football's most handsome

When Juan woke up again, he was already lying somewhere warm.

There were no messy people around. He took a deep breath and turned his head slightly to look at the situation. There was still some roaring in his ears, but he could also faintly hear outside voices.

Sir Alex, Cristiano, and many others...

When he came back to his senses, he realized that he was currently in the lounge.I don't know who carried him in, Juan rubbed his temple, and the pain still made him frown, but at the same time, he also heard a voice, which he was familiar with, the team doctor of Manchester United, but His tone is very heavy now.

"I don't think it's time to call an ambulance now..."

There was an uproar outside, and the loud noise made his head hurt even more. Juan frowned, and then he heard Ferguson's voice: "Quiet me! Don't panic! Listen to the doctor!"

Ferguson's words seemed to work, and the outside quickly quieted down. After a moment of silence, their team doctor continued: "I really don't need to call an ambulance. His brain is overworked and he needs a rest. His brain has protested against him. He was forced into a coma...to put it simply, he was fainted from exhaustion."

For a moment, both Juan and everyone standing outside felt speechless.

Tired and dizzy... ok orz

"Is it really just overwork?" Ferguson asked immediately, "Juan is a man of measure, I don't believe that if it was just an ordinary fainting, he would tell me the kind of 'be a retired player with peace of mind'." Come on."

"It's really overworked." Manchester United's team doctor reassured, "But overworked can also cause casualties. For now, 'Karoshi' is not a rare symptom."

After a pause, he continued: "Not to mention that Dias suffered severe brain trauma, just now, he is an interpreter, a partner trainer, an assistant coach, and sometimes a cameo in the club." In the last game, even a hardened living person couldn't stand such a workload. By the way, I heard that he took advantage of this time to get his international coaching certificate?"

Everyone froze for a moment, looked at each other and stopped talking.Or how to say that the authorities are obsessed with the onlookers, the players don't know the specific situation, and the club can see it clearly. Juan's workload is extraordinarily large.

And even so, he didn't say anything, perfectly completed all the things the club threw up and down, and what he presented was still an impeccable Juan Diaz.

For the first time, the team doctor stood upright in front of all the superstars and scolded everyone including Sir Alex Ferguson: "Although you are usually busy, you are still with him, why don't you teach him?"

"..." The entire Manchester United was speechless.

"Then can we go in and see him now?" In the end, Sir Alex Ferguson spoke first, sounding very calm, and the team doctor reminded him presciently: "I declare in advance that the patient needs to be quiet and rested, and you can't shout at him." Shout!"

"I know." Ferguson nodded to show that he was measured. When he opened the door and entered, he saw the person lying on the bed smiling at him.

Seeing his expression, Ferguson couldn't help taking a deep breath.

"Juan Diaz..." The lord is indeed not angry as he promised, but those eyes still make people feel cold all over his body - I don't know if he has been with Juan for a long time , Ferguson also began to unconsciously use this subwoofer-like angry method.

"I thought you were already an independent, autonomous, responsible, and self-disciplined adult man..."

Juan really wanted to say "Isn't he?", but finally winked: "I will always be just a child to you."

The Sir was choked, and he didn't recover from it for a long time. In order to calm himself down and not to stimulate his already fragile heart, he could only change the subject first: "How do you feel now?"

There were only a few chairs in the lounge, but the team doctor put them together and used them as a simple bed in order to give him a first-aid examination. Juan was covered with several down jackets and blankets. Obviously, the players were afraid that he would catch a cold. Covering him, Juan moved his hands, helpless: "My lord, I feel very heavy..."

"Lack of rest?"

"No, it was pressed by clothes..."

"..."

Juan: :D

"...I won't pursue the rest with you." The lord glared at him several times, "I'll settle the score with you when I'm fully recovered."

After saying this, the old man turned his head and went out without looking back. Obviously, he still had lingering fears about Juan's words, and Juan could only smile wryly.

At that time, he really thought that he was going to die, how could he think so much?

After Sir Alex went out, there was a commotion outside, and soon the second person came in. Seeing that it was the Portuguese teammate, Juan couldn't help raising his eyebrows at him: "What?"

"It's cold, come get your clothes, and check if you're awake." Cristiano flashed in and said honestly, Juan looked at him helplessly: "Take... How long have I been in a coma? "

Only then did he notice that his teammate was still wearing the game jersey, and he couldn't help reaching out and squeezing his hand, which was a little cold. After nine or ten minutes of strenuous exercise, athletes still need to keep warm as soon as possible to avoid sweating, teammate It seems that the cool wind blows too much?

