The Young Lion

It was early morning when he got home, Aldrich entered the house and put the suitcase aside, then walked upstairs step by step, taking off his clothes at the same time.

With a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth, he fell on the big bed, replaying the scene of winning the championship over and over again in his mind, and Southgate couldn't restrain his emotions and burst into tears when he picked up the trophy.

The past season was too difficult for him. He was overwhelmed by the pressure of being accused by England fans as sinners, and his off-court exposure rate plummeted. This is his sense of self-protection. Asked about the penalty loss at Euro 96.

This season, Southgate, who has performed steadily, has become the pinnacle of Millwall's defense. He is different from Stam's bravery and fierceness, but has the style of a general. He is not just a central defender who does dirty work. He is more calm when handling the ball, and has consciously cultivated a big picture, which is more in line with Millwall's overall tactics.

The young players held their trophies and refused to let go, as happy as children who haven't grown up...

Just when Aldrich was about to fall asleep, the landline phone on the bedside table rang suddenly.

Reluctantly, Aldridge reached for the phone and put it to his ear.

He heard a sentence that made him dumbfounded.

Boss, I can't sleep...

Aldridge almost yelled at the phone: But you interrupted me just as I was about to fall asleep!

Andre, let's talk then. Don't you have a girlfriend?

No.

 …

After noon the next day, Aldrich was still lying on the bed stretched out, the phone was next to his head, and if the ear was close, he could hear the beeping sound of disconnection.

The door downstairs was opened from the outside, and Melanie, dressed in a cool dress, rushed in like a wind. Aldrich was not found on the first floor, so he ran upstairs immediately, and he was not seen in the gym or study room figure. Finally, she pushed open the door of the bedroom to make her laugh.

Slowly climbed onto the bed, Melanie straddled him, and at the same time as he bent down, Aldrich woke up, with a dazed expression on his face, Melanie kissed him on the mouth, and said with a smile: Congratulations! !Champion coach!

Yesterday she had a performance inseparable.

Aldrich didn't care about not being able to go to the Netherlands to come to the scene to cheer for Aldrich, after all, Millwall was already pressed for time.

Aldrich rubbed his eyes. At this time, Melanie smelled the alcohol on his body, covered her nose and said, You went to bed without taking a shower yesterday? It smells bad, go take a shower!

Aldridge was still in a listless state. When she sat up, Melanie was tidying up the clothes on the floor, and she turned around and asked, I called you last night, but no one answered the phone, and the home phone was always busy. I called once at three o'clock, and it was busy. I called once at four o'clock. , the line is still busy, and it was also busy this morning, did you put the phone aside on purpose?

Oh, no, there was a player who couldn't sleep last night. He won the championship and was extremely excited. He called me to chat, and I didn't know what time it was until he fell asleep.

Who is it?

Shevchenko.

Oh, you two have such a good relationship, what did you talk about?

Uh, forgot...

Aldrich walked into the bathroom. He indeed forgot what he and Shevchenko had talked about, most of which were daily trivial matters. In fact, it was something like one sheep, two sheep, three sheep, which calmed Shevchenko down.

after bathing. Aldrich went downstairs in shorts, Melanie cooked him some simple food in the kitchen, and Aldrich turned on the TV to watch the news.

I'm not emphasizing that Millwall has become the strongest team in Europe. What I value more is the team spirit, such as Shankly and Paisley's Liverpool. Now Millwall has shown a united side, passion and passion. Happy, what they saw last night when they came back to London, the players chanting the treble like a game, do you think they are arrogant? I don't think so anyway, they are enjoying football, enjoying the sport The joy! From Aldrich Hall, what have we seen again? Is he calm when commanding on the spot? Not only this aspect, we should also see that when his team miraculously won the first battle The moment Europe won the championship, what was his reaction? Turning to Sir Robson to shake hands, Hall was wild but elegant, he redefined the ethos of Millwall, which made him not only in the manager's circle Outstanding and will make his peers respect him.

The talker on the TV show is Liverpool star Alan Hansen, the big mouth who declared last season that Manchester United could not win any championships with a group of children, and said that he hoped that Millwall would not be scared to pee his pants by the sports of adults.

But this person, Aldridge doesn’t hate him, because he has his own opinions, and he won’t follow suit. It’s normal to fail in predictions. Compared with too many celebrities who express their opinions, they mostly follow the trend, and he can always express something different from the mainstream. the sound of.

Aldridge watched TV for a while, and most of the football programs were news praising Millwall for winning the trophy.

Melanie came out with a tray and handed it to Aldrich, then she took her handbag and took out several newspapers from it and placed them on the coffee table.

Aldridge looked down at the newspapers while eating, and Fleet Street was full of praise. Most of the covers were pictures of Millwall holding the cup, and there were also photos of Aldridge being thrown into the sky by the players.

Melanie was sitting opposite Aldrich, staring at him with a smile all the time, which made Aldrich feel weird and scared.

Have you seen enough?

No!

I haven't seen you for a few days, have I changed a lot?

No! So I can't see enough.

Don't you have to work today?

Take a rest for three days.

Wait to exercise with me?

Melanie nodded with a half-smile.

After eating, Aldridge rested for a while, and Melanie also went to the bathroom to take a shower. She looked more refreshed with a short haircut. Wearing a black three-point style, she pushed open the bedroom door, but did not see Aldrich. I feel strange in my heart.

When she saw Aldrich jogging at the gym, she couldn't help but cry: Exercising?

