Chapter 283 Goodbye!

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Chapter 283 Goodbye!

What is Mourinho thinking on the sidelines at this moment?

He didn't think about anything, but came to Leicester City's medical team and gave a friendly greeting.

"Xia, am I okay?"

The Leicester City medical team glanced at Mourinho warily, and Xia Xing waved his legs to indicate that everything was fine.

Mourinho did not stay longer and turned back to the Chelsea coach's bench.

If you stay a little longer, you will be considered a spy.

At this moment, Mourinho really didn't think much about it. He cared about Xia Xing from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing Xia Xing's desperate moment just now, Mourinho thought of many people.

Lampard, Essien, Drogba, and even the aging Terry.

This is Chelsea's first period, their iron-bloodedness is their biggest feature.

Even if we win the championship in the second phase of the season, it will not be a victory at the tactical level, not the spiritual level.

For Chelsea, they have already lost their most precious thing.

It is also the thing that Mourinho left to this team that they most desired.

It doesn't matter anymore, I just wanted to leave anyway.

Before that game, Mendes had called him in advance.

After that game, he will leave the Blues coaching position.

Even regardless of winning or losing in that game, it turned out to be already doomed.

That's why he has lined up many of his tough players tomorrow, such as Matic, Willian, etc.

The guy who had been causing trouble in the locker room had been thrown on the bench.

No wonder he was called a dog by Arsenal fans, is he really a dog?

Looking at the way Xia Xing and Matic fought desperately just now, Mourinho sighed.

I want to know if Matic is much taller than Xia Xing, and he will definitely suffer from that collision.

But Fu Xia Xing still went all out and was not afraid.

That courage and responsibility is worth learning from the entire Chelsea team!

Shortly after Xia Xingdong played, the referee also blew the whistle at the end of half-time.

Back in the locker room, Mourinho rarely talked about many tactical issues tomorrow.

He looked around, looking at the players one by one.

Some people hold their heads high and have sincere misunderstandings, some people lower their heads and dare not look directly at it, and some people feel sad and cannot bear to look directly at it.

well……

Looking at the players, Mourinho suddenly felt sad.

He has coached many teams, but his feelings for Chelsea are the most special.

Two years ago, I accepted Abu's invitation to come back for the second time, and it was based on emotion.

Unexpectedly, now, the fate is completely gone.

He did not criticize players who performed poorly in the first half of the game, nor did he say anything tactically related.

He pulled up a chair, walked in front of the players, and spoke slowly.

"Lads, first of all he wants to say thank you to us.

"We heard you right, thank you.

"Thanks to our hard work in those two seasons, especially in helping Chelsea win back the league title this season.

"Are we really great?

"They had some trouble that season, and it was a lot of trouble.

"He knows some of us don't even want to play football anymore.

"He wants us to remember that performance on the pitch is not just about the team.

"I don't want to deny him as the head coach.

“More negation would be negating ourselves.

"Use your outstanding performance to win yourself a salary increase, a long-term contract, or a new job.

"None of that belongs to us.

“At the end of that season, he didn’t even see our normal strength in his mind.

"He is very sorry, let alone extremely sad,

"So he wanted us to cheer up,

“If we don’t fight, we fight against everyone, but if we don’t fight, we fight against ourselves.

"Come on, boys,

"All the best for our future.

"goodbye!"

After saying those words, Mourinho didn't even stop in the locker room, he opened the door and left.

That made the Chelsea players look at each other and the coaching staff was silent for a while.

Even Mourinho is distraught.

He stood on the edge of the court and looked at the fans in the stands.

In the visiting team's fans stand, many Chelsea fans held banners high.

"José, they always support me!"

Reading the text, Mourinho suddenly wanted to cry.

How great would it be if I could become Chelsea's Ferguson...

At this time, the halftime break has ended, and players from both sides are running on the court.

Leicester City players came next, and Xia Xinghou was the last one to come out.

Mourinho greeted him friendly: "Xia, how is my injury?"

Xia Xing shrugged: "He is actually very playable, but coach Ranieri forced him to rest in the east game."

Mourinho breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, that's good."

Xia Xing curled his lips: "Even if he is not present, they still have a lot of talents in the midfield."

Mourinho waved his leg: "I misunderstood him, he didn't mean that. To be honest, he was already worried about the outcome of that game, and he just asked his players to play with their own characteristics.

, he will be content, and he will no longer seek victory or defeat.”

Xia Xing asked, "Are you really not asking for more?"

Mourinho nodded firmly: "Don't ask again. Compared with the outcome of that game, he even cared more about my body and hoped that nothing would happen to me."

"Then..." Facing that concern, Xia Xing didn't even know what to say.

Mourinho smiled slightly and patted Xia Xing on the shoulder: "Young man, I am great and very helpful. In his heart, I am not the second genius at that time, or even the second genius in the world in his heart. If he

If he had a choice, the player he wanted most was not Cristiano Ronaldo or Messi, but me. Come on, young man, I don’t have to worry about my future.”

Looking at Mourinho turning away, Xia Xing didn't know what to say for a moment.

He slowly walked back to the bench, and assistant coach Shakespeare came over: "Xia, I don't want to let him fool me. He can't protect himself now, so he has the time to poach people?"

Xia Xing shook his head: "He didn't poach him, they just chatted casually, just like friends, don't think too much about it."

"Oh, that's good." Shakespeare was relieved.

Xia Xing turned his head again and looked at the Chelsea coaching bench. That figure was standing on the sidelines.

Although he is still tall and straight, he always looks a little complicated...

In the east half of the game, Drinkwater replaced Dong Xia Xing, and he also played quite well against Chelsea, who were recovering in form.

Although he is not as limited as Xia Xing, his comprehensive skills will not allow him to firmly control Leicester City's midfield.

Excellent performance on both offense and defense.

Even Mourinho keeps notes in his notebook.

"The third group of scouts focused on Drinkwater."

Even though they are about to part ways, Mourinho is still working hard for Chelsea.

In the eastern half of the game, both teams scored one goal each.

Willian's goal gave Chelsea fans hope, but Drinkwater's long shot defeated the Blues again.

Previously, Leicester City defeated Chelsea 3-1 at home and continued to maintain a distant lead in the league.

After that game, Mourinho finally said goodbye...

(End of chapter)


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