[Football] The Light of Abandoned Sons

Lou van der Rey bought the fastest flight back to Amsterdam, and carefully chose KLM without a psychological shadow. The staff who handled the transaction watched him quietly while typing the information.Aarau didn't pay attention at first, but after a long time and his extremely slow speed, he managed to catch his sight.

"Louis van der Ley? The Dutchman from Manchester United?" the staff asked while handing over his boarding pass.Aarau glanced at the clearly written personal information, "Yes, I'm Lou Vandre."

Manchester Airport was very empty in the early morning, even if there were pedestrians, most of them dragged their suitcases to and fro in a hurry.The staff took out the blank paper from which drawer, Alao was tired and too calm, put the bag on the ground and signed it with his hands free.

While waiting to board the plane, the homeless or poor travelers sleeping at the airport curled up in twos and threes on the passenger seat not far away.Alao walked as lightly as possible to the vicinity of his boarding gate, and he let out a long sigh of relief when he leaned on the seat.As soon as he exhaled this breath, he suddenly felt that all the strength in his body was vented, and he just wished he could really let go of his brain and fall asleep.

However, things did not allow him to get what he wanted. Before he could really relax for a while, the mechanical phone rang again.Alao closed his eyes helplessly and took out the phone from his pocket. He put it on his ear without even looking at it, "Hello, Lou van der Rey."

The person on the other side was taken aback, obviously not expecting such an opening remark, he cleared his throat, and said in a very put on air, "Hello, this is Jose Gutierrez." Aarau expressed some annoyance halfway through hearing it voice, accompanied by Guti's eccentric laughter at the successful prank.

"How many times have I said this? The bad habit of answering the phone without looking at people needs to be changed." Alao pursed his lips and listened to Guti on the other end of the phone, occasionally echoing "good, good".It didn't take long for Guti to feel something was wrong, "You seem very tired?"

Arau responded to this sentence with an exaggerated yawn.

"You have won the championship of the international competition. Logically speaking, I thought you would be extremely excited these days." Guti softly lowered his voice, and this rare thoughtfulness made Aarau drowsy even more.Probably because he was too familiar, Alao hummed while half asleep and half awake to deal with Guti's question.

"You are doing well at Manchester United, and your performance in the European Youth Championship also makes you extremely hopeful to enter the national team squad. Let me think about what else can make you like the system crashing and power outage—"

"—You're not broken in love, are you?"

Guti's casual question may have awakened Aarau in an instant, and he put the mobile phone in front of him dumbfoundedly.And such an exaggerated reaction made Guti whistle in Madrid, only to hear Aarau's helpless voice, "Aren't you broken in love?"

"It's normal, after all, you are already 18 years old." Guti said lightly, "Don't you say that a man who has never experienced a lovelorn is not a man? Congratulations kid, you have already stepped into the threshold."

His tone was extremely understated, making Aarau subconsciously think in his heart, 'Ah, yes, it's not a big deal even if I'm broken in love'.However, when he really realized what he was thinking, he couldn't help covering his face in regret.

"Leave all those idle things aside and talk about some serious topics?" Guti's seemingly asking sentence gave no room for rejection.Alao rolled his eyes silently, thinking that you can still have a serious topic with me? "you say."

"...Then I can only congratulate you on becoming the champion." Guti said with a smile, as if he was not the one who said 'talk about a serious topic' just now.Aarau thought that the Spanish youth team was not eliminated by the Netherlands, so he accepted the congratulations with peace of mind, "So, how is Igor's performance in Real Madrid?"

After Lao van der Rey, Casillas became the starting goalkeeper of Real Madrid's second team. Not surprisingly, he will be promoted to Real Madrid's third goalkeeper this season and continue to participate in the original competition.Doing this at the age of 17 in Casillas is actually extremely outstanding, but this sentence is said from the mouth of Aarau, who will only be 19 at the end of this year, so that Guti inevitably does not know how to answer.

Didn't hear Guti's answer, Alao asked a little lazily, "You didn't say it, you want to talk about some serious topics?" Guti was not angry when he choked, "When did you start talking so directly? Don’t you? Isn’t it your style that you always cover up and say what you really mean after getting involved a lot?”

