football's most handsome

"Hi everyone, I'm Jen Smith, Sky Sports correspondent, and we're on the Calderon grass right now, looking around we can see the fans coming in, it's getting ready for the first league game!"

Jane got out of the way, and the camera took advantage of the situation to sweep around the stadium. The fans were entering the stadium in an orderly manner, and the staff on the stadium were also doing the final watering and resting for the grass.

"Thank you Jane for bringing us the scene," Frank coughed lightly after thanking his colleagues in the live broadcast room. "Okay, let's look at the fans next, David?"

David is also their colleague, and today he is partnering with Jane Smith to report on Calderon, and another colleague is at the entrance of the other side of the stadium, and he is now standing at the entrance of the fan tunnel.

"David, what's going on with you guys?"

"We are very good here, the fans come in very harmoniously, now I see a group of Deportivo fans, they don't seem to be worried at all?"

He turned his head and handed his microphone to the fans behind, who were wearing Depor's away jersey this season.

Since 01, Deportivo has been sponsored by the Spanish local sports brand JOMA. The color of this year's away game is a gradient color. The top is still as refreshing as snow-capped mountains and white clouds, while the color of the bottom gradually deepens, transitioning to the bottom. It was like sea water at the time. There might not be any problems with such clothes on men's models, but when Dawei turned his head, he saw a group of plump and blood-thumping female fans.

Hearing David's question, the female fans turned to smile sweetly at the camera; "What's the problem?" "That's right, how could there be a problem?"

"Do you think Deportivo will win this game?" David touched his nose subconsciously. Why did he feel that his nose was itchy?

"Correct!"

"Why are you so sure?"

"Because of Redondo, Riquelme, Aimar...Juan...and so on." The female fan's words were very vague, but the smile on her face didn't look like she was watching Instead, he came to see the lover, but seeing the proportion of most of the Depor fans at the scene, David carefully chose to leave a few steps before continuing to speak.

"Well, I don't know why, but I suddenly envy Depor's male fans... the proportion of girls here is too big, right?"

After Frank laughed at him in the live broadcast room, he switched the screen again, this time the screen was an aerial shot, and the player buses of Depor and Atletico Madrid were driving here.

It’s not that the fans of the two teams are not enthusiastic, it’s just that the styles of the two sides are really different. Anyway, Aimar said: "I have never felt so many female fans follow the car..."

Generally speaking, most of the fans who follow the car or come to greet the car are boys. This is not sexist, but female fans are generally more willing to stay inside and wait for their Cavaliers.

But today it seems that the ratio of men to women outside is almost one to one. This is not a normal situation at all. Regarding this, Redondo is very indifferent: "Fans are regardless of gender, as long as they love football, naturally Will follow along."

Everyone in the car thought it made sense and nodded.

Juan looked back, the faces of the little beets in the car were flushed, but they all sat in the car obediently, and they didn't dare to say hello to people outside, even David Louis, who was usually his favorite The tossing babies all sat obediently, Juan was very curious for a moment, and went over to pat him on the shoulder.

"What, are you nervous?"

After being patted on the shoulder, the Brazilian teenager jumped up almost immediately, his face was full of shock, Juan raised his eyebrows after being speechless for a while: "So nervous?"

"It's not that I'm nervous." David Louis stroked his hair full of hair and smirked twice: "After all, no one here knows me, so why am I nervous?"

When he said this, he seemed a little disappointed, and Juan was taken aback.

Regarding the attention of players now, Depco is indeed polarized. For example, Portillo and Redondo, who are more topical, are watched every day, and people like David Silva There are also people who take a look at them, such as Navas, Luis and Thiago Silva, basically a vacuum, the kind that no one pays attention to in front of them, unless it is to ask some other players Question, I want to start with them.

"But I also know that now that I am young, I will always have a bright future in the future." Louis tried to comfort himself, and Juan was silent for a while, and directly reached out and rubbed his head vigorously: "Very Fast."

The Brazilian teenager's face suddenly became brighter, and Juan sat back in his original position, feeling very moved.

Indeed, the current players lack a way for the public to understand themselves, especially players like David Luiz who need the attention of fans and prefer to be more lively. At this time, we must find a way.

...For example, social software?

Juan was lost in thought for a moment, and he didn't even hear Redondo's voice calling him.

"..." The Argentine was helpless, "Coach?"

