Chapter 69
Although he did not toss and turn and had difficulty falling asleep, after being shocked by the true face of the national team from Lampard, Endritt looked a little wilted when he woke up the next day, with his golden hair hanging on his head. Like a sunflower that has lost its rays of sunlight.
"Are you awake or have a cold?"
After Nderit opened the door and got in the car, Mourinho noticed at a glance that Nderit was not in good condition. "There is a game today, and you are not in good condition. "
On November 3rd, Chelsea will go to the DW Stadium to challenge Wigan Athletic away from home.
This is also the 12th round of the Premier League. It coincides with an away game and an unfamiliar stadium. Mourinho thought for a while and said: "If you really have no energy, why don't you stop playing today?"
Endritt He raised his head blankly, his eyes exuding the light of "wisdom".
Mourinho choked, "Were you listening to me just now?"
Endrit pursed his lips and silently called for his golden finger in his heart, "System, what did the coach say just now?" '
System 33 began to repeat what Mourinho said earlier.
Endrit read back 1:1, and then expressed his thoughts, "No need to coach, I am just, um... a bit unfounded, probably."
Mourinho raised his eyebrows slightly, "What do you mean?"
"I just agreed to come in. The national team, but the situation seems not to be good now. If I lose the game after joining the national team, and we still fail to qualify for the European Cup finals, then..." "
Then McLaren will be dismissed," Mourini Austrian stepped on the accelerator and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this kid wasn't obsessed with something weirder. "How many players in the England national team are there that other clubs covet? Beckham, Lampard, Gerrard, Crouch." No matter which one of these players is taken alone, McLaren loses one game after another with these players."
"Now, he recruits you into the national team. If you lose again, Mourinho sneered, "Believe me, he will definitely not be able to find any football-related job in the future." "What does
it
have to do with you? Beckham can't even save the national team. " What do you, a little goalkeeper
, know about football?" Endrit covered his mouth to prevent himself from laughing too loudly, but his eyes were filled with stars. "Yes, yes, I am just a little goalkeeper, what do you know about football? ~"
Endrit was in a happy mood. He was already radiant after arriving at Chelsea with coach Mourinho. He was even in high spirits after arriving at the DW Stadium with the team. He kept doing tricks during the warm-up, which attracted exclamations from the fans in the stands.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, with the whistle of referee Bennett, the game officially started.
After the start, Endritt, who was in high spirits and very energetic, soon discovered that he had no use in this game. The players from Wigan Athletic found it difficult to break through their poor Chelsea defense.
In the 11th minute, Lampard received a pass from wide midfielder teammate Wright Phillips in the middle and shot in the penalty area.
In the 18th minute, Wright-Phillips once again assisted teammate Belletti to score with a shot.
Less than twenty minutes into the game, Chelsea took a 0:2 lead by two goals. Endritt came to a rough conclusion: Wigan Athletic's defense was not very good either.
Could it be that Chelsea are going to stage the "Manchester City tragedy" that just happened not long ago at the DW Stadium in this game?
After more than twenty minutes, Endritt silently overturned his previous thoughts.
When heading to the locker room during the halftime break, Endritt couldn't help but glance at Coach Mourinho several times: I wonder if the coach sometimes regrets that he developed the bus-setting technique that tortures the opposing team. Defensive formation.
"Look what I'm doing?"
Mourinho raised his hand, grabbed Endrit's neck and pressed down, "Why, are you bored when you can't save the ball on the court?"
Endrit lowered his head and escaped smoothly. Coach Mourinho's clutches, "There's no boredom."
Mourinho said oh and said nothing more at the moment.
However, after the game ended with the final score at 0:2 and the team returned to Chelsea on the bus, Mourinho called Endritt to the office for a heart-to-heart talk.
"Do you know how many strikers in England are famous and make headlines every year?" Mourinho opened his arms and gestured. "There are countless. In fact, they only need to complete it once in a game. A goal can make him famous all over the UK in an instant. "
But if an ordinary goalkeeper wants to get the fame he deserves, he often needs to use a whole season, or maybe more seasons, to prove his strength."
"You will be in the league later. We will also encounter many teams like Wigan Athletic today. When they face a strong team and find that they cannot counterattack, they will choose to give up the game and save their strength and energy to face a team that is similar to or better than them. The worse team wins the game and earns more points to ensure the final ranking.
"You will encounter many games like this in your life. You can't even make two serious saves in the whole game, but it doesn't matter if the opponent doesn't shoot. It means that you don’t need to care about the situation on the court. On the contrary, in this kind of game, you have to pay full attention, otherwise any time you are distracted on the court may give the opponent a chance to score.” Ende
. Ritter raised his chest and raised his head, stretched out his hand and patted his chest hard, "I understand, coach!"
"Coach, don't worry, I am a man who can stand loneliness very well!"
In his previous life, he lay in bed for so long, and few people could follow him. While he was talking, he couldn't even look at his phone for several minutes. Didn't he also lie down for a long time?
What's more, for him, as long as he stands on the court and lets every inch of his body feel the breathing of the entire court, he will not feel lonely, and what will remain in his heart is only excitement and gratitude.
'But speaking of the system, can't I really be in a relationship with Wuli's super cute and super nice stadium? '
System 33 remained silent and expressed its attitude with silence.
Endrit didn't care. He held a handful of candies given to him by coach Mourinho and kept walking to the locker room. There was still a question in his mind: Recently, the coach's attitude towards him seems to be... Even better than before!
...
