A taxi was speeding through Florence's new town, but the occupants were still slow: "Hey, I said Mr. Driver, can your car go any faster?" ”

"Couldn't be faster! Soon we will all have to see God! "The driver drove nervously and had to endure this kind of harassment.

The passengers in the back seat were obviously not satisfied with the driver's answer, and in his opinion, the speed of the car was slow if it did not soar to 120 km/h. He muttered complaints that he hadn't come back for two years, and that the level of taxi drivers in Florence was getting worse and worse......

A man in the passenger seat listened intently to the radio in the car, and the disturbance was equally unbearable, and he turned back to the person sitting in the back seat and reprimanded: "Shut up! You're fucking bothering me to listen to the game live, damn it! ”

The scolded person pouted nonchalantly: "It's halftime ......"

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When Zhang Jun came out of the locker room again, he heard the team's anthem again. Why is it so clear today? Why do you care so much today? I've heard this song I don't know how many times......

The value of the purple robe,

It is the pride and pride of representing Fei Leng Cui!

Your flag reads: "Strength and Confidence"

It means that victory will always be with us!

Oh, Florence!

You are the queen of this world!

Oh, Florence!

No matter where you are, you fight bravely.

In the years of defeat and victory,

History records all your legends!!

forzafiorentina！ (Come on, Florence!) ）

aleviola！ (Long live the purple lily!) ）

forzafiorentina！

aleviola！！

The song must continue to ring on the pitch of Serie A, and Inter Milan will have to go to hell for the sake of Fiorentina.

Zhang Jun clenched his fists and walked out.

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Inter Milan had a chance to overtake the score in the second half, but Li Yongle's long-range shot was saved by Frei in embarrassment. Inter Milan only created a few chances in the first minutes of the second half, and although their captain and manager wanted to give up the game, most of the players themselves were probably not interested in fighting, and they had already begun to revere the celebration dinner after winning the league title.

There are only two people in the team who are the most desperate, Li Yongle and Bellini, and the common reason why they can't stop is because Zhang Jun is more desperate than them.

If Zhang Jun, who scored at the beginning of the first half and then calmed down, was still warming up, then now he has gradually shown all his skills.

Florence must win!

Li Yongle could almost see these words on Zhang Jun's hideous face. In the face of the offensive of Florence and Zhang Junru, he stood like a reef, bravely facing the impact of the sea.

In the nineteenth minute of the second half, Fiorentina scored and Zhang Jun scored!

It was not only the team that took the lead again, but also the relegation situation. What's more important is Zhang Jun's goal, an out-and-out "dragon teng", a goal that only belongs to Zhang Jun.

At that time, Crewe passed the ball to the goal on the right side, Zhang Jun was closely marked by Bellini, and the two pounced on the landing point of the football while entangled, and Bellini almost hugged Zhang Jun with both hands.

It was in this situation that Crewe's ball arrived, and Zhang Jun could no longer shoot in a normal way, he could only allow his body to instinctively use unconventional movements to complete the shooting action...... As a result, Bellini was surprised to see Zhang Jun, who he was holding, flying sideways, and then slamming the ball in the direction of the goal with his heel!

The football flew from behind the two and into the goal!!

"Oh...... No, poor Bellini, even if he hugged Zhang Jun with both hands, he couldn't stop the goal of this terrifying No. 11!! It's incredible...... Ahaha, what a goal that made Bellini lose face! That's great! Fiorentina leads Inter Milan again 2-1 at home!! ”

After the goal, Zhang Jun and Crewe hugged tightly and celebrated together. And Bellini, who was watching all this behind them, was already a little confused in his eyes.

Why is it still possible to score goals in such situations? Luck? Yes, it must be luck! 100% luck! It's not a goal that a normal person can score at all! Shit luck, I'm phew!

He let out wild words before the game, but he never thought that not only did he not do what he said, but he also let the "old guy" score two goals in front of him, both of which are directly related to himself......

Li Yongle glanced at Bellini, who was standing in front of the door with a changing expression on his face, and walked away without saying anything. Rafael seems to have been defeated by Zhang Jun, and he is still waiting for an opportunity to confront Zhang Jun head-on.

