Chapter 103: Stepping on the Field
The day before the game, Anfield Stadium. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info
Today's weather in Liverpool is cold and damp, and the sky is full of heavy clouds, like a big lock locking the sun, not seeing a little sunlight, giving people an inexplicable sense of depression and urgency, this is not a comfortable weather.
At this time, the whole Manchester United team is here for the final training session. It's not a lot of exercise, it's just simple jogging and dribbling. Now was the time to recharge his batteries, and Ferguson didn't want to drain his disciples' energy and stamina before the start of the competition.
In fact, the grandiose stadium is no stranger to the likes of Ryan Giggs and Paul Scholes, who come here every year for one of the most important matches of the season.
As veteran Red Devils players, they know all too well that a win here would be as exciting and passionate for United fans as it is to win a title.
With Manchester United and Liverpool, England's two greatest teams, battling it out for a place at the top of the list, this ordinary league game has much more than a win and three points.
Because of these, as players, they will naturally unconsciously put this stadium in a very special position in their hearts. It is no exaggeration to say that apart from Old Trafford, there is no more familiar and well-known stadium than this stadium - Anfield.
It's just that for rookies like Li Lei, this place is naturally not so profound. For them who are about to face their first career red derby, the legends about Manchester United and Liverpool are still the product of various impressions, and they have not directly felt them.
However, Li Lei is not completely unfeeling, at least, Liverpool fans still gave them a very strong first impression.
Among them, Li Lei, who is one of the protagonists of the recent fierce war of words between the two teams, feels particularly deeply. Ever since he met the Liverpool fan who was tugging on his headphones at the door of the hotel, he has been surrounded by Liverpool fans.
Although due to Ferguson's orders and protection, he had little chance of direct contact with Liverpool fans. But by watching Liverpool's local TV show in the hotel, and when he followed the whole Manchester United team out of the hotel and boarded the bus, he still fully felt the "warm welcome" of the Liverpool fans.
Although there was no head-on collision, the feeling of being hostile and ridiculed has always wrapped him.
In terms of intensity, this is almost in line with the "hospitality" that Leeds United fans gave him at the beginning, but it is slightly different.
Leeds United fans are like being bullied by Manchester United, a poor family who has a deep hatred, and they are full of a hideous ruthlessness, and they are like they have come up to eat you alive when they see you.
Liverpool fans are different, they are like giants who are both rival and equal to Manchester United, and they have a sense of arrogance in their bones. Although they hate you, they will never be as unscrupulous and slippery as the Leeds United fans, and I must overpower you head-on on the pitch with the arrogance that I disdain for the rest.
This gives Li Lei the feeling that although Liverpool fans are much more "polite", they are also much meaner.
Whether it is from Liverpool's local football TV show, or from Liverpool fans' words and deeds towards him, he feels full of disdain and disdain, which is a kind of aristocratic condescension and contempt.
Although the ferocity of Leeds United fans makes Li Lei full of desire to fight, but in comparison, it is the arrogance and disdain of Liverpool fans that makes him more eager and impulsive to do something in this game.
What would it be like to slap a group of self-esteemed and high-minded old men to the ground?! Li Lei looked around at the huge Anfield stadium that was still empty all around, and couldn't help but lose focus in his eyes and have a lot of thoughts.
"Lee, what are you thinking?" Keane's sudden inquiry interrupted his thoughts.
Keane doesn't think that Li Lei was frightened by the "warm hospitality" of Liverpool fans and the grandeur of Anfield, and now he has completely figured out Li Lei's temperament of not being afraid of heaven and earth and daring to pull the emperor off the horse.
As soon as he saw Li Lei's distracted thinking, he knew that this kid must be playing some bad idea again, Li Lei's appearance was seen when the team played away against Leeds United.
At that time, Li Lei had just started with the football hooligans of the service gang, and when the whole Manchester United team had just walked out of the hotel and boarded the team bus, he also clearly heard the Liverpool fans call Li Lei contemptuous, "an Asian kid who is nothing".
"Roy, how many people do you think can sit here?" Li Lei didn't look at Keane, continued to look at the empty stands, and said in a non-answerable manner.
"I don't know the specifics, but it seems to be able to accommodate more than 60,000 people." Keane was a little confused, not knowing what Li Lei meant.
This weird boy. Keane shook his head frustratedly, indicating that he couldn't understand. His temperament just doesn't want to think about it if he can't figure it out, and he's so bold that it's a mess.