Aldrich turned his head to look at her, and when he saw her outfit, he immediately smiled and said, Yes. Exercise!

Why didn't you make it clear? I even took a shower on purpose.

Which word is not clear? Didn't you rest for three days? Let the fun stay at night.

Can I beat you?

Then try it.

The gym space is not small, and Aldrich and Melanie put on their boxing gloves to practice what they usually do when they are in the gym: boxing.

 …

In the evening, Aldridge drove Melanie back to his parents' villa in the eastern suburbs for dinner.

He was still driving the BMW that Arthur gave him, and Melanie was a little unhappy.

Do you hate the car I gave you?

No, I like it very much. It's just too ostentatious. It's okay to take it out for a ride occasionally. But it's not necessary to drive that car for work or short trips, and it's not convenient to park.

Aldridge told the truth, and Melanie immediately felt relieved.

But Aldridge thought more about his relationship with Melanie. Just like that Lamborghini, it is the life conciliator when you relax occasionally, and the days when you get together and leave more often make the two of you look like a pure couple, staying in a love stage forever.

When they came to their parents' villa, mother Amelia and sister-in-law were busy with dinner, and there was already a rich dinner on the long table.

Andrew came alone, watching cartoons with his three-year-old nephew Bowen in his arms.

As soon as Aldridge entered the door. Andrew raised Bowen with a smile and said, Uncle Aldrich, congratulations.

Aldrich walked over and put his hand on Andrew's head, and said with a smile, Thank you.

He bent down and kissed Bowen on the forehead. His nephew grabbed his sleeve and said, Give me Larson's autograph.

Aldrich nodded and agreed after laughing.

Where's Arthur?

Still sleeping in the bedroom, I'll call him!

Mother Amelia took the steak out of the oven and put it on the table before heading upstairs.

What's the matter? Arthur's having fun again?

Aldrich asked Andrew.

Andrew shrugged and said, Yeah, he got on the plane in a daze this morning. When those old hooligans sent him back, he thought he was in a hotel in Rotterdam, and gave me a tip of twenty pounds.

Hahaha, speaking of it, I didn't meet him in the Netherlands yesterday.

Millwall arrived in Rotterdam ahead of schedule. As the club president, Arthur and CEO Adam and other administrative staff arrived in the Netherlands on the day of the game. They were more like spectators. He sat directly in the stadium box, and Millwall left in a hurry after the game, and Aldridge didn't say hello to his father.

Hehe, yesterday he was sitting in a box with Barcelona president Nunez. According to the old hooligans, they were having a blast in Rotterdam at night, and Arthur kept calling Nunez an annoying idiot. Barcelona didn't understand the situation, Nunes thought that Arthur, as the chairman, could control the power of player transfers, so he kept testing Arthur and wanted to introduce Larson. Arthur didn't want to talk to the other party, but he was harassed all the time...

Aldridge said with a smile: So he doesn't like sitting in the box to watch the game very much.

At the Lion's Den Stadium, Arthur was no longer in the box to watch the game, but sat in the stands with Puskasywen, and the European game was the final, and as the chairman, he could only sit in the box again And it's a matter of club image.

For the owner or chairman of other Premier League clubs, Arthur could laugh and scold each other for two hours in the box. Anyway, even if it was photographed outside, I don’t know what they said.

After all, the boss or chairman of the Premier League will meet every three months. Most of the time, they will attack each other at the Premier League round table due to conflicts of interest. They keep smiling in front of the public, but in private, everyone is not a good bird.

On the stage of the European war, when facing the chairman or owner of a club from outside England, Arthur does not want to conflict with the other party. In England, everyone has established rules of the game and will not tear their face in front of the public. But other countries The club chairman or owner, God knows if the other party is a powder keg.

Yesterday's final was wonderful, but Arthur sat on pins and needles for two hours, fed up with Nunes' verbal harassment.

After Aldrich laughed, he suddenly felt that he seemed to have forgotten something yesterday.

Why are you frowning?

Andrew looked at Aldrich puzzled.

I feel like I missed something yesterday.

Hehe, is it the post-match press conference? UEFA has already issued a warning, but considering that Millwall has a final tomorrow, UEFA said it can accept your absence this time, but next time they will be notified in advance , put the reporters there, but you escaped by plane, what's the matter?

Aldridge slapped his forehead and sighed: It's really like this, there is no way, I was too happy at that time.

Oh, Aldridge, come here and let me kiss you!

Arthur, who was in pajamas, came down the stairs, and just halfway there he saw Aldrich, and Arthur, whose hair was still messy, quickened his pace and rushed towards Aldrich.

But within two steps, he fell down in the living room with a plop.

grandfather!

My God!

Bowen and Amelia exclaimed in unison.

Aldridge and Andrew hurried over to help him up.

I don’t know if it’s because of the cushioning effect of the fleshy belly, or maybe it’s because of the soft carpet. After Arthur fell down, he immediately got up, hugged Aldrich and kissed him on the face as if nothing happened, hahaha He laughed and said, Long live Millwall! We are the European champions! There is no regret in dying!

I think it would be the biggest regret if you died now!

Aldrich said with a smile on his face.

Arthur was taken aback for a moment, and asked back, Why?

Because you'd miss out on more of Millwall's championship moments.

Ah, ha, ha, ha, yes! Son, I'm not going to die, I want to live to be two hundred years old, and see Millwall get twenty, thirty, one hundred championship trophies! ( Your support from Dingtian Novels is my greatest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m. to read.)

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