Godfather Of Champions

Chapter 873: Volume Seven Heart of Lion King Champion Heart

Martin, a Spanish guide who is proficient in Chinese, took a group of curious Chinese tourists to a tavern near the Bernabéu.

As soon as I entered the door and looked up, I saw a huge Real Madrid team logo on the opposite wall.

There is no loud music, and no hot girls. It's not the same as what Martin said, only big-screen TVs and many fans who look up to watch TV.

"This is the tavern opened by my uncle, and you all come here...50% off!" Martin made a decision without consulting his uncle. If his uncle is unwilling, then he will cover the money out of his own pocket. In order to watch a Real Madrid game with peace of mind, he can be regarded as bleeding money.

After setting up a group of Chinese tourists, Martin squeezed into the crowd, asked for a beer, and watched his TV with the others.

In the TV, the players from both sides have not yet appeared, and the stands are already full of people. Those who can watch the game on the spot make these people who can only sit in front of the TV and watch the game greatly envied. Martin kept smacking his lips while watching the TV screen.

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The Bernabéu Stadium, which can accommodate 80,000 people, is full of seats, and you won't even find any empty space left. Although the game hasn't started yet, the fans here are already enthusiastic. They sing or shout loudly, applaud, and the voices are full. The towering flood lights illuminate the field, the staff are busy spreading the UEFA logo round flag on the center circle, and the reporters are waiting on both sides of the corridor exit, waiting for the players from both sides to come out, in front of them There is also a shiny silver trophy, which is the highest honor of European club competitions-the European Champions Cup.

This is not a replica of the club's honor showroom, this is a genuine big ear cup.

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The players warmed up and returned to their respective lounges. The coaches of both sides will make final preparations for the most important game of this season.

It's not time to talk about tactics again, and they don't have so much time. At this time, some coaches like to remain silent and leave the time to the players themselves; some coaches like to talk endlessly, advocating his style. These short minutes often determine the direction of the 45 minutes of the first half, and the 45 minutes of the first half. So in such a game, the players of any team will inevitably feel nervous.

Even teams like Real Madrid and Nottingham Forest are no exception.

Raul Gonzalez entered the dressing room for the first time ever. Since his retirement, he has never entered the dressing room before the game. But what he did today shows that today's game is really special.

Michelle stood by, and it was time for Raul to speak. The former captain's influence in the locker room is still huge.

Raul didn't make a long story. "This is the last game I have ever dreamed of. It's a pity that I can't fight side by side with you on the court." He looked at his former teammates affectionately. "But I am very happy that my teammates can finally stand here. Looking at you, I suddenly desire to make myself ten years younger... It has always been my dream to win the tenth Champions League for the club. Now this The dream will come to you all."

He finished saying goodbye to Michelle and walked out of the locker room.

Real Madrid's locker room then fell into silence for a while. As Raul's teammates, they will never forget how unwilling Raul chose to retire a season ago. That year, Real Madrid lost the league title, and the Champions League stopped in the semi-finals. It was the pain before Real Madrid's re-emergence, the darkness before dawn, but it was a pity that Raul caught up.

He had the opportunity to renew his contract for another year, but at the last minute he chose to give up. The thirty-six-year-old is thirty-seven years old for another year. He really doesn't know what else he can do on the court. Sit on the bench as a club pet doll for people to admire? He is not the kind of person who sits on the bench willingly. He has the heart of a champion. People with such a heart are absolutely unwilling to bear the reality.

So it is better to retire.

He may regret it now... Even if he is sitting on the bench, as long as he can wait for such a game, he may be willing to sit on the bench for a season.

But these are people's guesses, no one knows what Raul is thinking now.

He abducted out of the locker room and walked slowly into the VIP box in the stands, sitting with his family, ready to enjoy the game.

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Unlike the serious atmosphere in the Real Madrid dressing room, the atmosphere in the Nottingham Forest dressing room is slightly more casual. The players sit or stand, all looking at the head standing against the wall. They are like a group of soldiers waiting to go to the battlefield, expecting their commander to stand up and yell at them, telling them there is nothing to be afraid of. With him, everything is fine. We will go home after this battle.

Dunn stood against the wall, looking at the group of players in front of him, a different kind of emotion came from the bottom of his heart. It seems that he is not leading a team, but an army. There are veterans who have been with him for several years, and those with shaggy faces, who have not returned home for many years, and have a cynical look with cigarettes in their mouths. Set aside. There are also baby-faced recruits, nervously unable to hold the gun, and trembling lips, as if mumbling and praying to God. They are facing the most important battle of the war. If they win the war, they will be fundamentally reversed. His large forces will be directed at Berlin, and the armored forces will run over all obstacles on the road like ants. , But if they lose, they will be wiped out, and no one can come back.

