football's most handsome

Chapter 267 Fighting the Bernabéu Again

After the lottery was over, everyone left with a bad expression on their faces, especially Carlo, the head coach of Real Madrid. Rijkaard vaguely seemed to have heard about their situation here, and laughed it off in surprise.

They were all old foxes, of course he knew what those people were plotting, but of course he didn't care.

Deportivo's top spot in the group stage is decided, and then it depends on how each team chooses.

Is it to fight for the first place and try to avoid it, or is it to be second on purpose to gain more confidence in the match?

Everyone has their own minds and thoughts.

Of course, Juan doesn't care about this at all. When the season gets busy, the things he needs to face increase instead of decrease, but at least most of them are straightforward, with only one goal-to win.

Deportivo's formation is gradually improving, but at the same time, there are wins and losses in the game. No one is surprised at this point. If Deportivo continues to win all the way, they will feel panic instead.

Competitive competition is called a competition only if there is coming and going.

After the UEFA Champions League draw, Juan calmed down.

To be honest, Deportivo's achievements in the first season are too great, and the greatest achievement the club can achieve should be nothing more than this level, right?

The young man still needs some setbacks at the beginning. Who knew that he stepped directly on the finish line in the first season that should have just started?

When a goal that was originally thought to be difficult to achieve is accomplished in this way, everyone will feel at a loss, right?

Juan was also at a loss, he even felt a little lazy-after all, unlike those serious head coaches who regard these as their lifelong careers, Juan himself actually has a huge amount of money. There is nothing wrong with Shizu, but the coaching summit and the Champions League draw reminded him.

Finding a job in his place is a very important thing.

He secretly reminded himself that he must pay attention to adjusting his mentality next.

In the league, Deportivo did win and lose. This made many people breathe a sigh of relief, but it also made some people frown.

Last season, Deportivo was able to rise rapidly like a comet, and quickly achieved great results. Therefore, this season, everyone regards Deportivo as the number one enemy. Among them, some middle and lower teams are the most.

Their idea is the simplest - they go all out, and if they win, they have defeated last season's Triple Crown, and no one will be surprised if they lose, so it is definitely a good deal!

Juan didn't think there was anything wrong. After all, he wasn't the only one who enjoyed such treatment. Both Real Madrid and Barcelona were like this. He didn't think it was strange at all.

"Speaking of which, it seems that AC Milan and Juventus have been severely injured in Serie A because of the detection of fake matches this season. The position of the world's number one league has been replaced by La Liga..." Juan thought for a while. Things that cannot be changed, Serie A will end sooner or later, but it does not mean that those teams have no power to fight.

And this time he was able to take Kaka and Rui Costa away from Berlusconi, Juan knew that it was his luck.

The decline of Serie A is inevitable, and the rise of La Liga is also irreplaceable. He knows that this is also an opportunity for Deportivo.

If Deportivo has also shown enough ability this season to prove that he is definitely not a momentary glory, he can benefit from it, and even get a share of it.

You know, even if La Liga becomes the world's No. [-] league in the future, under the pressure of Real Madrid and Barcelona, ​​the rest of the teams basically have no chance of turning around—unless someone invests, and it is still a lot of money.

Obviously, Deportivo has already stood in front of many teams at this time. What he needs to do now is to become the person who challenges the authority of the two giants and is the closest to success.

If one season is not enough, then two seasons, three seasons, these two giants must fail in the game no matter what, and Deportivo must also fight for breathing space for themselves.

The giant wheel of commercialization of football is slowly passing by, and the future of football will become more polarized. Well-known teams will expand their popularity, recruit more outstanding players, and obtain more funds and resources, while weak teams are It is entirely possible to be in debt and be on the verge of bankruptcy at any time.

It is true to say that football is a sport for all.

But football is also an aristocratic sport!No money, no power, no connections, want to run a club?

dream!

The competition is also a political field, but some are more intense, such as the national derby, while others are dark and turbulent, such as Real Madrid and Deportivo.

Real Madrid finally began to pay attention to the reaction of Deportivo and Juan. At the beginning, including Florentino, they thought that Juan would definitely return to Real Madrid in the future. After all, he grew up in Real Madrid since he was a child. The deepest feelings, and what they did was right.

