Chapter 828: All Forwards Are Selfish (Second Update, Please Subscribe!)
Round 28 of the 2010/2011 La Liga, Hercules vs. Real Madrid.
The match lasted 65 minutes, Hercules 1:4 Real Madrid.
The word ‘Goal’ appeared on the big screen, and the whole stadium fell into silence, with only a few Real Madrid fans cheering loudly.
“Suker!!!!! The 34th goal in the league, the Croatian super shooter is charging towards the 40-goal mark in a single season!”
Suker rushed to the corner to celebrate, and all the cameras were aimed at Suker, snapping photos.
In this game, Suker scored one goal and made two assists.
He assisted Di Maria and Alonso respectively, and Kaka passed the ball to Suker, helping him to easily push the ball into the goal.
After entering the second half of the season, it is difficult for Suker’s goal number to increase as quickly as before.
These teams are gritting their teeth and holding on to Suker. Some extreme teams even have some morbid psychology, even if they lose, they have to shut out Suker.
For example, in the last game, Suker didn't score a goal at home, but Real Madrid won the game with goals from Kaka and Benzema.
The price of fame is being targeted by opponents. Suker was mentally prepared for this, but he still underestimated the determination of these guys to defend him.
But even so, Suker was still able to score goals and assists. This is Suker's ability!
The so-called complete restriction is not true at all.
In the 78th minute, Suker was substituted.
Mourinho now pays great attention to Suker's rest and state.
With goals and assists, Suker also walked off the court with satisfaction.
"Come on!"
Suker high-fived Carvalho and then sat on the bench.
"Damn it! These guys are like growing on me, and I can't get rid of them no matter what!"
Suker complained while drinking water.
In this game, Suker was at least guarded by two people throughout the game, and there was a third person to assist at any time.
But even so, he still found a gap and scored a goal.
The other substitutes of Real Madrid looked at Suker and couldn't help grinning.
They also saw the crazy defensive restrictions of Hercules on Suker.
In the case of full-time defense, only one person is needed to make them lose their voice, but in the case of two people's defense, Suker still got one shot and two passes, which is as strong as a monster.
"Suker, look here, when you received the ball here just now, there was a gap in the right front. Next time you can pay attention and pass the ball to the right front."
Suker looked up at assistant coach Faria.
Faria is a good old man. He is a very responsible coach. He usually has a very harmonious relationship with the players. It is almost impossible to find anyone who says bad things about him.
The players have nicknamed many annoying coaches and made some ridicules.
But Faria received unanimous praise.
However, good people also have good problems, that is, they think some things are too simple.
For example, this reminder, let Suker pass the ball?
What a fart!
In Real Madrid, even if Suker missed the kick, no one would say anything.
After all, this is the team's top thigh.
Besides, every striker is selfish!
If a striker is too selfless, he is definitely not a good striker.
As a striker, you must have the confidence to face the goal and kill with one shot.
Unless your position is too bad or your teammates are too good, you can pass the ball in this case.
But in other cases, it is difficult to let the striker pass the ball.
Especially for a super shooter like Suker.
When he was in AC Milan, Inzaghi had to pass the ball to me, why should he pass the ball.
Suker just went in one ear and out the other, no matter what you say, he will do the same next time!
The game ended quickly.
After Suker left the court, Real Madrid began to defend, and the score remained at 1:4.
Real Madrid successfully won the 28th round of the game, and also laid the foundation for their 28th consecutive victory in the new season.
So far, there are still ten rounds of games before the end of the league.
At this time, Real Madrid is still in a winning streak, which makes the Spanish commentator Gonzalez can't help but sigh with emotion.
"Real Madrid feels like it will produce a shocking result this season"
He didn't dare to think about it before, after all, there is no football club in the football world that wins the championship with all wins.
The most glorious record at present is Arsenal's 49-round unbeaten record.
But this is just unbeaten, they have also been tied.
But Real Madrid has won 28 consecutive rounds!
Including the King's Cup and the Champions League, their winning streak has exceeded 40 games.
I didn't dare to think about it before, but now with only ten rounds left in the winning streak, this record is a bit scary.
"For Real Madrid, the most challenging teams in front of them are Barcelona, Atletico Madrid and Sevilla!"
"If Real Madrid defeats these three teams, it may usher in a shocking season and win the championship with all wins!"
"This is a unique thing in football."
"And all this can happen to Real Madrid."
"Mourinho, we have to admire this Portuguese coach. He has shown excellent coaching level in Real Madrid and made this team a real galactic battleship!"
That's right!
This is what a galactic battleship should look like!
That stuff in the first issue was a little bit fancy but not useful.
They have a great reputation and a luxurious lineup, but they are top-heavy when playing games.
But this Real Madrid is different!
It’s so strong that it has no limits!