"It didn't take long, 15 minutes." Cristiano pulled his own from his clothes, put it on his body, and then took out his mobile phone to check the time, "You don't know, I was really scared to death when I came down." But don't worry, when you came down, a group of us surrounded you, and no one paid attention to the team doctor!"

"Okay, thank you for your carefulness." Juan stood up helplessly, "Take all the clothes out for everyone, should they all be waiting outside?"

"That's right." Cristiano nodded, and immediately grabbed the clothes on him: "Then I'll go out first?"

"Hurry up and pack up, get ready to go back." Juan sighed and stood up, rubbing his arms, and finally felt that the whole body was much less pressed by the boulder, "Don't catch a cold, hurry up."

"Okay!" Cristiano walked out with his clothes in his arms, and Juan held his head.

In fact, it wasn't that the pain was gone. The two people probably saw his paleness and left so quickly to let him wake up. The team doctor came in again and handed him a thermos: "Drink some hot water."

"No, I'm fine." Juan declined, he took a deep breath and stood up with a calm face, "Thank you, I'm going to pack my things."

"Don't fight like this anymore." The team doctor couldn't help but said, "You always need to give up one or two of the four options. My suggestion is to give up playing football. After all, this is the biggest harm to you right now."

Juan was silent for a while.

"At least past the European Cup."

Portugal hosted the European Cup for the first time, how could he not participate?Playing for the country is the dream of every athlete, and he does not want his trauma to become the biggest stumbling block at all.

Manchester United fans waited outside the field for a long time but still did not see their player bus coming out. Just when everyone was talking, the bus finally drove out slowly, and the faces of the players on the bus were as usual, which made the fans I feel that something is wrong, but I can't say anything.

"Hey, tell me, what happened?"

"...Could it be that you were so excited to celebrate in the away dressing room because you overtook Arsenal to become number one in the league?"

"……It is true……"

"My lord can beat, really."

The fans' speculations have flown to a very unreliable place, while on the bus, Juan was quite helpless listening to the voice on the phone.

"Yes, I'm fine, really... I was just a little tired and rested on Cristiano's body." He assured the phone helplessly, "You still don't believe me? Don't worry."

"Really?" The person on the phone obviously had the intention of being reluctant, and Juan coughed lightly: "It's really true, but I have a headache right now..."

"Then get some rest after you go back!"

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Juan shook his head lightly in the face of the expression Sir Alex saw, "My friend."

There are many friends who are more than friendship in football, and Ferguson expressed his understanding: "You don't know, those reporters have been asking me why Juan didn't come to the interview together, I just said, 'After a fierce game, Di Yasi's physical strength is not very strong, so he needs to take a good rest' to block the past."

"It can only be said that I have obtained your true biography." Juan smiled, "But I still have to learn."

"Don't think that you can just say good things about me." The lord started to stare at him again. "From today onwards, the workload will be halved. No increase without my permission!"

"My lord... I'm just learning from behind you."

"Also, starting today, you are banned from playing."

"My lord!"

"I know you are going to retire completely after the European Cup. It is my fault to let you come back to Manchester United. I also have certain responsibilities." Sir Alex reviewed himself very seriously. And Juan looked like a normal person again, he couldn't help it...

"Actually, I really doubted the certainty of your retirement. I even searched for your retirement records to confirm that it was true. It's just that I have never believed in evil. I insist that you can continue to play on the court. Playing football, and your problems will get better as the game accumulates slowly... It turns out that I was too self-righteous."

Sir Sir was sitting beside him doing self-examination very seriously, and Juan couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"You... It's not your problem." He said softly, "On the contrary, I am very grateful that you gave me the opportunity and reason to return to the green field. Your existence makes me feel warmer than my family. If Without you, I might have been decadent by now."

There was no expression on Sir Alex's face, but he was very relieved in his heart.He watched with his own eyes this taciturn and unsmiling young man gradually become more alive, and began to have various emotions, which made him very happy.

He is not a holy father, and he cannot spoil the children of the world, but at least he has made the one in front of him regain the sunshine in his life, which is good.

But having said that, he has actually been curious about Juan's family for a long time. No matter how he investigates, it seems to be just an ordinary middle-class family. Both parents died, and he was brought up by his sister through hardships. It sounds very inspirational.

—if that sister's name was Albert instead of Eugenia.

Albert is not a common surname, it represents the heaviest historical significance.

