Chapter 82: The Madman and the Maniac
The taxi driver had a lot to ask, but when it came to his lips, it finally came together into one sentence.
"Can you score today?"
Lin Yu smiled, gave himself a thumbs up and said, "Who am I?" I'm Lin Yu! Borussia Dortmund's goal hero! Is it hard for me to score goals? ”
"Hahaha, it's good to score, I'll go to the scene to watch the game, come on!"
"Hmm!"
Although the conversation was simple, it just confirmed the mood of the two people today, the taxi driver was excited and full of expectations, while Lin Yu was very confident.
There was still some distance from home to the club, and Lin Yu took a nap.
In his sleep, he stood on the drizzling court, his figure seemed to be one with Stephen Chow in "Shaolin Football", he shot out, the ball accompanied by the rain, turned into a flying dragon, fierce and incomparably tore through the Real Madrid backline, into the goal.
The dragon roared like a roar in the rain.
Lin Yu pointed to the sky, like a crowned emperor, at that moment, the rain stopped, the sun shone on the earth, and his whole person was covered with a layer of gold, as if it was a golden armor.
He was triumphant when he suddenly paused, and it turned out that the taxi had arrived at its destination, waking him up from his sweet dream.
"What a dream! If only I could score such a handsome goal! Lin Yu smiled, rubbed his eyes a little worriedly, and after saying goodbye to the driver, he walked to the club's locker room, he wanted to wash his face first, refresh, now there is still a period of time before the game comes, he has enough time to keep himself relaxed.
The rain really fell, although it was very small, but it was a little chilly in autumn, and Lin Yu couldn't help but shiver after getting out of the car.
"The first rain fight? I don't know if it's lucky or unlucky! But even if it's a knife in the sky, it still has to be scored when it's time to score, unless UEFA delays the game, otherwise this rain battle will definitely be decided. ”
In fact, after the sweltering summer, there can be such a light rain dripping, and it will be very comfortable during the game, because it will not feel stuffy, but the course may be a little slippery, which is a big trouble for speed and technical players.
On the contrary, those players who rely on their bodies to eat are considered lucky.
He thought he had arrived early enough, but when he reached the mixed area, he found a group of reporters waiting there, eating hot dogs, burgers, and the like, like hunters waiting for their prey.
"These guys are really dedicated!" Lin Yu sighed and walked over generously.
His arrival did not attract the attention of the Spanish reporters, but the German reporters quickly surrounded them, and some even threw the half-eaten hamburger in their hands directly into the garbage can, as if they were rushing to reincarnate, and rushed to Lin Yu's side.
Luckily, the club's security staff were also very conscientious, and they had already driven the reporters away, leaving Lin Yu with a passage to the locker room.
"Lin Yu! Will you be playing today? Jurgen Klopp said in his pre-match press conference that you would start, wasn't that a smokescreen? ”
"Of course, I'll play and I'll score!" Lin Yu is still the same as usual, he will never cower in front of reporters, he is very confident and arrogant.
"I don't know how you got that confidence, but against Real Madrid and you haven't played for more than a month, are you really sure you can still play?"
"Nonsense, I can't kick, can you kick? You're still a journalist, this question is really not professional at all! ”
Lin Yu didn't save face for the reporters at all, and after saying this, he had already broken out of the encirclement with the help of the security personnel.
Looking at Lin Yu's back, some unknown Spanish reporters couldn't help but ask their peers: "Who is that arrogant guy?" ”
"One will score! A fanatic who will also slap the media in the face! The local reporter in Dortmund sighed and said: "If Real Madrid coach Jose Mourinho is a madman among coaches, then this guy is a madman among players, but Mourinho has been famous for a long time, and he has crazy results, and this kid has not yet achieved results." ”
"You don't seem to be able to straighten up in front of him? What's going on? ”
"Hey, if you sarcastically mock him now, you could be in danger of being slapped in the face after the game, we've already lost people once, we don't want to be embarrassed again. If you really want to be sarcastic and sarcastic, it's better to wait until after the game. Only the reporters who have experienced the Ajax hat-trick incident understand what a terrible guy Lin Yu is, and the reporters really love and hate that guy.
What kind of players do journalists like?
Of course, he likes players who have news, which is why the second-hand Balotelli can be on "Time".
Although Lin Yu is not as good as Balotelli, he is definitely an active enough figure, and reporters like such players precisely because they have news to report, after all, reporters rely on news to eat.
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The game had already started and Mourinho was sitting in the dugout, as confident as he had ever been, as if he had won the game before it had even started.
His eyes were on the pitch and he saw Borussia Dortmund's number 13, and he remembered that reporters had asked him something about the Chinese.
He didn't really know this man at the time, and he hadn't even heard of his name. Later, I asked the coaching staff to find out that this Lin Yu had scored a hat trick in the Champions League group stage against Ajax and was a player who was very good at seizing scoring opportunities.
But even so, he didn't care too much, he felt that Dortmund's threat still came from Gotze, Reus and Lewandowski, even if this Chinese is powerful, after all, he has only played three professional games, lack of experience, ability to be confirmed.
He sees Lin Yu as a hurried passer-by in the football world, and he thinks that such a player is like a shooting star, which may be beautiful when it crosses the sky, but it is over and it is over, and he doesn't have to care about it at all.
It seems that the facts have confirmed his thoughts, more than a month has passed, Lin Yu has not been in the team's squad, although he doesn't know what the specific reason is, but it is certain that this player is insignificant in the eyes of the club and even the coach, otherwise he would not even have to sit on the bench.
He was about to look away because he wasn't very interested in the player and he preferred to see how his players were doing.
But at this time, No. 13's eyes also looked this way, and met his gaze unexpectedly.
It was a pair of clear eyes, but at the moment it was like a fire was burning, and Mourinho could see what it meant.
"Look down on me, don't you? Then I'll show you! ”
Mourinho translated Lin Yu's eyes into his own understanding in his heart, and he couldn't help but smile, "What an interesting guy!" ”