football killer

Chapter 137 The King of Liverpool
Liverpool's training ground, which was originally bustling, became quiet with the end of the league. If they wanted to get lively again, they had to wait more than two months before the start of a new round of the league.

But nothing is absolute, at least, in the training ground, there is still a person practicing alone there.Constantly running, accelerating, turning, feinting and shooting,

This person is George. After sending the ball into the net with a shot more than [-] meters away from the goal, George couldn't help but stop, lying carelessly on the ground, looking at the blue sky, letting the sweat continue to slip.

During this period of time, George did not rest at all, and came here to train as long as he had time, so as to strive for his possible recovery.If it weren't for knowing that excessive training would not only have no effect, but would actually exhaust him, George would have already worked overtime.But even so, George trained for a very long time a day, even in accordance with Liverpool's highest and cruelest training.

George is also very aware of his own situation, because as early as a few days ago, George had received calls from Owen and Gerrard, knowing the club's current attitude towards him.Thinking of this, George's handsome face couldn't help but smile, and it was a meaningful sneer.Although I know that this is the case, it is impossible to just give up on myself and say that I have no pimples about the cruelty of the club.

The reason why George trained so hard was why he was able to restore his original competitive level as soon as possible. At the same time, he also wanted to show those high-level club officials who agreed to give up on him how stupid your actions were at the time.

Of course, George does not have opinions on all high-level club officials. The world is like this. If someone opposes, someone agrees. This is a law that will never change.But George doesn't care about these people, because at this moment George is very grateful to the club's chairman, Morse, because after George's understanding, it is Morse who supports himself with all his strength, so that he can continue to stay in Liverpool.It's like what Owen said: You are lucky to meet a good boss. If you change someone, let alone staying in Liverpool now, I am afraid that you will be driven away long ago.

It is even rumored in Liverpool now that George is in Liverpool, just like Ronaldo is in Inter Milan.Indeed, the situation of both of them is very similar, they both have a boss who is very rich but also supportive of himself, no matter how serious the injury is, the boss will not give up on himself.

Indeed, Ronaldo came to Inter Milan in Serie A from Barcelona. Although his performance was very eye-catching, he was injured frequently.After all, no coach likes a capable player who gets injured frequently.

"Hey, young man, what are you thinking?" Just as George was thinking, a voice came over.

Strange, very strange, because appearing in front of George was an old man about 50 years old, George wondered, who are you personally, why have you never seen this old man before, how did this old man come in.You must know that although the league is over, this is Liverpool's training ground after all, and ordinary people can't come in at all.

"Mister, hello, I don't know who you are and why are you here?" Although he was puzzled, George immediately got up from the ground when he saw the person coming, and asked curiously.

"Hehe, Alan George is the most talented football genius in England's history. He is a positional forward. He was born in 85. He has a strong body and excellent skills. He has strong shooting and heading skills. He was named by the English media as Alan Shearer's successor. Along with Michael Owen and Steven Gerrard, he was named as the core of Liverpool's attack in the next ten years."

Hearing the old man's words, George became depressed. Although the old man described his situation in great detail, it was not a big deal. After all, anyone with a heart can find out these situations.

"It's a pity that following the last UEFA Champions League match against Inter Milan, he was severely fouled and injured by the opponent's defender Materazzi, and was once rated as a disabled person by the hospital. I really want to know what is the reason that can make you, a person who can't even do anything to the doctor, stand up again. But after seeing your training just now, I finally understand why you stand up, and why Liverpool still have such high expectations for you, who has been disabled once, and even give you so long to recover."

This time, George couldn't sit still anymore. If the old man said it at the beginning, anyone who is interested can find out, but what the old man said later is not news that everyone can know casually.You must know that the club has given me a month to recover. It seems that apart from the club's chairman Morse and general manager Parry, only I, Owen, and Gerrard know about this matter.

"Sir, who are you?" George stood up from the ground, walked up to the old man, and asked the old man with cold eyes.

"Hehe, what a sharp look. From your eyes, I can see your character. Not bad, not bad. Liverpool has finally found a good successor and a future leader. The current Liverpool needs players with your personality to change. I believe in my vision, and I will not be wrong."

Looking at George's sharp eyes, the old man was not only not frightened, but said with a very surprised and appreciative expression on the contrary, which made George stand there awkwardly, not knowing what to say.There is no way, others just don't like you, so what can you do, are you still going to beat an old man!
"Sir, who are you and how did you come here?" Unable to bear the old man looking at him, like the eyes of an artist looking at a unique work of art in the world, George continued to ask.

"Hey~ Why are young people nowadays so impulsive? I just said it casually, and you showed an expression of wanting to kill someone. Fortunately, I am quite courageous, otherwise, I would have suffered a heart attack because of your fright. All right, all right, seeing you look like you're about to kill someone, I'll tell you, old man, I'm Dalglish."

The old man kept babbling over and over again, and when George was almost on the verge of breaking out, he finally said his name.

"Dalglish, this name is so familiar, I seem to have heard it there, and your appearance, I seem to have seen it there?" Hearing the words of the old man, it should be Dalglish now, George couldn't help but frowned and thought.

"That's right, it's Dalglish, Kenny Dalglish." Seeing George thinking, Dalglish couldn't help but smiled and said.

"Dalglish, Kenny Dalglish. What! You are Dalglish! Dalglish, the king of Liverpool!" George, who finally came to his senses, immediately exclaimed, looking at Dalglish. At this moment, George finally understood why the name was so familiar and why the old man gave him an expression he had seen before.

Because this person is Kenny Dalglish, the only and eternal king of Liverpool, the eternal hero and idol in the eyes of Liverpool fans.

(End of this chapter)