220. The eve of the decisive battle

"Drop!"

Assistant coach Witzger urgently halted the team's training match. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Head coach Van Basten frowned and pulled out the team's vice-captain:

"What's going on with you, kid? Why do you still giggle after being passed? ”

Vanskiep whispered to Bergkamp: "I think he's thinking about spring......"

The Ice Prince had to roll his eyes.

"I said, coach, you can't be so biased," Suarez explained unconvinced, "What's so surprising that I passed him once or twice?" Isn't that a normal thing? After all, the strength is overwhelming! ”

"Wait," Long Shute's eyes finally returned to normal, he picked up the coach, and then glared viciously at Su Xiaoya, who had just made a big fuss, "That was called releasing water just now, from now on, you will know what is called the strength of the Eredivisie MVP!" ”

Suarez bared his teeth: "I'm sorry, you're facing the last MVP, and you're a super shooter with 10 more goals than you!" ”

"Huh?" Van Basten suddenly suffered again, "Don't be brutal, tomorrow is the game!" ”

God won't let me lose two generals at the same time before the decisive battle, right?

If that's the case...... Just stop playing!

-

God didn't tease him in the end.

The White Swan's fears did not materialize.

But he discovered another fact that worried him.

The vice-captain of the team didn't train himself today!

Van Basten, who tossed and turned, called Blind, Ronshit's roommate Blind, early the next morning: "What did that kid do yesterday?" ”

Unexpectedly, Blind looked at him with contempt: "Coach, I have always respected you, but I didn't expect you to be such a person!" ”

Van Basten opened his mouth: "Huh? ”

"You used to be a good player, too," Blind lifted his ass and walked away, "and no player would tell you anything about personal privacy." ”

Van Basten grabbed the naughty little guy: "If you give you a little face, you will go to heaven!" Do you think Lao Tzu is going to make you an undercover agent? I'm not worried about his state! Tell me or I'll go find your dad!" ”

"I'm not a child, it's useless for you to find my grandfather!" Blinder rolled his eyes.

But the good baby Blind finally gave in to the obscenity of the head coach, and he reluctantly told Van Basten about his roommate's whereabouts: "He didn't do anything, he just called his friends in London and invited them to watch the final......"

Van Basten nodded, and asked again uneasily: "How is his mental state?" I think he was a little absent-minded in today's training game......"

"I saw that he was in a good mood, and he went to the gym to practice for an hour in the evening, and went out for a run early in the morning." Blind pointed outside, "Can I go?" Don't ask me about this kind of thing again. ”

"Well, thank you, Daley," Van Basten patted his disciple on the shoulder, "Oh, you can tell him about it, I'm just concerned and nothing else." ”

“OK。” Blind's eyes returned to normal.

But what Van Basten didn't know was that even if he didn't speak, Blind would tell his roommate about it as soon as possible......

-

"Dragon, that guy from Marco asked me what you did last night......"

After hearing Blind's original description, Long Shute couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

Yesterday my training was really not at the level and the manager's concern was not unreasonable.

It is said that women in love have no intelligence, but in fact, men are not very smart.

Oh, I'm sorry, he hasn't entered the relationship period yet, at most he is just an object of investigation......

"You don't blame me, do you?" Blinder scratched his head a little embarrassed.

"It's nothing, I can understand his feelings," Long Shute waved his hand, "Let's go train." ”

He took a deep breath.

What a little witch, leave it behind for now.

What will be the most important match of his career will be in the way of him.

There is absolutely no room for error!

-

May 27th.

Wembley Stadium, London.

Press briefing room.

Van Basten, who was sitting in a chair, suddenly realized that he was the coach of the away team...... I couldn't help but tremble slightly.

The journalists in England were still asking themselves questions:

"Mr. Van Basten, as the biggest dark horse in this Champions League, how do you feel about being able to enter the final Champions League?"

"You're up against one of the greatest football coaches in the history of the British Isles, who has reached the Champions League final three times in his career and won twice, how confident are you to beat him in the face of such a glorious honour?"

"Manchester United have reached the Champions League final three times in the last four years, and almost all of your players are first-time, are you under pressure?"

Am I stressed?

Van Basten laughed self-deprecatingly as he looked at his trembling hands, and at the uncontrollable, throbbing muscles and veins that kept beating outward.

When he crossed the continent and won the Ballon d'Or in a row, he never had the feeling he feels like today.

Players and coaches are really two completely different professions......

-

Manchester United boss Alex Ferguson, who is half host, folds his hands slightly and observes his opponent quietly.

Lao La, like his eye, had long noticed Van Basten's subtle movements.

Nervous?

That's right.

If Van Basten had been calm, answering questions, and even laughing with the undisciplined journalists in England, Ferguson would have wondered if his years of experience had been eaten by dogs......

Now, Ferguson can smile with satisfaction.

Originally, before the semi-finals, Ferguson complained a lot about UEFA's draw grouping, they encountered tough bones such as Chelsea and Real Madrid in a row, and there was almost only one breath left in the final, but when he saw that the opponent in the final was not the super favorite to win the championship, Barcelona, who eliminated Manchester United two years ago, he couldn't help but exclaim, "God is really fair", "God gave you the strongest opponent in the quarter-finals and semi-finals, and he will really give himself the biggest gift package in the final"......

Ajax?

Manchester United fans are ready to salute and beer, and the club's shirt sponsors can't wait to start printing the special edition shirts!

Of course, Ferguson will not be so underestimated, but it does not prevent him from making a judgment: Ajax is certainly easier to deal with than Real Madrid and Barcelona.

That's right, Ajax eliminated Barcelona and defeated Real Madrid, but Van Basten's tricks have been seen through by Ferguson, and only targeted arrangements are made, whether it is Ronshit or Suarez, it is not enough!

Speaking of Longshute...... Serious precautions must indeed be taken.

The old Scottish man nodded slightly, his gaze turned from Van Basten, and then he saw a young but arrogant face.

"A reporter just asked a question, and our manager didn't have time to answer, so I can do it for you."

The vice-captain of Ajax snatched the microphone from the manager's mouth, and Van Basten not only did not have any dissatisfaction, but breathed a sigh of relief.

I only heard Long Shute's deep but clear voice slowly echoing in the press room:

"Are we stressed? Yes, it must be admitted that we all feel some pressure to reach the Champions League final for the first time, just like students taking university entrance exams or company recruitment interviews, which is very simple.

But I think Sir Alex Ferguson and his disciples are more stressed, because they are already taking the exam for the second time in three years, and if they can't pass it, then ...... They will only become the laughing stock of the whole world! ”

Ferguson couldn't help but grit his teeth.

That's right, Ajax is a big bag, so United have to win to earn dignity and honour.

If you can't win...... Then all will give the most gloating ridicule!

You can't even win against Ajax, what are you boasting about the European hegemon, the Super Red Devil?!