"Ah, what's the matter?" Juan replied subconsciously, but turned around and saw that it was Redondo, who was in a bad mood: "Uh, boss, you can call me whatever you want..."

"How do I call you?" Redondo raised his eyebrows, but Juan opened his mouth and was speechless.

"Okay, don't worry about these details." The Argentine patted him on the shoulder. "When you get out of the car, don't you have anything to tell everyone?"

"Ah, yes." Juan stood up, and everyone who noticed Juan's movements looked over almost immediately. At this time, the young coach of Dekor realized that the whole audience was actually very nervous, and everyone was waiting for him to speak. , but he was too nervous, and he didn't notice it when he got up just now, and he startled Louis.

After realizing this, Juan was a little guilty, but now is not the time to apologize, he said calmly: "When you get off the car later, everyone pay attention, don't let the media take pictures of you looking scared, hold your head up chest in!"

"Oh!!" A few teenagers shouted out of face. In fact, no matter whether it is broadcast or live broadcast, they are not very good at the situation before the team enters the field, but Laco is really an exception. They are simply a news concentration camp.

"Coach, what does it mean to go in with your head held high, I won't..." Zagorakis raised his hand weakly.

"Aren't you the captain of Greece? Just imagine yourself playing for the national team with a small flag in your hand to win glory for the country!" Andrade yelled from across the aisle, and Zagorakis could only give him one wry smile.

"Even in the national team, I don't have such a high degree of attention."

"Oh, it's so handsome to get out of the car!" Valente interjected. In fact, he was also a little nervous. They have been training for nearly two months, and they also competed with teams from other countries in the middle. However, I still don't know what kind of situation I am in La Liga, and everyone has no confidence in their hearts.

Compared with the uneasy appearance of the young players, those veterans are very troublesome, especially Romario, who still looks lazy. He has never experienced anything, and the start of the league can scare he?

"But how did the handsome man get off the car..."

The Brazilian veteran finally couldn't listen anymore: "It's fine not to be on the same hands and feet when you get out of the car later, keep your head up, no matter how bright the lights in front are, just go with your eyes open!"

"oh oh!!"

Juan smiled: "Don't worry, I've prepared it for everyone... I thought it would be unnecessary, but looking at it now, it seems that the preparation was not in vain."

Although it wasn't as bright as day outside, the flickering light from time to time let him know clearly that when their car stopped, they might see a terrible scene.

When their team staff took out a large bag, everyone was stunned. What's going on?

Their head coach opened the bag, and calmly took out a few pairs of sunglasses from inside: "Later, everyone will choose a pair and put them on and off the bus. Wearing glasses can not only protect your eyes, but also prevent others from discovering what's inside your heart. What are you thinking?"

Indeed, sunglasses are a very necessary thing. After all, it is a big deal when the light outside affects one's mood. After the glasses are distributed, a few people who can't help themselves wear them, and Romario holds them in his hands and plays with them. All of a sudden, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"This brand?"

Juan returned him a smile very calmly: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Romario couldn't help sighing.

Today's young people start spending a lot of money when they disagree. When Ray-Ban glasses are taken out, they are the size of a sports bag, which is terrible.

But obviously, after putting on the glasses, the lethality of Laco and his group has indeed increased all of a sudden, at least they all look decent and have a bit of aura. Ready to put it away, Juan took a look: "You don't like it?"

"No." Redondo looked back at the people in the entire carriage. Everyone seemed a little nervous. Although they seemed to be getting better after getting the glasses, it was obvious to the naked eye that their spirits were still tense. The only one on the scene who was relatively relaxed The person might be Juan Belleron, he didn't seem to have changed at all, he was as calm as if he was out on an outing, and based on this, it is not surprising that he is the captain of Deportivo.

After being silent for a while, Redondo spoke again: "You need someone to help you share the firepower."

Juan froze for a moment, then smiled.

He knew that his teacher was worried about him, but how could he let the players share the pressure with the coach? "It's okay, don't worry, I can hold on, you just go in and play with peace of mind, I'll take care of everything in the future."

"Really?"

"Really." Juan answered very easily.

The bus came to a stop slowly. The sound insulation effect of this bus that has served in Lacco for nearly six years is still very good, but even so, the singing and noise outside continued to come in through the gaps. Juan took a deep breath. tone.

"Get ready, we are going to the battlefield."

"Oh!!"

