Godfather of national football

Chapter 8
In the aisle of the stadium, a man was hurrying forward. Because of his urgency, he would bump into passers-by from time to time. When he walked to the core area of ​​the stadium, the stadium guards stopped him.

He is Lopez. He has already seen the tactical intention of the Chinese team. During the intermission, he wanted to rush into the Philippine locker room to remind the players of his country not to relax in the second half.

Facing the guards, Lopez took out his press card, "I am a reporter from the Manila Times."

The guard looked at the press card and said, "The president is meeting with the players in the locker room. You are an American reporter. Leave me too."

As we all know, Filipinos are most afraid of Americans, so this sentence carries a lot of weight.

Lopez was anxious, "I know what the Chinese want to do, I have to remind them", and Lopez wanted to break in after speaking.

But the guard had practiced before, so without any explanation, he folded Lopez's hands behind his back, and then took Lopez away like picking up a chicken. Lopez, who had been subdued, was still talking, and kept shouting: "The Chinese team is trying to paralyze us, and the Chinese team is trying to paralyze us."

*****
In the Philippine locker room, the players sat upright because the president was right in front of them.

"Boys, you did a great job. You were able to score 0-0 with the Chinese team in the first half. I'm proud of you."

The Filipino players also found it strange that the Chinese team didn't seem to exert their strength in the first half, and they didn't know why, but since the president praised himself, of course they were very happy.

Just listen to the President of the Philippines continue to say: "But this is not enough, on our land, we want to beat the Chinese team."

When everyone heard it, they shouted "Damn."

"You politicians play lip service, but football is played with real knives and guns,"

But who dares to refute the president's words in person.

The reason why the President of the Philippines was elected was because of his lip service. The more he said, the more excited he became, "For the dreams of 8000 million Filipinos, I ask you to beat the Chinese team."

"yes`i`can"

Everyone shouted along with the president.

When Don Quixote lost his head and rushed to the windmill, the result can be imagined, it was a tragedy.

*****
If the Filipino players were still rational in the first half, then in the second half, the Filipino players had completely lost their rationality. Their three lines moved forward, and even the back line was pressed near the center circle.

At this time, Li Guo knew that the time had come, he stood up and walked to the sidelines, stretched out his index finger and kept stirring in the air, which meant to speed up.

The Philippine midfielder was intercepted by the Chinese team during a through pass. At this time, the Chinese team quickly moved forward from the side. The midfielder picked the ball up. An exquisite pass-run coordination and a beautiful anti-offside. The entire defense line of the Philippines was useless.

The wide players of the Chinese team took the ball and moved forward quickly, because the Philippine defense line was completely empty. The Chinese team did not choose a more complicated cooperation, but directly cut inside and shot.

The goal was scored, without any suspense, 1 to 0.

As soon as the goal was scored, the scene was suddenly silent, and the Philippine president in the stands turned ugly, "Why is the plot different from what he imagined?"

Sometimes football is really similar to war. As long as the stalemate is broken, the balance will completely tip to one side. Before the Filipino players can recover, the second goal came again. This time, the Chinese team bullied the Filipino players who are not tall.

2:0.

To make matters worse, the Filipino players also had problems with their physical fitness. Originally, when it was 0-0, they could still rely on one breath to hold on, but now that the breath has been vented, they suddenly feel that their legs are as heavy as lead.

The Philippine head coach walked to the sidelines. At this time, like ants on a hot pot, the Filipino players could not run anymore, while the Chinese team seemed to have just finished warming up. He predicted that something bad would happen and they might be beaten, so he hurriedly asked the players on the bench to warm up.

Before the Philippines made a substitution, the third and fourth goals came one after another. Seeing this, the President of the Philippines turned pale. He said angrily, "Don't watch it, go back to the presidential palace."

And many Filipino fans at the scene also started to leave early. At this time, the game was only going on for 70 minutes, but everyone couldn't stand it anymore.

*****
At this time, Lopez was very anxious. He was locked in a small guard room by the guards. In order to prevent him from causing trouble, he was not allowed to leave until the end of the game.

And there is no TV in the guard room, so Lopez doesn't know what's going on outside, and doesn't know if the Philippines can create a miracle. "I hope my worries are unnecessary."

At this time, he was still thinking that maybe the Chinese team was not deliberately showing weakness, but was not acclimatized in the Philippines. He remembered that the Japanese team had an expedition to the Philippines before, and the Japanese players vomited and diarrhea because of the acclimatization.

"Yes, it must be that the Chinese players are not acclimatized," Lopez said with a smile on his face.

The game was over, the guard opened the door of the guard room, "You can go now."

"Did we win?"

"Fuck you!" Today is the National Disgrace Day of the Philippines, and this idiot asked us if we won?

"what happened?"

"Get out," the guard yelled.

Looking at the five big and three thick guards in front of him, Lopez, who was usually arrogant, could no longer be arrogant. He picked up his bag and quickly left the guard room.

Leaving the stadium, Lopez saw the Filipino fans drooping their heads like frosted eggplants.

It is estimated that they lost. This is expected by Lopez. As a professional football reporter, he knows the strength of the Chinese team very well, but the number of losses should not exceed 5. The Chinese team is not that strong yet.

At this time, Lopez's cell phone rang, and it was the editor-in-chief of the newspaper. "Hello, boss."

"Where is your boy, I've been calling you,"

Lopez explained for a while, but the editor-in-chief couldn't listen to the explanation at all, "Okay, I won't listen to the explanation, I just want to tell you that you won't come here in the future."

As soon as this remark came out, Lopez was like a thunderbolt, "What happened?"

"What happened? We lost eight, 8-0, I don't think Filipinos will ever watch football again, so as a football reporter, you don't have to."

After speaking, the editor-in-chief dropped the phone, leaving only Lopez on the other end of the phone there.

"Eight? How is that possible?"

In fact, if the Filipinos played the bus honestly, they should not lose so much. It is a pity that they slapped their swollen faces to pretend to be fat, and this time their faces were really swollen.

Lopez lost the bet, even if he reneged on his debts and didn't run naked, he would be a joke in the Philippines, so the editor-in-chief of Chicken Thieves simply fired him.

In desperation, Lopez slammed the Nokia in his hand. He had dropped this phone before, and Nokia claimed to be indestructible, but this time, for some reason, the phone fell to pieces. This time, Lopez was in pain. The salary in the Philippines is not high. Even though he is a reporter, this phone is his three-month salary.

"Li Guo, I can't stop talking to you," Lopez said bitterly.

(End of this chapter)