Everyone used to praise Barcelona, but now Real Madrid gives people a more terrifying feeling.
Barcelona is indeed strong, but occasionally they make mistakes.
But this Real Madrid team will almost never make a mistake under Mourinho's perverted demands.
In other words, their opponents simply failed to force them to make mistakes.
Everyone believes that as long as they put pressure on this Real Madrid team, they have a chance to defeat Real Madrid.
But the question is, how much pressure is this!
In other words, before they put pressure on Real Madrid, Real Madrid had torn their defense to pieces.
Barcelona's strength is that they don't know how to deal with them.
To put it bluntly, I haven’t researched it thoroughly!
The strength of Real Madrid is that I know how to deal with it, but I just can't play!
Compared to the former, the latter is even more terrifying.
Because the former can still be studied, but there are still flaws.
The latter can hardly defeat them with external forces, and can only wait for internal problems in this team to cause disintegration.
Just imagine telling them to accept their fate and wait for Real Madrid guys to decline before looking for opportunities to deal with them.
This is very uncomfortable.
Because hard power is just too strong!
Let alone them, even if Barcelona comes, they will be slapped twice!
The game is over and there is a post-game press conference.
"Real Madrid is a whole, and this is also the fundamental change that I am committed to building this team. This is the team I want. You ask me what I did, but actually what I did was very simple."
Mourinho faced the camera and raised two fingers with high spirits:
"Number one, the best defense in the world!"
"Second, the best counterattack in the world!"
Mourinho shrugged: "Look, this is how we play, and I have stated the core concept."
The reporters looked at this madman's triumphant look and felt a little jealous.
But there is no way.
Just like Mourinho said, he has told everyone the strong foundation of Real Madrid.
But... you just can't beat it!
After quarreling with the media, Mourinho felt refreshed.
After all, these guys often said bad things about him, saying that he didn't know how to be modest and polite.
Back then, Mourinho started shouting out loud and even going so far as to block certain media outlets. This guy is capable of doing this.
But now, his mentality has changed!
There is no need to waste words with these guys and lower your status!
Just say whatever you want, he will give you a loud slap in the face with the facts anyway.
Mourinho handed out a note: "These media have blacklisted me. I will no longer accept any interviews from them. There are some words below. Please help me report them through Marca."
Faria opened the note and looked at the words below.
This is a dirty word.
The kind that can't be completely covered up by retouching.
Mourinho feels refreshed.
Sure enough, it’s most refreshing to start spraying!
On March 16, the entire Arsenal team arrived in Madrid to prepare for the second leg of the Champions League quarter-finals.
After arriving from Arsenal, media reporters were also filming. Arsenal used to be very willing to cooperate with the media in publicity and interviews, but this time, they uncharacteristically refused to be interviewed. Even the always gentle Wenger was in black throughout the whole process. His face, with his brows furrowed, looked irritable.
At around 10 o'clock in the evening at the hotel where Arsenal was staying, a commercial vehicle slowly parked in the underground parking lot.
After a while, a figure wearing a baseball cap and covering his head tightly came to the business car and knocked gently on the door.
The car door opened, and a middle-aged man in a suit sat inside.
This person is the current president of Barcelona, Sandro Rosell.
"Sesk, long time no see!"
Russell smiled and said hello.
Fabregas got into the car, closed the door, and turned around and said, "I ran out secretly, so what do you want to say to me?"
"Did you do what I asked you to do?" Russell asked with a smile.
Fabregas pursed his lips and said: "Yes, I have already talked with the professor. He respects my opinion. You only need 35 million euros, and you can take me away!"
Fabregas couldn't help but feel a little guilty.
Wenger has trained himself for many years, but for the sake of performance, he must leave Arsenal.
Especially when playing against Real Madrid, after feeling the powerlessness, he became even more eager to leave.
He doesn't think he can win the Champions League at Arsenal.
Even further advancing his own honor.
People are selfish.
He made this decision also for his own future.
But what makes him feel guilty is that Wenger did not ask for a sky-high price. For a fixed price of 35 million euros, they can take away Fabregas, the core of Arsenal.
"35 million euros~~" Russell suddenly sighed, which made Fabregas feel bad.
Russell showed a helpless expression and said: "I'm sorry, Cesc, we can't get 35 million euros!"
"What?"
Fabregas was shocked.
"Can't you take it out?"
You are from Barcelona!
You are the two poles of La Liga!
How could you not come up with 35 million euros!
"In fact, we have just signed a new contract with Messi, which also includes other players. In order to encourage them, we have raised some salaries, which has also caused our finances to become tight. Regarding your transfer offer It may be downsized!”
"How can it be reduced!" Fabregas said angrily; "35 million euros! This is not expensive at all!"
There were some words that he didn't say.
He is Cesc Fabregas, and if he is willing to transfer now, someone will ask for an offer of 50 million.
