football's most handsome

"United took off."

Frank said almost sluggishly, this sentence became the headlines of the second day aside, in short, when the two of them reacted, Manchester United suddenly went crazy and rushed towards Crystal Palace at halftime. It shocked the players on the opposite side, and it also shocked all the spectators watching the game.

Football has always been a team sport, but there is no shortage of peerless heroes who are single-handedly saviors.

Juan Diaz didn't ride thousands of miles alone, yet when the ball was passed to his feet, it seemed that the whole world came to life.

The ball is difficult for Manchester United to handle. Generally speaking, as long as you find Juan's position, you can pass it. After a few seconds, you can get a powerful assist.The great thing about Juan is that he has been focusing on observing his teammates for half a season, knowing their habits and footwork, no matter which direction the ball is passed from, the opponent can catch the ball very comfortably .

Once the pass is smooth, is the attack still far away?

Juan looked up as the ball came again from Phil Neville's direction.The noise in Old Trafford seemed to grow louder, and he only felt that there was a roar in his ears. He took a deep breath, and his blood was boiling.

"Crystal Palace played very dirty in this game," Frank was very worried, "We still have two young beets on the field in this game, can they withstand it?"

"I think what they need to think about now is not whether they can withstand it." Dean frowned, "but how to protect themselves... They are our future, but don't get injured in this game. "

"During the FA Cup match, we heard that Juan, who leads the team, often trains them. Do you think he will teach the little beets to flop?" Frank asked hopefully, only to get Dean's glance. .

"Do you think Juan can flop..." He didn't graduate from the La Masia Film and Television Academy.

"...Juan got the ball." Frank changed the subject abruptly, refusing to think about such a sad thing. "This time his ball seems to be a bit slow. We can see that he didn't choose to pass the ball to anyone, but took the ball forward by himself. Does he have any ideas?"

Juan has some ideas. After all, he has played so many times for Manchester United. He only scored a goal when he faced Real Madrid. At other times, he consciously made a wedding dress for the Red Devils. Heavy.

He is used to being the strategist behind the victory, but today his blood is boiling, he wants to try the feeling of being a hero. ,

"Oh! Juan Diaz's long-distance attack! Crystal Palace obviously didn't expect him to have this trick!" Frank jumped up from the stool again. To be honest, he didn't expect such a scene to appear, after all Juan has been very calm since he arrived at Manchester United, like a bottomless pool of water.

Today, he finally showed his aggressiveness on the court.

His style of play cannot be said to be unelegant, after all, he has been in contact with three of the four most elegant players in the world, and has learned a lot, but at the same time he also has an advantage that these people do not have-speed.

His speed is not the best in the world, but at least he is among the best. At least it is easy to get rid of the lagging defenses in the Premier League. However, the players of Manchester United were obviously taken aback by him. Van Nistelrooy, who was at the front, started running subconsciously, and Cristiano also ran behind Juan.

"Wow, this scene! Welcome to the 100m relay race at Old Trafford! We can see that the player who is currently leading the ball is Juan Dias! Who is he targeting, Ronaldo , or Fonny??" Frank obviously watched the fun and was not afraid of big things, so he just gloated and laughed in the live broadcast room.

Dean knew his partner very well, and he sighed helplessly: "Frank, you make me very difficult to answer."

"What's wrong with that! You just say, 'Juan! Juan! He's gone into the opposition's half! He's threatening the goal! Manchester United's hero! He's...'"

"Al!!" Dean shouted suddenly. Frank, who had never heard his partner so excited, froze for a moment. After Dean shouted, he continued to speak faster, "Juan Diaz! The hero of Manchester United! He tilted the balance of victory in the direction of Manchester United, and in the current situation of half the main force, half the substitute, mixed with a few youth players, he opened the first record for Manchester United!"

"What are you so excited for?! Shock me!"

"...You talk too much nonsense, can you live broadcast it?" Dean couldn't help but look at him with contempt, and Frank couldn't help turning around muttering.

"Well, it's just a live broadcast. You're so excited that I'd think you scored a goal...!" He was taken aback, "When did Manchester United score?!"

The score in the upper left corner has changed to 1:0, and the Manchester United players in the picture are hugging and celebrating together, and the goal list is displayed at the bottom of the screen, which is the name of Juan Diaz.

