Chapter Seventy-Five: Suke! Come back!
In a B&B in Mostar.
Yatganic did not leave after the game.
Instead, he was going to stay in Mostar for a while, on the one hand, to keep an eye on the situation of Suker and Modric, and on the other hand, to observe further.
Of course, he also needs to report to his boss.
Artganich took a shower and opened a cold beer.
Even though it was winter, a bottle of cold beer in his stomach after taking a shower immediately refreshed him and swept away all his fatigue.
Dressed in a bathrobe and sitting on the couch, Yatganich pulled out his straight-board phone to make a call.
The call was quickly connected.
"Neil, it's rare to take the initiative to call me, it seems that your harvest is very good!" Besic on the other end of the line said with a smile.
Arte Geneic was never one to make a call, unless he made a novel discovery.
And for Yatgenich, the trip to Mostar was a real surprise.
"I apologize for questioning your eyes." Yatganic joked with a smile: "Now you have a new person in addition to discovering Modric!" β
"Oh?"
Besic's voice was tinged with surprise.
Luka Modric has been Besic's pride in scouting young players over the years, and now Yat Genic is clearly comparing Suker to Modric.
"He's doing well?"
Besic couldn't help but be interested.
Although he had seen the video of Suker's fight, many of the details could only be viewed live, which is why he sent Yatgenic to investigate.
"Great!"
Yatganic put it succinctly: "He's definitely the type of player you like, he runs very aggressively during the game and he controls the game very well! β
"His qualities have met the requirements of Dinamo Zagreb, not in the centre-forward position, of course!"
Besic: "I didn't plan to play him as a centre-forward. β
"He's playing as a full-back here, talk about my senses!"
Artgaych paused, and said suddenly; "You know how Bergkamp plays, right?"
"Bergkamp?" Besic was surprised.
As the undoubted absolute core of the current Premier League giants Arsenal, Bergkamp, known as the 'Ice Prince', is also very strong in the entire football world.
"He plays like Bergkamp?"
"Bergkamp and Zidane, to be exact!" Yat Genech Road; "The Dutch manager wants to play all the offense and defense, but obviously he doesn't have a clear position for Suker, he has a lot to do all the time, and he wastes a lot of energy and unnecessary running!"
'In my opinion, he is best suited for full-back, midfielder, central midfield, he is an attacking commander!'
Besic; 'Luka Modric's passing was good, too.
"Yes! But Luca is better suited to playmaking and metronome work, and in this game, Suker is much more penetrating than Luka's passing, and he's very fast and pushes back to defend aggressively, and to be honest, I don't know exactly where to put him, but he's definitely going to surprise you. β
"He's good with his passing?"
Yatganic opened one hand, drew an arc, and exaggerated: "Have you ever seen a ball on the ground that spans 30 meters?" From the left side of the pitch, through the dense defense, pass to the winger on the other side, although it was unsuccessful, but this passing ability and vision, once successful, is a super weapon that can directly tear apart the opponent's defense! β
Becic couldn't imagine it, but he could understand a little bit through Artgenic's paraphrase that it should be a very good technique.
"So, do you think it's necessary for us to take him?"
"Gotta take it!"
Yat Gonich took a sip of his beer.
"I want to see him play at the Maximir Stadium!"
Yatgenich's answer says it all.
"I understand, when I go back, I will carry out the transfer operation!"
Out of trust in Yatgenich, Besic didn't even ask any further.
"You're not at the club?" Arte Genic was surprised.
Becic: "Yes! There are some things that require me to come to Germany! β
"Well, I don't know what kind of work is so rushed, but I wish you success."
Yatganich continued to drink.
Besic laughed; "Thank you for your blessings, you can also go back to Zagreb for the holidays."
"No, no, no!" Arte Ganich smiled and waved his hand; "I have no intention of going back, I'm going to watch a few more games here, this is my holiday!"
......
Germany, Bavarian capital, exit from Munich Airport.
Besic, wearing a gray trench coat and sunglasses, beckoned to stop a taxi.
"Whatever you want, I'm going to work!"
When Besic hung up, he got into a taxi and said in English:
"22-103 Grunwald!"
After the address is given, the taxi is extended.
The GrΓΌnwald district is a well-known affluent district in Munich, about 7 kilometers away from the center of Munich, a small town known as the 'Hollywood of Bavaria'.
The purpose of Besic's trip was to visit an old friend.