"Don't describe it so ugly, okay?" Alao noticed the staff gesturing to board the plane, holding the mobile phone in his right hand, and carrying the luggage bag with his left hand towards the boarding gate. "You have changed a lot. It's not bad. Of course, such changes are more suitable for your future development on the green field. It's just that you were not like this before."

"Maybe I got used to it a little bit and just fight for what I want? Isn't that what you always tell me?" Alao pretended to be relaxed and then heard Guti sneer, "If that's true, why don't you directly How about asking Igor?"

Alao was silent for a while, and then said for a while, "I'm so good, I'm afraid he thinks I'm showing off to him." Guti scolded the brat in his heart and vaguely heard his voice boarding the plane, "You On a plane? Where is this going?"

"Amsterdam."

"Amsterdam—wait, Amsterdam? Where's your kid now?"

"Manchester—" Aarau turned off his mobile phone neatly, and gave the flight attendant a bright smile.

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When he arrived in Amsterdam, Ah Lao worked extremely skillfully to carry out a series of follow-up tasks for boarding the plane.As soon as I walked out with simple luggage, I saw my sister who was holding the phone and seemed to be planning to contact her, and an unfamiliar person beside her.Alao could probably guess the identity of the person next to him, he pursed his lips and smiled, walked behind her sister when she was not paying attention, bent down and covered her eyes.The woman who was going to complain that the brat didn't turn on the phone a second ago raised an uncontrollable smile, and the back of her hands seemed to be about to fall over her shoulders.

Afraid of hurting her, Alao hurriedly jumped in front of her, dodging her hand that was trying to help carry the luggage, seeing that she wanted to pat her head, his expression showed his reluctance clearly but he still bowed his head obediently .Hearing her muttering softly, "I've really grown so much taller", she patted him on the back confidently, and introduced to the man beside him, "Lao Van der Ley, Aarau, our great football star."

Alao greeted him cooperatively, and sure enough, he heard his sister introduce, "Joe, your sister's boyfriend who has been dating for almost a year." The man named 'Joe' smiled gently, with glasses that fit perfectly on his face, There is a natural sense of maturity and stability.Listening to his sister's emphasis on "one year", Alao touched his nose in embarrassment. He probably expected this ending when he didn't go home for so long.

Seeing the expression on her younger brother's face, Lena Vanderlei sighed quietly in her heart. Looking at this much taller and stronger younger brother, she felt distressed unconsciously.Thinking about him beating and beating on the ground all day long, and being so young in a foreign country, Lena, who looked cheerful, instantly had red circles around her eyes.Alao pretended to straighten his hair and look away. Joe took his luggage and changed the subject naturally, "I often hear Lena and Kyle mention you."

Alao hugged his sister into his arms, telling this somewhat gawky woman not to shed tears or be seen by others.Lena grabbed the casual shirt in front of him and said nothing, but Joe shrugged helplessly but lovingly, indicating that he failed to change the subject.I don't know how long it took, Lena came out of Alao's arms sniffling, a little embarrassed but complained, "It smells like sweat, it stinks to death."

Finally able to leave from the airport, Joe was driving ahead, Lena asked inadvertently, "Why did you come back from Manchester?" Arau paused, "Boss told me to go back to the club, he has something to ask." But the fact is that Ferguson I didn't know where I went with my wife, but Lena didn't know, and instead took it for granted, "It's good to ask you more, although I know you won't be proud, but the head coach values ​​you."

Alao nodded with a smile, of course only he knew that this was not the truth.

When he got home, his father hadn't come back. Kyle van der Rey became a physical education teacher at a local high school in Amsterdam after retiring from the game.It was only when Alao returned home that he remembered to turn on his mobile phone, and automatically ignored Guti's fatal serial call and the cannonball-style text messages mixed with threats. When he saw an occasional call, he called back in confusion.

No one answered the first time, but Alao thought about it and finally got through when he dialed the second time.He heard the panting voice of the boy opposite, "Are you back to Amsterdam?"

Alao was a little wondering if he had said something to him, maybe his ignorance was too straightforward, even if the boy hadn't gotten over his breath, his voice would automatically be choking and unpleasant, " In the Netherlands where football is popular, do you still think that you are that unknown person that no one pays attention to?"