Do you want me to see off Zhang Jun? Yes, I'll talk about it after defeating it.

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Just three minutes after the last goal, Fiorentina's Crewe made a rare appearance in defence when he suddenly cut off Montolivo's ball in midfield, and the direct dialogue between the two former Fiorentina substitutes ended in Crewe's victory.

The two were entangled and fell to the ground, but Crewe stabbed the football to Zhang Jun, who came up to answer it, before falling to the ground.

It was naturally Li Yongle who was responsible for marking Zhang Jun in the midfield, but Zhang Jun turned around with a pull ball and shook off his old opponent beautifully, and then accelerated and ran forward!

Because of his age and physical condition, Zhang Jun rarely has a shot of running dozens of meters with the ball on the field, he often passes the football to others, and then runs forward to receive the pass.

But today, in the singing of the Fiorentina team, Zhang Jun had no intention of passing, he lowered his head and ran wildly with the ball! The speed seems to have returned to when he was young, and the combination of football and body is so perfect that the Inter Milan players around him can't get their feet off the ball if they want to.

"Don't think about it!" Bellini crossed in front of Zhang Jun, "Don't just run away, you old ......" Before he finished speaking, Zhang Jun rubbed the football lightly, and the football passed under Bellini's crotch, and the ball was divided!

This is a great shame for the main central defender of the Italian national team! Just as he turned to chase after him, he saw a man running faster than him, passing by him like a gale!

It was his captain Li Yongle.

"Bellini has been passed! No resistance...... Li Yongle is in hot pursuit! Jang Jun is still far from the goal, and he can be overturned by the opposing defender outside the penalty area at any time! ”

When Li Yongle's hand was just able to reach Zhang Jun's shoulder, Zhang Jun shrank sharply as if he had eyes behind him, and he grabbed the air! Stumbling under his feet, Zhang Jun rushed out again.

It was Bellini who caught up at this time.

"Can't let him pass! Tackle! Foul! Punish me and I'll do it too! He roared and rushed forward, a threatening backtackle!

Frankie exclaimed.

Zhang Jun jumped up with both feet, Bellini shoveled into the air, the ball continued to roll forward, and Zhang Jun continued to rush forward!

This time it was Li Yongle who came up again! And Bellini also rushed forward and stood up immediately after the shovel and continued to pursue! Zhang Jun ran in front, Li Yongle and Bellini kept chasing behind, Zhang Jun passed them over and over again, but they didn't give up, like wolves that saw their prey!

Suddenly, there were only two Inter Milan players left on the field, Li Yongle and Bellini, and Fiorentina was only Zhang Jun, and there were only three of them running wildly in this huge stadium......

When Li Yongle was chasing, he saw Zhang Jun's flying jersey and long hair like a flag, and a feeling suddenly rose in his heart: There should be no end at all, let him and Zhang Jun run like this, Zhang Jun ran in front, he chased behind, occasionally caught up, and then was thrown away again, and he continued to work hard to catch up......

Keep running until they can't run anymore.

This tenacious man who regards chasing Zhang Jun as the biggest goal in his life, but he sees that the back of Zhang Jun, who he has been chasing, is slowly becoming blurred......

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The taxi braked sharply at the entrance of Frankie Field, two people jumped out of the car, and one person in the back threw two bills to the driver: "No need to look for it!" He followed the previous one to the gate of the stadium.

The huge and familiar singing voice was in my ears, and the familiar stadium was only a few dozen meters away from me.

Lao Tzu is back! Zhang Jun, you give Lao Tzu and wait!

Xiang Tao shouted in his heart and quickened his pace.

"Bastard! What are you doing running so fast? I'm not you young man! "The people in the back were a little out of breath.

"Boss, if you can't run fast at this time, you have to run fast!" Xiang Tao didn't even look back.

When the two stepped onto the door stairs of the stadium, they felt the ground tremble under their feet!

"Damn, is there an earthquake?" Xiang Tao muttered.

When Sabato and Xiang Tao panted up to the last floor of the stairs and appeared at the exit, they just saw Zhang Jun shake off the joint pursuit of Li Yongle and Bellini, although it was only for a moment, it was enough for him to shoot!

