interviewed by us, and the Football Association did not specifically ask him to answer a few questions. ”

There was no logical problem with this, and the complaining journalist had no choice but to give up, and they waited for Ajax to arrive.

Five minutes later, the Ajax bus slowly approached, surrounded by emotional fans calling out the names of their heroes......

Suarez, who was sitting next to the window, was eager to smash the window with a punch and listen to the fans calling his name.

Chen Fan sat next to Uruguay, his eyes slightly closed, his brain rehearsing, deducing how to deal with the opponent's tight defense. In this way, you can also dissolve your own spatial claustrophobia and resolve your inner tension and anxiety.

"Chen, listen, they're calling us!"

Suarez pushed Chen Fan next to him and said excitedly: "Look, they are chasing us!" ”

Chen Fan slowly opened his eyes and followed his fingers to look out of the car window, and sure enough, there were many fans waving to them outside the car window.

A smile appeared on Chen Fan's face, and before the last home game, some fans asked him if he had Ajax in mind, and since then, fans seem to be slowly accepting the fact that he will leave the stadium next season.

Every player has a higher aspiration, and in the last two decades, which famous player in the Netherlands has not finally chosen to go to a higher level of competition?

"Tonight we will repay their passion with a trophy."

Chen Fan patted the Uruguayan on the shoulder and said: "Maybe this is the first and last time for us to finish a game in the way of a forward partner, and I hope this game ends in victory." ”

Suarez took a deep breath and said, "Good! ”

Then the two looked at each other and smiled.

It's a strange conversation, can't they be teammates again in the future?