After sending away Robben, who was full of "getting a bargain", Wang Ai went to bed early. He no longer cared about the disappointment of the club and other teammates. He helped the team win a European championship last season, and He is also the Champions League Golden Boot. No matter from any angle, he is worthy of this club and these teammates.
And Liverpool, who "should" have won the championship last season, was eliminated early in the group stage due to insufficient points. From this perspective, his injury by Gerrard can be regarded as "God's will"...
When he woke up in the morning, Wang Ai jogged on the streets of Liverpool for ten minutes. On the surface, he seemed to be moving normally, but in fact, it still hurt when he moved his muscles, and he couldn't even exert force. A professor in Tubingen told He: Your strength is too great, and in extreme cases you will strain yourself, so next you need to improve the strength of your muscles, bones, and tendons, and also add a little flexibility.
In this way, the "practicing yoga" that I joked about before will really be put on the agenda.
After coming back from the street, Wang Ai bought a lot of newspapers and went to the hotel restaurant to read the newspapers while eating with his teammates. After a big battle last night, his teammates were very tired, and they lost the game, so they were not in a good mood, so today Wang Ai was the only one who had continued to do morning exercises. When they saw Wang Ai coming back, they all said hello, and those who were interested picked up a newspaper to read.
There is still no good news about Chelsea in the English press today. At present, everyone knows that there are problems within the club. Outside reporters can’t even guess and make up as much as they know. Everyone’s will is a little depressed. They have seen something bad. The news didn't make me angry either.
Returning to London at noon, Jose announced a day off. Wang Ai went to the university to sit there all afternoon and discussed the term paper and graduation thesis with his tutor, and came back in the evening.
Now that the Champions League has been lost, the club must defeat Manchester United in the league and FA Cup. Currently, the league points are the same, and the two sides meet in the FA Cup final. For Chelsea, there are three league games and one football game left this season. FA Cup. Of course, Manchester United's life is not easy, and they have one more Champions League final than Chelsea.
The two Red Devils met in the Champions League final, which became another grudge between Manchester United and Liverpool.
In the evening, Wang Ai returned to his home in Cobham. Since his movements were basically normal, he no longer hid upstairs to eat, but went down to the living room on the first floor to have dinner with everyone. There were too many people and the table was not big enough, so he simply It became a meal-sharing system. Seven people took turns cooking and resting if they were injured or sick. In this regard, neither Wang Ai nor Xu Qinglian was special. Relatively speaking, Wang Ai had many competitions and tight time, so Yan Zhu and Zhao Dan cooks more. But Xu Qinglian only goes to school and is not so nervous, so she cooks more.
It's just that seven people can't eat together. The style of the three men is simply "big fish and big meat", and the style of the three women is simply "exquisite and rich". They have already endured the torture of "big fish and big meat" for half a year. Kangsi "defected" in an instant. As a result, there are now two people cooking in the kitchen, the man doing the man's thing, and the woman doing the woman's thing.
When the meals are ready, they are all served in big bowls. Whoever likes to eat can put what they like on their own plates. Although they taste a lot of each other, they generally follow their own tastes. Kangsi’s Spanish meals are very good.
Let three people like Xu Qinglian.
"Hmph, we have the same taste!" Wang Ai ate his own steak and looked at the women sharing Spanish bread with disdain.
The women rolled their eyes at Wang Ai and continued to chat with each other. Wang Ai got up and went to the refrigerator to get a drink. He sat down and read the foreign newspapers that had arrived in the afternoon. He took a bite of the steak and then felt an indescribable smell.
The smell goes straight to the brain.
Wang Ai held the steak in his mouth, his expression was stiff, his neck was stiff, and his eyelids were shaking. It took more than ten seconds to recover. He couldn't bear to spit out the beef in his mouth. He chewed it stiffly and swallowed it. Then he took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice:
"What the hell is this?"
Several women were staggering with laughter. Xu Qinglian pushed over a small bottle: "horseradish."
Wang Ai quickly pushed back, and his head even shook uncontrollably a few times, like Parkinson's: "Hey, am I sick? Eat this?"
"Eat seafood!" Kang Si forked a piece of sea cucumber to Wang Ai.
Wang Ai looked at the green sea cucumber with disgust, wiped a large part of it and put it in his mouth, but was almost knocked off the table by the smell. If he doesn't eat this stuff for the rest of his life, he might forget the taste, but he will definitely
Will never forget that reaction.
It's so intense.
Today's overseas newspapers are also very strong, making extensive comments on last night's game, and the words are very sharp. Probably because this year's Champions League semi-finals, the Premier League won three seats, and the final became a civil war in the Premier League, leaving the other five major leagues
Journalists' bonuses have become smaller, so their attacks have become particularly fierce.
Maradona's national teammate Valdano, a powerful figure in Real Madrid, criticized in Marca: "Since the magical Wiwi left, the Champions League semi-final between Chelsea and Liverpool has lost its suspense. Yes, the victory
There is still suspense about losing, but it is not what I pay the most attention to. I hope that in the Champions League, which is almost the strongest club competition in the world, I can see not only the victory or defeat, but also the football culture and art of football."
"It was a very intense and direct game, full of tactics. Both teams did their best according to the arrangements of the two coaches. But what about the short pass? No, fake action? No, change of speed? No, one-two?
Crossing someone with crotch? No, heels? Stop talking nonsense! Nothing. This is an ugly game full of utilitarianism on the highest stage!"
"The best performance in the game was Drogba, not because he showed any great skills, but because he had the best body. The talented Joe Cole was also lost in the fierce collision. If this is the reality of football,
Then the genius and technology that have fascinated us over the past century will say goodbye to us!"
In the last paragraph, Valdano unleashed his ultimate move, almost using personal attacks and professional discrimination to criticize: "This is not to blame the players of the two teams, the problem lies with their head coaches. They are all people who failed in the professional player stage.
So their desire for glory is insatiable, they despise football skills and football genius, they hate any uncontrolled factors, they do not believe in improvisation and flash of inspiration on the court, and they turn those stars into their hands absolutely
Obedient pawns. In short, Mourinho and Benitez, either jealous or confused, are unanimously trying to obliterate the art of football."
This chapter has been completed!