"Just now, idiot." Dean couldn't help complaining, "If you continue to talk like this, I'll hit your head with an inflatable sledgehammer. I'm serious."

"Okay, I don't want to say anything." Frank spread his hands, "Look how harmonious and friendly the Manchester United players are and pay attention to the friendship of teammates. How about a warm hug from the two of us?"

"Go away! Get out!"

After scoring a goal, Manchester United's situation has obviously improved, but Juan is obviously still not satisfied with this situation.He looked up at the scoreboard. There were still 8 minutes left in the game, but he was still stunned when he casually scanned the big screen.

It was something he had expected to see the bouncing Sir on the screen... But why did the screen turn into another old man with his head down and writing something down in his notebook?

And that old man looks quite familiar...

But before Juan could react, the screen turned away, and Juan shook his head.

No matter who he is, the game is the most important!

The second round of surprise attack on Crystal Palace happened soon after Juan planned it.When the opposing player dribbled the ball and tried to break through him, Juan’s face remained unchanged, and he seemed to break the ball with just a slight step under his feet. The opposing player didn’t seem to realize that the ball was gone, and he was still looking at him vigilantly. Get into a ball-protecting pose.

After Juan took the ball away from the opponent's feet, he tapped his heel lightly. The opponent player saw a red gust of wind flashing past Juan's back. When he took a closer look, the big No. [-] was flying away. And under his feet is a white elf - Cristiano Ronaldo!

Since arriving at Manchester United, Cristiano's speed has gradually increased to a terrifying stage, especially since he is still working hard on his skills. It can be said that Manchester United's No. [-] magician has now encountered most of the Premier League players. The defenders are happy and unafraid.

...that is, the physical confrontation needs to be strengthened.

Cristiano and Ruud van Nistelrooy had a two-for-one match, Ruud van Nistelrooy's shot was hit with a palm, but unfortunately the goalkeeper on the opposite side failed to send the ball completely, so under the almost desperate gaze of everyone in the Crystal Palace, Manchester United No. [-] took off and headed to the top.

"Al! Cristiano Ronaldo!" Accompanied by the cheers of the whole Old Trafford, the live broadcast hall of Sky Sports was also full of voices. Frank was really happy for the Red Devils No. [-]. This child was the one they watched grow up , It can be said that he can have the energy he has today, and many Manchester United fans feel very relieved.

Half a season ago, they were still questioning, where did Manchester United get such a little-known kid at a high price? Is this going to scratch the lottery?

But more than half a season has passed, and it turns out that even if it was a lottery scratch, Ferguson bought back a good lottery ticket with a lot of rewards and a huge bonus!The prizes are one-for-one!

"The second tier of stands at Old Trafford will be shaken down!" Dean was also very excited. Now that Manchester United's future is bright, they are naturally happy.Although the FA's suppression and Ferdinand's eight-month suspension have cast a cloud over them, everyone firmly believes.

These storms will definitely pass, Manchester United is still the invincible Manchester United!

As long as Sir Alex is here, everything will be fine!

Glory to Manchester United echoed in Old Trafford, and the whole stadium was full of laughter.At the end of the last 10 minutes of the game, Manchester United scored two goals in a row. Unless Crystal Palace can show their power, Manchester United's game will still end with three points.

The league championship, the bag!

After the hilarity, it was Dean who spoke first: "Hey, tell me, can Juan get into that person's eyes?"

"I think it can!" Frank is very sure. "Everyone can see the changes that Juan has brought to the situation after he came on the field. I don't believe he can't see it! Portugal is in need of such a person to link up the midfield. With him With Rui Costa connecting the front and back courts, why do Portugal need to worry?"

What the two of them were discussing was self-evident—Juan glanced past the screen in the sports battle, and they both could see clearly that the old man with his head down remembering something was Scolari, the current head coach of the Portuguese national team!

Obviously, when he came to the scene today, he just wanted to compare the candidates for recruitment.Portugal avoided all the previous games and played from the group stage, which also made the warning time later than usual.

