Super Coach

The Alp stadium was full of people, and the cries of Caesar on the stands were endless.

Inter Milan beat Chelsea and Juventus in 3: 0 and 2: 0 respectively, and won the Moretti Beer Cup. This is the first championship trophy won by Inter Milan in the new season. Although it is just a warm-up match, but it can beat Juventus to win the championship, Inter Milan fans are very excited.

Won the Moretti Cup, the team returned to Milan, participated in the Tim Cup at Meazza Stadium, and defeated Juventus and ac Milan to win the Tim Cup championship, which has been Inter Milan ’s two consecutive seasons. Tim Cup champion, and this cup competition was only held for two years.

Having won two warm-up cup championships, Inter Milan's pre-season preparations were very good. Then, the team collectively drove to Tripoli, the capital of Libya, where they will play last season's Italian Cup champion Parma.

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

Winning three consecutive cup championships, Inter Milan is in the limelight, and Italy is frantically hyping the outstanding performance of this team, especially the four No. 10 midfielders that Yang Cheng constantly wears in during the warm-up game. combination.

Emerson reappeared in the lower back position. After the baptism of the World Cup, he appeared more confident and active, and his performance was faster than last season. He was in good shape, he handled the ball more calmly and reasonably, and his defense coverage was also It's more in place, so it's reassuring.

Thanks to Emerson's comeback, the midfield defense is guaranteed, and Nedved is more actively invested in the frontcourt, but his more obvious progress lies in his offense, and his cooperation with Ronaldo and Fanny.

Of the three goals in the Italian Super Cup, Nedved delivered one shot and one indirect assist. He performed very well and was the best player in the Italian Super Cup.

As always, Pirlo and Deco are full of creativity. Both players are very skilled players, and they have both offense and defense. However, Pirlo is good at medium and long pass, Deco is good at short pass and plug, but the most rare thing is, The two players have developed a great tacit understanding after last season's cooperation.

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

After winning the Italian Super Cup, the mainstream Italian media have come up with new favorites to win the championship in the new season. Inter Milan is undoubtedly far ahead and occupy the first place. Juventus has been in constant disturbance recently. Lippi ’s team has performed in the warm-up game Not very good, even after ac Milan, ranked third.

Ac Milan picked up a big bargain and got Brazilian star Rivaldo at a low price from Lazio. He is currently attacking Palma ’s Cannavaro and Lazio ’s Stam, but the Red and Black Legions are facing the Royal Cannavaro and the Dutch are destined to be a sought-after with the competition of many giants such as Madrid and Juventus.

The turmoil in the transfer market has sprung up and Serie A is not idle. Atlanta, Chievo, Brescia, Empoli and other teams have joined together to protest the current Serie A broadcast fee distribution system.

After Chetti came to power, under the remind of Yang Cheng, he started to prepare for the reform of the distribution system of broadcast fees, but encountered many resistances. Now these small teams use strikes as weapons, against Juventus and AC Milan. Teams that resolutely oppose the rebroadcast fee reform will retaliate.

Now Chetty has met with the leaders of these eight teams. The two sides have agreed on a time to sit down and negotiate, but the Serie A delay has been inevitable. When will the first round begin, they will have to wait for the results of their talks Too.

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

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The sky at the Pinettina base on that day was very gray, the same mood as Yang Cheng.

Waking up early in the morning today, his right eyelid jumped non-stop. While he was talking on the phone with Charlize, the latter also joked him, "Don't you Chinese have a superstition?" Yang Cheng used to say this to her.

Does the left eye jump fortune and the right eye jumps for disaster?

Don't really say, spirit!

He was about to get to the training base on the road in the morning, and a car accident almost happened. A reverse driving vehicle almost made him go to hell. Fortunately, he was not driving fast, and the road near Gentile was not narrow, so both people and cars Nothing.

But when he encountered this kind of thing early in the morning, he could imagine his mood. It looked gloomy all morning, just like this day, it seemed to be raining heavily.

But soon, as soon as he put into training, he forgot this matter.

After he finished his training, he returned to his office and turned on his mobile phone. There were dozens of incoming call reminders in one breath, and almost all of them were the phone calls of his friends in Kaiserslautern, Germany, which gave him a An ominous hunch.

"Hello, Werner!" Yang Cheng called Melzer directly.