The driver of the bus opened the door, and the sound from outside poured into the car at once. The noise, screams, noise, and the roar of the reporters louder than the loudest, the terrible sound that made the scalp numb and the adrenaline rose instantly made the car The players were a little timid, Juan glanced at them, got up and put on his sunglasses.

"Walk."

When Laco's car arrived, the media reporters were all so excited that they wanted to rush up directly. After all, although Laco's roster was reported, their starting lineup has not yet been confirmed, and all the media reporters are going crazy. No one knows what kind of terrifying lineup it will be.

The car door opened slowly, black baroque leather shoes stepped out slowly, and a person stepped out from inside.

Juan Diaz.

He was wearing a very formal three-piece black suit today, and specially wore a gradient tie of the same style as the away jersey. A small white square scarf was exposed from the left jacket pocket of the suit. He combed his hair back and tied it behind his head with a headband, with a kind of elegance and coolness that only aristocrats in the Middle Ages could have.

The originally long hair was taken care of like this, instantly diluting the delicate and soft look on Juan's face, making his whole body hard, especially when the corners of his lips were tightly pursed. Sometimes, it seems that there is even a kind of supercilious aura.

Normally, although Juan refuses people thousands of miles away, if he speaks with the cheek, he will still say a few words, but now he looks like a dangerous large carnivore, whoever comes closer will be accidentally swallowed.

Especially since he's wearing a pair of dark glasses.

For a moment, the waiting people seemed to have some body heat, no matter who they were, they had an animal instinct.

Or rather, nature?

——When you are stared at by carnivorous animals, the adrenaline hormone soars.

The man they regarded as a dangerous person didn't do anything, so they just licked their lips and waited for Juan to move. No one could see what Juan's expression was. He just stood by the side of the car, as if he was Who are you waiting for?

The person who came down next surprised everyone.

Romario!

The Brazilian lone wolf slowly got out of the car, waved his hand lazily, and walked in with his bag, ignoring everyone's intentions. It's near the door, so it's quick to get down.

In the beginning, he actually didn't want to wear sunglasses, but after Juan went down, the bright lights flickered, and seeing the crazy battle, Belleronsi gritted his teeth and put on glasses after thinking about it. Facts have proved that his choice was right.

Then it was as good as making dumplings, everyone got out of the car one by one, the reporters didn't even have time to call, they could only press the shutter with all their might.

Finally, the person they had been calling for a long time came down.

Redondo!

When Redondo came down, he still looked calm and composed. At this time, Juan took half a step forward, and the two walked side by side into the stadium. The people who had no time to talk during the whole process finally couldn't help but start to riot.

"Juan!!"

"Fernando!"

"We have a problem!!"

But this time I don’t know if it’s because of Redondo’s presence. The girls’ shouts didn’t work, and the two left without looking back. Those who watched the scene could only sigh, The current players are not close to the people at all!

"I'm going to make a social network." Before entering the locker room, Juan suddenly said to Redondo, and the Argentine couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "Social...what?"

"Social network." Juan maintained the patience he should have for a certain outdated Argentine, and said word by word: "The kind that allows players and fans to have close contact, closer to life."

"If it's to increase the popularity of the players, you don't need to bother." Redondo said, "If it's to sell jerseys, tickets or something else, you don't need to be so troublesome, as long as the team's performance is good. Will suffice."

"Actually, I'm not just for the team." Juan smiled. Who knows how much benefit social media will bring in the future?The profit brought by a team is nothing compared to it.

"Need my help?" Redondo frowned, "I'm not involved in these fields."

In football, he can still help Juan, but in fields other than football, he really can't help.

"No, I just thought of an interesting idea and wanted to share it with you." Juan replied with a smile.

Redondo shook his head helplessly: "Why don't you just think about the game, this is your first match in Deportivo, aren't you nervous?"

"It's a lie to say that I'm not nervous. You see, I forgot to attend the press conference." Juan calmly said something extraordinary.

On the other side, Deportivo's assistant coach Allen sat on the table in tears, facing all the cameras and questions.

"Juan didn't come because he wanted to prepare for the game with peace of mind. You know, this is his first game in Deportivo. He will try his best to do his best..."

At this time, a reporter stood up in the audience: "Is this really the case, isn't it because of fear and nervousness?"

