On a weekend morning, a bus drove into Villarreal, and on board, all the coaches and players of Athletic Bilbao, their faces relaxed and casual, looked through the windows of this small seaside town. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Athletic Bilbao is an alternative in La Liga and European football, with a strong sense of territory, with a squad made up mostly of players from the Basque Country, who like to use their own people and claim to ensure the purity of their pedigree.

This is a very stubborn tradition, in the current level of football is changing with each passing day, such persistence is actually difficult to have a big development, in the earth is gradually integrated into the present, with the power of one region against the power of the world, this is indeed a bit of a grasshopper shaking the tree-like self-defeating.

Athletic Bilbao used to be a well-known team in La Liga, with a force that everyone dared not ignore, but today, their development is more and more difficult in the league because of their stubborn tradition, but they still haven't thought about changing - maybe the club's top management has thought about changing, bringing in more powerful and talented foreign players, but the resistance is too huge, and only using their own tradition is a kind of pride and glory for fans in this region, under layers of obstruction, The plan to change the current situation of the team can only be put on hold again and again.

This has created a very ironic situation, with Athletic Bilbao not doing well in the league, but their players and fans are still arrogant, laughing at other La Liga teams with their pure bloodlines, and sneering at outsiders.

For example, now, all the members of Athletic Bilbao came to the seaside city with a self-confidence and pride that is incomprehensible to outsiders, and they admit that Villarreal is now doing very well in the league standings, but they don't care, how high Villarreal climbs for the time being, without its own tradition and persistence of the multinational force, it can only be a fleeting flash in the pan.

They came here to speak for themselves, to beat the current top of the standings and to make the Basque Lions shine throughout the Iberian Peninsula.

I don't know where their inexplicable self-confidence and arrogance come from, but in the carriage, the players point at the scenery outside the window and make comments from time to time.

"Hah, is this Villarreal? It's my first time here, but it's the same as what I saw on the Internet, it's so small! ”

"The roads in the city are not wide enough, and there are not many features, which are far worse than our cities!"

"I felt like I was back in the country...... Hmm, it seems like this is really a small country place, right? ”

"Hahaha, that's right! I've been here many times as an old man in the team, and Villarreal have had a decent run of results in recent years, but they have never taken advantage of us. They're tech streams, ha, our strong bodies are strong enough to crush them easily! ”

"I'm full of confidence in this race, ha, our great proud Basque Lions! First in the league standings? So what, today we're going to pull them down! ”

Rustor sat in the front row of the car, looking at the regressing scenery and buildings on both sides of the road, listening to the confident voices of the players and smiling on his face.

He didn't forget that he still had a "big enemy" in this small city, when he thought of the arrogant and violent teenager, he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart, and then he was full of anger, and he was beaten more than once, the last time in the Basque Country, he originally wanted to make the other party pay the price, but as a result, the other party was not released by the police station.

No matter how stupid he is, he knows that the other party has a great backstage. This made him feel a little powerless, he was just an assistant coach of a club, he wanted to take revenge but had no heart, even the Basque Country police chief needed to be treated with caution, what qualifications could he have to take revenge?

Of course, he didn't plan to just let that kid go. You can't beat it, and you don't have so much energy if you want to retaliate, so let's see the real chapter on the court. He has faith in his team, and as long as he ravages that nasty guy's team on the opponent's turf, he can be regarded as a bad breath.

"Damn bastard, violent, you wait for me, I must make you look good today, I don't know what it will be like if you lose the game, I really want to see you hug your head and cry, haha......"

When Rustor was maliciously in his heart, a middle-aged man in the front row suddenly turned his head.

"Rusto, do you have an impression of this teenager?"

Seeing that the new coach Caparos suddenly asked him a question, Rustor quickly straightened his expression and looked in the direction of his finger.

The bus happened to pass by a small square with an electronic screen showing a football interview show. Rusto's eyes immediately turned red, and the boy who had made him hate in his dreams was sitting on it and talking. Looking at his face full of spring breeze, it is obvious that the other party is mixing very well.

