Chapter 128: Cup

Lille welcomes the French League Cup in midweek, a single-elimination cup competition hosted by the French professional league. Eight? A Chinese network? ? β‰₯=β‰₯.β‰₯8≀1≀Zβ‰ˆβ‰ˆ.β‰₯Cβ‰ The winner of the OM Cup can participate in the UEFA Cup. Unlike the French Cup (Netce), the French League Cup is limited to professional league clubs.

In the past few years, in order to participate in European competitions, Lille has attached great importance to this competition, and every time they have played their main team, but Lille's goal now is to win the league, and even Champions League qualification has become a guaranteed goal, and qualification for the League Cup can no longer meet the ambitions of the Lille boys.

So this season, Lille fielded a squad dominated by substitutes to compete in the competition, and in the last round they beat Ligue 2 side Esther thanks to a goal from Kluivert to advance to the third round.

In this game, Puel decided to continue to give the substitutes the opportunity to play.

The match was played at the home of Lille against old rivals Rennes.

When Reeves got off the bus and dragged his gear to the court, he saw reporters on both sides of the road.

Reeves was a little surprised, but in an ordinary Carabao Cup third round match, even if the opponent is Rennes, there shouldn't be so many reporters.

Reeves didn't explore, dragging his backpack to the court passage, anyway, he rarely goes to interviews, and reporters have little to do with him.

But Reeves was halfway through when he was stopped by a reporter on the side of the road with a remark.

"Reeves, have you heard about Butol?"

"Bhutol?" Reeves was a little surprised at first, but soon remembered that the owner of the name was not the Lens reporter who bet with him? Reeves, who didn't want to be interviewed, couldn't help but slow down, "What's wrong with him?" ”

Reeves paused, and more reporters converged on him.

"He's going to make good on his deal, and yesterday he was going to run back to Lens from Lille."

"Ready? There won't be anything irresistible, right? For example, feigning illness? "Reeves is very unoptimistic about Bhutol's character.

"Well, it's really irresistible, he fainted when he ran out of the city, but he didn't pretend to be sick, he had low blood sugar syndrome and couldn't exercise vigorously, which his personal doctor can attest, poor Butol is still in the hotel and can't leave to go to the hospital." Although it was ostensibly to excuse Butor, when the reporter talked about Bhutol's personal doctor, his tone was a little disdainful, and he obviously thought that Bhutor was faking his illness.

Reeves felt quite speechless, low blood sugar came out, the last time I saw that guy, he was obviously ruddy, full of energy, and there were no symptoms of hypoglycemia at all, but he actually suffered from hypoglycemia in just a few days.

"Is low blood sugar suitable for continuing to be a journalist?"

"Yes, as long as you pay attention to rest, it's fine."

"That's a shame." Reeves expressed regret that Bhutor was still a journalist, and his dislike for Bhutor was palpable.

The reporter didn't expect Reeves to taunt Butol unabashedly, and you can see how unkind Reeves is to him.

"Is there anything you want to say to Bhutol?" Another reporter was obviously dissatisfied with the news and wanted to dig up some fierce information.

"I wish him a speedy recovery and a speedy completion of the gambling contract." As the reporter hoped, Reeves did not intend to let Butol go.

"Still want to complete the bet? He has low blood sugar! The reporter who asked the question said in a mocking tone, but the object of ridicule was Bhutol, who pretended to be sick.

"I think it was because he met a quack doctor, and his fainting might just be a lack of rest, and as soon as he walked back to Lens with both legs, I would arrange for the best doctor in France to serve him all the way to ensure that he did not have hypoglycemia. Mr. Butol now has two options, one is to fire his personal doctor and then fulfill the bet; One is to believe in the diagnosis of his personal doctor, then wait for the court summons. ”

As soon as the reporters heard it, they knew that Reeves really wanted to fight with Butol to the end, this was Reeves's ultimatum to Bhutol, if he didn't fulfill the gambling contract, Reeves might really have to file a lawsuit, and at that time the testimony of the private doctor would definitely be untenable, and after being exposed, Butol became a joke, and it was better to borrow the donkey to complete the gambling contract.

The reporters present were happy to see Reeves's means of chasing to the end, and the sports reporters had the same temperament as the entertainment reporters, that is, it was not a big deal to watch the excitement, as long as it could bring sales to the newspaper, and it was not themselves who were unlucky anyway.

And they don't think Reeves is aggressive at all, since Butol agreed to the gamble, it is a promise, and he should have the consciousness of fulfilling the bet after failure, but now he loses the gamble but he is so tricky, what kind of man is it, and Reeves also gave the other party a step, in the eyes of reporters, Reeves is already very merciful, in the eyes of reporters, they went directly to the court, exposed the other party's pretending to be sick lies, and made him discredited, completely discredited, simple and violent, and effective.

"I heard you chose Patrick as your agent." Seeing that Reeves was about to leave, another middle-aged reporter hurriedly threw out another question, but obviously not all reporters got the news, the others were a little surprised at first, and then immediately became excited, this is big news, whether Reeves has an agent, or Kluivert as an agent, so everyone present pricked up their ears and waited for Reeves's answer.

"It's true, you're well-informed."

"Don't you think it's a rash decision? After all, his reputation in the outside world is not good. ”

"I only believe what I see."

With that, Reeves turned away, ignoring the reporters' shouts.

As soon as he walked into the players' tunnel on the pitch, Reeves saw manager Puel waiting there.

"I see you're usually quite calm, how do you compete with that reporter from Lens?"

"It's just a matter of killing chickens and making an example of monkeys, the biggest trouble, the less trouble there will be in the future, those reporters will also have scruples when they write reports, and giving up halfway will only make people think that I am easy to deal with, maybe someone will come to the news to make me famous in the future."

"That's right, but it's not an example, you still put all your energy on the court, and leave it to Patrick off the field." Speaking of this, Puel suddenly laughed, "It's a shame that you want to let him be your agent." ”

"He's retiring next year, and I'm just missing a reassuring agent."

"You made the right decision, and I think you'll be proud of that choice in the future."

"Huh?" Reeves felt that there was something in Puel's words that he didn't understand.

Before he could ask, Puel turned and left.

Whatever, anyway, Kluivert is already his agent, what benefits will naturally not be left behind, and he will slowly experience it in the future, Reeves no longer thinks about it, carries his equipment to the locker room to change clothes, and prepares to warm up before the game, although the possibility of playing in this game is not large, but Reeves is used to being ready to fight at all times. (To be continued.) )