"It's really like this, who hasn't had the first time?" Allen was tired of coping, and finally couldn't help but say: "Think about the way you did the interview for the first time, in fact, I was also the first time Doing an interview for the first time, I am very nervous..."

However, as soon as he said it, he knew it was not good. The eyes of the reporters below lit up and they were gearing up to say something to him. He reacted very quickly to this. He quickly got up and fled, and it was useless to call anyone.

At the same time, the players began to warm up on the court, and the live broadcast room of Sky Sports also got the starting list of the two teams.

"Atletico Madrid starting lineup - Aragoneses; Velasco, Anthony Lopez, Calvo, Aguilera; Corsa, Sampaio, Simeone; Torres, Salva, Bono Vicki...it's going to be 4-3-3."

Frank looked at the roster in surprise: "Atletico Madrid has almost come up with their strongest lineup, so they think highly of Deportivo?"

"If you dare to look down on it?" His partner Dean glanced at him, "Redondo, Juan Sorin, Nuno Maniche, Riquelme, Aimar... I saw this lineup are all afraid."

"Maybe they won't be all-in, and you don't know that Redondo, Riquelme, and Aimar are all vulnerable to injury and play style, and Deportivo's little coach will not be like this." Impulsive... huh?"

Frank hesitated for a while, and finally decided to read the list directly: "Let's see, Depor's starting list is-Diego Lopez; Andrade, Capdevila, Jorge Valen Te, Juan Sorin; Juan Belleron, Fernando Gago, Fernando Redondo, Juan Riquelme, Pablo Aimar, Javier Portillo... What's the situation?"

The two anchors of Sky Sports were simply dumbfounded.

"This, is Deportivo crazy? It's not the way to use more midfielders!"

Compared with Frank's excitement, Dean is obviously much calmer, but he is also obviously in disbelief: "Darco has a total of six midfielders, this is something we all know, but as far as we can see Come on, five starters for this game? I suddenly began to doubt Juan Diaz's professionalism."

"Unreasonable! What kind of game is this, what are they messing around with?!"

"Should I thank United for not having so many midfielders to pile on him?"

It's not just that the two live broadcast commentators from Sky Sports went crazy, in fact, everyone who got the list felt that Depor's coach was crazy, and he was crazy.

Who will pile up five midfielders all at once? !

Now there is no most popular style of play in football, but everyone basically takes the center forward to initiate the attack.

"I should be glad that at least Dias remembered to bring a center forward?" Frank began to smile wryly, "Where is he going to take Laco..."

They saw that Juan was still watching the players warm up indifferently on the court. He had already greeted the referee before, and now that he took off his glasses, he still looked very indifferent. None of them were nervous because it was their first game.

When the roster was announced in the locker room, everyone was actually shocked. After all, no one expected that Juan would only bring one striker, and it was Portillo, let alone others, Portillo I am dumbfounded.

"I know everyone is very confused now." Juan closed the tactical board and said calmly, "It's just that the whole football world is paying attention to the scoring ability of the frontcourt now, and they haven't noticed one thing-that is, the winner of the midfielder wins. The world!"

"So, in this game, we looked at the midfielder and relied on the midfielder's organization to complete the interception of Atletico Madrid. Do you understand?"

"I don't understand..." The players answered honestly.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand," Juan smiled, "As long as you remember, what we are here for."

"What are you doing?" The players were confused again. Didn't they come for the game?

"Victorious!" Deportivo's young coach felt rather resentful.

"Oh!!" The players who reacted raised their arms and shouted in Juan's caring eyes.Juan nodded in satisfaction, turned around and walked out of the locker room, leaving them the captain's time, but what he didn't expect was that Belleron's captain's time was so short, he just stood there for a while, and someone stood beside him.

As soon as Juan turned his head, Romario yelled at him: "Yo."

He smiled at the lone wolf in Brazil: "Sorry, I didn't let you start."

"What's there to be sorry for?" Romario laughed. "It's a bit difficult for me to start at this age. It's not bad to be a substitute."

"You can really think about it." Juan smiled and turned to look at the exit of the player tunnel. The singing outside has begun to float in one after another. After Atletico Madrid experienced relegation, the whole team has gathered more hearts , Now the team is very united from top to bottom.

"It's okay, it's not that you can think about it but you can't think about it...it's you," Romario turned his head and blinked, "What is the idea of ​​the starting list and tactics?"

