Football God.

Is this... intentional?

It seems to be intentional.

The Crystal Palace coach first stopped making noise to the fourth official, and looked at his own goalkeeper standing there holding the ball in a daze, and he unconsciously looked at Heinrich.

Then I saw the blond German standing there applauding. Even though it is already April, this man is still tightly wrapped in a coat. He is tall and tall. He took off his black gloves and can clearly see To the fingertips that turned pink due to fear of the cold, and the curvature of the corner of the mouth that cannot be ignored.

Heinrich has never concealed his behavior, and even told others in various ways, yes, Leeds United just don't want this penalty, and this is not an individual player's behavior, it is the decision of the entire team!

Those Crystal Palace fans who were still booing the sky were silent, and the voices singing about Leeds United on the Internet were also suppressed. Even the commentator was praising Leeds United for its "competitive spirit"!

On the contrary, Byron stood aside and said aggrievedly: "Sir, you shouldn't be so kind to them!"

Now the team is behind, and there is no problem with the red card penalty. Even if the penalty goes in, the opponent can't say anything!

It's not at all that our side is playing tricks or cheating for penalty kicks. If it doesn't even violate the principle of fairness, why should we be booed and suffer?

Heinrich put on his gloves slowly, lowered his head slightly, covered his lips with his hand and said to Byron: "I have never been a philanthropic person, and I have no affection for Crystal Palace. It must be won, otherwise there is no chance to compete for the quota of direct promotion."

After hearing this, Byron gave Heinrich a puzzled look, as if he didn't understand what he was doing.

Heinrich smiled, looked at the stadium where the game had restarted, and said in an extremely gentle voice: "I want to maintain the reputation of Leeds United on the one hand, and more importantly, I need to ensure that after the game, we have enough grounds to deal with the possible incoming allegations by the FA."

"Allegation? Allegation of what?" You don't even want a penalty, what else do you want?

"I don't know who blew the whistle at the beginning, dear Byron, no one knows if someone will come up to take a bite after the game."

As soon as these words came out, Byron became dumb, and after thinking for a while, a layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back.

Yes, yes... If it is caused by your own fans, the benefits you get now will become poison to drown people. Along with the name of Leeds United, you will talk about it when it is mentioned, and you will say it when it is mentioned That being said, that's really... scary.

Heinrich didn't say anything more, but smiled, blocking the sharpness in his eyes.

For Heinrich, he has always felt that he is a good person, but this kind of goodness is not for the whole world. His first consideration has always been the team's performance and the interests of the players.

As he himself said, Leeds United only wanted victory at the beginning of the game, and Crystal Palace has nothing to do with Leeds United!

Before Heinrich was willing to express his goodwill to Wenger, it was because he had taken a fancy to his scouts and ability to train young players. Heinrich could also maintain communication with Newcastle simply because of Owen's face.

But for Crystal Palace, there is neither interest nor past friendship. All Heinrich wants from this team is victory and three points.

But one thing Heinrich has to consider is that if this accident is caused by Leeds United fans, then no matter what the result of the game is, the media's knife will come like a sharp sword, stabbing Leeds United to the ground. It was riddled with holes, and the reputation that had just been accumulated would be wiped out.

And the FA may not be relentless. Now that Leeds United is relying on capital in the English Championship, even if Heinrich has no conclusive rumors, he can still know what the FA means.

To ensure ratings, it is necessary to clean up those winning streak teams. This is the unspoken rule of English leagues at all levels.

So Heinrich is not trying to flaunt the supremacy of the team's principles, nor is he trying to build a good relationship with Crystal Palace, but just wants to get rid of the blame on him!

Whether it is the Crystal Palace manager being driven into the stands for breaking the rules, or Leeds United equalizing the score with a penalty kick, these will become reasons for being targeted against Leeds United.

Regardless of whether the cause of the matter is on his side or not, Heinrich must take everything into consideration.

Being a coach is a test of far more than coaching ability.

"Sir, what you said to Alan just now is quite different from what you said now." Bertram said suddenly.