This is, naturally, a nonsense. As his "enemy", Rusto naturally pays attention to Fan Bizhuang, and he knows very well that after joining Villarreal, Fan Bizhuang has been very popular, not only showing up in the top league, but also assisting and scoring, and in the past week, his name was also on the list of the best team for September. It can be said that the other party is when the wind is smooth and the spring breeze is proud.

"Hmph, such a despicable guy can be famous, God really doesn't open his eyes!"

Rusto complained resentfully in his heart, but with a flattering smile on his face: "I have the impression that he is Fan, the No. 23 player of Villarreal." Sir, didn't we discuss this player at the meeting where the team was working out the tactical strategy, and I wonder why you suddenly mentioned him again......"

Caparos frowned, it was obvious that he didn't like Rusto's flattering tone, in fact, after he took over the team's work, he had doubts about Rusto's ability to work, and he wanted to abandon it, but the localization of Athletic Bilbao Club is too serious, not only the players use a large number of locals, but even many of the club's staff, and even some assistant coaches are also locals, which is a pros and cons, but now it seems that the problem of locals forming cliques is extremely serious, Many of his directives and changes are often greatly hindered, and he wants to change this status quo, but the resistance is too great, and he can only slowly try to do it.

It would be easy to sack an assistant coach, but it was not what he wanted to provoke a backlash from the local community, which would plunge the club into conflict and chaos, so he could only tolerate Rusto for the time being.

Caparos nodded and said: "The Villarreal No.23 player has been in good form recently, not only with assists, but also at the top of the scorer list for goals, and he is also in the September team. He's something we'll have to focus on in this game and his activity is likely to cause us a lot of problems. ”

"Probably not, he's just a little faster and a little luckier." Rustor knew that his boss was telling the truth, but he just didn't want to admit it, so he replied with disdain and contempt.

'No player is successful because of luck, and if you think he's just lucky enough, it's because you don't see the effort and sweat he's put into it off the pitch.

Caparos is a very pragmatic and thoughtful manager, and Rusto's answer made his brow furrow tighter and more frustrated. It can be said that this is not a problem of Rusto alone, but the problem of the entire Athletic Bilbao, their persistence and tradition, so that they once did get glory and glory, but now the times are different, such persistence, such self-esteem, can only be nonsense!

Caparros suddenly lost the interest in continuing to speak, he turned his head, thought for a moment, and turned his head again: "I heard Mr. Esnar say that this Fan once came to the Basque Country for a trial?" ”

"Well, it's not a tryout, in fact, as soon as he came to the club, he beat up the club staff, and we thought he had a problem with his character and morals, so we refused to give him a tryout. Sir, you also know that we at Athletic Bilbao are a team with an honorable tradition, we will not allow the black sheep to bring shame on our faces, he is a very despicable guy, we suspect that he is full of violence......"

Rustor began to go out of his way to slander Fan Bizhuang, but Caparos turned his head again. He had heard what Rustor had said, but he would not believe it, and there must have been details in it that he did not know.

He didn't dig deeper, but felt a little pity. Regardless of what happened in between, Fan Bizhuang's talent and talent have been proven in practice, otherwise he would not have suddenly risen in the new season.

A genius boy who originally belonged to the Basque Country, regretted missing it like this, I don't know whether to say that these people are stupid or stupid?

"Idiot!"

Caparos shook his head and closed his eyes as he looked at the teenager on the big screen outside the window, hearing the still-chattering words of Rustor and the confident words of the players in the car.

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The game was played in the evening, and Fan Bizhuang, who was still the starter of the game, stepped on the pitch with his teammates, but when his eyes swept over the bench of the visiting team, his eyes were suddenly awe-inspiring and slightly stunned.

Ha, that idiot also came with Athletic Bilbao? Why is there this good-for-nothing guy everywhere?

The corners of Fan Bizhuang's mouth hooked slightly, and he made a fist-raising movement in that direction.