Inherited for 539 years, the oldest noble family in Europe, the hereditary duke of Spain, the Albert family.This vast family is run by a matriarch named Kayatana, the most titled noble in the world.

And Eugenia Albert was her youngest daughter.

Of course, the age difference between this Eugenia and Juan's sister Eugenia is more than [-] years old, but who made this Eugenia have a daughter also named Eugenia?

And the younger Eugenia also happens to be a fashion designer.

Juan knew that some things were on the surface, and one could still find clues as long as one went back for many years, so he only described his family lightly: "My mother is Albert, not the Duchess My father is a Portuguese scholar, I was born in Lisbon and settled in Madrid with my parents since I was a child, so I lived with my sister Eugenia."

Lord Ferguson nodded, needless to say what happened after that, the parents had a traffic accident, the orphan was adopted by relatives, and then he grew up all the way to the present.

Juan was not an easy child since he was a child, and it would be no wonder if he grew up in that family.

"If that's the case, you must go back." Sir Alex nodded to express his understanding. Nobles have aristocratic problems. In any case, Juan will not stay in the Red Devils for long.

However, after realizing that the problem was not with Juan himself, Sir Sir’s mood miraculously improved a lot, so when he looked at Juan, his face became more pleasant, and his speech also returned to normal, which made Juan feel at ease for a while. Some are confused.

Are the old people so easy to deal with now? ?

It is a good thing that Sir Alex let him go so easily. Juan is also happy to be free. After all, he also knows that although his workload has been reduced, it is now the end of the season and the most critical moment. Whether it is Manchester United, Arsenal and Chelsea behind are already preparing for the final sprint. If Manchester United wants to maintain their leading position, they must win the next three games.

If they win all, they will be able to become the league champions two rounds ahead of schedule this season, which has to be said to be a very comforting thing.

——To be reasonable, although Manchester United has won many league titles, each time they fought to the end to get it, and there was no such thing as being ahead of schedule.

After all, there are no underdogs in the Premier League.

When Manchester United played away against Newcastle two days later, everyone was surprised to find that Juan simply stood on the touchline wearing a frighteningly expensive outfit this time, with no intention of leaving the field at all, which made the magpies flock They are very dissatisfied.

"Hey, Juan Diaz looks down on us. He played against Blackburn. Our ranking is obviously higher than Blackburn. What does he mean?!"

The whole of St James' Park was booing Manchester United loudly as the commentary groaned, but this time their main target was no longer the players on the pitch - of course, the players still had to boo - just standing on the pitch Someone on the side has a more specific goal.

Amidst the boos all over the sky, Juan and Ferguson stood side by side near the sideline and stood motionless. Ferguson was chewing gum casually. He was used to such a scene, and he might not be used to it without boos.Glancing at the kid beside him, he also had a calm and calm face. He smiled, took out a piece of chewing gum from his pocket, and handed it over: "Do you want it?"

Juan was surprised for a moment, but still nodded and took it: "Thank you very much."

Seeing the old and the young standing on the edge of the court and starting to chew gum, the boos of the audience rose to another level in an instant.

snort!Look down on us!Come on, magpies, give them some color and see!

The Magpie players on the field couldn't tell what they were suffering at all.Naturally, they also understand what it's like to surround them, but now they are a little stretched.

In recent rounds of the league, Newcastle has two wins, one draw and one loss, and is currently ranked sixth from the bottom. Who would believe that this is the result of Newcastle, No.4 in the Premier League last season.

The Magpies have been in an unstable state since the start of the new season. Lualua's performance once made people think that a bright new star was about to rise, but now it seems that all this is just a flash in the pan. Newcastle's offensive organization at the beginning of the game And the speed of advancement is far inferior to that of the Red Devils.

Their captain Shearer is a man, but it is a pity that talents are buried in Newcastle.However, there has never been a lack of loyalty in the Premier League. He still stays at St. James' Park, ready to dedicate his energy to the team at any time.

Now, his top priority is Manchester United's No. [-] - his breakthrough is too fast, it is really difficult to stop him without fouling, unless he can put people off with the greatest danger.

But now it is at the end of the league, and the last few points in the league are tight. The next few games will be crucial battles. If he ends up with a red card at this time, he will definitely become the team's biggest sinner.

——Do you want to lose another game for a game with a high probability of losing, or just gamble on it and see if the Magpies can win this game?

Whether it is three points or one point, it is much better than zero points, right?

But when he came back to his senses, he looked at the scoreboard and suppressed his inner impulse.

0:3, seeing how the score can't be won, he should calm down...