"Damn, why didn't you answer the phone?" Melzer looked anxious over there.

"You know my habit!" Yang Cheng said, he always turned off during training and never took his mobile phone to the training ground.

"Don't say so much, please hurry up, and it will be too late!" Melzer looked worried.

"What's the matter?" Yang Cheng felt even heavier.

"He ... he's afraid it won't work!" Merzer said he meant Fritz Walter.

One of Yang Cheng's most respected football predecessors who once gave him a lot of help.

"How could this happen?" Yang Cheng panicked.

He also visited him after the World Cup, when Fritz Walter was chatting with Yang Cheng at his home, and he looked very healthy.

"As you get older, your body changes at any time. Who can guess?" Melzer said helplessly.

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

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

"Paul!" Yang Cheng shouted.

"What's the matter?" Paul Bayer came out and opened the door. There were other coaches besides him.

"I'm going to Germany, you help me preside over the training!" Yang Cheng explained.

"What's so anxious?" Tim Hank asked.

Yang Cheng paused, a sorrow flashed in his eyes, "The old man is afraid it won't work!"

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

Even everyone in the coaching staff was stunned. They all knew clearly the position of Fritz Walter in Yang Cheng's mind.

As if he were his mentor!

"I'll see him for the last time!" Yang Cheng said and turned away.

Driving his blue-and-black Larry, Mercedes was on the way to the airport, Yang Cheng had asked Paul Bayer to call to help himself book a flight ticket, just as there is a general recent flight to Rankfo, he must catch up soon past.

It was a very good old man who used to be the owner of the Isola Bella table 1, but he passed on the seat to Yang Cheng as if two kings were handing over power, and then he was unconditional Support from Yang Cheng.

For Fritz Walter, Yang Cheng has an inexpressible gratitude, so he is busy and tired every year, he will take the time to go to Germany.

In fact, he had long known that Fritz Walter ’s body was no longer good. From his heart, he had also accepted that he would soon say goodbye to this respectful old man one day, but when this day came, he I still feel uncomfortable in my heart, and I still feel panic.

This is an emotion that is difficult to explain. He doesn't have too much sorrow, because time has softened his sorrow.

He just found it difficult to accept. He was a little difficult to accept. From now on, in the world he lives in, he will never see the person Fritz Walter again. This name will always be a cold symbol, Not a living person.

This feeling made him uncomfortable.

From Milan to Rankfor, he was uncomfortable all the way.

Melzer arranged for someone to pick him up, rushed to Enkenbach Arsenborn, and arrived at Fritz Walter ’s home, where many fans who had received the news had gathered, as well as people from the German football world, Even in all circles of politics and business, there are many people who have the right to come.

In today's Germany, there are fewer and fewer people with such influence.

"Are you here?" Altma Walter sat outside, and as soon as he saw Yang Cheng's servants coming, he stood up.

"He said you came, just go in."

Yang Cheng nodded, passed the gate, passed the living room, and arrived at Fritz's room.

Knocking gently on the door, as if afraid of disturbing the old man inside.

It was Mrs. Walter who opened the door. When she saw 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 angry, and everything else was the same as a corpse, straight, without any flesh, and covered with bone It's a little scary.

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

How he hoped that the old man would 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 represented what.

Instead, Mrs. Walter looked more open. She kept asking Yang Cheng if she wanted to drink water or something. Yang Cheng shook her head.

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

"Fritz!" Mrs. Walter leaned over, "He's here!"

He saw the old man in the hospital bed move his head, as if to turn his head to the side, Yang Cheng quickly stood up, walked to the front of the hospital bed, and leaned in so that he could see himself.

Withered right hand slowly wanted to be raised. The old man's turbid eyes swept the barracuda that Yang Cheng was wearing on his neck. When it lit up, it seemed to shine the last and last light, but immediately became dim Then his eyes closed slowly, and his right hand dropped completely weakly.

No pain, no discomfort, no torture, no hardship, no regrets!

He just went like this!

In an instant, Yang Cheng, who thought he could accept this matter very strong and strong, squeezed tears from his eyes, slipped down his cheeks, and dripped on the old man's hand.

But soon, Yang Cheng reached out and wiped his tears, giving way to his position.

