Green Dragon

Chapter 177 Ajax's Overlord
On a certain beach in southern Spain, many people saw a middle-aged man with a burly figure and a stern face who suddenly became another person after answering a phone call.

He looked at the sun obliquely at 45 degrees, raised his head to the sky and let out a distraught roar:

"God! I, Marco, have any grudges against you, you want to play me like this?!"

A middle-aged Italian man next to him suddenly slapped his thigh and leaned over excitedly: "You are definitely Van Basten! Sign me up! forza-Milan (come on)!"

Van Basten suddenly felt balanced.

What is there to complain about?
AC Milan has been squeezed out of the Champions League by himself, and their fans don't complain...
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Here is a brief review of the other rounds of games.

Roma was bloodbathed by the miners with a score of 2-6. The defending champion Inter Milan drew 3-3 with Bayern Munich. Relying on the advantage of away goals, they narrowly advanced and became the only survivor in Serie A.

英超三强中，曼联2-1小胜马赛，切尔西2-0战胜哥本哈根，阿森纳则被巴塞罗那4-3击败。

皇马4-1横扫里昂，银河战舰曾经的老队长劳尔则带领沙尔克04以4-2的成绩击溃瓦伦西亚，成为德甲唯一代表。

After the re-drawing, Ajax was given to Cosmos Barcelona as one of the big gifts, while Shakhtar Donetsk, another big gift, was unsurprisingly given to Barcelona's arch-enemy Real Madrid-the La Liga duo Will be given special care by UEFA President Michel Platini.

The Premier League teams are less popular: Manchester United and Chelsea met early in the quarter-finals, and no matter what the result, only one of them can continue to advance.

The other Schalke 04, which is not considered powerful, was drawn by Inter Milan. This is also a good draw for the defending champion. You must know that Schalke, who is fighting on two fronts, is almost falling into the relegation zone in the Bundesliga. up...

Three of the four matchups are strong and weak. Only the Premier League civil war can be regarded as a strong dialogue. The tactical duel between Ferguson and Ancelotti is undoubtedly the most topical collision in the quarterfinals. In the final, Real Madrid, Barcelona, ​​and Inter Milan seem to have stepped into the semi-finals with one foot...
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The quarter-finals are not bad either. After all, Barcelona’s momentum in recent years has been unstoppable. Ajax cannot be compared with the opponent in terms of staffing or technical and tactical play...

With the strength of Ajax, reaching the quarter-finals for two consecutive years is already a strong recovery. After all, whether it is suffering or not, look at the Red Army Liverpool, whether they are tired or not, and look at the Gunners Arsenal. Now that the competition is becoming increasingly fierce, even if Didn't these giants stumble?
What's more, with the strength of the Galaxy Battleship, it didn't stop at the top [-] for six consecutive years!

Having figured this out, Van Basten put away his phone, signed autographs and took a group photo with enthusiastic Milan fans, and then lay down on the beach again.
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Van Basten may be able to look down on the outcome of the game against Barcelona, ​​but there is one person in the Ajax club who would not agree.

The man's name is... Johan Cruyff.

The pride of Dutch football and the godfather of Barcelona was kicked out of Spain because of a fierce conflict with Barcelona's top management, and was even revoked the title of honorary chairman of the club by Rosell, which made the proud Cruyff Totally unacceptable.

The Dutchman, who was betrayed in Barcelona, ​​fled back to Ajax where he made his debut, and soon became the technical consultant director. With his status in Dutch football and his mentoring relationship with Van Basten, everyone Everyone knows that his director is almost equivalent to the emperor of Ajax.

Just as Van Basten lay down, his cell phone rang again.

"Can you take a break from work?" His wife couldn't help complaining.

Van Basten smiled apologetically, but his face was slightly troubled - he saw the name of his mentor displayed on the screen.

He must take over, because the reason why he was able to successfully take over as the coach of Ajax three years ago, in addition to personal qualifications, the recommendation of this mentor is also very important.

Although the Netherlands is not China, it is impossible not to have the most basic human sophistication,
"Marco, it's me, have you read the news about the lottery?"

Although Cruyff tried his best to control his emotions, how could he hide from Van Basten, who had known him for 30 years?
Van Basten replied: "Yes, Dennis told me that our opponent in the quarter-finals of the Champions League is Barcelona."