In fact, Scolari came to observe Cristiano today.He naturally knew Manchester United's No. [-] long ago, but after all, hearing is believing and seeing is believing, and Ferguson is more comfortable with how to use him, maybe he can learn something from it.

Facts have proved that the surprise for him today is much bigger than he imagined.

Cristiano is indeed an excellent and excellent player. He never stops running and fighting hard on the court. Although he is immature in passing and running positions, there is still room for improvement. His achievements are definitely no less than that of Rui Costa-his positioning of Manchester United's No. [-] is a midfielder.

Originally seeing this, he was already satisfied today. The hopeful star of the Portuguese team was obviously working very hard, and he was not afraid of any mistakes during the game, but when the game went on to the last 10 minutes, he did not know what to do. It was a real surprise.

Juan Diaz.

He knew about this person, but he hadn't paid much attention to him. He also knew that this person had come off the bench in many matches for the Red Devils, but he had also heard that this person was actually semi-retired and died at a young age. He was very sorry for the car accident, and naturally he didn't think that this person could achieve much.

—Now, he regrets thinking so.

Comparing before and after he played, the Red Devils were almost two teams. Even if he did nothing and stood on the pitch, the Manchester United players seemed to start running in a jolt, and the exuberant vitality shocked him.

What surprised him the most was the backheel pass.

He has experienced the most turbulent era in football, and naturally knows whose unique style is more like a masterpiece. He made up his mind in an instant and wrote "Juan Diaz" in his notebook.

He must be responsible for his negligence, and he must watch the game about this player no matter what when he goes back.

Manchester United's home game against Crystal Palace ended with a score of 2:0. Juan's one pass and one shot helped Manchester United win. The expression on Ferguson's face obviously looked better. Juan was very relieved when he left the field He patted him on the shoulder: "Good job, young man, how do you feel?"

"It's great." Juan took a deep breath and smiled. He was a bit late for playing today. He didn't even sweat after 10 minutes of exercise. It was just a warm-up, but this also prevented Juan from robbing The embarrassment of the tap.

... Several times he wanted to go in to take a bath, but when other people saw him, their subconscious reaction was to cover his crotch, or turn his back on him. The most important thing is that these old men would try their best to squeeze into a corner and avoid it He would rather a few people grab a faucet than stand next to him to wash...

Juan: You mentally retarded!

He once pulled Keane seriously to talk about this matter, but Keen blushed and beat him to death without saying anything. Anyway, Juan coerced and lured him for a long time before stammering: "Then... I said it, Do not get angry?"

"Say it!" Juan said happily, everything must wait for him to hear before making a decision.

"Actually, it's actually because..."

No one else knew what Keane said that day. Juan’s expression was still very normal since that day, but at the same time, the basic training volume of all Manchester United players was more than doubled, not counting extra training. kind of.

Ferguson was also very worried about this. Although he approved of this plan...but it didn't seem that there was such a terrible amount of training at that time, right?He also asked about the amount of training in the routine conversation of the coaching staff. Before Juan could speak, the physical fitness coach had already stood up: "Sir Sir, there are many players on the team who are not playing on multiple lines. There will be no such situation with my team, and my team's mental outlook is very abnormal, and I suspect it may have something to do with the previous tradition in the team."

When Ferguson thought of the team tradition he abolished, his whole face turned black. He looked at Juan and Mr. Smith in silence, and Smith also stood up: "I also think there may be such a problem, Although our league has not been very concerned about the private life of the players, but in order to prevent the second... such a situation, I paid a little attention and found that the players have some inappropriate activities."

He brought Beckham's name very vaguely, but everyone present knew who he was referring to. Ferguson's expression was cloudy, but when he talked about his private life, he still raised his eyebrows: "I don't know." Remember what commercial activities they have about advertising."

"Yes, but they are about 'sex'..." Mr. Smith was a little embarrassed, he looked at Juan, and everyone looked at Juan, including the Sir.

So Juan got up very calmly.

"After all, it is not surprising that men are interested in sex. But according to my observation, many players in the team are already addicted to sex, and they are somewhat unable to extricate themselves. In order to let them use their excess physical strength in normal place, so after research, we hope to increase the training volume of all players."

After a pause, Juan smiled.

"It allows them to focus more on the game."