Heinrich smiled and glanced at Bertram. He knew that Bertram was referring to what he said to Alan Smith just now. He put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker and said calmly, "It's mine, fight for it!" Take it if you snatch it, but it’s not mine, and I don’t want it if it’s given for free. It’s very simple, isn’t it?”

But the fans didn't know what Heinrich was thinking. All they saw was Leeds United's way of maintaining the competitive spirit, and Heinrich's side face, which looked like a poster, was once again watched by the camera for more than ten seconds.

The smile that covered up all the thoughts looked calm, and only Byron and Bertram knew how many turbulent storms flashed through Heinrich's head just now.

The players including Crystal Palace calmed down all of a sudden, and felt a little embarrassed.Following Heinrich, the Crystal Palace coach took the lead in applauding for Leeds United's actions, and the home fans spared no effort to create momentum to support the team!

Of course, there are also some fans who feel sorry for losing a good chance to tie the score, but everyone knows that not taking this penalty is actually the best choice, so they naturally throw away this pity and turn to shouting harder!

Even during the half-time break, the fans on both sides who had just scolded each other happily went to receive the light meal that Leeds United distributed as fan welfare, which seemed extremely harmonious.

After the halftime break, as soon as the second half started, the rhythm was completely controlled by Leeds United.

Crystal Palace lost a main defender with 45 players. The defense line that had already been attacked by Leeds United completely lost its resistance in the second half. After 4 minutes, Leeds United was defeated by Lewandoffs. Ki and Griezmann scored four goals respectively, and finally won the game with a 1-[-] comeback.

However, unlike the previous scene after the league ended, the players on both sides looked very harmonious, exchanging jerseys and encouraging each other. Those who didn't know thought it was an intra-team training match of the same team.

The reporters who were holding back their energy and wanted to see the head coaches of the two sides fight each other also found out in despair that they not only didn't fight each other, but also got along harmoniously and praised each other...

And after a ashamed Crystal Palace fan took the initiative to stand up and admit that he was blowing the whistle, the matter was pushed to the apex, and the FA stepped in. However, given that Leeds United did not appeal, Crystal Palace was indeed caught in the dark. For the sake of loss, there is no additional treatment, just a few symbolic criticisms and let it go.

On the contrary, Alan Smith was greatly appreciated by all parties. Under Heinrich's conscious guidance of the media, Alan Smith became the well-deserved headline on the second day.

Especially in the interview, Alan Smith's phrase "The victory we want is an aboveboard victory" directly won the hearts of Leeds United fans, even those who had some complaints about his switch to Manchester United before. All that's left is to blow and blow!

And Alan Smith, who was blocked in the club by various media, looked at Schmeichel with a mournful face: "The boss insisted that I take this matter down by myself because of this... You said that I will tell them now, that sentence In fact, the boss said it, is there still time?"

Schmeichel was doing basic training with a medicine ball in his hand. He had no major injuries due to muscle fatigue. He has been doing recovery training these days. Now that the rest time has passed, it is natural to into normal training.

Hearing what Alan Smith said now, Schmeichel showed a very hearty smile: "Of course...it's too late. It's okay if you say it, and I'll be back in a few days..."

"Dr. Blake has newly imported two strength testing instruments." Parker took the time to interject.

"..." Alan Smith stuck his head in the sandbag, with a sense of self-abandonment.

Griezmann, who was watching from the sidelines, was still half-baked in English, but his communication with people was still developing in a more fluent direction. He asked Lewandowski, who was doing strength training with him beside him: "Head?" Where is the son?"

Lewandowski shook his head: "I don't know. The boss carried a big suitcase when he left yesterday. He probably has to go for several days."

"A suitcase can't measure time," Griezmann muttered, seeing that Lewandowski didn't understand, he explained, "Last time, the boss went to Spain to watch my game, and I played with him." When I got up in England, the boss only went there for two days, and he brought two suitcases with him."

Lewandowski had a look of surprise on his face: "Two? What do you have to bring?"

Griezmann responded frankly: "A box of clothes, a pillow, and some other things."

……Forehead.

A box of clothes is fine, they all know that their coach is a person who attaches great importance to personal dignity.