This time, without waiting for the commentator to shout, all the fans at the scene had already shouted out in advance: "gooo!!!oo ”

This long roar started with Zhang Jun's feet and continued until the football hit the net......

"Hat-trick !!"

"God! Who can keep him from retiring?! Is this a performance that a man who is about to retire can have? Let's keep playing, we love to see him play like that...... Don't go, Jun Zhang! ”

Zhang Jun teased and taught the megalomaniacal Rafael a lesson with the last hat-trick of his career. Bellini. He also used this hat-trick to tell everyone in the world: even if he is forced to leave, he is still invincible! Want to beat him? You'll never have a chance!! Wang Jianxiang roared excitedly, "No one can defeat him, except time...... No! Even if time can add wrinkles to his face, draw gray hairs on the top of his head, and make his feet heavy, it will not age his strong heart! ”

When the commentators began to fall into a state of madness one by one, Zhang Jun jumped up from the ground, he rushed to the area where the hardcore Fiorentina fans were concentrated, and waved his arms over and over again, and the fans shouted: "Zhang! Sheet! Sheet! He's enjoying the feeling, breathing in the air on Frankie's pitch and listening to the fans cheering him on, he's here, he's always there......

Crewe ran up from behind, hugged him tightly in his arms, and was a little breathless with his strength. More players poured in from the field, from the bench, to surround Zhang Jun and then lift him high enough for him to sit on his shoulders and enjoy the cheers of the fans.

This time, even the Inter fans all stood up and applauded Zhang Jun's hat-trick. This is a respectable opponent who is proud to be the opponent of Zhang Jun's farewell match.

Inter Milan's head coach Robert. Baggio even stood on the sidelines, smiling and applauding Zhang Jun. At this moment, they are not opponents, but heroes who sympathize with each other. Baggio handed over Florence to Zhang Jun when he left, and nine years later, Zhang Jun behaved far beyond his imagination.

Well done, Jun Zhang!

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"A hat-trick?" Bellini looked at Zhang Jun, who was thrown into the air by his teammates, and couldn't believe what he saw.

Li Yongle hugged him: "Okay, Rafael, don't think about things like 'you're going to defeat him'." You don't have a chance, and I don't have a chance. For the rest of the time, let's see him off. ”

"Why ......"

"He is a man who cannot even defeat time and can only feel terrifying, and I feel deeply about this." Li Yongle looked at Zhang Jun and his teammates, as well as those fanatical fans, and sighed in his heart: What a radiant and dazzling farewell, you have made everyone your supporting role, even if you are as tenacious as me and Bellini have to accept this result. I still haven't been able to defeat you in the end, Zhang Jun......

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Xiang Tao and Sabato stood at the exit blankly, for two years, everything here has not changed, and their love for Zhang Jun has not changed. Watching Zhang Jun ride around the field on Crewe's neck to accept the cheers of the fans, Xiang Tao's eyes moistened.

"Boss ......"

"Huh?"

"I'm a shameful deserter...... Leaving Zhang Jun and Crewe from here, they fled......" Xiang Tao's voice choked.

Sabato looked at Xiang Tao, who was shaking with his head down, they rushed here after yesterday's game, just to catch up with Zhang Jun's last game, the two were tired for a whole day, but they didn't say a word of complaint on the road, but they didn't expect him to feel tired now.

"Say what? Not everyone can become Zhang Jun, you are not destined to be the protagonist, what do you blame yourself? ”

"Said...... Your comfort sucks! Xiang Tao wiped his eyes and raised his head again.

Sabato had a thief smile on his face, but he was also in pain inside. Xiang Tao is right, why is he not a shameful deserter? When Zhang Jun needed help the most, he was not by his side, and when he said goodbye to football, he could only stand at the far end and watch silently, unable to participate - how he wanted to jump down and rush into the crowd!