Ferguson was convinced, and the miserable days of Manchester United players began.However, it is precisely this amount of training as a base that Manchester United can gain the upper hand in the battle against Arsenal for the top spot.

After the game, the whole team returned to the locker room, and the others went in to take a shower. Juan put on the jacket and trousers of the training uniform to solve everything, so he stood outside the locker room early and waited for Sir Alex Ferguson to see if Sir Alex would take him. Go to a press conference.

But today, there seems to be an unexpected visitor outside Manchester United's dressing room.Juan raised his eyebrows and looked at the old man behind the lord, and finally knew where the sense of familiarity just now came from——

"Juan, don't you need me to introduce you?" Sir Alex patted him on the shoulder, "Seize the opportunity, I will go to the front first." Obviously, Sir Alex is going to the meeting alone this time, but Juan did not Instead of chasing after him, he stood still and looked at the person in front of him.

Scolari, the coach of the Portuguese national team, smiled at him and held out his hand: "Hello, Dias."

Juan froze for a moment, and held his hand back: "Hello, sir. Cristiano is taking a bath inside, do you need me to call him?"

"No, I'm here to look for you." The old man smiled and frowned, looking troubled. "That's right, I heard from Alex that you work part-time at Manchester United...or, you have multiple jobs, right?"

Juan nodded, this is something the entire Premier League knows, and he has nothing to hide.

"In that case, I have an idea..." Scolari spoke very slowly, but Juan couldn't help but take a deep breath while listening. "Would you like to work part-time when you are in the national team?"

"Part-time translator?"

"Part-time teaching assistant." The old man ignored his cold joke, but raised his eyebrows, "How is it?"

"..." Juan felt that he was not well, "Is this what you mean?"

"That's what Sir Alex meant." Scolari patted him on the shoulder to express comfort, "Although he didn't tell me the specific reason, he recommended you to me. He also said that you will understand , don’t need him to say more… May I ask what is the reason?”

Scolari was naturally very surprised. Ferguson never praised anyone like that. Even Beckham and Ronaldo, he never used so many words to praise them, especially when recommending him to another person. .

Moreover, if he has a right-hand man like Juan, he will try his best to stay by his side anyway, especially if he wants to become the head coach of a certain club in the future, Juan's help must not be underestimated.

But Ferguson did just that. Obviously, although he was very reluctant to give up Juan, he still recommended him to Scolari: "According to his situation, playing football is no longer the best choice, but I am in Juan. He sees infinite hope as a coach in him, so I hope you will support him no matter what, and you will soon find that he is worth it.”

Scolari naturally believed in Ferguson's vision, and no one in the entire football world would not believe in Alex Ferguson's vision.

So for Ferguson's recommendation, Scolari readily agreed. He has seen Juan's performance on the court. In fact, he is also looking forward to his performance as an assistant coach. After all, he has only just taken over the Portuguese national team. For a long time, I always hope to know more about this place.

As for whether those veterans will obey Juan Diaz's command...that's really another headache for him.

Juan and Scolari chatted for a while, especially since the two of them were still the same agent, and they had a lot to talk about, from Jorge Mendes to how many colleagues they have now, and then to the current situation. Is there any little demon star in football who is worthy of their agent's shot? The two chatted happily, even Cristiano didn't know when he came out of the locker room wiping his messy head.

"Juan, do you know where the hair dryer is?!"

Seeing the Portuguese teenager retract his neck like lightning while screaming, Juan and Scolari shook their heads helplessly at the same time.

Child, your psychological quality is not up to standard... How can you be so excited when you see the coach of the national team outside?

Juan nodded apologetically at Scolari, went in and fished out the child. Cristiano buried his head in the ground. He didn't want the future national team coach to see his unruly head. hairstyle! tat

But Scolari didn't care about this at all, and patted Cristiano on the shoulder with a smile: "Hello, Ronaldo. Come on during the European Cup. We will get along for a long time in a while, don't be so afraid!"

"Okay, okay..." Cristiano looked up slowly, and Juan looked at the two people asking and answering, a little amused.When facing the well-known good guy Scolari in football, the Portuguese teenager was so nervous, but when facing the famous "hairdryer" Sir Alex Ferguson, how could this kid be so jumpy?