Alao was originally tired, the physical fatigue caused by the continuous turnaround plus the mental fatigue caused by some aspects, in this case, hearing his words should have some negative emotions, but when I think of the extra rabbit on the face of that kid pretending to be paralyzed Tooth, I feel that I was healed in an instant.

He leaned on the sofa with an undisguised smile, "I'm not a nobody who nobody pays attention to? Then what am I?"

Van Persie choked, "Why do you stay at home like a boring old man when the star is playing outside all over the world during the summer break?" "Star? Me?" Aarau laughed happily to himself, maybe it was a smile The voice was full of hatred, and Lena was greeted with a pillow thrown over, "Maybe it's because I'm too family-friendly?"

Van Persie on the opposite side was probably hydrating after exercising and did not speak, while Aarau waited quietly holding his mobile phone.Then I heard the sound of him squeezing the plastic water bottle over there, accompanied by the sound of kicking the bottle, and the phrase 'Good Job'.

Aarau put the pillow away, "When your right foot can have this skill, it will be a good job." Van Persie consciously changed the subject, "You are not a girl in Amsterdam who is reluctant to be so nerdy, are you?"

Alao curled his lips, "To prove this point, why don't you come to Amsterdam?" He silently added in his heart to help you level up, "It's your reward for staying with me in Rotterdam."

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The team rested, and Keane was addicted to cigarettes, so he dragged Aarau to the toilet to smoke.Hearing someone coming outside, Keane took a sharp puff and shook the cigarette away.

The assistant coach came in, looked at Gene and asked, "What are you doing!"

Keen's expression Alao will never forget, I saw a lot of white smoke coming out of his nostrils, and then said, "I'm angry..."

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The Netherlands played Iceland 0-1 at home and lost what was known as a life-and-death match.

Belgium, where the central 5 is released, and Fengyun is the Netherlands, which is 5+.Well, I admit it. Belgium now has a lot of fresh meat. Anyway, I can only watch the game with my mobile phone.

During the summer vacation and school just started, I haven't stayed up late to watch the game for a while.Facts have proved that if there is a team in the world that can make me cry, it will be the Netherlands if it is not Real Madrid.It's not because of the defeat, even if I have been bad-mouthing myself for such a long time, I believe that Orange will definitely qualify for the play-offs.

Before the game started, he kept talking about the handsome old man on the coach's bench.I saw that the people on the field were all in a bad mood. Before the game, they clearly said that Huntelaar would not be recruited this time. As a result, Memphis, Benzi and Huntelaar were at the top of the forward line. Huntelaar kicked me and should have moved. A center without looking away.

Benzi's beautiful set-piece was blocked by Huntelaar, and Sneijder's beautiful pass Huntelaar's right foot will be useless, and the left foot ball is naturally not scored.Before the game, there were always people leaving messages, Robben van Persisneijder, the Three Stickers combination watched one less game.However, reality has always been more heartbreaking than imagination. Someone in the Dutch group said, 'We used to have a universal left foot', and then the group was silent.Of course, Brother Hou performed well, but his personal thoughts took too much lead. The only center forwards who can play in the Netherlands are him and the generals. He is also the only player in the Dutch team that I don’t like very much.

Indy was sent off at 10 minutes in the first half, although I don't know whose foul it was.The offense is too aggressive, Memphis is doing well, but Blind the Blind is obviously not giving his dad and head coach a lot of credit, I mean... he's just average, especially in and almost let me see The crying Sneijder made a comparison.

Then there are penalties, and Cillessen who can never save a penalty.The direction is right, and it hits the target, but the ball still goes in.

These were the guys on the field when I first started watching football, but they were all young.Now it is them who are frequently injured and who are gradually fading out of people's sight.

Fanfa, Heitinga, Vlaar, De Jong, Strowman, as well as the probably soon-to-retire Dirk and the injured horse.

The scene where the book was injured and covered his face on the bench was heart-wrenching. It was not Manchester United's Blind who kept running on the pitch but Galatasaray's Sneijder. Uncle Van Ba ​​stood on the sidelines with his waist straight as always. My hair is also white...

Not because of failure, really not, because I feel distressed.

It is also because this game has strengthened my beliefs, and once again reiterated that competition will account for a large proportion of this article.