But what the hell is a pillow?

Alan Smith, who was eavesdropping on the sidelines, suddenly coughed, while Parker yelled, "Could it be that Mr. Heinrich is such an old man... still accepting a bed?"

Standing aside, Byron's eyes twitched, and he turned his head to glance at the sixteen cameras that were recording the training situation in all directions, and silently mourned in his heart for the hell mode that Parker will usher in.

Unaware that his little secret was leaked unconsciously by Griezmann, Heinrich took off his sunglasses, raised his head slightly, and narrowed his eyes in enjoyment: "Italian Sunshine, that's great."

"What's the good thing?" Mendes took out his sunglasses and put them on himself, feeling a little uncomfortable in the sun.

"England has enthusiastic fans and an exciting league, but the climate there is really unbearable." Heinrich laughed and complained, but it didn't sound like there was much frustration in it, on the contrary, it seemed to say Light as a joke.

Mendes didn't bother with the weather anymore. After all, England's cloudy weather is a daily routine, and he can't change it if he wants to. He looked at Bertlem who was going to pick up his luggage and said, "Do you need me to help you build a team?" team?"

Heinrich puts his sunglasses back on, not because he's sick of the sun—anyone falls in love with the sun after a month in England—but because he wants to avoid the camera that might be aimed at him.After hearing what Mendes said, the blond man asked, "What team?"

"Financial management, external publicity, and your personal safety." Mendes said with a smile as he walked, "I know you are rich, and your money is naturally taken care of by the Heinrich family, but about the media I want to establish the negotiation and security work first."

Heinrich naturally knew that what Mendes said was very useful. After all, in the football circle, being a good coach is not enough. Dealing with the media will become a daily routine, and being chased by paparazzi-like reporters will become the norm.

However, Heinrich doesn't like Mendes treating himself in the way he treats Ronaldo. Ronaldo is still young and has a huge influence in England. It is understandable that Mendes adopts an all-round and no dead-end model in order to protect his players, but Heinrich didn't like being surrounded by a bunch of people as soon as he went out.

"I leave the rest to you, but Bert is enough for me in terms of safety, he is good enough." Heinrich thought about it and made a decision.

Mendes didn't argue either. After all, Bertram was the bodyguard hired by Heinrich himself. Judging from the observations during this period, Bertram, who combined the roles of assistant, housekeeper, chef, and bodyguard, Absolutely excellent sir.

After driving to the reserved hotel, they made a simple repair and went to the San Siro Stadium, which is six kilometers away from the city center.

The purpose of Heinrich's trip included watching a game. In the second round of the Coppa Italia semi-final, AC Milan played at home against their rivals in the same city, Inter Milan!

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The San Siro Stadium in Milan, the name comes from the fact that the stadium is located in the San Siro district of Milan.And this stadium also has a name called Meazza Stadium, in order to commemorate the player Meazza who played for the Italian national team, AC Milan and Inter Milan.

And this stadium is the home of the two top giants AC Milan and Inter Milan. This time, the Italian domestic cup, the semi-final of the Coppa Italia, is said to be divided into home and away games, but for the two Milan teams, the Milan derby is basically It was held in this stadium!

What Heinrich bought was not the home or away team's billiard tickets, but the neutral fan stands.

The current ticket buying mechanism is not very strict. Bertlem bought three tickets by himself. From the security check to the admission, no one found that among the three people was a coach who was in the limelight and a coach. Portuguese broker giant crocodile.

He covered his face tightly with a scarf, not only to cover his face, but also because Heinrich was really afraid of the cold.

If it wasn't for the fear of being unsightly, he would even wish to make himself a condom and put it on his body all the time...

"I have to say that this time is very good. It will neither interfere with the Leeds United game nor the player's training." Mendes said a booklet and handed it to Heinrich.

Heinrich took it with his black gloved hand, opened it, and found that it clearly and detailedly listed the information of the main players on both sides, and even included the personal information of the head coaches and coaching teams of the two Milan giants. !

These things are actually not secrets, as long as you search carefully, you can find them, but being able to gather them together and take them out now is enough to show Mendez's carefulness.