Mrs. Walter walked silently, gently cleaned his exposed hands, gently pulled him on a thin quilt, and covered his head. The whole movement was extremely gentle, as if a wife was doing The sleeping husband pulls the quilt.

From this moment, Kaiserslautern has no legend!

From this moment on, German football has lost a weird history!

From this moment on, there is no one like Fritz Walter in this world!

The sorrow only came suddenly, and soon faded away.

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

Altmawalt didn't respond, but nodded unceasingly, turned around, and walked out of the house. His back was extremely bleak and unspeakable sad.

Today, my body returns to my homeland, and his monarch body is the same.

Is n’t that the case?

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

The feeling of seeing a living person in front of one's own eyes choking off gas in front of him scared him.

Yang Cheng didn't notice that he was following someone far behind him.

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

It was dark at night, and Alkenborn in Enkenbach was just a small town. When I walked all the way, I saw a bar.

He went in.

"Give me the strongest wine on your side! The whole bottle!" Yang Cheng said, and then found a corner to sit down and closed his eyes.

Everything in the past came to his mind like a lantern.

"I don't need comfort, Melissa!" When she opened her eyes again, Yang Cheng saw Melissa Fario, and this beautiful Chinese woman sat in front of him, looking at him with care.

"I know!" Melissa said, "Yang Cheng, whom 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!"

"So what are you doing at the bar?" Yang Cheng asked with a smile.

Melissa is speechless. If she is not in a bad mood, she will fight back.

The waiter of the bar brought two bullet cups with ice cubes and a bottle of wilderness. It is known as the strongest wine in Germany and the most popular kind of wine in German bars.

Yang Cheng had drunk before, but was drunk.

Opening the stopper and pouring two full glasses, Yang Cheng smiled and said: "The Germans drink Yege, like to refrigerate, pour a full glass, and drink it all at once. Forget your worries, forget all unhappiness, and board the train to heaven. "

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

After he finished speaking, he looked up, and a shot glass of wild wine was poured into his stomach by his mouth, as if there was a hot stream flowing from his throat to his stomach.

Very choking, making him cough hard, in the end he is not used to drinking such high alcohol spirits.

"Fantastic!" After a cough, he smiled.

"Don't you try?"

Melissa shook her head, she really seldom 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, which was very hot, and his feet were also empty.

"Sure enough, this is really a drink that makes people fly!" Yang Cheng smiled drunkenly.

His hand trembled again and poured himself a cup, "Are you really not drinking?"

Melissa shook her head.

Yang Cheng put the bottle on the table, grabbed the glass of wine, and sipped it again.

"Ah, really enjoyable, good wine!" He shouted loudly.

There are not many people in the bar, after all, it is still early.

Yang Cheng struggled to stand up, but his legs fell down softly, and the whole person fell on the table.

"What are you doing?" Melissa hurried over and supported him. "Don't drink as much if you can't."

"I am happy!" Yang Cheng smiled drunkenly, "Melissa, hello. Xzsj8. Too many tubes!"

Melissa knew he was drunk and ignored him.

"Even my wife can't control me, I'm a little bird with no feet ..." He just whispered there, sometimes in English, sometimes in German, sometimes in Spanish , But the most used language is Chinese.

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

He is very unhappy!

Although he seemed to be okay, in fact, he was very unhappy and wanted to vent to drink, but he couldn't drink enough. He couldn't reach the point of not being drunk for a thousand cups, only to get drunk.

Three cups of wild grids were unconscious, and the bar attendants were laughing.

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

Melissa only received news this time. She heard that Fritz Walter was seriously ill and immediately ran over to see. She also respected the old man, but everyone who loves football will respect him, but did not expect to come. Later, he met a drunk Yang Cheng.

She can understand Yang Cheng ’s mood now, because Yang Cheng once mentioned Fritz Walter in her exclusive interview. Although he did not elaborate, she could hear that Yang Cheng respected this person very much. .

Although Fritz Walter's death is not unexpected, after all, his body has been very poor in these years. His death is a matter of time, but when the matter comes, it is still very uncomfortable. She understands this feeling.

Really understand!

So she knew that Yang Cheng just wanted to vent her depression.

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

Or it should be said that the side he usually puts out may not be all of him, because he hides his weak side and hides it deep and deep.

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

This is a living person!