It can be said that Wenger has made concessions for the future of Fabregas.
"But this is the fact! We can only offer 30 million euros at the moment. If Arsenal does not accept it, we can only give up on this transaction!"
"You fool me?!!--"
Fabregas said angrily.
"Hey! Calm down." Roselle waved his hand; "We have no choice. In fact, we are also very eager to get you, but the funds really do not allow it. Cesk, you came from La Masia. Boy, you were born to play at Camp Nou."
Fabregas calmed down slightly.
"But..." Russell changed the subject; "You have to understand our difficulties. We really have no money!"
"Is it really gone?" Fabregas confirmed again; "Or... how many people should be sold?"
Rosell glanced at Fabregas and continued to shake his head: "Guardiola does not agree to sell people. In fact, the amount of money that can be squeezed out is already the limit. In other words, we can give you some compensation in terms of salary, but Unable to invest more transfer funds!”
"What should we do?" Fabregas asked irritably.
"The professor will not agree. This is the lowest price, and some people in the club already know that I am leaving. If you suddenly withdraw the offer."
Fabregas shut up abruptly.
He revealed too much.
Russell's eyes lit up, and he still had the same expression, and said with a smile, "In that case, why don't you convince the professor? After so many years of relationship between you, I think he should make some concessions, right?"
Fabregas left in a daze.
Commercial vehicles also exit the underground parking lot.
In the car, Rosell called Vice Chairman Bartomeu.
"It's almost over with Cesk. Your plan is very effective. He has already begun to waver."
Russell smiled and said towards the phone.
How could it be possible that Barcelona couldn't afford 5 million euros.
It's just that they don't want to pay.
In other words, they don't think Fabregas is worth the money.
If it is a player of the level of Suker or Messi, they can spend 100 million. Even if they have to spend several seasons of transfer funds, even if it is a loan, they will pay the money.
But Cesc Fabregas is not among them.
Rosell was just elected president of Barcelona this season.
He needs a result, a beautiful result.
Not only was Fabregas brought back, but he was also brought back at a low price, just like AC Milan's Galliani, who used his own methods and various plans to lower the price.
So that you can have a beautiful resume.
He believed that Fabregas had begun to waver. After all, Fabregas had been completely confused from just now.
As for Arsenal, he doesn't care.
The next day, Arsenal players marched on the pitch at the Santiago Bernabeu Stadium.
Fabregas looked extremely confused and out of shape.
There were errors in several passes and receptions.
"Sesk!"
Wenger suddenly said sharply: "Cheer up, tonight is the game, we can talk about those things after the game, now focus on the game."
Hearing this, Fabregas was shocked.
He exhaled slowly.
Wenger is right.
Now it is time to focus on the game.
Moreover, this game is very crucial. Barcelona's offer is not sincere. This is all based on their poor performance.
But if they can beat Real Madrid at the Santiago Bernabeu, then that may not be the case.
With this result, they also have more capital to bargain with Barcelona.
To put it bluntly, he really doesn't want to be at odds with Arsenal as a last resort.
You must leave.
But at least he wanted to have some dignity.
Use your performance to win back the so-called ‘5 million euros’.
Fabregas clenched his fist hard.
Just beat Real Madrid, just show Barcelona that he is worth the price, and everything will be taken care of.
Fabregas exhaled slowly.
Now, it's time for them to face Real Madrid.
Madrid is brightly lit at night.
The Bernabeu Stadium is even more shining under the lights.
Tens of thousands of Real Madrid fans gathered here. Most of them have entered the stadium, but a small number of people stayed around the stadium.
Hala Madrid!
Hala Madrid!
Hala Madrid!
The audience was filled with the cheers of tens of thousands of Real Madrid fans.
On this Champions League night, the morale of Real Madrid fans is high. They want to defeat Arsenal at home and advance to the Champions League quarter-finals with their heads held high.
For Arsenal, the task in this game is extremely heavy.
Because they lost at home, if they want to advance, they must score at least three goals in this game, and that is when Real Madrid does not score.
Under such a difficult task, some Arsenal players feel great pressure.
But Fabregas' eyes are burning.
"Guys, let's fight for a future and let everyone see the Gunners' ability. Real Madrid will not make mistakes? That's because the pressure is not big enough, and we can make them make mistakes. Show your fighting spirit, you are the best, believe in yourself! Believe in your teammates!"
Fabregas put on the captain's armband and said with all his strength: "Win this game!"
An impassioned speech mobilized a certain amount of morale, but when they entered the player tunnel.
When they stood on the side of Real Madrid.
Looking at these guys in white uniforms and indifferent expressions, they suddenly felt a huge pressure coming.
Fabregas also turned his head to look at Suker at the end.
Suker looked up and just looked at each other.
Suker stared.
Little guy! What are you worried about!