For a moment, he was in a daze, and he opened his mouth to say: "Live, I will take you home after the war."

Dunn shook his head quickly, dispelling the illusion in his mind.

Everything in front of him became clear again. The player was still a player, not a World War II Allied soldier wearing a helmet crookedly, with a dirty uniform collar open, and a few buttons missing, with a cigarette dangling from his beard. This is the bright, clean and modern changing room of the Bernabéu Stadium, not a stinking trench where sewage rats run everywhere.

However, the feeling in the battlefield did not dissipate, instead it became stronger and stronger.

Dunn scratched his head: "I really don't know what I should say, really. I had a dream just now and it ended very briefly, but it still makes me remember deeply."

His words aroused great interest among the players. I didn't see the boss sleeping just now, why did he say he had a dream? Are you still dreaming while standing and falling asleep?

"I found that we are all on the battlefield, and the plane above us roared by." Dunn made a gesture, "Behind him is the sound of armored motors, explosions everywhere, very noisy. I surround you, The enemy occupies a high ground, and we have to launch one last charge. If we take that place, the large forces behind us will be able to march smoothly. If we can't take it down, we will all die there!"

"A dream that looks absurd." Dunn waved his hand, dispelling the misty dream. "But that feeling is still there. Tell me it's not a dream. In a few minutes, the most important game of our career is about to begin. Today is a matter of life and death for us, I am not exaggerating, not at all. We either To hold the trophy alive, or... to die and be forgotten." He shrugged, "It's that simple. There is no third way for us to go. Survival or death, here is the championship or failure. Think about how we went before. Come here, forget the two champions! They didn't help today's game."

Dunn pointed to the magnificent dressing room, "This is Bernabéu's dressing room, which is much more beautiful than the city stadium. But don't be fooled by its glamorous appearance. We are in **** now, guys, Believe me. We can be kicked by others here, or we can go all out to glory."

Dunn retracted his wandering gaze, staring at the players in front of him, staring into their eyes.

"We can walk out of this **** with our heads high, but now I can't do it for you. In fact, I'm too old..." He touched his gray hair on the temples. "Sometimes when I forget to dye my hair, I get shocked when I see myself in the mirror in the morning."

In fact, forty-five years old is not considered old, but Dunn had a heart attack, which greatly consumed his life and energy. After that serious illness, he looked older than his actual age...

"And when you are getting old like me, everything will leave you, even the championship trophy. Actually this is part of life. But only when you lose, you will discover how precious they are. Because that is a memory in your life that can never be replaced! No matter how many years have passed, you can proudly say in front of others:'I have experienced such a game and won the final victory!'" Dunn raised his head. Looks proud and proud.

"Life is like this, so is football. I mean, whether it's life or football, don't give up any glorious moment, even if such a moment requires a high price. This is a war, guys. Every minute, every You need to fight for a ball! Yes, I don’t deny that we don’t have the dazzling star squad of Real Madrid. Compared with them, we are like hillbillies from the countryside, but football is a sport of eleven people! It’s a team. A cooperative sport! The advantage we have compared to them is that we are a whole, a team! I believe that everyone in this team will be crushed for the victory of the team! Fight for every ball!"

Dunn began to wave his arms, and his tone increased.

As the players' tone increased, the flames in their eyes began to burn.

"I know that the victors of any battle belong to those who work together and are not afraid of sacrifice. The same is true for football matches. When you are a whole, when your hearts are filled with the belief in victory, in this world There will be no one who can stop you. I also know that we are a hundred times stronger than that shiny light bulb, because we are a whole! I know better that teamwork is the watershed between winners and losers! The watershed of death!!" Dunn roared loudly, and his players made similar sounds along with him.

"I tell you, in any battle, the person who always cares about teamwork will win the final victory!" He suddenly broke the marker in his hand with a snap, and the sound rang in everyone's heart.

