The Ball at Your Feet

At this time on another piece of the arena.

"It's embarrassing to play the game like this."

At Old Trafford, Ferguson chewed gum and screamed. Although the chewing gum in his mouth was tasteless, he still bite very hard, as if this would let all his dissatisfaction vent.

The game is almost over, Manchester United lost the Champions League quarter-finals. Ferguson squinted at the head coach who was celebrating and couldn't help but snorted coldly.

I really don’t know if this guy is an actor or a coach. If Scholes’ goal hadn’t been blown away, you would have already lost, and you would still be shamelessly celebrating.

Ferguson turned and walked towards the locker room. At this time, the Porto coach also came over. He stretched out his hand with a smile, but Ferguson didn't even look at him, turned around in front of him, and turned around. He threw it behind his back and ignored it.

This made the face of Portuguese marshal Mourinho completely froze.

"Sir, your approach is too unmannered." David Gill, who had already been waiting for him, greeted him.

"Demeanor is for gentlemen, and it is stupid to talk about demeanor to thieves. I have nothing to say to such a person who steals all the referees into the house." Ferguson replied.

"Are you accusing them of bribing the referee? Do you have evidence?"

"Evidence is what the judge needs. I just believe that my own eyes are enough. You are not a reporter, so don't tell me these silly things." Ferguson looked as usual, but when he spoke, his tone was irrefutable. "Forget it." They have the ability and we are ready to plant this year. Anyway, the days are still long, and they can't overtake Manchester United forever. One day, how can these Portuguese take advantage and vomit it out to me."

David Gill smiled, he knew what the consequences would be if he offended the old Scottish man.

"However, there is something interesting about this game." Halfway through, Ferguson turned his head and glanced at Mourinho on the side of the game. After a pause, he spoke again, "Take that guy's Prepare a copy of the information for me, detailed."

"You didn't mean that he was able to win because..."

"What does winning or losing have to do with tactics?" Ferguson raised his eyebrows. "I said black whistle based on what the referee said. And that guy. His tactics are very interesting, even if he loses, it is enough to make me take it seriously. Don't you I'm all thinking about losing or losing. Some things are more important than winning or losing in a game."

David Gill nodded, but was afraid to say anything.

"Forget it, that's it." Ferguson vomited the gum from his mouth to the ground. "This farce should be over."

"No, it's just the beginning." David Gill smiled, "Mr. Coach, this is the Chelsea coach for next season."

This made Ferguson raised his eyebrows, "That Russian wants to continue to burn money? What a rich bastard!"

"You can only show your abilities by fighting various bastards." Jill laughed, "I will give you his information as soon as possible."

"Well, that's good." Ferguson nodded. "It looks like next year's league will be very interesting..."

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After a 2-0 lead, Monaco no longer pressed opponents. After all, the opponent is playing very rough, but Monaco can not withstand more injuries.

The score was maintained to the end, Monaco advanced to the quarter-finals with a total score of 4-2.

"The quarterfinals!" When the meeting arrived in the locker room, everyone celebrated happily, "We are also the quarterfinals!"

For Monaco, entering the quarterfinals is indeed a big achievement. After all, since the golden age of the 1990s in Ligue 1 has passed, there has never been a Ligue 1 team that can enter the quarter-finals of the Champions League again.

The last to lead the team to good results was Paris in 1994, who entered the semi-finals under the leadership of Weah. And Weah also became the best scorer of the Champions League because of his performance in the quarterfinals with Paris Saint-Germain and at the same time scored eight goals. At the same time, he was crowned the Golden Globe Award, World Footballer and African Footballer, He became the only person in the world to wear the title of three gentlemen in the same year.

Because the American Footballer requires players to play in the Americas to be elected, which conflicts with the qualifications for the Golden Globe Awards, therefore, if three men are crowned at the same time, it is estimated that they will have to wait until the next African or Asian player qualified for the Golden Globe Awards appears. Up.

"Unfortunately this year is the year of the competition, otherwise, based on this result, we might be able to have a few people selected for the Golden Globes list."

After returning to the dressing room, it was a pity that everyone was dissatisfied when they were talking.

If it weren't for this year's competition year, based on this result, Zhao Yaning and Morientes' scoring numbers would definitely not be a problem to enter the 25-man squad.

But because it is a major year, Morientes has no place in the Spanish national team, which is hard to say. And he also missed the 9-3 feast, whether he can make the list of the Golden Globes is a little hard to say.

