Chapter 82

A very embarrassed Endrit stood up from the lawn with difficulty. As soon as he looked up, he saw Coach McLaren standing on the sidelines holding an umbrella, with a smile on his lips, looking very elegant.

After Endritt appeared at the post-race press conference with half-dry hair, McLaren delivered his speech with high spirits.

"Under my leadership, the England team defeated its opponents and advanced! Before the start of this game, many fans and coaches were questioning me and my players. You were all worried about whether we could successfully advance, and Now -" McLaren stood up directly, raised his hands, and said passionately, "We won!"

The English media applauded in a dignified manner, but when the reporter asked the question, the person he wanted to interview the most was Endritt. McLaren pursed his lips and reluctantly handed the microphone away.

Endrit held the microphone tightly, exhaled slowly, and said: "I am Endrit, and I promise you that with me on the court, I will not let any football fly into the goal. So, come to the Premier League League, join our Chelsea, I want to create greater miracles with you."

The reporters on the stage were a little confused when they heard this speech, but this did not prevent them from pressing the shutter frantically and waiting for the next reporter to stand up. When he wanted to ask Endritt another question, the latter had already handed the microphone to McLaren.

McLaren was very moved. After taking the microphone, he talked a lot, from his wise command in today's game and the outstanding performance of the national team to the malicious abuse and doubts he had received in the past. , and finally came to a very important conclusion, "No one is more suitable to be the coach of the England national team than me. I am the most suitable person for this position!"

The reporters in the audience were very considerate and praised one after another. Listen to McLaren was grinning from ear to ear.

After the press conference, McLaren thought to himself that he wouldn't be the headline in tomorrow's newspapers, right? How embarrassing... Oh, I still have to mention the other players of their national team...

"Daily Mirror": Goalkeeper Endrit turned the tide and England advanced to the European Cup!

"Guardian": Lampard Crouch scored successively and England beat Croatia 2:0!

"The Times": In one game, he made eight saves, and he used his steely body to guard the England team's goal!

"The Sun": The most powerful English goalkeeper in history sends a sincere invitation to other league players: Welcome to the Premier League!

"..."

McLaren patiently read through all the newspapers carefully, and then discovered that he was not mentioned in any of these newspapers! No, what is more accurate is that no newspaper reported on him alone. The newspapers that mentioned him mentioned his name in one stroke, as if he, the coach, was not important at all...

How could this be? Why didn't any of these newspapers publish his wonderful speech yesterday? Don’t these stupid medias know how to make money?

On the day and the next day after the game, all the media reporters and fans were focused on the fact that the England team defeated the Croatian team and successfully qualified for the European Cup. Waiting for the third day, which is Christmas Eve on the 24th. Today, people's attention was focused on what Endritt said at the post-match press conference.

"The Sun" took the lead in launching an offensive clarion call. It directly stated in the newspaper that Endritt was dissatisfied with Chelsea's poor defense and forward line. It said that Endritt was eager to introduce new talents to the team as soon as possible. The report also published a piece of gossip at the end, It is said that Endritt has given Abramovich an ultimatum. If he does not have better teammates next season, he will transfer to another team.

The "Daily Express" followed closely and reported a rumor that Abramovich had signed a check for 60 million pounds to cover expenses in the winter transfer market.

The Daily Mail broke the news that Chelsea are chasing Bolton striker Anelka, who has many rumored clients: Manchester United, Manchester City and Valencia have all shown some interest in him. However, because Bolton Wanderers are currently in a serious relegation situation, the team will not let go of their leading shooter easily. Alneca himself also expressed his love for the club in an interview before. He believes that money is just a temptation, and he is more Yearning for the Champions League.

[Before this, Chelsea did not have a strong appeal in the transfer market. Most of the best players yearn for the Champions League more than money. And now, after the European Cup qualifiers ended on the 22nd, everyone knows how much having a future goalkeeper will change the team. Maybe we don’t have to wait until next year, this year, right now, this season, Chelsea will win the Champions League. 】

The outside world is very lively, and Endrit’s home is also very lively, because in one hour it will be December 25th, which is Christmas and Endrit’s birthday.

Liz and Goss brought their brother Holt, Mourinho and his wife Matilde to the house where Endrit currently lives, and the two families spent Christmas Eve and Christmas together.

