Super Coach

The Alpi Stadium was full of people, and the shouts of Caesar in the stands were endless.

Inter Milan defeated Chelsea and Juventus 3:0 and 2:0 in two consecutive 45 minutes, and won the Moretti Beer Cup. This is the first championship trophy won by Inter Milan in the new season Although it was only a warm-up match, Inter Milan fans were extremely excited to beat Juventus to win the championship.

After winning the Moretti Cup, the team returned to Milan, participated in the Tim Cup at the Meazza Stadium, and defeated Juventus and Milan to win the Tim Cup. This is the second consecutive season that Inter Milan has won the Tim Cup. Mu Cup champion, and the cup has only been held for two years.

Having won two warm-up cups, Inter Milan's pre-season preparations were excellent. Immediately afterwards, the team headed to Tripoli, the capital of Libya, where they will face last season's Coppa Italia champion Parma.

Yang Cheng and his Inter Milan defeated Parma 3:1 in Libya and won the Italian Super Cup.

Having won three cup championships in a row, Inter Milan has been in the spotlight for a while, and the whole of Italy is frantically hyping the team's outstanding performance, especially the four No. 10 midfielders that Yang Cheng constantly worked on in the warm-up match combination.

Emerson reappeared in the midfielder position. After the baptism of the World Cup, he appeared more confident and active, and his performance has improved by leaps and bounds compared with last season. He is in good condition, handles the ball more calmly and reasonably, and has good defensive coverage More in place, very reassuring.

Thanks to Emerson's comeback, the midfield defense has been guaranteed, and Nedved has been more active in the frontcourt pressing, but his more obvious improvement lies in his offense and his cooperation with Ronaldo and Ruud van Nistelrooy.

Among the three goals in the Italian Super Cup, Nedved scored one pass and one shot, and the other one came from his indirect assist. He performed very well and was the best player in the Italian Super Cup.

Pirlo and Deco are full of creativity as always. Both players are very skilled players, and both are both offensive and defensive. But Pirlo is good at medium and long passes, and Deco is good at short passes and inserting. But the most rare thing is, After the two players experienced the cooperation last season, they have established a full tacit understanding.

This golden combination has made Yang Cheng more confident, and it has also made the outside world's evaluation and expectations of Inter Milan higher and higher.

After winning the Italian Super Cup, the Italian mainstream media have come up with the selection of the favorites for the new season. Inter Milan is undoubtedly far ahead and occupies the first place. Juventus has been in civil turmoil recently. Not very good either, even in third place behind Milan.

Milan just picked up a big bargain,

The Brazilian star Rivaldo was obtained from Lazio at a low price, and he is currently attacking Parma's Cannavaro and Lazio's Stam with all his strength, but the Rossoneri are facing competition from Real Madrid, Juventus and other giants , Cannavaro and the Dutch are destined to be a hot commodity.

The turmoil in the transfer market has suddenly risen, and the Serie A league has not been idle. Teams such as Atlanta, Chievo, Brescia, and Empoli have joined forces to protest the current Serie A broadcast fee distribution system.

After Facchetti came to power, under the reminder of Yang Cheng, he started to prepare for the reform of the broadcast fee distribution system, but encountered a lot of resistance. Now these small teams are using the strike as a weapon to fight Juventus and Milan. Teams that firmly opposed broadcast fee reform retaliated.

Now Facchetti has met with the leaders of these eight teams. The two sides have agreed on a time to sit down and negotiate. However, the postponement of the Serie A league is inevitable. When will the first round start? We have to wait for their talks It worked out.

Just when Serie A began to enter the troubled season, Yang Cheng received a call from Germany.

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The sky at the Pinettina base was very gray that day, just like Yang Cheng's mood.

When he got up early this morning, his right eyelid kept twitching, and when he was talking on the phone with Charlize Theron, the latter even made a joke of him, Don't you Chinese have a superstition? Yang Cheng used to say this about her back then.

Is the left eye jumping for money and the right eye jumping for disaster?

Don't tell me, Ling!

On his way to the training base in the morning, he almost had a car accident. A vehicle driving in the wrong direction almost made him go to hell. Fortunately, he was not driving fast at that time, and the roads near Gentile were not narrow, so people and cars were in danger. fine.

But when he encountered this kind of thing early in the morning, one can imagine his mood. The whole morning looked gloomy, just like this day, it seemed that there was going to be a heavy rain.

But soon, as soon as he started training, he forgot about it.

After he finished the training, he returned to his office, turned on his mobile phone, and there were more than a dozen incoming call reminders in one breath, and almost all of them were calls from friends in Kaiserslautern, Germany. An ominous premonition.

Hello, Werner! Yang Cheng called Melzer directly.

Damn, why don't you answer the phone? Meltzer looked anxious over there.

You know my habits! Yang Cheng said, he always turns off his phone during training and never brings his mobile phone to the training ground.

Don't talk so much, come here quickly, or it will be too late! Melzer seemed very anxious.

What's the matter? Yang Cheng's heart became heavier.

He... he's probably dying! Meltzer said, referring to Fritz Walter.

