Volume 1: Playing football with me will break your legs Chapter 81 Listen to the Doctor
"It was a great game, but unfortunately we were missing a few key players."
In the press conference after the game, Liverpool coach Rogers said frustratedly:
"I'm not shirking responsibility, I'm just stating the facts. If Sturridge and Sterling could play, the game might be more intense."
A reporter immediately raised his hand:
"Gerrard scored twice in this game, but the forwards you strongly recommended, such as Lambert and Balotelli, had almost no effect. Are you sure that the team has lost the place for Gerrard?"
The veins on Rogers' forehead were about to pop out after his scar was directly exposed, but he was not Mourinho, who was known for his outspoken personality, so he tried his best to maintain his composure:
"I want to correct two of your views: first, Lambert and Balotelli have worked very hard. They have only been in the team for half a season and are still adapting to the tactical style. We cannot deny them through just one game. Second, Gerrard's departure is the result of in-depth communication between him and the team. I have tried to retain him many times, but to no avail, so it is not that I want to drive him away."
The reporter didn't let him go:
"You mean, in this team now, you don't have the power to decide whether players stay or leave?"
Rogers had no intention of answering this question directly. He simply pulled out his chair, stood up, and said expressionlessly:
"That's all for my answer. See you in the next game."
…
Adre, who came on stage next, still couldn't hide his excitement:
"Yes, our performance was amazing. Every player received a hot kiss from me, hahahaha."
No wonder he is so happy. After all, the last time Liverpool defeated Manchester United, public opinion was still saying that Manchester United had a substitute lineup; but this time, 80% of Liverpool's players are main players!
"Akinfenwa? He worked really hard and scored a crucial goal, even though he's a Liverpool fan, hahaha. Hope he gets Gerrard's jersey."
Facing the camera, the head coach spoke freely:
"Polo? He is a piece of gold. Yes, I dug him out from an amateur team. At that time, many people in our team did not understand my decision. For example, my assistant expressed his opposition. How could a ninth-level amateur player gain a foothold in the Crazy Gang? Facts have proved countless times that my vision was correct!"
Cox, who was sitting in the audience, couldn't help but give him the middle finger.
[This guy is too shameless. When did I oppose him signing Li Polo? ]
[Why do you make up stories out of nothing and elevate yourself by suppressing your colleagues? ]
Adley, who had already floated into the sky, could not see the angry assistants in the crowd and continued to brag about himself:
"In fact, we had a very difficult time in this game. Gerrard was in great form. He could do almost anything, including headers and free kicks. I really don't understand why such a top player would leave the team he had played for for more than ten years!"
Rogers, who was about to open the door, suddenly felt as if he was pierced by thousands of arrows and left without looking back.
Liverpool is a century-old giant. Can the decision of a head coach on the comings and goings of personnel count?
"I'm not exaggerating. You can see that after the score was tied in the second half, I quickly adjusted my tactics. Yes, I moved Polo Lee to the right side of the midfield. The effect was obvious. Just 10 minutes later, Coutinho was sent off with a red card!"
"Oh, this is certainly not my preset tactic. I am also very sorry for the red card of the Brazilian player. But I want to say that the reason why Coutinho lost control of his emotions is because he was completely restricted by my tactics!"
After Adre finished his brilliant conduct, he looked at the reporters in the audience, but found that almost no one cared about these topics.
Finally, a reporter raised his hand:
"You clearly knew that Polo Lee was the key figure in this heated debate, so why didn't you bring him to the press conference?"
Someone immediately echoed:
"Are you worried that the players will steal your limelight?"
Adley was so angry that he slammed the table:
"You journalists controlled by capital never do anything good! My player was beaten by Mignolet and became dizzy and vomited on the spot. He even had to close his eyes and head the ball. But you don't care whether he has any health problems. Instead, you only care about hot topics, topics, and traffic. Don't you have any humanitarian spirit?"
The head coach who had just won an epic victory felt very aggrieved and very angry:
“What’s wrong with today’s society?”
“You don’t care about football!”
…
Li Polo really wanted to attend this press conference. After all, he was the absolute protagonist of this game both on and off the court. However, at the firm request of the team doctor and his girlfriend, he was sent to the hospital and underwent a professional scan.
"Except for the fact that you just completed intense exercise, all indicators are within the normal range. However, based on your description, I still recommend that you take a good rest for two days and not do any exercise."
After listening to the doctor's advice, for the sake of his own health, Li Polo had no choice but to hold Lisana in his arms and sleep soundly on the soft big bed in his girlfriend's house until dawn.
But as soon as he lay down, Lisanna asked a very professional question:
"The doctor only said you can't exercise, but he didn't say I can't?"
Li Polo closed his eyes and said nothing.
“Hiss~~”
Then he felt a cold and soft little hand holding him:
"Aren't you very strong? Can't you cum with your eyes closed? Let me see!"
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Because he did not strictly follow the doctor's advice, Li Polo had to continue resting the next day.
He could only lie on the sofa, flipping through the freshly-published newspapers and checking out the news on various platforms.
Sure enough, all the major media outlets that had overwhelmingly stood on Liverpool's side before the game fell silent after being slapped in the face. Only The Sun and Manchester Evening News were madly suppressing Liverpool.
"Three central defenders are destined to be unsuitable for English football! Rogers has suffered the consequences of his own bigotry!"
"Gerrard is still as good as ever! Does Fenway regret it?"
"Lambert, Balotelli, Borini, Markovic, Manquillo... Is this the cornerstone of Liverpool's revival?"
"Look at these misshapen players. No wonder Henderson is the first choice to succeed him as captain!"
"Neville and Carragher staged a fight on live broadcast! The former Liverpool vice-captain lost the game and lost face!"
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Looking at these titles, Li Polo couldn't help but curl his lips:
"Why are all of you criticising Liverpool? No one is praising me?"
"Yes, isn't there a picture of you being knocked out?"
Lisanna shrugged her shoulders, and the sling slid down her smooth arms:
"Baby, why are you staring at me...what are you doing?"
Li Polo's eyes followed the slipping sling and sank deeply into a valley. His answer was simple:
"want."
What doctor's instructions? That's for ordinary people!
I, Li Polo, have my own plug-in. Can I be like ordinary people?