Liz and Matilde were busy in the kitchen, Goss and Mourinho were chatting on the sofa, Endritt held Holt who was sleeping soundly in his arms with his left hand, and held the newspaper in his right hand from time to time. After reading it a few times, I was even more confused after seeing the gossip in "The Sun".

Did he give Abu an ultimatum? This "The Sun" can really talk about it, but then again, didn't he not subscribe to "The Sun"? So where did the newspaper he was reading come from?

At 00:00 on December 25,

Endrit closed his eyes and blew out the candles, and made a birthday wish amidst the singing of his family members.

"Come on, tell me, what wish did you make?"

"If you say it, it won't work!"

"If you say it, we might be able to help you realize it!"

Endrit covered his mouth and shook his head. Refusing to tell her birthday wishes.

Goss laughed and poured a glass of wine and handed it to Endrit, "Try it, it's your first drink as an adult."

"You can't drink it," Mourinho stretched out his hand to block Goss's glass, "He As a player, it's best to avoid alcohol."

Endrit nodded with deep understanding, and before he could speak, another glass of fruit wine was stuffed into his hand.

"Don't drink that kind of high-alcohol wine in the future, but this kind of low-alcohol fruit wine. You can try it today." Mourinho smiled and reached out to pat Endrit on the shoulder. "Stupefied. What are you doing? Hurry up and take a sip, this is your first drink as an adult."

Endrit didn't realize it and opened his mouth to speak when Goss couldn't help but speak out.

"Hey! I'm his father! You're just his godfather!"

"I'm not only his godfather, I'm also his coach!"

Endrit couldn't help laughing and reached for the glass poured by Goss. He poured part of the wine into a new glass, poured another part of the wine Mourinho gave him into it, shook his head briefly and took a sip, instantly masking pain.

"It tastes terrible." Endrit put down the cup and decided not to embarrass himself any more. "I accept your wishes. I won't drink this wine."

"No!"

they both said in unison, and then their wife glared at her. Derit smiled and stood up and started cutting the birthday cake.

"Ding dong~"

Just as he cut off a corner of the cake, the doorbell rang outside. Endritt told his family to wait a moment and then ran out the door to see who was coming at this time. Are you delivering something?

"Little Luo!"

As soon as he opened the door, Endritt was stunned for a moment and then was surrounded by huge surprises and excitement. "You, why are you here? Oh my god! Why are you here now? It's so late at night, You go first..."

Endrit said incoherently, reaching out and grabbing Xiaoluo to lead him inside. "It's cold outside. Come in with me first. Have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet," Xiaoluo said. He brought the gift he was holding in his other hand to him and said, "I'm still waiting to eat your birthday cake. By the way, happy birthday!"

This is not the first Christmas that Endrit has spent, but But it was the happiest and happiest Christmas Endrit had ever spent. His family, his coach, and his friends were all around him, singing off-key songs, doing funny dances, and finally lying drunkenly on the blanket laughing.

"It's over. I feel like I will get up very late tomorrow, no, this morning."

Xiao Luo hummed softly, turned over and stopped moving. Endrit reached out and pushed the person, but found that the guy was already asleep.

"Hey! You can't sleep here, get up!" Endrit stretched out his foot to kick someone, "Get up, go to sleep upstairs!"

Endrit couldn't help but yawned, and he called Xiaoluo again, He wanted to shout, but his eyelids became heavier and heavier. As he spoke, he lost his voice just like Xiao Luo, and lay on the blanket and fell asleep.

When he woke up and went downstairs, Endrit found that he was the last one to get up.

However, the house has not returned to its usual deserted state. Except for Xiao Luo, who has gone home to spend time with his family, the rest of the family has not left yet.

"This is what Chairman Abramovich sent over this morning," Mourinho handed an envelope to Endritt, "Wish you a happy birthday."

"Wow~" Endritt's eyes lit up, "Isn't this possible? Is it a check?"

As he spoke, Endritt opened the envelope and suddenly became excited. "It's really a check, worth tens of millions..."

One million pounds!

Endrit's hands were shaking a little. He counted carefully and found that he was right. After he said "Wow", he couldn't say anything else.

Thanks for the invitation, others are already stupid.

"Look at this again," Mourinho handed the newspaper to Endritt, "and it's not just in the newspaper, the TV station also reported this this morning."

[Endritt: Santa Claus sent England's most beautiful child Good Christmas gift. 】