However, it was Zhao Yaning. Because of Jiuli's injury in this game, Zhao Yaning led the team as an absolute core player. In addition, he has a very high scoring rate as a midfielder. He also had two bright matches in the group stage. Moreover, the Asian Cup is far less important than the European Cup, and is generally not used as a reference object, but he may be able to enter the big list.

But everyone is just talking about the big list. As for the Golden Globe winner-Arsenal has not lost a league game so far, and Henry’s season is basically more than 20 goals and assists. Coupled with the European Cup, France is also one of the hottest favorites. Is there any reason for Henry not to win the Golden Globe?

Anyway, at least in France, people think so.

The French's performance this year is quite good. The two French teams have entered the quarter-finals of the Champions League, and are on par with the Premier League and La Liga. Such results have not been for a long time.

If, if Monaco wins the league title again this year, then he will definitely be shortlisted for the Ballon d'Or awards, right?

Thinking of this, Zhao Yaning couldn't help but feel a little moved.

"You said, who will we draw in the next round?"

This question made the locker room cold for a while, and then Roten said, "Does it matter? Anyway, no matter who comes, we can't win."

The Champions League kicked to this point, it can be regarded as the end. After all, everyone still didn't dare to think about the harder things. When Monaco entered the Champions League semi-finals, but Wenger coached, with Weah led, how does it compare with that time?

"It would be great if we made it to the semi-finals. In the semi-finals, Joey, you might get one or two votes. And if we make it to the finals, Joey might make it to the top ten, and if..."

"If we win the championship, Joey will definitely be in the top three-all fools know that the core players of the Champions League can be highly regarded, but what is the meaning of this meaningless daydream? Milan, Real Madrid, Arsenal, Who have we beaten?"

"But dreams can always be made." It was Evra who was speaking. "Anyway, two days later, the result of the lottery will come out. When the time comes, we will know if we look at it."

"Moreau, you said, what would happen if we met Real Madrid?" Suddenly, Rothen asked.

This sentence made everyone cold. No one dared to speak for a long time. At this moment, asking this sentence, wouldn't it be troublesome?

"If you really meet Real Madrid," Morientes raised his head, "we will defeat them."

"This joke is really good." Maicon saw that no one was speaking, and said to himself, "Moreau, you should tell a few more jokes like this."

A joke? Morientes looked at Maicon and said nothing.

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"Hey, we are drawing lots, can't you call again later?" Roten looked at Morientes and couldn't help but speak, "Whose phone number? I'll call after the lottery."

On March 11th, the first round of the knockout round was over, and on March 13th, the draw day of the game had arrived. And when everyone gathered around waiting for the result, Morientes was still on the phone, making Roten extremely dissatisfied.

"Raul." Morientes replied concisely, "We hope to exchange views on each other's opponents in the draw as soon as possible."

"Tell Raul that we are ready to fight Real Madrid in this round." Roten laughed, "Let the football players clean their butts and wait for us to come!"

Morientes listened to the phone and laughed, "Raul asked me to tell you that even the fat guy like Ronaldo will not let go, he thinks your taste is too strong..."

A group of people are still teasing ~www.ltnovel.com~ but no one is too nervous. Reaching the quarterfinals is already a very good achievement for Monaco, and it is very difficult for them to go further, and they themselves do not have much hope.

Without pressure, naturally there is no anxiety.

"It's best to draw Deportivo...We have a psychological advantage." Sitting in the room, everyone was still chatting, "Or Chelsea, the upstart team should be worse."

And just as a few people were chatting, the result of the lottery came out.

"Monaco, Real Madrid."

Rothen opened his mouth wide, Morientes held the phone in his hand, but dropped his arms, the whole locker room was silent, Real Madrid, the name, but it was too unexpected.

In the phone, Raul's voice broke the silence, and Morientes picked up the phone, only said a few words quickly, and hung up.

"Wow." Pulsau described the result of the lottery in a concise word.

"Our good luck ran out so quickly. I was most afraid of drawing Real Madrid and Milan. Who knows, I just met Real Madrid."

"It's not all bad." Roten smiled bitterly. "Go and exchange jerseys with them. It's a souvenir. I'll change Qi Zu's away game! Joey, you are a step slower. When you return to the home court, you will go and play He changes."

"Don't worry, they have so many stars, we can naturally all round." Nongda also said, "I ask for a chance to play! I also want to play against them!"

"I want to win."

At this time, Morientes' simple words stunned everyone.

"I want to win." Morientes repeated what he had said again, "I want to win this game. I hope to represent Monaco and eliminate Real Madrid."