All considerations have been taken into consideration, and they thought they were still doing their utmost to Juan Diaz, but it was only now that they suddenly realized it.

They feel that they have done things perfectly, but have they considered Juan Diaz's own feelings?

Just such a small mistake, Juan Diaz will never pass Real Madrid.

Only those few knew what Juan said on the night of the UEFA Champions League draw, but they would not talk too much to provoke their opponents, and watching the show at this time is obviously more interesting.

Real Madrid was very calm, thinking that although they were defeated several times last season, it was because of Redondo's presence-speaking of which, Redondo is also a former player of Real Madrid, just this point It's enough to make many Real Madrid people feel that they can't hold their face-they don't have Redondo this season, and they will definitely continue to engage in other tactics!

Calculated in this way, Deportivo this season is definitely not as scary as last season.

Now that Juan Dias has said such decisive words, there is no room for turning around, and Real Madrid is not afraid of causing trouble.

Only other teams have never been afraid of messing with Real Madrid. I have never heard of which team Real Madrid is afraid of!

Be the enemy, be the enemy, fight if you want to fight!

Both Real Madrid and Deportivo are full of fighting spirit. Without him, the next round of the league will be a confrontation between the two teams.

Carlo didn't feel full of fighting spirit, in fact, he was very worried now.

"Chairman, about Luis Figo..." He stood in front of Florentino at this moment and gritted his teeth to ask about the Portuguese winger. If they want to, it's not impossible to add trouble to Deportivo.

If people don't come back, disgusting can still be disgusting!

"Don't mention this in the future." Florentino waved his hand. He knew that this matter was a mistake made by himself, but it had already become an established fact. He didn't believe that the little fox opposite him had no means. If something happens, Real Madrid may fall into the water themselves.

So at this time, he was a little calm, and even had a little smile on his face.

"Even if he hates it so much...he came from Real Madrid." When Florentino said this, Carlo was still dazed for a moment. Of course he knew about it, so he subconsciously wanted to reprimand him , This is a conditioned reflex, and it is also a love for Juan, but why didn't he know that his chairman would be such a soft-hearted person?

"He has a good understanding of the situation here in Real Madrid. He knows where to start and can quickly catch the weaknesses. If he keeps holding back and secretly deals with Real Madrid, there is really nothing we can do, so he is willing to say it directly. It was great to face each other on the pitch," Florentino continued.

……

"You were worried about this?" Carlo asked with a frown holding back his disappointment.

"That's right." Florentino raised his eyebrows and looked at him, as if thinking of something, he sighed and waved his hand, "I know you feel uncomfortable, but it's a good thing for us to say it directly."

"I didn't mean that!" Carlo growled in disbelief, "So, is that thing true?"

"That matter?" Florentino thought for a while, and then suddenly realized, "It's not important anymore."

"What doesn't matter? That's..."

"Carlo." Florentino frowned, "This incident has already caused irreparable consequences, so now, the incident itself is not important, you know?"

Carlo was silent for a long time as if struck by lightning, and finally said shyly, "Got it."

In the eighth round of the 05-06 season, Deportivo went to the Bernabeu Stadium to compete with Real Madrid.

What they are fighting for is the No. 2 points in this round of the league.

After the current eight rounds of the league, Deportivo have lost three games, tied one game and won four games, accumulating 13 points. Real Madrid has four consecutive draws, winning three games and losing one game, which is also 13 points. Both teams are tepid Fire.

The current leader in the league group is Barcelona, ​​which leads by two points with a slight advantage of winning one game more than the two teams.

In the early stage, everyone was in a hurry. At most, it was just watching the opponent's food. Try to win the points you can, and don't force if you can't. It's just that Barcelona has Ronaldinho. people despair.

Real Madrid has an alien Ronaldo, but the problem is that this alien is now dragging his increasingly obese body due to hormones and injuries, and he can pose little threat to Ronaldinho——

What's more, I have never heard of any direct confrontation between the forwards of the two teams, but there are more opportunities to directly confront the defenders.

But here comes the problem.

How many defenses can stop him in La Liga?

Anyway, it can't be Real Madrid. His scumbag defense is completely defensive with eyes, and it can't pose any threat at all.