A football senior that Yang Cheng respects the most, someone who has helped him a lot.

How could this be? Yang Cheng panicked.

He even stopped by to visit him after the World Cup. At that time, Fritz Walter was chatting with Yang Cheng at his home, and he looked very healthy.

As you get older, your body changes all the time, who would have guessed it? Melzer said helplessly.

I'll go right away! Yang Cheng immediately hung up the phone.

Touching the pike that he always wore around his neck, Yang Cheng was so anxious that he immediately walked out of his office and went to the next door.

Paul! Yang Cheng knocked on the door and shouted.

What's the matter? Paul Bayer came out and opened the door. Besides him, there were other members of the coaching staff inside.

I'm going to Germany, you help me host the training! Yang Cheng confessed.

What's the rush? Tim Hank asked.

Yang Cheng paused, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, I'm afraid the old man will die!

In a word, both Paul Bayer and Tim Hank were stunned.

Even everyone in the coaching staff was stunned. They were very clear about Fritz Walter's position in Yang Cheng's mind.

It's like being his mentor!

I'm going to see him one last time! Yang Cheng turned around and left after speaking.

Driving his blue and black Ferrari on the way to the airport, Yang Cheng had already asked Paul Bayer to call and book a plane ticket for him. There happened to be the nearest plane to Frankfurt, and he had to hurry there as soon as possible.

That is a very good old man who used to be the owner of Isola Bella's No. 1 table, but he passed that seat to Yang Cheng, as if two kings were handing over power, and then he unconditionally Support Yang Cheng.

For Fritz Walter, Yang Cheng has an indescribable gratitude, so no matter how busy or tired he is every year, he will find time to go to Germany.

In fact, he already knew that Fritz Walter's health was failing. From his heart, he had accepted that he would say goodbye to this respected old man sooner or later, but when that day really came, He still felt uncomfortable in his heart, still flustered.

It's an emotion that's hard to explain, and he doesn't have much grief because time has faded his grief.

He just finds it hard to accept, he is a little hard to accept, from now on, in the world he lives in, he will never see Fritz Walter again, this name will forever become a cold symbol , not a living person.

This feeling made him very uncomfortable.

He was suffering the whole way from Milan to Frankfurt.

Melzer arranged for someone to come pick him up, and rushed to Enkenbach Alsenborn, and arrived at Fritz Walter's house. Countless fans who had received the news had already gathered here, as well as German football fans. People, even political and business circles have many powerful figures coming.

In today's Germany, there are fewer and fewer people who can have this kind of influence.

Are you here? Otmar Walter was sitting outside, and when he saw Yang Cheng rushing over, he stood up.

He said you're here, just go in.

Yang Cheng nodded, passed the door, passed the living room, and came to Fritz's room.

Knock on the door lightly, as if afraid of disturbing the old man inside.

It was Mrs. Walter who opened the door. Seeing that it was Yang Cheng, she just nodded and let him in.

The old man was lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, except for the slight ups and downs of his chest, reminding everyone that he was still alive, everything else was just like a corpse, straight, without any flesh, skin covered with bones, Kind of scary.

Yang Cheng sat down by the bed slowly, did not speak, and waited silently.

How he wished that the old man could open his eyes at this time, look at him, and talk to him.

But he was very scared, because he knew that if he did these actions at this time, it basically meant something.

Mrs. Walter was more open-minded. She kept asking Yang Cheng if he wanted to drink water or something, but Yang Cheng shook his head.

After half an hour, the old man on the bed opened his eyes slightly.

Fritz! Mrs. Walter approached, Here he is!

Seeing the old man on the hospital bed moving his head, as if he was about to turn his head sideways, Yang Cheng quickly stood up, walked to the front of the hospital bed, and leaned over so that he could see himself.

The withered right hand was about to be raised slowly, but the old man's cloudy eyes caught sight of the barracuda that Yang Cheng was wearing around his neck. When it lit up, it seemed as if the last light had burst out, but it immediately became dim. Then his eyes closed slowly, and his right hand dropped completely powerlessly.

No pain, no discomfort, no torture, no reluctance, and no regrets!

And so he went!

In an instant, Yang Cheng, who originally thought he could accept this matter very strongly, burst into tears from his eyes, slid down his cheeks, and dripped on the old man's hands.

But soon, Yang Cheng reached out to wipe away his tears and gave up his seat.

Mrs. Walter walked over silently, gently tidied up his exposed hands, gently pulled the thin quilt for him, and covered his head. The whole movement was extremely gentle, as if a wife was doing something for him. The sleeping husband pulled the quilt.

From this moment on, Kaiserslautern has no legends!

From this moment on, German football has lost an epic history!

From this moment on, there will be no such person as Fritz Walter in this world!

The sadness just came suddenly and faded away quickly.

When Yang Cheng opened the door of the room, everyone who saw his face could guess the result.

Otmar Walter didn't respond in any way, just nodded incessantly, turned around, and walked out of the house with an incomparably desolate, indescribably sad back.

Today my body returns to my native land, and the emperor's body is also the same.

