Chapter 66: Besic's Family Feast
The Maksimir Stadium is as quiet as a prayer room.
Dinamo Zagreb fans stared in amazement at the bold letters on the scoreboard.
4:1!
For 90 minutes, they were under heavy attack from Lokomotiv Zagreb.
Watching the fighters who once belonged to them put on the opponent's jersey and wantonly trample on their most precious home stadium, the sadness and anger in their hearts at this moment also reached the limit.
Damn the Mostech brothers!
These two stupid pigs have made the giants who dominate the Croatian league what they are now.
They have been forced to lose their pride and they need to concede the reality of losing at home.
Yes!
Becic failed to bring victory to the team, perhaps because the time was too short, or maybe there were too many problems.
But Dinamo Zagreb is not what they imagined.
They lost their fighting spirit and courage, their offense flinched, their defense was weak, and their faith was shattered by the impact.
A humiliating defeat on Christmas Eve.
Not only did they lose the local derby, but they also lost a valuable home win, which has put them on thin ice this season.
Sit in the middle of the pitch and look around.
It was as if Suker had heard countless heartbreaking voices, the fans of Dinamo Zagreb, who lowered their proud heads, and some even bowed their heads and wept.
In the face of such a tragedy, in the face of this kind of change, their hearts are extremely painful.
Modric also lost his former vitality, his eyes staring at the pitch in a daze, his fists clenched at his thighs.
Suker doesn't feel much, but for Modric, he can empathize.
This humiliation from his heart made him resentful for a long time.
"Let's go, there's no need to look any further!"
Modric got up and left.
He couldn't look at this terrible game anymore.
Dinamo Zagreb, in the face of difficulties and backwardness, they have no desire to win, and everyone's actions are soft, which makes Modric feel ashamed.
This is not the Dinamo Zagreb team he has in mind, this is not the team known as Croatia's 'Iron Blues'.
This game broke the hearts of countless people.
Luka Modric and Suker were standing at the exit of the stadium gate, surrounded by a number of people, their movements in unison.
They all looked at the big screen above, where the team's head coach Becic's post-match interview was being played.
Speaking about the game, Besic was shy about saying they need to adjust.
And when talking about the goal of the season, Becic's words broke the hearts of the fans.
"The goal this season is relegation!"
......
'Call me back in the winter window and I can help the team! You know, I'm capable! ”
Inside the car, Dinamo Zagreb's head coach Besic was driving, while Modric sat in the back with Suker.
The former was yelling angrily, while the latter was a little confused.
How did he get into the car of the head coach of Dinamo Zagreb?
However, looking at the atmosphere in the car, Su Ke also honestly closed his mouth.
"Luka, don't rush, wait for the end of the season." Besic was driving, and the old god was in the way; "It's not the time yet, it's useless for you to come back, and when I've cleared up everything, you'll come back."
Modric snorted and sat back.
Besic looked through the rearview mirror and saw Modric's appearance, and he also shook his head helplessly.
Immediately, he saw Suker again.
The big black and white eyes were dripping, with a hint of a thief's essence in their eyes.
It's a clever little guy.
Besic was no stranger to Suke.
The main thing is that there are too many descriptions of Suker in Modric's letters.
At first, it was only a little bit, but in recent times, a letter has almost always been between Sooke and him.
For example, what kind of cooperation they had, what kind of tacit understanding they had, etc...
Reading between the lines, Besic got to know Suke first.
Of course, he still finds the video of the Bosnia and Herzegovina league to watch.
Yes!
He had some interest in Suke.
"Your name is Suke, isn't it?"
Besic suddenly spoke up.
Su Ke nodded hurriedly; "Hello, Mr. Becic, my name is Suker, I play for Mostar Zlinjski as a center forward, I scored 3 goals in 20 games, 9 assists, I am good at passing, cutting, organising, I also have a good understanding with Luka..."
With that, Suker stabbed Modric.
Although he was still angry, when he heard his friend's words, Modric still nodded in agreement.
Suker continued: "Don't look at my height, but I'm fast, even in the Croatian league, I'm fast!" And it will be faster in the future, as for the height issue..."
Besic looked at Suke strangely and introduced himself with a smile.
This guy is not like an elder who has come to meet a friend, but a job applicant.
In a short time, they arrived at Besic's house.
Besic's wife went out to greet him, and he warmly hugged Modric while shaking hands with Suker.
"Hello, beautiful lady, my name is Suker, I'm Luca's teammate, I'm sorry to disturb you so late." Suke said apologetically.
Besic's wife looked at Suke in amazement; "You're the most polite kid I've ever met for this age."
"Thank you for the compliment, I'm just telling the truth." Suke smiled innocently.
The woman will catch her appearance and boast about it.
There was no woman who didn't like it, and Suke tried it again and again.
Besic's wife was so overjoyed that she walked into the house with one in her hand.
"Don't be inhibited, you're a good friend of Luca, a good friend of ours."
When Besic's wife was busy in the kitchen, Suke would also jump over to help serve and chop vegetables.
Try it from time to time, and then it's a round of sycophancy.
Suke's sunny personality made the party very lively.
Becić was also in a good mood and drank two more glasses.
After eating and drinking, Besic and his wife sent them to the door.
"Thank you both for your hospitality."
Suker politely expressed his gratitude.
Besic's wife patted Suke on the head and doted; "It's like a little adult."
Modric also said to Becic; "Teacher, let's go first."
Besic nodded, and watched the two walk out of the yard.
Looking at the distant backs of the two, Besic's wife suddenly said; "What a poor child."
"Luca? I'll bring him back in half a season. ”
He thought that his wife would talk about Modric again, but Becic's wife shook her head and sighed; "I'll say another!"
......
The road back is extremely quiet.
Modric is still angry, and he is thinking about how to make a difference when he returns.
And Suke was also very quiet, and he was also thinking about a question.
Next season, Modric will definitely return to Dinamo Zagrab, but what will he do next?
As things stand, Besic doesn't seem to be that interested in himself.
Despite his side-kicks, Besic didn't show much interest in him.
"We have to win this season!"
Su Ke clenched his fists fiercely and whispered.
Only if they win the title will they qualify for the Champions League.
At that time, Suker will also be able to swipe a high-level card with the Champions League qualification, and if he gets some good cards, he will also have the confidence to lead the team to victory alone in the absence of Modric.
After attending Becic's dinner, Suker and Modric hadn't seen each other for almost a month.
Modric has to accompany his parents, and Suke also lives in a welfare home, and the two are too far away, and it is too tossy to go back and forth, and it is inconvenient to meet.
During this time, Suker had no games to play and no chance to swipe.
For this reason, he devotes more time to training.
Now, he has a large number of status recovery cards, and after 20 rounds, Suker has accumulated at least 30 form recovery cards in his pocket.
And that's what he's trained for.
Practice to the limit every day, and then recover with the status recovery card.
Sooke has a card every day, from morning to night.
Two months passed before I knew it.
Su Ke was also planning to go back.
On this day, he found the old dean and Dicamoch to say goodbye.
Both of them were a little reluctant, although Su Ke was a little noisy in the past two months, but they added vitality to the welfare home.
The children at the orphanage also liked Suke.
Suke always plays with them and buys them delicious snacks, which quickly brings them closer to Suke.
But Su Ke has his own affairs after all, and it is finally time to separate.
Su Ke is not a grinding person, he just walks away, very happy.
Since Modric had to stay for half a month longer, Suker embarked on the return journey alone.
It's the same route as before.
Take a train from Zagreb to Sarajevo and then transfer to Mostar.
On January 30, after two months away from the town, Suke returned.