"If you are not an agent, I must invite you to Leeds United to be the transfer manager." Heinrich's expression was invisible because of the scarf, but the exclamation and smile in his tone were clearly conveyed out.

Mendes smiled: "If that's the case, I'm serving the club, not you alone."

"Now you are not my only manager, dear Jorge, don't forget that there is a future star far away in Manchester who is protected by you." Heinrich said while flipping through the brochure.

"Even if you didn't sign Chris, you don't have to use him to block me." Mendes was a little dumbfounded.

"If I can sign in... Forget it, let's not talk about the impossible." Heinrich snorted softly, which made Mendes look helpless.

When they came in, the on-court warm-up for both sides had ended, and now only some staff members and referee staff were making final checks on the facilities on the court.

Meanwhile, the Rossoneri occupied by AC Milan fans and the Nerazzurri represented by Inter Milan fans were exchanging team songs, and their respective flags were waving spectacularly. Bertram couldn't help asking: "It's just a cup match... ..."

"Milan Derby, one of the most popular derbys in the world, even if it's just a friendly match, as long as it's a derby, it means you can only win but not lose." Heinrich explained with a smile, but soon he didn't say anything more, Amidst the huge sound of cheers and boos, players from both sides entered the field.

The first thing Heinrich saw was the two head coaches projected on the big screen, AC Milan coach Carlo Ancelotti, and Inter Milan coach Mourinho. After the two coaches shook hands, there was nothing extra Words returned to the benches of the two teams respectively, and the pre-match atmosphere of the derby was [-]% fired.

But soon Heinrich's eyes were attracted by the players on the field, passing by one by one, and finally stopped on a man in a red and black jersey, who was also the highlight of Heinrich's trip to Italy. ultimate goal.

No. 22, a clean-looking Brazilian, KAKA.

The author has something to say: Regarding the Milan Derby in the 08-09 season, those who have not watched the game for a long time may not know how good it is. After all, the current Milan city... oh

Let’s post the first team lineup of both sides here =3=

AC Milan——

Goalkeepers: 1- Dida, 12- Abbiati, 16- Karachi

后卫：3-马尔蒂尼、2-奥多、4-卡拉泽、13-内斯塔、15-赞布罗塔、17-西米奇、18-扬库洛夫斯基、19-法瓦利、25-博内拉、31-迪甘、36-达米安、77-安东尼尼

中场：5-埃莫森、8-加图索、14-卡尔达西奥、21-皮尔洛、23-安布罗西尼、32-布罗基、84-弗拉米尼

前锋：7-帕托、9-因扎吉、10-西多夫、11-博列洛、20-维乌德斯、22-卡卡、43-帕洛斯基、80-罗纳尔迪尼奥

Inter Milan--

Forwards: 45 Mario Balotelli, 10 Adriano, 8 Zlatan Ibrahimovic, 9 Julio Cruz, 18 Hernan Crespo

Midfielders: 36 Francisco Bolzoni, 33 Mancini, 11 Luis Gimenez, 20 Suli Ali Muntari, 77 Quaresma, 19 Esteban Cambiasso , 7 Figo, 14 Patrick Vieira, 15 Olivier Dacourt, 5 Dejan Stankovic

Defenders: 39 David Thornton, 37 Andre May, 24 Nelson Rivas, 6 Maxwell, 13 Maicon, 16 Nicolas Burdisso, 25 Walter Samuel, 2 Ivan Cordoba, 26 Cristian Chivu, 23 Marco Materazzi, 4 Javier Zanetti

Goalkeepers: 12 Julio Cesar, 22 Paolo Orlandoni, 1 Francisco Toldo

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[Thank you dears~ kisses=3=send a small theater]

Mendez: Why are you carrying so many clothes?

Heinrich: =w= Is that much?

Mendez: It's all in one box!

Heinrich: It's only one suitcase. If I told Moritz I was going abroad, do you know what he would bring me?

Mendez: ...don't know

Heinrich: Take a plane

Mendez: ...the world of the rich is a fantasy