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Kaka vented his frustration on the field: "What the hell is it that stipulates that the last round of the league should kick off at the same time? Why didn't we win the championship early?! I want to go to Florence, I want to go to see Zhang Jun's last match! ”

At this time, it happened to be a dead ball, the AC Milan players fouled, the Udinese players surrounded the referee and kept shouting, the stretcher had already carried the injured player down, and they wanted to let the foul Giratino go straight off the field.

The rest of the AC Milan players went up to defend Giratino, with only Kaka and Yang Pan wandering outside the crowd, as if what was happening close at hand had nothing to do with them.

Yang Pan hugged Kaka, he looked at the screen in the stands, just the score of Fiorentina and Inter Milan was played, 3:1, Fiorentina led at home, Zhang Jun completed a hat trick.

Kaka was stimulated by the news, and he didn't seem to have the heart to stay on the field at all. In fact, Yang Pan is the same as him, but Yang Pan is more tolerant.

Yang Pan...... You say, you say...... He can still score a hat-trick with ease, why choose to retire? Why not keep playing? ”

Yang Pan sighed, what did you ask him to say to Kaka?

His desire is obviously to play simple and happy football, but he has to face the dark side of football repeatedly, he obviously wants to rest but has to put on his armor again, and there are some things that he knows that even if he does it, he may not be able to change anything, but he still insists on doing it, just like returning to the national team this time...... The torture of Zhang Jun in the past two years is far greater than the previous ten years, and choosing to retire is the best. When he can no longer find the joy of playing on this field, leaving is doomed.

Yang Pan admires Zhang Jun very much, because he can't do this: he knows that he can't do it. How much courage does that take?

"Kaka, if Zhang Jun is Brazilian, he will definitely be able to play until he is forty years old, as you said......"

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When the game resumed, the stadium stands had lost the previous tense atmosphere, and the defense of Inter Milan's players against Zhang Jun became a "symbolic surname", and the two sides did not care what the score was, and performed their own technical skills in front of the fans as they liked.

Even if Bellini, an unpopular person, fell to the ground at the same time as Zhang Jun's defense, he got up first and stretched out his hand to Zhang Jun. This action won the applause of the audience, and Zhang Jun also gladly accepted the favor of the other party.

Wang Jianxiang no longer ridiculed the ignorant young man, and he shifted all his attention to praising Zhang Jun.

The time of the game is passing by minute by minute, and the time belonging to Zhang Jun is slowly decreasing. Everyone was shouting for the football to pass to him, and they wanted to see Zhang Jun's every touch of the ball, and there would be one less glance.

When Zhang Jun dribbled the ball in front of him, Li Yongle finally didn't step forward to stop him, he just watched with fascination, he had been an opponent with this person for seventeen years, and never thought that one day the opponent would leave before him. Now Zhang Jun is really leaving, leaving behind all the burdens that once pressed on his shoulders, no longer having to be repeatedly mentioned as "responsibility", don't worry about his bad performance and making the fans sad, and leave easily, but what about himself? will continue to struggle on this green field, and from now on, he will no longer play football for the sake of being with Zhang Junyi. From now on, there will be no more opponents in this world who are worthy of his long and short time.

Neither side scored, and even if they had a chance to score, they had to satisfy the fans with extremely fancy movements, even if they didn't score for it. Zhang Jun was no longer running, he was tired, so he stood on the court like this, walking slowly back and forth, as if he was measuring the court for the last time with his own footsteps, so that his feet could remember what it was like to step on the Frankie Field.

The fans' shouts for Zhang Jun are getting louder and louder.

Stay, Captain! Stay...... Please don't go!

The assistant coach was reminding Di Livio that it was time to replace Zhang Jun and leave him alone to receive the respect of the more than 60,000 fans in the stadium. Di Livio's body was trembling slightly, and I didn't want him to go, I didn't want to replace him......

The clock was already in the eighty-fifth minute of the game, Di Livio's reason finally prevailed over emotion, and the fourth official held up a substitution sign on the sidelines: No. 20, No. 11!

At this moment, there was only one voice at Frankie Field, which could be clearly heard even by China, thousands of miles away, and they desperately shouted: "Don't replace him!" Don't go, don't leave! Stay, Captain! Please! ”

Everyone stretched out their right hand to the pitch, a gesture of retention. They hope that Zhang Jun can see and change his decision. Stay, Captain, no one will say you don't believe in your word!