Putting this question behind him, Keane suddenly whispered in Li Lei's ear with a wicked smile: "This stadium is one of the most exciting stadiums in England. Those shit Liverpool fans will be singing non-stop for the whole game, and it's as annoying as flies. But you can't imagine that if we can score goals and win in the game, and successfully calm down these 60,000 flies, even if it is only for a while, that feeling can make you addicted, it is like taking * drugs. β
After saying that, Keane's eyes also blurred, as if he was imagining, reminiscing, the feeling of extreme enjoyment in his mouth.
Li Lei, who was on the side, looked at him like this, raised his eyebrows, his eyes flashed, and suddenly sneered: "Quiet? Hehe, you said that if more than 60,000 people wanted to kill you at the same time, but they were helpless, what would it be like? β
Li Lei's words made Keane suddenly come back to his senses, and looked at the sneer of Li Lei's little brother, who smiled with white teeth glowing with pale cold light, and was stunned for a while.
"Hahaha......"
The two looked at each other in silence for a while, and then suddenly laughed at the same time, full of malice and anticipation.
"What are you two giggling at?! Don't hurry up and get used to the venue. I like it so much, why don't I let you sleep here tonight and don't go back to the hotel! β
The two of them, who looked like underworld bosses with a low and sneering face, didn't do it for long, but they were broken by Ferguson's angry roar, and they couldn't help but shudder, and quickly dispersed, each bowing his head and honestly devoting himself to training.
Such a scene made the rest of the Manchester United players who were preparing for the game easily laugh.
After seeing that Li Lei and Keane were honest, Ferguson shook his head dissatisfiedly with a cold face, and retracted his gaze, these heartless stinky boys!
Pressing down on the irritability in his heart that was jumped up by Li Lei, Ferguson talked to Ferran on the side with a solemn face.
"How did you get the exact news? What's the weather like tomorrow? As he spoke, Ferguson looked up at the gloomy sky with a serious expression.
"I've asked again and again, there may be moderate to light rain in Liverpool tomorrow, but I don't know if it will rain when we play." Phelan also looked at the sky and replied.
Ferguson nodded noncommittally and said, "Then get your spike sneakers ready, just in case." Tomorrow you will ask the Weather Forecast Bureau again to see if there is any change. β
"I see." Phelan nodded.
Ferguson continued: "What do you think of the team's tactical play tomorrow? β
Phelan looked a little embarrassed and whispered, "Alex, we don't have many options, do we." β
said something that was equivalent to not saying it, Ferguson didn't show a little face, and still had a cold face. But I can't help but feel a little emotional, this season's Manchester United has weakened too much compared to last season, not only in the players, but also in the assistant coaches.
Thinking of his previous assistant coach, the Portuguese Queiroz, who has now gone to La Liga giants Real Madrid as the head coach, Ferguson has to admit that compared to Manchester United last season, Manchester United this season has been weakened in all aspects.
It made him realise once again that, whether he wanted it or not, Manchester United under him had once again entered a period of rebuilding. This fact makes the Scottish coach who has always worked hard for Manchester United can't help but feel a little nostalgic in the heart of the team that once made him proud of the 92 dynasty has begun to enter a natural withering period.
"Hey, little white-faced boy, come and practice free-kick defense with me." Just as Ferguson was lamenting the passage of time, Li Lei's loud and youthful voice suddenly interrupted his thoughts.
"Damn violent maniac, I told you not to call me a little white face!" He followed the sound and saw Ronaldo complaining to Li Lei with a face. However, although he was unrelenting, Ronaldo's actions were very "obedient" and walked to Li Lei, who was standing in front of the goal, holding the football.
"Oh, by the way, you're not a little white face, you should be a water delivery worker." Li Lei looked at Ronaldo, who was dissatisfied, and continued to tease without care.
This made Ronaldo immediately like a fried cat, and yelled at Li Lei: "I won't let you go!" If you have the ability, let's bet again, don't run! β
"Hehehe...."
The naΓ―ve but unyielding rivalry between the two young men, Cristiano Ronaldo and Li Lei, immediately filled the sky above Anfield with the relaxed chuckle of Manchester United's players, which also made Ferguson smile.
Looking at Ronaldo and Li Lei, at this moment, there was still a half-point sentimental look in the eyes of the old handsome, only eager expectations and hopes remained, and his eyes were bright and piercing.
Soon after, the short step-on training was over.
Li Lei was walking on the stairs in the player's tunnel at this time, touching the slight hot sweat on his forehead from time to time. The amount of training was no more, no less, just enough to warm him up.
As he walked, he suddenly looked back and on the wall above the stairs, he saw a sign with the famous saying that had been widely circulated, "This is Anfield!" β
Seeing this, Li Lei suddenly stood like this, staring at this sentence, not moving, and there was no expression on his face at all.
It wasn't until a long moment later that the corners of his mouth suddenly curved and he laughed.
This laugh is cold.
It's frighteningly cold!
It's chilling!!