In the office,
Mourinho took out a newspaper from his desk drawer, read it again and again, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
["Coach Mourinho is the second hero in my life. Without a coach, I may not know how to play football and how to better balance the relationship between football and life."
"I know like A famous coach like the coach may not care, but I still want to say: 'Coach, I will be where you are, and I will always be your most loyal player.'"
After carefully folding the newspaper and putting it in the drawer. , Mourinho took another newspaper from his desk and read it.
[Marvel producer Jamil was interviewed: We solemnly invite Mr. Endritt, the Iron Man in football, to participate in our movie "Iron Man" to be released next year. ]
[Robert Downey Jr. was interviewed by a reporter: I am very happy to have such an "Iron Man" fan, and I am also very happy to be able to play his hero. 】
Mourinho sneered and let go of his hand, letting the newspaper fall to the ground: Your hero? Oh, this movie really makes me look good. Mourinho is the most important hero in Endritt's life, okay?
Mourinho bent down to pick up the newspaper, hesitated for a moment, then balled it up and threw it into the wastebasket.
In the locker room,
Endritt generously shared a handful of candies given to him by Mourinho to his teammates, "This is from the coach. If you don't want to eat it, you can take it back to your family. Congratulations, In the future, maybe he can become as good as the coach, well, almost as good as the coach."
Lampard casually opened a candy and threw it into his mouth, and joked with a smile: "You are actually willing to share the candy the coach gave you with us today.
"What do you mean you are willing to give it up today?" Endrit pushed Lampard angrily. "I wanted to share it with you before, but the coach only gave me one. Do I want to share it with you ?" Bite it into ten portions for you to eat my saliva candy?"
"We don't want to eat your saliva!" Makelele laughed, "Leave your saliva for your girlfriend to eat!"
Endrit shook his head quickly, "No, it's best to use professional clean water for football maintenance, not saliva."
Sheva groaned, "What are you talking about? We are talking about your girlfriend, what are you talking about football? "What are you talking about! "
Endrit glanced at Sheva, stood up straight and announced a fact, "Everyone, my girlfriend is football!"
Lampard burst out laughing, " Then you have too many girlfriends, right? Can you handle it?"
Endrit shook his head slowly and sighed, "There's nothing I can do. There are so many footballs in the world, and I really don't have the time or energy to take care of them. "Every football."
"Oh," Endrit turned and sat on the stool, "I'm still not good enough, not good enough."
"Hahahahaha, Harriet, you have to laugh at me!"
Drogba suppressed. With a smile, he reached out and put his hand on Endrit's shoulder, "A man can't say no, Ritter, you have to practice more."
Endrit snorted and said nothing, thinking that I am all certified by the system. Love relationships, there is no more real relationship in this world than my love relationship with football, okay?
[Host, you want to bind this yourself, the system does not...]
'Oh my god, I will forget it if you don't remind me. Football and I are in a free love. '
[It's the host who unilaterally binds you to a love relationship with football...]
'Oh, I understand. Forced love, right? Then I think there should be an achievement here, right? Who currently has the most forced love partners? '
[Host, this system has no achievements in this area. ]
'Your romantic relationships are all mandatory, but there is no achievement of forced love? Good guy, your system is so clever at hiding things from others. '
Endrit was having a verbal exchange with the system in his mind, when Lampard came over and asked, "What time should I pick you up tomorrow morning?"
Endrit was startled, and the smile on his face suddenly froze. , "Ah, let's go tomorrow, tomorrow morning? Is it too early? I see that there is time to train over the weekend..."
"Don't we have no game tomorrow?" Lampard shrugged, " The game against Croatia is about to start. He must take advantage of the weekend to call us over for a good training. For those of us who don’t have games, if you don’t go tomorrow, just wait for your phone to be called by him. Go ahead."
"Right, Wright," Lampard turned to look at Wright-Phillips, "Are you going this week too?"
Wright-Phillips nodded, "Let's go
to Derby together? He made an OK gesture and said, "Meet you at the gate of the St. George Park training base then?"
Wright-Phillips hummed lightly, and John Terry, who was troubled by injuries and missed the European Cup this year, sat aside and sighed. tone.
"It's a pity that I can't go to play Croatia with you."
Endrit blinked and made sure that John Terry was looking at him. "Then we will work hard to enter the finals. You can go with us next year." European Cup?"
John Terry smiled and stretched out his fist towards Endrick. Endrick pursed his lips and bumped his fist with John Terry. The smile on John Terry's face instantly became brighter.
"Then it's settled?"
"What's the deal?" Lampard clicked his tongue and glanced at John Terry, "You don't know what's going on with the national team? How can the two of us guarantee you entry?" The final round?"
The smile on John Terry's face suddenly became stiff. Endritt quietly put his head in and lowered his voice, "If you dare to dress up as a woman, I can guarantee that you
will not be able to hook up with John Terry who wears women's clothing . Is she someone else's girlfriend?
John Terry was startled, silently hugging himself and retreating quickly, rejecting with a trembling voice, "No!"
"But we have already bumped fists..."
"How can that count? Ritter, don't talk nonsense!"
Ende Ritter sighed regretfully, and John Terry silently moved further away from Endrit.
Lampard gave a quiet thumbs up.
Endrit laughed, thinking if he said he meant it just now, would Lampard believe it?
A friend's wife should not be bullied. John Terry plays football well and can shoulder responsibilities on the court, but why...
alas!
What a fat thing in his heart that he felt like an old father hating iron for not being able to become steel!