After losing the key battle with Manchester United, the morale of the players in the locker room was very low after the game. On Christmas Day, no one was happy. Aldridge walked into the locker room after the game but clapped his hands and said: "Man
Guys, forget about the game, take a shower and change clothes, then we'll take a plane
Go home and have a happy New Year with your family. Don’t let your family be affected by this loss. Today is the only day. We can completely treat football as work. Go home, forget about work, and spend time with your family and children.
Be a good father, husband, or child."
After hearing Aldrich's words, the players' spirits recovered a little.
Life still has to go on, especially in the cheerful atmosphere of the New Year. They should put their families first. This is understandable. Aldridge is not an unkind head coach. There is no need to be harsh on the players today.
Too many, and they lost to Manchester United in an away game. They were not an absolutely guaranteed victory. There were many factors for the loss, but we cannot put all the blame on the players and let them increase the pressure.
While Aldridge was chatting with Ferguson, the Millwall players also took a shower in the locker room and changed their clothes. Then the whole team got on the bus to the airport. Because today is a special day, they came to play.
The competition is a chartered flight, which can save time when going back.
After less than an hour's flight, the plane landed at London Airport. Aldridge dismissed the team directly at the airport and also gave them the Christmas gifts prepared by the club.
Aldrich returned to his parents' house for the holidays. The house was quite lively today. In addition to the second brother Andrew, the eldest brother Barnett came here with his family of three. There was also Rowling and her daughter who were orphaned and widowed in London.
A sumptuous dinner was prepared at home. They were all waiting for Aldrich.
"How are you feeling?"
Rowling sat on the sofa and asked with a gentle smile on her face.
Aldrich asked in surprise: "Of course it's very good, why do you ask?"
Rowling pointed to the TV, which was still showing the commentary program for the Premier League game.
Aldrich sighed with a wry smile, and then said: "Well, actually I don't care much. I think if I lost today's game a month ago or a month later, no one would ask me specifically how I would feel.
How about. It’s normal to lose and win in football.
Sometimes it's just bad luck, so there's no need to worry about it. But today, I tried my best to forget about the game, but when I think of the players' disappointed faces, it's like I gave them a very bad Christmas.
I feel a little uncomfortable."
"Your work is really hard. My father-in-law said there will be a competition in three days, and you don't even have a holiday. I think if you feel uncomfortable, you should stop and relax. But you don't seem to have this space."
Aldridge chuckled and nodded: "I don't have time. The job of a football head coach is really stressful beyond ordinary people's imagination. My plan is to retire when I am 50 years old, otherwise my heart may not be able to bear it. By the way, Jesse
Where’s the card?”
Rowling glanced in the direction of the back garden and said: "He is playing with your nephew in the back. The two little guys are of the same age. Bowen is a very polite child and can easily become friends with children of the same age. Jessica is rare."
I am very happy to know such a child."
Aldrich shook his head and whispered: "In fact, I have always thought that the education method of my elder brother and sister-in-law is wrong. They suppress the child's nature too much. Bowen is only four years old, but he feels independent and stable. He never
They say the wrong things and don’t act coquettishly. I really don’t know how they want to educate their children.”
Rowling held the blond hair beside her ear with her right hand and said with a smile: "When you have children, you may understand them."
"It's time to eat!"
Mother Amelia shouted in the dining room, acting like a typical civilian housewife. Even though she has been pampered for so many years, she still can't learn the tricks of a noble lady. She is definitely not like Aldrich's sister-in-law. Now
Aldrich and his sister-in-law would hardly say a word apart from formulaic greetings.
Because he felt that his sister-in-law had become a bit artificial and seemed to be deliberately creating the image of a lady and celebrity. However, this kind of temperament is difficult to develop, so Barnett could never take off the label of "nouveau riche".
"Son, come here, sit here."
Arthur, who looked unhappy, waved to Aldrich to sit next to him. The Hall family did not have a high-low dining table arrangement, so Aldrich sat next to his father.
Arthur began a long speech, reviewing the game between Millwall and Manchester United.
This made Aldrich dumbfounded, especially since Arthur put forward many incredible theories.
For example, are Beckham's sneakers and match balls the secret weapons of Manchester United?
Beckham has been the focus of the British football circle since he became famous, and news about him has also been talked about. One of them is that he wears different sneakers in every game.
When Zambrotta slipped and fell on the court and was injured, Arthur firmly believed that Manchester United did it on purpose!
In order to make Beckham perform better on that side, water was poured on that side of the court!
Aldrich and the others burst into laughter.
This is a divine theory!
According to this, Erwin also slipped in the second half. Is it also a conspiracy of Manchester United? Is it to destroy their own main force?
After a pleasant dinner, Arthur ran upstairs, and then came down with a lot of gift boxes, acting as an elder to give Christmas gifts to the younger generations. Even Rowling was no exception. After all, she was only smaller than
Barnett was two or three years older, so there was nothing wrong with Arthur treating her as a junior.
Rowling came to Bowen's house today and prepared a Harry Potter novel for Bowen, and then gave some more ordinary gifts to the others. Aldrich's was a tie.