Zhang Jun looked up at the sign in the fourth official's hand, and then he looked around the stadium stands, he knew...... His family was watching him from there, Ren Yudi must be watching him like this from a corner, and his former teammates, they must all be ...... Finally, there is his father, watching himself from above.

Dad, look at it, your son didn't disgrace you.

He removed the captain's armband and hoped to give it to Frey, but Frey shook his head and refused: "...... We don't have a captain anymore......" he bowed his head.

And Zhang Jun looked at the others, and everyone who was bumped into by his gaze lowered their heads.

"Don't go! Captain! The shouts of the fans kept ringing in his ears, and Zhang Jun's eyes finally moistened, but he still held back his tears.

No one was willing to take the captain's armband from Zhang Jun's hand, so he could only helplessly take the armband and slowly walk to the sidelines.

Li Yongle suddenly ran over from the opposite half, he hugged Zhang Jun, and his feelings were completely vented at this time. As if it was a signal, seeing Li Yongle's move, everyone else woke up, and other Inter Milan players and Fiorentina's teammates flocked to Zhang Jun, and everyone surrounded him in the middle. The referee watched from the sidelines and did not stop the players from interrupting the game.

The greatest people have a goodbye that is different from others.

……

The game went on, but I couldn't let go.

It's hard to express,

It always lingers in my mind.

I want to be with you,

I'm going to go through the storm with you!

Don't leave! Say what is in your heart and say you will stay!

I will always be with you,

We need more time,

That would be all the better!

Don't leave! Say what is in your heart and say you will stay!

Don't leave! Say what is in your heart and say you will stay!

Don't leave......

(Oasis "Dontgoaay")

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The people surrounding Zhang Jun hugged him goodbye and wished him good luck. When Zhang Jun broke free from these people and walked to the sidelines, he saw that it was Crewe waiting there.

And he just left? Crewe looked at Zhang Jun in front of him in a daze. That's it...... Let's go? I...... To keep him, who do I pass the ball to if he is gone? In front of me...... There will never be a person who will be able to receive a pass again!

"No......" Crewe's mouth trembled and opened, but he couldn't say what was in his heart, he had never said such a "meaty" thing in his life, and he didn't know how to say it for the first time. "I ...... No...... Not ......"

His heart wanted to say these words, but his mouth did not obey, and after struggling for a long time, tears flowed out first!

This is the second time Zhang Jun has seen Crewe crying, but it is the first time he has cried unabashedly.

"I don't ...... No...... You go. He finally said what was in his heart, but he cried even more sadly, like a child, the feelings that had been suppressed in his chest were suddenly vented, and he cried so much...... No one had ever seen Crewe cry, and no one had ever seen him cry so sadly. They were frightened...... No, they were moved, this is the deepest feeling!

Zhang Jun grabbed Crewe a little helplessly, wanting to wipe his tears with the armband, but he was afraid that the armband would be too dirty. In the end, he could only keep whispering in Krew's ear: "Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry......" Unexpectedly, he could no longer suppress the tears that were rolling in his eyes, and fell together.

This person who can still joke with reporters at the press conference announcing his upcoming retirement can no longer suppress the reluctance in his heart at this moment, and can only express everything with tears.

Crewe was finally persuaded by him to return to the court, and Zhang Jun waited for John on the sidelines. Jones hugged hard. "John, over to you!" When Jones heard this, he ran onto the pitch in tears.

Then Zhang Jun stood on the sidelines, he raised his hands and applauded the fans, and the captain's armband was prominently held in his hand, which was worn by one of the most successful captains in the history of Florence, and it will no longer belong to anyone, it will be placed in the Florence Hall of Honour and retired with its owner......

At the same time, it will be accompanied by Zhang Jun's number in the honor room, and the Fiorentina club has decided to permanently seal Zhang Jun's number: 11.

Even if they don't seal it, probably no one will dare to wear it after that, right? Because once you wear it, you have to be compared with Zhang Jun, which is really cruel.