Real Madrid's defense is completely unbearable, even if Zidane is dispatched from it.

Juan also knows this, but he will never underestimate Real Madrid because of this.

Everyone knows that they are anti-tofu dregs, so what?

If you have the ability, try to catch your breath under the attack of Real Madrid!

Juan is a little worried about Deportivo's defense now, but these worries are useless now.

In the coach lounge at the Bernabéu, the members of the coaching staff sat and discussed the upcoming game softly, while Juan sat aside, seemingly doing nothing, but in fact...it was indeed doing nothing.

He is in a daze.

Allen was a little surprised to see him like this now. After all, before the start of the game, their young coach was always very focused, which is really rare like now.

"Juan..."

When he came back to his senses, he found that everyone was already looking at him, and Juan was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

What's the matter, the game is about to start and you are in a daze, what's wrong with you, right?

Allen slandered, and said, "It's nothing, but do you want to go and see the players?"

"It's not in a hurry. I'm going to see them changing clothes." Juan waved his hand casually, then continued after a pause, "But I still have to go out for a while, and I'll be back later."

"Okay." Allen watched Juan leave, feeling a little worried.

What's up with him?

In fact, not only Alan, but Juan himself was also thinking about what happened to him, but after thinking for a while, he still had no idea. When he stopped, he subconsciously froze for a moment.

He stood at the entrance of the player tunnel, with the wall on his left and the player tunnel on his right. Standing here, he could already hear the shouts and singing of the fans outside—but the sound of the Bernabéu has always been smaller than other places, so Juan was there for a while. Unexpectedly, he was not awakened from his contemplation.

At this moment, behind him leads to the dressing room of Deportivo, and in front of him is the road to the dressing room of the Bernabéu.

The locker rooms of the two teams are not very far away, but they are not very close, even though the two teams will eventually play together in the player tunnel.

At the moment when he was in a daze, a person came from the opposite side. When he saw his face, he was subconsciously stunned for a moment, and finally speeded up and ran over. Juan felt the strong wind blowing in front of him, and then there was a card standing in front of him. Celias.

"Juan! Why are you here?" Casillas was really surprised. After all, he was very busy at the beginning of the season, and even the phone calls were reduced to once every two days, let alone meetings.

They haven't seen each other for a month.

"Why can't I be here?" Juan raised his eyebrows and smiled, "But I have to go back to the locker room later and tell them something."

"Why don't you tell me something too?" Casillas blinked at him and smiled.

Juan smiled: "What do you want to hear?"

"Uh..." Casillas touched his cheek, which really stumped him.

He will definitely not ask Juan to say something that embarrasses him. Both of them are very clear about this. What they said just now was just a joke. However, seeing Juan’s smiling face now, Casillas felt a little guilty in his heart. up.

Juan didn't usually smile like this when he wanted to play a prank, but now he is smiling like this, his brows and eyes are stretched and peaceful, and he seems to be in a good mood. The more Casillas looks at it, the more suspicious he becomes.

Did he take the wrong medicine?

Juan didn't know that his sweetheart would think of him so much. Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, he sighed softly: "Okay, if you don't tell me, then I'll ask... Why did you come out first all of a sudden?"

"I just suddenly wanted to come out to get some air." Casillas replied subconsciously, and then he frowned, "Wait, I still..."

"The opportunity is gone." Juan smiled and stretched out his index finger and shook it. His fingers were long and thin, with well-defined joints. Casillas stared at his hand for a moment: "Is there no room for accommodation?"

"It's gone." Juan withdrew his fingers in a good mood, and said with a smile, "Unless you kiss me... eh?"

The young coach of Deportivo was stunned. Casillas was very straightforward this time. He directly stretched out his hand wearing a player's glove, and held his face in his hands. He pecked heavily on his mouth.

...To be honest, it hurts a bit.

Juan only felt his mouth go numb, took a step back and touched his mouth, and stared at the person in front of him with wide eyes. At this moment, the little coach who had been calm and calm, and even had the energy to tease others was completely confused. up.

"Are you accommodating?" Casillas was also a little uncomfortable, because his ears were red from embarrassment, but his eyes were burning when he looked over, obviously embarrassed, but very frank.