"A plate of loose sand is like this pen! When you are in a difficult situation, when you are facing the most powerful enemy, the worst situation, all you can rely on will always be your teammates! Now, take a look The teammates around you, look at him, look into his eyes! They will be your most trustworthy person in these ninety minutes! You are a comrade in the trenches, a life and death partner! When you move, You know they can pass the ball to your feet. When you lose the ball, you know they will get it back for you. When you face the offensive, you know you are not alone, because there are them behind you! If you give up, you will put them in a very dangerous situation. You are willing to work hard to protect your teammates who help you, not because I ask you to do so, but because you know that when you are in danger, they Your teammates! They will do that too!!" His voice was short and strong, and it made a sonorous sound like a hit on metal, accompanied by his gestures, which was inspiring.

"This is... the team, gentlemen."

Dunn spread his hands and looked at everyone, his tone slowed down. The continuous excited speech made his face flush and his breathing became thicker. But it seems that his nuclear-powered heart is still very strong, and his life is not in danger at this moment.

With his excited words, the players turned their heads to look at the teammates around them, and read the same message in their eyes-hey, man, we are teammates.

"Now, you have the opportunity to leave the most valuable asset in your life. You have the opportunity to fight for the same goal with the best players in the history of professional football! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you miss it, you will never Come back again! Play it as the last game of your life!" Dunn pointed to the locker room door, "No matter how powerful the enemy is, it is not your opponent. Because they are just a game of loose sand, and you are professionals. The best team in football history!"

"We are the strongest!!" Some of the players could not restrain their inner excitement and shouted.

"I love football so much and I love this sport. Because you can always bring me back to my youth, and seeing you running and fighting in the game, I just wonder how meaningful my life is, because I can still enjoy To such a passion! This is all the motivation for my work! I hope that tonight, you can still make me young again... Don't worry about my heart." Dunn shook his head and said, "It is still powerful. The earth is beating, as powerful as yours. It is eager to win, it is eager for the championship, this has never changed! Remember, guys, this is the heart of a nuclear-powered champion! And you, it’s the heart of this heart The source of all power!!" Dunn pointed to the heart and the players in front of him.

"What is said outside... Nottingham Forest today is not qualified to win the championship, not qualified to be the Triple Crown! Because we do not have big stars, we look very weak. Now I am glad we have the opportunity to laugh at their ignorance and stupidity in person." Dunn laughed, "We are born against others. If we are not qualified to win the championship, then who else is in this world!" Dunn's eyes widened and looked around, "Who else is qualified!? Who else is there? More qualified than us!?"

After taking a breather, he continued: "Now, let's take our champion and let them talk about it. I'm done, what should you do?"

The sitting players stood up from their seats one after another, they raised their arms and shouted: "Go for the championship! Championship! Championship!"

"Triple crown! Triple crown! We are to be the triple crown!"

The huge roar echoed in the dressing room, amplified by this small space, and stirred in everyone's heart. Dunn looked at the excited players, his expression still serious.

Even George Wood, who has always been frosty, turned his head and looked at his teammates who were so excited that he couldn't control himself. He pressed his lips tightly, and there was a raging fire in his eyes. In fact, deep in his heart, the flame burned more vigorously.

In the beginning, his goal of playing football was to make money to treat his mother's illness, but now he enjoys this passion for constant pursuit of victory.

Just like Dunn said: He loves football precisely because of his passion. It's like a drug in life, he can't get rid of it...

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Perez Florentino shook hands with Evan Daggerty on the Bernabeu's podium. In his own stadium stands, despite his polite performance, he could not conceal the superiority from the heart. Feeling and arrogant, after all, he is the best chairman of Real Madrid in the past two decades. Calderon, Boruda, and Sanz all look like clowns under his brilliance.

Real Madrid and Nottingham Forest are indeed not a class of teams. In this dazzling white palace built of marble, he is like a proud king sitting on his throne, waiting quietly Audience of the other party.

Evan Daugherty is a foreign envoy who came to the pilgrimage, humble and polite, inferior to others.

Evan doesn't like this feeling. Where he is, almost everyone's wish is to see Real Madrid win. Nottingham Forest is best to be an excellent opponent, and then become the foil for Real Madrid's ten crowns. It's like safflower needs green leaves.

This feeling made Evan Daugherty feel very lonely, and Alan Adams sitting next to him couldn't bring him any sense of security. The two of them seemed like sheep trapped in a pack of wolves and could only be slaughtered.

It wasn't until he saw Tony Dunn taking the lead from the tunnel below to walk towards the coaching bench of the visiting team that his discomfort gradually disappeared.

We are not here for a pilgrimage to the greatest club of the 20th century, and we have no interest in visiting the five-star toilets here. Tony, you remember this, don't forget. After ninety minutes, don't let me shake Florentino like this again!

Pull him off the **** throne for me! !

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