heir to the red devil

Chapter 521 League Cup Final

On a seat in a dressing room, there is a small bag, which contains the owner's belongings, maybe a mobile phone, maybe a headset, maybe other lucky charms and the like.Bao Jintag knew this, and it belonged to Lampard.

Jin Taige walked to Xiaobao, looked at it, then turned around and sat down, looking at everything in the locker room from the perspective of a player.

Lampard has stayed at Chelsea for more than ten years. It can be said that he is very familiar with almost every corner of Stamford Bridge. But this visiting team's dressing room, perhaps Lampard has never been in. There are Manchester United's red and Real Madrid's. White, Juve's black and white...but there's never Chelsea's blue here.As the spiritual leader of the Blues, Lampard may never have imagined that one day he would sit in this dressing room, waiting to capture Stamford Bridge.

Kintag even thought of himself as Lampard, empathizing with Lampard's current feelings.

Jin Taige was thinking quickly in his mind. At this time, Adolf had finished packing and left the locker room to go to the court.And Jin Taige also stood up slowly, closed the door of the dressing room, and left here.

He had just taken a few steps when he suddenly saw a man walking out of the home team locker room not far away, it was Mourinho.

Mourinho also saw Jin Taige, and the two met and shook hands generously.

"Jose, we meet again."

"Yeah Tiger, your team is in good shape recently."

"You are also very good. You actually defeated Paris Saint-Germain 3-0 in the Champions League, and you are sure to advance to the quarter-finals."

"The Champions League is not bad, but the domestic league results are not satisfactory. When I can beat Manchester United, I will be satisfied."

"Oh, that's a pity, there's no hope for this season."

The two chatted while walking, and Mourinho was suddenly happy: "Since when did we start bickering as soon as we met?"

"What you said is wrong. It's not that we fight when we meet," Jin Taige corrected him, "it's that we started fighting in the air at the press conference."

"That's what you said," Mourinho nodded. "The reporters' interview with Lampard gave you a headache, right?"

Kintag did not expect Mourinho to talk about Lampard so calmly, and he replied calmly: "Yes, after all, Frank has been here for more than ten years. There are many stories and many things that can be discovered. For example, the general Relationship or something."

"What do you think?" Mourinho asked curiously.

Jin Taige shook his head: "I never talk too much about other people's affairs. I don't get involved in the entanglement between you and Frank."

"You straight guy! But it suits my taste." Mourinho laughed, "I hope you can treat Frank better, he is a good player, and his good state can last for another year or two. "

Jin Taige couldn't help asking: "Then why did you abandon him?"

Mourinho's face gradually turned cold: "Frank is old, Chelsea can't always rely on him, we need fresher blood, so even if I sacrifice the old subordinates, I will let Chelsea complete the blood exchange. This is My responsibility is actually Frank's responsibility...if Frank can understand."

Jin Taige secretly sighed: Every coach has his own coaching style, and Mourinho's ideas cannot be said to be wrong.Chelsea abandoned Lampard, AC Milan abandoned Pirlo, and Real Madrid drove away Raul. These actions are all the paths chosen by the club for development. It is not wrong, but it is too cruel.

But that's professional football.I saw the newcomers laugh, but the old ones cried.

The two had already arrived at the entrance of the channel, and the Stamford Bridge Stadium was in front of them. Mourinho shook hands with Kintag again: "Good luck."

"Good luck to you too."

When Mourinho just walked into Stamford Bridge, the fans on both sides suddenly cheered, and the Portuguese waved to the fans, thanking them for their support.

Jin Taige thought: It seems that the status of the magic bird here is really incomparable.

Jin Taige came to the coaching bench of the visiting team, and the coaching staff seized the last time to prepare relevant materials and check the status of the players.And Phelan also looked at the Chelsea players not far away from time to time, intending to take a peek at their status.

And Mourinho has been watching Manchester United's players on the field, he said nothing, thoughtful.

Although the game hadn't started yet, the fans in the stands couldn't hold back for a long time.The fans of the home team sang the team anthem loudly, cheering their players ahead of time; and the thousands of Red Devils fans who came with the team were not to be outdone, they shouted the names of Manchester United coaches and players, and told them with practical actions. Although they were fighting away, they did not travel alone!
Ten minutes later, the Stamford Bridge was empty, and all the players returned to their dressing rooms.

In the locker room of the home team, Mourinho is making the final pre-war deployment with the players.

"Our best thing this season is our solid defense, and this game is a decisive final. I also ask you to stick to the opening and not to break the goal against Manchester United."

"While defending firmly, once Manchester United's defense loosens, our counterattack speed must be increased! Fabregas, Hazard, you two are two important starting points for counterattacks, and you must be fast. Complete the speed of attack and defense transition!"

"This season we are fighting on four fronts, and there is a possibility of competing for the championship on all four fronts. We will start with today's League Cup championship and strive to win everything this season!"

Chelsea players waved their fists excitedly, the atmosphere in the locker room was warm and fighting spirit was high!

In the locker room of the visiting team, Jin Taige was also making his final instructions.

"Our tactics have been laid out a few days ago, I don't want to say more now. We are six points ahead of Chelsea in the league, we have one foot in the quarter-finals of the Champions League and the FA Cup. Quarterfinals, today we will pay homage to our first championship trophy this season with the blood of Chelsea! Tear up Chelsea's defense with offense! Win the final victory with goals!"

"Old Trafford is ready now. As long as we win the championship, the whole of Manchester will be a city of carnival tonight!"

"Come on guys! Go home with the championship trophy!"

The two teams rushed out of the locker room almost at the same time and came to the player tunnel. Everyone's face was full of determination and seriousness, confidence and expectation. After the 90 minutes of the game, one team will become Today's winner at Stamford Bridge, will Chelsea, the host here, have the last laugh, or will the Red Devils, who are a guest, be able to return with a smile?

(End of this chapter)