Juan looked around subconsciously, and there was no one around, so he breathed a sigh of relief and smiled bitterly: "You are too courageous."

"I know there will be no one here for the time being." Casillas said softly, squinting at him, "You haven't answered me yet."

Juan smiled wryly, he suddenly realized that he had nothing to do with the person in front of him.

In the past, I could make him turn around with a little idea or two, but now, a kiss from the other party can make him mess up.

He coughed lightly: "What do you want me to say?"

Casillas was a little dazed now.

Yeah, what does he want the person in front of him to say?

Tactical arrangement?

Starting lineup?

All the next arrangements?

Real Madrid's little goalkeeper scratched his head with his hands, but instead made his curly brown hair more messy-although he didn't realize it at all.

After thinking for a while, Casillas subconsciously raised his head to look at him.

Juan's expression was still calm at this moment. He was born with a very upright and handsome appearance. There was no flair of a Latin lover between his brows and eyes, only cold and sharp. His cold eyes were restrained and a random glance could make one's heart chill.

Even if he deliberately grew his hair long to make himself look less aggressive than a beast like before, it still seemed like a high wall that was difficult to cross was built around him.Those who don't know him will definitely be deceived by his appearance.

But in fact, who would know the undercurrent under the ice, and who would know what kind of character he is?

Who would know that at this moment... this person is just wondering?

Staring at the red lips of the man in front of him from his peck, he smiled: "Do you miss me?"

"???" Juan blinked, "Is that what you want me to say?"

"Correct."

"Don't think about anything else?"

"No, I want this sentence." Casillas said seriously, "This sentence hits more than anything else.",

Although he also felt a little embarrassed, isn't it correct for a Spanish man to directly say what his lover wants?

"...Okay." Juan didn't seem to understand. He frowned tightly and hesitated for a while before hesitating in the expectant eyes of Casillas and speaking clearly: "Do you miss me?"

"..." Casillas opened his mouth wide.

"Isn't it?" Juan said innocently.

"Are you kidding me?" Casillas grinned grimly. "You can't understand what I mean!"

"Didn't you ask me to say that?" Juan was even more innocent.

"..." Casillas found depressingly that his literary and artistic youth soul was indeed on fire, but a guy with a low EQ opposite him could quench all his enthusiasm with a pot of cold water.

"Forget it, I just came out to get some air, and the excuse was just to go to the toilet. I will be found out if I go back late." The goalkeeper of Real Madrid decided to give up this idea. Anyway, there will be more opportunities to meet in the future. He temporarily Depressed for a moment, it will be forgotten in a blink of an eye.

However, when he turned his head and walked two steps away, a smiling voice came from behind: "I miss you too."

Casillas almost staggered, and now his face flushed red again after he finally calmed down, but this time he didn't dare to turn his head back, and walked straight to the locker room in three steps at a time... Although it looked more like running away, the speed was not slower than when he came.

Juan watched him leave, the little devil's tail flicked happily behind him.

The players in Deportivo were a little uneasy. Their head coach didn't know why he seemed to be late today?

However, they didn't have to wait long, and soon the door of the locker room opened, and Juan walked in calmly.

The players waited with bated breath, the opponent on the opposite side was very strong, and they also expected their little coach to give them some encouragement.

Boosting morale is a very important way to increase the winning rate before the battle!

The young coach of Deportivo lived up to expectations. He stood in the middle of the locker room and looked around, and suddenly smiled: "Everyone, I have helped you shake the last line of defense of Real Madrid. How will you play on the court later? It's up to you."

...? ? ? ?

Allen, who was standing aside, almost lost his breath.

Facing the astonished gazes of many players, Juan stood still and showed a style of everyone: "Real Madrid is not so difficult to beat, I think we have known this since last season, the new brother We will probably know soon.”

As soon as this sentence was uttered, although everyone was still thinking about what the previous sentence meant, most of them laughed.

"However," Juan sternly said, "In this game, Real Madrid will tell us that the old teams are not so easy to beat."

"Ah?" The players were dumbfounded, "Didn't you say that you have dealt with Real Madrid's last line of defense..."

"Yeah." Juan spread his hands, "Then Real Madrid still have attack and midfielders?"

"..." Oh yes, these are the highlights.