[Football] Goalkeeper Superstar

The next day's Premier League newspapers mostly covered the title of "A Rising Star Rising" for the game the day before yesterday. They analyzed in detail the first game of Leicester City's rebirth, and took away 4 goals away. The most important thing is The most important thing is to seal the opponent.The newspaper's analysis of this game is quite objective, especially for Kevin Sanders, whose performance in the game cannot be ignored, the analysis is even more authentic.There is no excessive pursuit, nor excessive suppression, just an analysis of this game.

"...Sunderland's combat effectiveness is not top-notch. If we really want to go to a strong team, such as Manchester United and Liverpool, can Kevin Saunders continue to keep clean sheets against opponents?"

There is some truth in what he said. Afterwards, Kevin was analyzed.This article in the newspaper analyzed the accuracy of Kevin's predictive ability. No one knew about Kevin's predictive ability and dynamic vision, but there were some signs of it.

What is Kevin's attitude towards this kind of thing?

No attitude, because he doesn't read newspapers at all.

It was already noon, and the curtains blocked out most of the sunlight.Kevin opened his eyes vaguely. He blinked several times while lying on the bed, and then he woke up a little bit.But... Kevin vaguely pulled out his new mobile phone from under his pillow, and then vaguely clicked on the screen.Since he went to bed at 10:10 last night and turned on the silent mode, it is now 11:[-] in the morning, and he has slept for [-] and a half hours.During this period, there have been as many as ten missed calls.

There was one call from friend John, but he knew Kevin's schedule, so after his call was not answered, he sent another text message to congratulate Kevin on his victory in the first battle.

From the second phone call, it was all unfamiliar numbers.

Kevin looked at it and didn't call back, but continued to tuck the phone under the pillow, then covered his head with the blanket on his body, and wanted to sleep for a while and go back to the cage.

……

Football players are less likely to get up early, because they need to ensure sleep and experience.However, the Premier League is a special case. In order to serve its huge Asian market, a few games have been changed to noon in the past two years, but most games will still be played in the afternoon or evening.

Kevin staggered and reluctantly got up from the bed.Now his eyes are barely open, he still misses the soft pillow very much, he finally struggled to get up from the bed, but immediately fell on the pillow again, he didn't even want to open his eyes.

Today is a vacation, the club will not have physical and tactical training until the afternoon, and nothing else.However, Kevin himself practiced a lot of extra courses. He needed to go out for a run in one and a half hours, eat early and late lunch, and then go directly to the club.

In the club, there is a half-hour warm-up first, and then there is an intra-team match. After that, the players will eat a lunch in the club according to the nutritionist's ratio, which is basically all grass.

Then the afternoon is the focus of life for the players.

Those who have endorsements go to events, those who have competitions play games, and those who have nothing either go home to spend time with their wives and children, or want to spend their afternoons in the gym and the personal coach they hired for a bachelor like Kevin.However, Kevin's weekly salary is only [-] yuan, and the expensive consumption of private education is not within his budget.

As we all know, when Ronaldo entered Manchester United in 2003, his weekly salary was already [-] pounds. At that time, he bluntly said that he had already spent most of his salary by hiring a personal trainer.

It can be seen how expensive the price of private education is.

With Kevin's current salary, he simply can't afford it.

So what will Kevin do in the afternoon?

The answer is: more training.And it's an extra workout in the free fitness center.

He will spend his entire afternoon in the club's fitness center, starting a full range of physical training and fire fighting training.Kevin's effort is directly linked to his performance on the field.

After dealing with the training problem, Kevin finally returned to the vicinity of the club in the evening. He ordered a dinner in a restaurant, and while eating the meal, he was replying to the information of his friend John.

Halfway through the meal, his cell phone rang without warning, and Kevin could only put down his fork and answer the call.

"Hello?"

"It's me, if I don't want to find your number, will you never call me?" Dijia's voice rang on the phone.

"Dijia?" Kevin sat up straight and said, "Sorry, I really don't know where to find your phone number."

The words were in place, and half of the anger in Dijia's heart disappeared immediately.Because Di Jia knew that Kevin was telling the truth, he really had no way to find Di Jia's phone number.

"So, how are you doing recently?" Kevin poked his food with a fork, and felt that it was really unpalatable, and he really didn't want to eat any more.

"I'm in Turin, Italy, I'm in the Juventus team."

"The one in the black and white shirt?" Kevin was a little impressed.

"Yes."

"congratulations."

Di Jia smiled: "I should congratulate you, you performed really well in the game yesterday." Di Jia turned over on his bed, and then said with a smile: "I just saw the news this morning, Damn jet lag."

"Oh~" Kevin smiled: "Thank you."

Tiga also smiled and asked, "How did you feel about the first match?"

"It's good. Those people are not as good at kicking the ball as you are." Kevin looked at the reflection of the glass in the window and said, "Especially for the kind of high-speed ball, you don't kick it out quickly, and it bounces when you touch it It's a long way off. They're far worse than you."

Di Jia laughed loudly on the phone: "Of course~."

At this moment, Kevin suddenly shifted his gaze to the TV in front of the restaurant. On it, a man wearing a PSG jersey had just scored a single goal. He was laughing and running with his hands open to celebrate his victory. victory.Kevin's eyes were immediately attracted, and then he forgot about Di Jia who was still talking on the phone.

Kevin stared firmly at the man on the TV, as if a flame was burning in his eyes.

"...Are you still listening?"

"Yes." Kevin saw that the TV had switched to the commercial time, and he immediately became fascinated and listened carefully to Di Jia's words: "Are you still used to it in Italy? At least, the food should be great." Speaking of this , Kevin forked the food on the table with a fork in boredom.

"That's right, the Italian food is really great." Kevin heard Tiga's praise as if it came from the soul, and he felt that he immediately started to feel hungry.

"I shouldn't ask you this topic, I'm hungry again."

There was an extraordinarily arrogant laugh from Dijia on the other end of the phone. Through the days of playing football together, Dijia had already known one of Kevin's little hobbies, which was food.But such a person who likes to eat delicious food suddenly left him in England, one can imagine his misery.

Dijia comforted: "Okay, okay, I will send you something delicious."

Here Kevin smiled happily.

"need more!"

"Row!"

“I want Italian special food!”

"sure, no problem!"

Ten days later, Ibrahimovic received a very weird e-mail in the e-mail sent by his official fans. There were only a few words on it: Ibrahimovic, hello, I am your admirer, what do you like to eat?

Ibrahimovic is not interested in those weird questions, but suddenly he is very interested in this question, because there is a sentence below: I don’t know if you don’t like Italian food?I have asked a friend to send some delicacies from Italy, and I have mailed you a copy, pay attention to check.

It stands to reason that players' emails will definitely be screened by the club and even the security guards, but Ibrahimovic doesn't know what's wrong. After reading the address of this anonymous email, I also mentioned it to the security guards in Paris. A package sent to myself, from the UK.After some security checks, the security finally confirmed its safety.

Ibrahimovic is also very happy that he can finally open the package.

After opening, mixed joys and sorrows.

Good news: the ziplock bag of sausage risotto was perfect and looked delicious.

The worry is: he really doesn't dare to eat Italian beef offal.