"This is the best way I can think of to avoid injuries at the moment." Juan replied directly, "Atletico Madrid's team plays brutally, and I can only share my attention as much as possible. One less."

"I see." Romario responded, "Then what is the name of your tactic?"

"Frontless tactics."

"...Portillo isn't on the front line?" Romario was even more stunned. He had never heard of a team where no one was on the front line, so who would score the goal?

"No, he is almost a linking task for the midfielder." Juan was also a little embarrassed when he said it. He is indeed a very messy head coach. There was an unprecedented 1-1-8 formation. Now that Depor is here, they don't even put a striker, and they directly use a 4-6-0 formation.

"Honestly speaking, this is the first time I've heard of such a thing after playing football for so many years." Romario sighed very much. If he was young a few years ago, he would have worked with such a head coach a long time ago. Think about it, if it was me a few years ago, how could I have promised this little guy to come to Laco?

"There are still things that you can't think of." Juan smiled slightly, no matter how he looked at it, he had malicious intentions, the Brazilian lone wolf was silent for a while, and finally couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "Don't play Laco badly. "

After all, it's not that there is no such XJBT tactic now. Anyone who wants to step forward can go forward and run all over the field. In that case, his coming to this team is really a waste of his football career.

"No, you can trust me." Juan replied softly, "Or trust the power of this tactic."

Romario was silent for a while.

"Then I'll wait and see."

After the warm-up, the two teams returned to the player tunnel to prepare for the game. The camera swept across the entrance of the player tunnel, and then subconsciously shifted a little to the right, and then swept to the away coach's bench. After such a sweep, Sky Sports The commentator Frank finally couldn't help sighing.

"My mother, what the hell kind of bench is this?"

Romario, Postiga, Quaresma, Zagorakis, Lukes, and a tall, thin, unkempt young man with a puffy look, glanced over, this bench There are a lot of front line members on the seat!

Just at this time, the players of the two teams played, and Juan Belleron came on the field holding his own small flag, with a very calm expression, but now in the eyes of the fans, it seems that the landslide is a bit too much. The boldness of color change.

A true warrior who dares to still assume the responsibility of the captain when Laco collapses like this!

On the other side, the person standing at the front with the small flag and the captain's armband is Fernando Torres, who is only 19 years old. Atletico Madrid's former captain Simeone has already started to retire, so he handed over the burden of captaincy to their gold medalist. Tong and Prince.

"Speaking of it." Pompons, who was sitting on the bench, said suddenly, "There are three Fernandos on the court now!"

"...Then?" Thiago Silva couldn't help but talk, although every time he knew that there would be no good consequences for him to talk.

"Then, our side is [-]:[-], do you think our score today will also be [-]:[-]?" David Louis swears, he really just said it casually!

As a result, after he said this, the eyes of several Portuguese-speaking people around him looked at him instantly, especially Lukes, who had a resentful expression of "our goalkeeper has any grudge against you", which made him He was frightened: "Uh, what's wrong?"

"Puff, did you forget Lako specialties..."

"What, isn't it just one-on-one?" Pompons looked suspicious. He is also from Lacco, and these people can't catch him!

"There is also the 'education of love', why did you forget this?" Thiago Silva was helpless, "You have not been less educated, have you been forgotten by the luminous salary last week?"

As soon as the salary was mentioned, David Luiz was stupefied, unable to recover for a long time, Thiago Silva finally couldn't help but said: "Forget it, I will treat you to dinner in the next few days Bar."

"It's only a few days, then I will still be hungry..."

"Until you get paid next time, okay?"

"However, we usually only eat youth training, and we can't eat anything else..."

"I buy for you!"

"Tiago, you are the best!!"

Others on the bench looked at the Brazilian teenager with a look of being taken advantage of, Romario sighed and waved his hands: "Don't say I know him, this honest man is too easy to be deceived, watch the game, watch the game. "

Juan was standing on the edge of the field at this time. The players on both sides had finished greeting each other, and then there was a group photo before the game. Looking at the group of people on the field, Juan sighed, turned and walked back to the coach's bench.

The people who were still chattering were all silent when they saw Juan came back, thinking that he had heard their nonsense, but Juan ignored them, bent down and took a pack of snacks, opened it He took one into his mouth, and everyone was dumbfounded.

"Uh, coach, what are you eating?" Hearing the crisp sound of him chewing something, David Louis asked courageously. Juan glanced at him and stretched the bag forward: "Walnuts, supplement Come on, come on?"