For example, now, "It seems that you guys had a good chat." Sir Ferguson walked out from the corner while talking. Obviously he came back from the press conference, and he seemed to be in a good mood. See Come today, the reporters still failed to deflate Manchester United's top gun battle, gratifying to congratulate, gratifying to congratulate.

Cristiano's eyes lit up as soon as he saw Sir Alex, and he threw Scolari behind and jumped over: "My Lord!"

"What?" Before Sir Alex realized what was going on, Cristiano had already turned his body sideways, and Sir Alex walked forward subconsciously, blocking the Portuguese teenager behind him. "Both of you have seen Coach Scolari, do a good job and don't be ashamed."

"I won't!" Cristiano said in disbelief, hooking his head from behind the lord. Juan raised his eyebrows at him with a half-smile, "Then you mean I will?"

The premeditated Portuguese teenager shrank back listlessly.

Seeing the interaction of these three people, Scolari raised his eyebrows with interest. After all, for him, the way these three people get along is really interesting, and two of them are members of his national team. There may be some other gains from coming to the European Cup this time, and it is not necessarily true.

But it's getting late now, and he planned to go to another place to observe the situation, so he said goodbye to the three people earlier, and wrote something down in the notebook when he left, which made Sir Alex very upset.

"What did the two of you tell him just now?" The Scottish old man hugged the two of them in front of him, ready to torture him, "Why did he watch the show for a long time?" Although Scolari is well-known in the circle, Good old man, but at the same time he is also an old fox!When he saw him laughing at Sir Alex, he felt uncomfortable all over his body.

"I didn't say anything..." Cristiano was a little at a loss, "It's just that you have to work hard when you are in the national team..."

Juan was even more straightforward: "We talked about Jorge, our agent."

The Sir looked at it. Cristiano looked confused, and Juan looked unfathomable. He wanted to know who the problem was, so he patted Cristiano on the shoulder and said, "Go ahead and pack your things." .”

"Okay!" The Portuguese teenager ran back to the locker room. Juan smiled at Sir Alex, then sighed deeply, full of melancholy.

"My lord—I didn't expect that you are so tired of me that you want to drive me away early? It's really too cruel..."

Seeing that Juan's tone became low as he spoke, but the smile on his face grew wider, the grandfather slapped him helplessly: "Come on boy, don't give me a cheap price and act like a good boy, learn from Scolari. Point to note, he is more delicate in terms of tactics, learning more is good for your future."

He paused and sighed.

"Anyway, you always have to leave, why don't you find a better place to try... The national team's schedule is relatively easy, or the local competition, you have an advantage. After the two months of the European Cup, whether you go to Any club can have some confidence. But try not to continue to be an assistant coach, find a team that allows you to become the head coach, don't be cowardly and just do it!"

Juan was a little dumbfounded, but still nodded: "Okay."

Sir Alex nodded in satisfaction, and patted him on the shoulder: "Although I really want you to stay, but I know that staying at Manchester United will only drag you down. Come on, work hard lad, you must go through a lot if you want to become a king." Fighting is the same no matter what field you are in."

"I will work hard." Juan nodded with a smile.He has never been a person who is used to shouting to express his feelings, but Ferguson can already see his determination for the future from his eyes.

"Very good." So he was relieved, and patted the young man on the shoulder, "For the last few games, play hard."

"It must live up to your expectations."

No one else knew about the news that Juan was going to leave. The entire Manchester United first team still bowed their heads and walked away when they saw him as before. Both Ferguson and Juan could only look at each other with a helpless smile. Ferguson was helpless. The kid's prestige in Manchester United seems to be getting higher day by day, but Juan is helpless.

——Why did he "accidentally" let these people know the reason why their training volume suddenly increased so much?

haha.

Facing the assistant coach with the devil's tail behind them, the entire Manchester United team was in tears.They also respect Juan very much. Although Juan is younger than most of them in terms of age, he is not bad at all for the sake of Manchester United. Never had an overdose.

And in the game, they often fight side by side, which makes Juan's presence in the team quite subtle.

So when Cristiano secretly said in the locker room: "Juan is leaving.", the first reaction of the whole team was surprise and joy.

Fuck, if this person really leaves, they will be liberated!

