Chapter 143: Old Horse and Bailey
The shouts of 72,000 people echoed through the Olympic Stadium in Berlin.
The quarter-final between Germany and Argentina has been called an early match.
The field was filled with gunsmoke, and the media war on the sidelines also began, which was broadcast live in more than 200 countries around the world, and the media seats were full.
Tang Zhenglong also did a show on the sidelines.
"Express" has reached an agreement with "Kicker" to do a show together, so at this time, Tang Zhenglong's left is Meyer, and on the right is Claudia.
"I'm so excited right now, the atmosphere in the stadium is so hot, it's the World Cup." Tang Zhenglong said.
is doing a show here, and things are so coincidental, and there is a reporter from Argentine TV on the side, and he invited Lao Ma to do a show.
The domestic media in Argentina was pouring in, and a large number of reporters came to Berlin, and for a nation that regarded football as a national faith, the match with Germany was a war.
As the old horse spoke, he heard the laughter on the side, turned his head and saw that he recognized Tang Zhenglong.
In fact, it doesn't matter if Tang Zhenglong sprays his private life, but to say that he is not as good as Bailey is unbearable.
Maradona walked over quickly after finishing the show, preparing to meet Tang Zhenglong for a while, but he didn't expect to arrive at the media area, and Pele greeted him first.
"Hi, public enemy of Argentina."
Pele forgot Tang Zhenglong's name, but remembered the report of the incident in the Brazilian media, which called Tang Zhenglong a public enemy of Argentina.
"What?"
Bailey laughed, "I'm sorry, I forgot what your name was." ”
"My name is Tang Zhenglong."
"That's right, Don."
Bailey waited for Tang Zhenglong to take the initiative to say hello to him, and even asked him for an autograph, but what he didn't expect was that Tang Zhenglong was puzzled.
I only heard Tang Zhenglong ask, "I'm sorry, who are you?" ”
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Chinese are face blind to black people, unless you are clearly told on TV that this person is Pele, who knows who Pele is?
In Tang Zhenglong's view, black people are all the same.
Just listen to a burst of laughter.
Maradona laughed, he was going to trouble Tang Zhenglong, but suddenly he began to like Tang Zhenglong a little.
Bailey is heartbroken, because Tang Zhenglong really doesn't know himself.
"Diego, you don't have to laugh so loudly."
Bailey said embarrassedly.
Maradona patted Tang Zhenglong on the shoulder, "Come with me, let's ignore him." ”
"Oh?"
Tang Zhenglong didn't know what was going on, and when he waited aside, Maradona said to Tang Zhenglong: "Boy, I forgive you, I know that you are also trying to make some money on TV." ”
I'll it!
Tang Zhenglong thought to himself: "Why do I want you to forgive? ”
Maradona wondered, could this kid be in the advanced stage of face blindness, don't you know Pele, don't even know me?
"You know I'm Diego, right?"
"Yes."
"That's good."
Maradona patted Tang Zhenglong, "We are friends." ”
"Friends?" Tang Zhenglong pouted: "You want to be friends with me, unless you apologize to me." ”
"Apologize?"
"Yes, you insulted the great Cologne."
"Great Cologne?"
"Hahaha."
"You're so funny, young man, if you want, I can recommend you to play at AC Milan."
……
"Really?"
"Haha."
"By the way, young man, don't say that I'm not as good as Bailey in the future, I'll really be angry, I'm much better than him."
"I think after Argentina eliminated Germany, your work as a commentator is over, but you can come and do a show with me and speak for Argentina."
Tang Zhenglong is unhappy, Maradona may have been held in the hands of the Argentines for a long time, and he is used to being domineering, so in front of Tang Zhenglong, it is like training his grandson, this Tang Zhenglong can stand it!
"I don't see it that way, I work for Kicker, and when Argentina is eliminated, I can invite you to do a show, but I don't pay you, what do you think?"
"Argentina eliminated? Haha, how is that possible? ”
"I think it's very likely, after all, the broadcast technology is so advanced now, if there is handball again, it will definitely be caught."
This is a hint that Argentina won the World Cup by handball, and Maradona became popular at once.
Bang bang bang.
The applause rang out, and Maradona saw that it was Pele coming over.
"Well, at least Brazil's World Cup titles are won with their feet, and we won't win the World Cup with our hands."
"And cheekily say that God lent you his hand, and that it was obviously a theft from England."
Maradona spread his hands, "We Argentines will never call blacks into the national team." ”
There are no black players in Argentina's history, so Argentines are still a bit racist, which is also the most unhappy thing about Pele.
"Diego, it's the 21st century now, pay attention to your words."
"You also know that it is the 21st century, and when I played football, I already had color TV broadcasting technology, I remember when you played football, it was still black and white TV, and you were embarrassed to say that you won the World Cup, how many countries participated in the World Cup that year?"
This is indeed the case, and the World Cup won by Pele is indeed not as good as the 1986 one.
Just when the two were arguing, suddenly Tang Zhenglong said, "Why don't you two fight." ”
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Maradona felt bitter, "I'm still fighting at my body?" I walked with anger. ”
Unexpectedly, Bailey smiled: "I think it's a good idea." ”
Maradona couldn't get angry, the most unbearable thing for him was to agitate the generals, and suddenly he rushed to Pele and put his arms around the latter's waist, like a child fighting.
"Diego, you're really here."
"You provoked me."
"Diego, let go."
"Nope."
"Come on, come on, come on."
"Boy, who are you cheering for?"
"Diego."
"Thank you."
Tang Zhenglong secretly took out his digital camera and took a picture.
"Stop, Diego."
"Nope."
"That kid is taking pictures."
Maradona was petrified in an instant.
"What about people?"
"Ran away."
"Bastard!"
Bailey calmed down and said: "Don't worry, I know what his name is, Tang Zhenglong, we will go to the FIFA staff later, and we will definitely be able to find him out." ”
"Okay, let's stop fighting and get him out and beat him."
"Good idea."
"I think with the status of the two of us in the football world, it shouldn't be a big deal to beat him."
"Makes sense."
Tang Zhenglong ran away and found Meyer.
"Don, where have you been?"
"Meyer, come with me and show you something good."
"Don't look."
Meyer estimated that Tang Zhenglong had filmed some beauties or something.
"I don't regret it."
"What the hell?"
Tang Zhenglong whispered in Mayer's ear.
"Really!?"