"No, no, no." David Louis waved his hand quickly, and then said something that made him almost regret his entire career: "I was born without a brain!"

? ? ? ? ?

Faced with everyone's smothered smiles, Pompons went crazy: "No, that's not what I meant!! I just said that I don't need to fill my brain...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Seeing this mad man, Juan didn't think it was strange. After all, Pampons had a convulsion when he had nothing to do. All Laco knew that he just sent the bag to the side in a very normal way: "Tiago, have some?"

Thiago Silva looked down at the walnuts inside, wondering if he was infected by the people around him, and he said another classic sentence without thinking: "No, when did I take my brain with me when I went out? "

"..."

Deportivo's bench burst into laughter before the start of the game, which made all the cameras couldn't help but sweep over the lens again, and when they swept over, they only saw one by one The player, Juan, was sitting there eating his own snacks, looking calm and self-possessed, looking very calm.

"What's going on in Deportivo?" the on-site commentator muttered, "They must be too big-hearted, what's going on with this club?"

The players on the court are also suffering in their hearts and can't tell. They are actually very nervous, and they are not big-hearted at all!The big concern is, are the teams below the stadium friendly? !Hehehehahahaha what, I haven't seen anyone playing football! !

After laughing for a while, everyone finally calmed down a bit. Just at this time, the captains of the two teams had finished exchanging flags and had already guessed the front and back of the coin.

As a result, Atletico Madrid's possession of the ball!

When he saw this result, Juan was not disappointed at all. He just sat quietly on the coach's bench, with a look of winning, his ice-blue eyes only looked at the situation on the field, calm as if everything All in their own control.

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【Today's Small Theater】

#拉科比怀大会 Coaching Staff#

#Is there a coaching staff worse than Laco#

Hello everyone, this is Deportivo's first competition. The list of participants is Deportivo's collective staff. Welcome~ Next is our coaching staff——

Assistant coach Alan: I just went to inform a training session, and I was locked up in the locker room by the brat T^T

Offensive Coach: Why do those guards keep coming over for offensive drills? ?To make trouble? ? ?

Defensive coach: There are more bosses in the team than I know, what is the point of my existence TAT

Goalkeeper Coach: The three goalkeepers don’t even have experience in competitions, they have so much league experience, it’s teaching at the mentally retarded level...

Fitness Coach: Even if I don’t take part in physical exercise often, I dare not say anything to Romario QAQ

Director of the team doctor: Take a closer look, there are a lot of sick people in the team with vulnerable physiques, so let’s just change the name of Dekko to the Crispy Club! (thumps the table angrily)

Nutritionist: Every day I prepare meals for those vulnerable people, my hair is almost falling out!

Therapist: Yes, yes, I have never seen such a fresh and refined club!

Tactical Analyst: From the players to the head coach to the tactics, they all have a unique style, and I have to be convinced... During the three days I stayed with the head coach, my three views were completely shattered, reorganized, shattered, and reorganized...

Ahem, ahem, let's welcome the last player, head coach Juan Dias, to speak! !

Juan: I thought all of you would say, "Isn't it the worst thing that your boss is only 22 years old?" But no one said that. I'm so touched.

Everyone: …………… (bad, forgot)

Juan coughed twice: "But I should be the winner. Think about it, I retired at the age of 21."

- but you're still playing football, bro

"Then traveled thousands of miles to Manchester United to work as an interpreter for a meager salary."

—and also played football on the way, and then coached Manchester United for two months, huh?

"The only lucky thing is that the Lord Sir favors him, otherwise I don't know what's going on now."

—Remember the European Cup boy you took home? !

"And now, I am only 22 years old, and I have to take on the burden of a club. Who at the age of 22 will make money for the club and lead the team to win the game? If you don't win, you will be ridiculed by the media from all walks of life. How can I be so unlucky? What? Oh."

—Why are you so shameless, host, is there an award for the most shameless, we collectively vote for him!

"Huh? What are the expressions on your faces?"

Everyone: No, we are all fascinated by what you said, hehehe... :)

→ Coaching staff, Juan Diaz wins!

Reason for award: Regardless of the personal experience, at least he perfectly summed up the tragic experience of the entire Depor coaching staff. Any head coach can be his own son at the age of 21...

Juan (smiling): Moderator?

dad!Dad, what are your orders! ! orz