"Where is he going?" Scholes asked, and Cristiano blinked. "National team."

"...Cut——" The whole team raised their middle fingers at the Portuguese teenager. Everyone knew that Juan would definitely go to the national team, okay? Portugal is not stupid!

"Oh, that's not what I meant!" Seeing that the big brothers seemed to lose interest in his topic, Cristiano said anxiously. "I mean, he's going to the national team!"

"Isn't he the captain of your Portuguese U21 team? He should go." Keane waved his hand at him disapprovingly, "But I see, you and he will definitely be called up to the first team this time, after all you guys They've done really well this season."

"I also think that keeping Juan and Cristiano in U21 is too much trouble for those youngsters..." Look at the boys in Carrington!

"No, no!" Cristiano was in a panic. He had never felt that it was so inconvenient for him not to be fluent in English. "What I want to say is..."

"He probably wants to say, I'm going to the national team to be an assistant coach." The cold voice came from the door of the locker room, and most people in the locker room were shivering, but Cristiano hadn't responded yet, excited A clap.

"Yes! That's what it means! Uh... Juan..." He looked helplessly at the little captain standing at the door with a half-smile, and he was in a bad mood.

Juan raised his eyebrows at him: "Is there any news to announce?"

"No, no more..."

"Okay, then let me talk about today's training." Juan waved the tactical board in his hand to everyone without changing his expression, "Today's main training goal is to improve the efficiency of the team's passing and receiving, so except All but Howard, Peter and Archert three goalkeepers need to complete [-] touches..."

The whole locker room suddenly burst into wailing, and after Juan informed everyone of today's training program without changing his face, he smiled at everyone: "Of course, there is also a routine lap grab, Sir Alex and I will watch everyone from both sides, please come on .Do you have any other questions?"

Everyone looked at him with grief and indignation. Generally speaking, at this time, Keen would take the lead and say that there is no problem, but Juan waited and waited and still did not get Keen's answer, so he couldn't help being surprised Looking up: "What?"

"You, are you really leaving?" Giggs asked after swallowing.

"Yes, the end of the season." Juan nodded without changing his expression, "But in the last few days, the training volume will still not come down."

...that's not what they're asking!

Although the amount of training is also very important!Why don't you come down! tat

"Well, it turns out that you are really going to be an assistant coach for the national team. Then we won't be able to meet each other when we play?" Giggs looked regretful, but Juan couldn't help complaining about it.

"Of course we can't meet, Wales didn't even make it to the group stage..."

Amidst the laughter in the locker room, the Welshman shrugged helplessly, and he couldn't help it. Who made the national team weak?

"Then are you still playing the game?" The person who asked this sentence was Ruud, with blazing fire in his eyes.

Ruud van Nistelrooy is the captain of the Dutch team, and this time the Tulip Legion has won a place in the group stage, and he is passionate about it.

Although it is not that he has never played against Juan during the team training, but every time he loses more and wins less, the Dutchman who refuses to admit defeat has a flame in his heart, ready to erupt at any time.Now the European Cup has given him this hope, no matter what, he hopes that he can fight Juan squarely once!

Juan was naturally very familiar with Fanny's eyes, so he smiled and nodded: "Yes."

This is not out of arrogance or complacency, but self-confidence in his own strength-in any case, Scolari will not let him sit on the bench as an assistant coach, no matter which coach Will be willing to let him sit like this.

Just like a first-class swordsman can't help but want to use a rare sword, a coach will never have the heart to let him be dusted when he sees some players!

"Okay!" Ruud laughed out loud, and other people in the locker room couldn't help casting sympathetic glances—it's over, the Dutchman is crazy.But those who know him know it, and those who don't know him don't need to understand it. Fanny got up and stretched out his hand to Juan.

"A word is settled!"

Juan raised an eyebrow and took his hand.

"see you then."

So during training, Ferguson couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he looked at it.

"Juan, Smith, have you noticed something..." Afraid that he might have misunderstood it, the old Scotchman specifically asked the people around him, "Did Fanny have a blood test today?" Why is he so excited?

Smith was also at a loss, but Juan smiled, but shook his head.

Ferguson turned his head to look at the situation on the field and was at a loss.