"Very well," said Cruyff, as if emotionally brewing, "you know how those Barcelona guys treat me?"

"I know, John, Russell is too much, God will punish him, you don't have to take it to heart..." Van Basten could only comfort his teacher.

"I can't wait, Marco," Cruyff interrupted his lover's consolation, his voice speeding up unconsciously, "I know my words are too strong, but I really hope you can bring Barcelona back to life." Defeated. You may not understand my current mood, if possible, I really want to see with my own eyes the expression on Roselle's fat pig being shriveled in Amsterdam..."

Cruyff, 64, babbled on his phone like any old man.

Van Basten listened to him quietly, and then responded in a deep voice: "I can't tell you that we will definitely beat Barcelona, ​​but we will definitely do our best, I promise you, John."
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Cruyff turned off his phone and walked out of his office at the club.

The full-time secretary assigned by the board of directors quickly followed behind, walking with the legend of Ajax and the Netherlands step by step.

Cruyff stopped in front of a forest.

There is the No. [-] training turf of the club, and a voice can be faintly heard.

"Is this weekend the national team match day?" He didn't look back, just asked casually.

"Yes," the secretary quickly replied, "There should be no first-team training tasks this week."

"Go and have a look." Cruyff wrapped his windbreaker tightly, and the Netherlands in March was still occasionally chilly.
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There is only one red figure in the huge training ground.

Just like the usual training time, Long Shute still arrives here on time every day, and then trains without compromise.

The warm-up match between the Chinese team and Costa Rica was rejected by him, and Gao Hongbo and others did not contact him again, so he was able to concentrate on training.

Sometimes Blind, Eriksson and other young people who have not been recruited by the national team will also appear in this training ground, but more often he is alone.

It is difficult to train defensive skills alone, so he focuses on ball possession and dribbling.

He filled the training ground with triangular cones, and then dribbled the ball around the cones to continuously change directions while slowly increasing his speed.

When the speed is fast, the mistakes will gradually increase, and occasionally you will lose your balance due to sudden stops and changes of direction, and even fall to the ground.

This kind of training is very boring, and the rate of improvement is very small, but he must persist.

He knows that his natural ball sense is not good, so he can only strengthen the memory through repeated practice to strengthen the muscles of his body. Over the years, it will always play some role.

After finishing a set of dribbling, he will also practice a set of long-range shots for himself-the feeling of shooting can also be strengthened through a lot of practice.

After practicing alone for an hour and a half, Long Shute finally stopped.

He has long noticed that there are two onlookers standing not far from the sidelines, but he never stops his self-abuse special training because of other people's onlookers.

Instead, he nodded towards the other party, ready to leave.

But when he saw the other person's face, he couldn't help being stunned.

"Mr. Cruyff?"

Even if he hadn't dealt with the new technical adviser, he had played for Ajax for four seasons, and the ubiquitous photos and portraits of Cruyff had long been imprinted on every player. Brains of Ajax players!
Cruyff opened his mouth slowly: "You didn't take part in the international competition?"

"It's just an insignificant warm-up match." Long Shute smiled, took out a towel from the training bag on the sidelines, and wiped the sweat off his face casually.

"Seeing young people like you makes me feel that I am really old..." Cruyff said with emotion.

Before Long Shute knew how to comfort the old man, he heard the club's emperor change the subject: "Do you know who our opponent in the Champions League is?"

"Of course, Barcelona." Long Shu nodded.

Cruyff looked at him: "Do you feel some headache and worry? Even powerless despair?"

Long Shute laughed out loud.

"Why should I be afraid?" He puffed out his chest and looked proud of a young man. "If the opponent is not strong enough, how can I prove that I am the strongest?"

Cruyff also laughed: "It's not my era now, the Eredivisie champion is not the strongest."

"Perhaps you are right," Long Shute looked at the gray-haired old man, but still did not back down, "but I always like to slap the old faces of these wealthy families."

"Ambition!" Cruyff smiled happily, and then he asked, "By the way, young man, can you tell me your name?"

Long Shute fell headfirst on the turf.

Your routine...isn't right!
You don’t even know me who punches Real Madrid, kicks Milan, sits under my ass, and is the best player in the Asian Cup?
You are crazy, old man!
(End of this chapter)