People, aren't they all like this?

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Walking out of Fritz Walter's house, Yang Cheng walked slowly on the road aimlessly, not knowing where to go or where to go.

The feeling of seeing a living person dying in front of his own eyes made him very scared.

Yang Cheng didn't notice that there was a person following far behind him.

He just walked aimlessly on the street like this, he needed to find a place, a place where he could vent the depression in his chest.

It was dark at night, and Enkenbach? Alsenborn is just a small town. Walking all the way, I saw a bar.

He just walked in.

Give me the strongest wine here! The whole bottle! Yang Cheng said, then found a corner and sat down, closing his eyes.

Everything in the past flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.

I don't need comfort, Melissa! When Yang Cheng opened his eyes again, he saw Melissa Trio. This beautiful French woman was sitting in front of him, looking at him with concern.

I know! Melissa said, The Yang Cheng I know will never be so weak!

Yang Cheng looked at her deeply and smiled.

Drink or not? Yang Cheng asked.

Melissa shook her head, I rarely drink!

Then what are you doing in the bar? Yang Cheng asked with a smile.

Melissa was speechless. If she hadn't seen that Yang Cheng was in a bad mood, she would have hit him back.

The waiter at the bar brought up two bullet glasses filled with ice cubes and a bottle of Jagermeister, which is said to be the strongest alcohol in Germany and the most popular wine in German bars. Countless fans like to watch the game while watching the game.

Yang Cheng also drank before, but he passed out.

He opened the cork and poured two full glasses. Yang Cheng said with a smile: Germans drink Jaeger, and like to keep it cold. They pour a full glass and drink it all in one go. They say that this is the best medicine in the world. It can make people feel better. Forget your troubles, forget all your unhappiness, and board the train to heaven.

Yang Cheng picked up one of the cups and smiled slightly, I haven't tried it before, try it now!

After finishing speaking, he raised his head, and poured a shot glass of Jagermere into his stomach in one gulp, as if a hot current flowed from his throat into his stomach.

It was very choking, and made him cough hard. After all, he couldn't get used to this kind of high-alcohol spirits.

Exciting! After coughing for a while, he smiled.

Don't you try?

Melissa shook her head, she really rarely drank.

Yang Cheng picked up her cup and poured it in again.

After two cups, he felt that there was a fire burning in his stomach, it was very hot, his feet were numb, his whole body seemed to be spinning non-stop, he was so dizzy, he couldn't remember anything.

Sure enough, this is really a kind of wine that makes people drink and fly! Yang Cheng smiled drunkenly.

He poured himself another glass with trembling hands, You really don't want to drink?

Melissa shook her head.

Yang Cheng put the wine bottle on the table heavily, grabbed the glass of wine, and drank it in one gulp.

Ah, it's really enjoyable, good wine! He shouted loudly.

There were not many people in the bar, after all, it was still early.

Yang Cheng struggled to stand up, but his legs fell limp, and he threw himself on the table.

What are you doing? Melissa hurried over and supported him, If you can't drink, don't drink so much.

I'm happy! Yang Cheng laughed drunkenly, Melissa, you seem to care too much!

Melissa knew he was drunk and ignored him.

Even my wife can't control me, I'm just a bird without feet... He just muttered over there, sometimes in English, sometimes in German, sometimes in Spanish , but Chinese is the most used.

So what the hell was he reading, Melissa couldn't understand, but she could understand.

He is very unhappy!

Although he seemed to be fine, in fact, he was very unhappy and wanted to drink to vent his anger, but his capacity for alcohol was not good enough, and he couldn't reach the point where he would not get drunk after a thousand glasses, so he could only get drunk.

After pouring three glasses of Jaeger, he fell unconscious, and the waiters in the bar were all giggling.

The lights were too dim, and none of them recognized Yang Cheng.

This time, Melissa just received news. As soon as she heard that Fritz Walter was seriously ill, she immediately ran over to check on him. She also respected the old man, and anyone who likes football would respect him, but she didn’t expect to come After drinking, he ran into a drunk Yang Cheng.

She can understand Yang Cheng's current mood, because Yang Cheng once mentioned Fritz Walter many times in an exclusive interview with her. Although he didn't go into details, she could tell that Yang Cheng respected him very much. people.

Although Fritz Walter's death was not unexpected, after all, his health has been very poor over the years, and death will happen sooner or later, but when it comes, it is still very uncomfortable, and she understands this feeling.

I really understand!

So she knew that Yang Cheng just wanted to vent the depression in his heart.

Seeing Yang Cheng, who was drunk and talking a lot of drunken words, lying on the table, Melissa suddenly realized that Caesar, who was high above him, could be such an ordinary person, and he would also be in a bad mood. Well, he will be sad, and there will be times when he needs to vent, but how many people can see this side of him?

Or it should be said that the side he usually shows may not be all about him, because he hides his weak side very deeply.

Seeing the usual Caesar and seeing Yang Cheng today, Yang Cheng's image has not been destroyed, but has become three-dimensional and vivid.

This is a real person!