Barnett spent a lot of money and prepared a lot of expensive gifts when he returned home. He chose a Cartier necklace to give to Rowling. As for the other two brothers, they spent a lot of money, including two mansions in the suburbs of London.
Both Andrew and Aldridge did not refuse and happily accepted the mansion, which was worth more than one million pounds, but Aldridge was not interested in enjoying it. He thought it was too troublesome and was a bit far from the training base. He still liked to live in his own small apartment.
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As night fell, Aldrich drove Rowling and her daughter home. Jessica and Bowen played all night and were so exhausted that they fell asleep in the back seat. Aldrich deliberately drove the car very slowly to avoid fast traffic.
The inertia of the turn woke her up.
"I'm sorry for rashly inviting you here today. Actually, I don't know if this will make you feel embarrassed. After all, you are not familiar with my family."
"It feels good. At least I know you and Andrew. I have also imagined what the Hall family, known as London's new rich, will be like. I am afraid that I will meet some domineering guys. However, Arthur and Ami
Leah made me feel very warm. The Hall family is just an ordinary big family. You just have more money than ordinary people, but money has not changed you."
In previous years, Rowling spent Christmas at her sister's house. Although she was with her family, she was a guest. This year it was different. She was a guest at Hall's house, which actually made her very happy.
Especially my daughter Jessica made a new friend.
Rowling's working hours are relatively free, so she invited Aldridge to join her reading club when she was free. She also established a social circle in London, which can be regarded as a number of literati. They regularly exchanged some reading thoughts, shared experiences, and communicated with each other.
Recommended, Aldrich readily agreed. When he has time, he also reads to fill his time. Having professionals who can recommend some readings is better than nothing.
On the way back to her apartment, Melanie's phone call came in from the United States. She and the Spice Girls had successfully entered North America and had begun planning a global tour after the New Year. It is estimated that in the New Year, the young couple will still be together.
With less gathering and more separation, the Spice Girls' concert schedule is terrifying. It is estimated that there will be at least dozens of concerts in various places throughout the year.
After returning home to take a shower and go to bed, Aldridge couldn't help but start thinking about the Premier League in three days before going to bed.
Millwall will visit Highbury to challenge Arsenal.
He fell asleep thinking about it. In a daze, he was woken up by a phone call. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked at the time. It was less than 5 o'clock in the morning.
After he picked up the phone, he heard Yiwen's voice, and his tone was very solemn.
"I'm at your door. Open the door. Something happened."
Aldrich shuddered and sat up. He was wearing pajamas and didn't care about his appearance. He went downstairs and opened the door. Sure enough, Yiwen in a warm coat was standing at the door of his house.
It's still dark, what could happen?
After entering the door, Yi Wen said bluntly and without expression: "Within three hours, the headlines of the major newspapers in Fleet Street on the first day of the New Year will be: Millwall Christmas Sex Party!"
Aldrich held his hands on the sofa, his expression was extremely exciting, surprised, shocked, angry, and then suspicious.
"Where did you hear the news?"
"I am in charge of club publicity and have made many friends. Someone told me about this half an hour ago. It was just a tell. There is no way I can hide it."
Aldrich turned around, held the sofa with both hands, lowered his head, and asked in a deep voice: "What on earth happened?"
"At about 11 o'clock last night, a reporter followed and photographed several Millwall players entering a nightclub. Then they went in disguised to inquire about information at close range and took a lot of photos. The general content is that except for Millwall players, other
The men were supposed to be their friends, and the women present were basically all call girls, more than 30 of them!”
Aldrich squeezed the sofa with his hands and made a sizzling sound, but his voice was soft and steady: "Who is there?"
"I looked at some photos and the ones I can identify are: Rio Ferdinand, Frank Lampard, Daniel Mills, Richard Wright, Ashley Cole, Paul Robinson,
Joe Cole, David Dunn. But I haven’t seen all the photos. It is said that there should be Vassell and Jeffers. However, I don’t know how many people participated in the whole process or left early.
Know.”
Aldrich repeated the names one by one.
Finally, he lowered his head and laughed angrily.
"So, all of them are local players from England? In other words, except for Parker, Carrick, and King, all the other adult English players are here to have fun.
Okay, okay, damn it, I'm always worried about destroying someone, but it's better for you, you're nothing, but you can't wait to be romantic and happy, hehehe. There are more than 30 women, how can they be so rich?
"
Yiwen took a step closer and said softly: "It is said that these call girls are paid several hundred pounds each. It is estimated that the cost for one night is about two hundred thousand pounds. Don't you know?"
Aldrich grinned and said, "Why do I know this? I really want to hold a sex party, and I look down on women who open their legs for hundreds of pounds. If I want to have fun, I want to have the most luxurious one!"
Upon hearing this, Yiwen turned his face to the side and snorted coldly.
Aldrich took a deep breath, straightened up and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I just spoke in anger."
"They don't live up to their expectations. You don't have to do this."
“It’s because they failed to live up to their expectations that I’m even more angry!” (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for better and faster novels!