When the taxi arrived at the designated place, Besic also stepped out of the car.
Surrounded by rows of townhouses, the roads are extremely clean and tidy, and although it is winter, there is still a hint of greenery, and the overall look is not so cold.
Besic was in front of him a four-story mansion with a low white wooden fence around the doorway.
Through the fence, you can see the well-maintained lawn and an outdoor swimming pool.
Of course, this season, unless there is a bit of a problem with the head, no one will choose to swim here.
There is a bell at the door.
Besic tapped the bell, and in a few moments, a man in a bathrobe trotted over from the villa in front of him.
"Hey! BeciΔ! My good friend! β
The man in front of him was about 35 years old, with his back combed and his chin resembling Zhou Huajian.
This person is Croatia's superstar, who once wore a red and white plaid shirt and won the World Cup Golden Boot with 6 goals in the French summer sun. Sucre.
Davao. Suke was wearing a bathrobe, and his whole body was shivering a little in the cold wind, and he urged Besic: "Come in!" Come on in! It's so cold here! β
In Davao. At Suke's invitation, the two walked into the mansion.
The whole space is huge, and you can see a gorgeous and spacious living room.
Davao. Sooke closed the door, and the house had a wood heating system, so it was very warm.
"Do you want beer?"
Without waiting for Becich to respond, he ran to the refrigerator and pulled out two bottles of dark beer.
"Germany is rich in dark beer, and winning the Bundesliga championship is celebrated with stout, even though we don't have the opportunity, we can try it." Davao. Suke handed over a bottle of beer, sat down on the couch, invited Besic to sit down, and asked, "So, what is the matter that you came to me this time?" β
Besic and Davao. Suker was a team-mate when he played for Dinamo Zagreb and the two had a good relationship.
Wait for Davao. After Suke went to Europe, the relationship between the two was not interrupted, and they kept in touch from time to time.
Besic no Davao. Suker's talent, which he was mediocre as a player, did not make it to the top European leagues, but he had some talent in coaching and had quite a bit of success with Dinamo Zagreb.
"It's not very close to Munich 1860, where you play!" Besic didn't cut to the chase and asked.
Davao. Suke nodded; "Yes! But it's a good environment, and besides, after this season, I'm going to retire. β
Let's go, Davao. Suke pulled out a cigar from the table and said; "One? I found someone to bring it from Brazil. β
Becich glanced at the cigar and said suddenly; "Let's play for another year!"
Davao. Su Ke was stunned for a moment, smiled and waved his hand; "Hey! Man, I'm getting old, I've scored a total of three goals since I moved to Munich 1860 in 2001. β
"Two seasons! Three goals! "Davao. Suke shook his head; 'It's telling me it's time for me to retire and I can't get used to the rhythm of the top flight.
"Not the top league!" Becic held out his hand to Davao. Su Ke took off the cigar in his hand, put it in the cigarette case, and said; "I mean back to Dinamo Zagreb! Playing there for a year and then retiring at the Stadio Maximir, I think that's the perfect ending! β
Davao. Suke looked at Besic and said suddenly; "Do you want me to teach someone else how to play?"
Besic was slightly surprised; "How do you know?"
Davao. Suke grinned: "Because you have the exact same tone as the professor, but you confess more than him, until I left Arsenal, the professor did not admit that he bought me to find a master for Henry!" β
"I'm tired of teaching people this kind of thing, let alone teaching a Frenchman!"
Davao. Suker was still very concerned about their defeat to France in the semi-finals of the 1998 World Cup.
"Not to teach the French, but to teach the Croats!" Besic said in a serious tone; 'You have wealth that you don't have in the whole of Croatia, you've been in the top league, you know how to train, that's something we don't have.
'In 1998 we lost to France but we played really well and you need to pass on that valuable experience so that we don't make the same mistakes and go further!'
With that, Becic placed a bag on the table.
'Dinamo Zagreb is in a terrible situation at the moment, we are even in the relegation zone, this season I will hold it up, but next season we will also have a tough task, especially on the fan side, we need to give them confidence, and you as a Croatian hero, you must be the perfect person!'
"Here's a document, I think these are the future of Dinamo Zagreb, and at the same time the future of Croatia..."
"In 1998, we were eliminated in the semi-finals, but I believe that there will be a year when the whole world will hear the last syllable of rhapsody!"
"Come back! For your unwillingness, but also for our future! β
Besic's sonorous voice also made Davao. Suker fell into a long silence.