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A giant banner was lowered from the very top of the stands of the most die-hard Fiorentina fans opposite, gradually revealing its full contents. Here's a short thank you letter that took over the stands:

Thank you for all that you have brought us in nine years;

Thank you for the joy you have created for us in the two hundred and seventy-six games;

Thank you for three thousand two hundred and eighty-seven nights in Frankie;

Thank you for your two hundred and sixty-nine goals;

Thank you for choosing Florence;

Thank you, Captain!

Have a nice trip!

Zhang Jun's gaze, like everyone else, was firmly attracted by a few words, he looked at every word on it, his lips kept trembling, and in the end he had to bite his teeth tightly to stabilize his emotions.

Li Yan's gaze shifted from the banner to Zhang Jun's back, which seemed so tall at this moment that he even had the illusion that this back was one with the statue outside Frankie Stadium. He leaned on the railing and sighed helplessly, while Calyani, beside him, was already crying like a tearful man.

From the second the fourth official held up the sign replacing Zhang Jun, Chinese television viewers had not heard their familiar voices, and only now did Wang Jianxiang say in a staccato voice: "No one has ever left us ...... I feel so sad because he is not only the departure of a person, but also the end of an era, the end of a legend. Seeing this back, I couldn't suppress the pain in my heart, how much joy and hope did his name and number ever bring us? Today, we're here to watch him raise his hand goodbye...... Time can't be turned back, and the once youthful teenager has become gray...... Like the Fiorentina fans, we Chinese fans also want to thank him for everything he has done for us! Thank you, Jun Zhang! Goodbye, Jun Zhang! Do it and cherish ......"

Why is there always a parting?

Why is parting always so heartbreaking?

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A line of subtitles suddenly appeared on the big screen in the stands of the San Siro, and just when people thought it was the latest score of another game, what they didn't expect to appear on it was: 86′ Zhang Jun retired.

He ...... Let's go? Kaka asked in distraction.

Yang Pan nodded and didn't say anything.

At the same time, the same subtitles appeared in the other Serie A venues, as at the San Siro, and they appeared on the screens of every stadium, letting everyone know that at this moment, the greatest scorer of Serie A said goodbye to this green field forever.

Serie A said goodbye to their top scorer in such a special way.

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After embracing everyone he could, including his opponent, he stood at the entrance of the passage of the court, and all eyes were on him.

He was about to leave, taking with him all the concerns.

Suddenly, there was silence at Frankie Stadium, where everyone was silent, and the players were still playing on the pitch, but they were already distracted.

It was at this time that Frankie's live broadcast began to ring again, this time not to remind who to replace or who scored, but to the music!

The mellow violin song "ShorttripHome" is really not suitable for the intense football field, but at this moment, no one will feel that the music that suddenly sounds out of place, on the contrary, when everyone hears this music, the deep sadness in their hearts is aroused again, like an irrepressible torrent that swept the entire stadium.

It's a short drive home...... Zhang Jun is going home.

Sophie, who was in the box, also heard the music, she stepped forward to pick up the naughty Jiarui gently, then walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, and whispered in his ear: "Jiarui, look carefully, your father is retired." ”

Zhang Jun raised his hands to Frankie's fans for the last time, waved to the green field where he had fought and shed countless sweat and tears, and waved to the past twelve years......

Then he turned and walked into a passage out of sight.

That touch of back has been left in people's hearts forever.

Behind this back, there are countless heavy or slight, helpless or painful, reluctant or moved...... Sigh.

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On October 10, 2002, Zhang Jun came on the pitch in the match with PSV Eindhoven and scored the first goal of his career with a pass from Yang Pan. No one realized anything at the time, and it didn't dawn on them until later: it was the beginning of a legend!

In 12 years, he has not only brought the world goals and championships, but his storied career has always told those who follow him what kind of path he is sticking to. Two serious injuries, numerous minor injuries, several major career setbacks, and the loss of loved ones...... In the face of so many hardships, he persevered and achieved a generation of great superstars.

His strength, his optimism inspires others, he represents the spirit of sports, he is more than just a player.

Now, on May 27, 2015, the legend ended when he raised his hands in thanks, then turned away......

『End of the book』