Juan Belleron, panting, walked into the player tunnel with his teammates, walked into the luxurious locker room, glanced at the cloudy Basque people, Belleron lowered his eyes, sat in the corner and leaned against
The wardrobe is waiting for the hair dryer to be turned on.
Sure enough, the black-faced Basque kept talking, and the needle drop could be heard in the locker room, and there was even a slight echo.
Belleron didn't know if this was his illusion, but what is certain is that it has been more than five years, the same coach, the same teammates, the same training, the same games, the same hair dryer. When he thinks of this, Belleron
I feel a little involuntarily tired.
The Basques have reason to be proud of bringing a team like Depor to where it is today. By the way, they also teach the players submissively. It is precisely because of his high pressure that the teammates are exceptionally united. Depor players can
Despite being exhausted, they are always working hard, but it is difficult to perform beyond the ordinary; teammates are used to moving forward in silence, but they also lack a lot of passion.
Who was the last person who dared to tear through this iron curtain? Oh, Sergio, this strange Brazilian, he actually hit the Basques with a headbutt in training, and he was sold as expected.
There are also "Uruguayans" who dare to quarrel with him, but under the threat of being loaned to the lower leagues, they seem to have stopped making noises. Everything in Deportivo is still the same, as if it is a black and white world, as if it is not a very precise machine.
The machine rumbles without mistakes or surprises, consuming the youth and lives of the team members over and over again.
"hehe."
In the locker room, while Irueta picked up the water glass and prepared to drink before fighting again, a low laugh came from the room.
Belleron raised his eyelids, and in front of the head coach, Rey was sitting with his hands on his knees, sitting upright, but with a smile on his face, looking at the Basque.
The corner of Belleron's mouth slowly rose. Rey is indeed the most highly educated among the active players. He is very smart and never confronts the Basques head-on, but he always finds a way to make him surrender. Just like now, everyone is sitting upright, fearing
It angered him, but he was the only one who didn't care. It seems that everything has changed since Rey came to Deportivo?
"Why are you laughing?" Irueta glared at Wang Ai angrily.
"I was very moved after listening to your speech. I learned a lot, so I'm very happy." Wang Ai quickly stood up and explained: "Head coach, go ahead and drink water. Don't let me disturb you. Your speech reminded me of Martin Road."
Durkin's "I Have a Dream."
"I..." Irueta waved his arms. His originally clear speech ideas and accumulated momentum had been interrupted. How could he speak? Besides, the team members didn't like his hair dryer. It wasn't like he didn't know that.
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"Forget it, remember what I just said, take a good rest for a few minutes!" Irueta went out with a dark face, hands behind his back, intending to calm down.
As soon as the door of the locker room closed, there was a "hoo" in the small room, and everyone let out a sigh of relief. Then they looked at each other funny, and then looked at Rey, who was standing and dancing in front of people.
"We must equalize in the second half, otherwise he will chase me everywhere with a javelin!"
There was laughter in the locker room. Irueta is a Basque, and this nation is the oldest nation in Europe. If the total population was not too small, it might be called an "ancient civilization" or something. The European continent has been at war for thousands of years.
Even though it happens frequently, the Basques are still the Basques, which shows that this nation is very brave.
Irueta is a typical Basque: a devout Catholic, an incomprehensible national language and... a very aggressive temperament! Otherwise, an old man in his 50s can still fight with a young man? That's exactly
Under his tyrannical power, various players from all over Spain and even Europe and South America were brought to Deportivo and trained into a group of obedient little sheep.
Deportivo has only one leader, a violent, domineering, hairless old lion-like Basque man!
Then, a little fox accidentally appeared, and it cunningly intervened in the conflict between the lion and the sheep. While pleasing the old lion, it appeases the sheep, thus achieving both ends, and even got the nickname Rey!
Well, this still has something to do with his good performance on the court, not just cunning.
Beleron kept silent and thought to himself, if he was just smart and like a clown, he would never gain the respect of these arrogant teammates. But he knew very well that many teammates secretly had
The idea of transfer has been around for a long time. If Depor hadn't still qualified for the Champions League, it would have fallen apart, right?
When I think of Rey who has just arrived for half a season and is enjoying himself in Depor like a fish in water, trusted by the coach, respected by his teammates, liked by the fans, and even the boss Lendoiro is very fond of him. Belleron is a little envious, he is just too stupid, so
Neither Camacho nor Seth trusted him, especially Seth who always called him a "softie."
With confused thoughts, Belleron followed his teammates out of the locker room rather distractedly, crossed the sideline, and stepped onto the lawn.
Just when he walked onto the field, there was a shout from behind. Belleron turned his head curiously and found Rey standing outside the sideline waving his arms: "Fuck Real Madrid!"
On the other side of the Real Madrid bench, many big-name substitutes glared at him.
Although the visiting teams that came to this stadium all had this idea in mind, there were still too few people who openly shouted out like this, and they were too indifferent. How on earth do you take people so seriously without taking them seriously! Meilinger was anxious.
He can also beat people up.
Wang Ai ignored it and found that Beleron turned his head and gave a thumbs-up to his waist: "Old Hu, you can do it!"
Beleron knew that "Lao Hu" called him, although it was a bit puzzling. My father's surname is "Bellelon" and my first name is "Juan". What is this "Lao Hu"?
Being praised by Wang Ai, the haze in Belleron's heart dissipated. Yes, I am already very good! In order to stay in the national team, I have to insist on tough physical confrontation in every game, but if Coach Seth is wrong
Where is it?
This small episode on the sidelines was not taken seriously by people, and soon people's attention was attracted by the outburst of Belleron.
Vereron, who no longer engages in physical confrontations that he is not good at and is very painful, seems to have returned to the year when he competed in the European Youth Championship in his early 20s. In that year, Vereron won the first championship in his career.
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For half an hour from the 5th minute to the 35th minute of the second half, Belleron, whose face was no longer young and whose feet were extremely flexible, was almost unstoppable. Facing the impact of Makelele, a powerful midfielder, Belleron
Lairon no longer gritted his teeth and resisted, but instead used his nimble footsteps to tease his opponent.
Belleron's former spirituality returned, as if a drop of oil had been added to the heavy and creaking machine of Laco.
This chapter has been completed!