Golden Greenery

Chapter 461: Not speculating is thousands of miles away from the topic

Franco Baresi is 48 years old. He has only played for AC Milan and the Italian national team in his life. He is rated as the top ten loyalists in world football. He was punished for match-fixing at AC Milan and was demoted to Serie B and the team. As the main force scrambled to escape, 1 hesitated and stayed with the team.

Joined the club at the age of 14, played for AC Milan for the first time at the age of 18, became captain at the age of 22, and retired at the peak of his career at the age of 37. Baresi was named AC Milan's best player and best defender of the 20th century, as well as Serie A's best player and best defender of the 20th century.

Such a god, although he does not have the name of the football king, is more admired than the football king and the saint, because the spirit and charm of Italian football are concentrated in Baresi's back. With this identity alone, when he speaks to any player in Serie A today, he will make the other player listen attentively and calmly.

"Zhuoyang, it is only right for you to join the national team now." Baresi said to Zhuoyang.

"Brother Franco, I think you don't understand everything. This is very important to me and I must be cautious."

"I know you are worried about the national team's poor performance in the European Championships and being used as a scapegoat. I am going to criticize you. Since you have decided to play for it, of course you have to stay together through thick and thin. It is not a hero to be so prudent."

Zhuoyang knew that Baresi had completely split the question.

As a player, Baresi was a silent, calm and even cold person, but he was also a resolute and tough person. When he was captain, he was not as thoughtful as Maldini later. Baresi just relied on his strong competitive strength to hold high the Milan banner.

1 Because of his huge reputation, he was immediately appointed Vice Chairman of AC Milan by Silvio Berlusconi, and there were even rumors that he would be appointed Chairman. This was also the most powerful era of the Knights of the Round Table. But as Baresi failed in the power struggle with Galliani, the Knights of the Round Table encountered the 'Albertini Rejection Incident', and Baresi was removed from the position of vice president.

In anger, Baresi went to England and served as the sporting director of the Premier League Fulham club. But in the next two years, he was at a disadvantage in the struggle with head coach Tigana, and had no choice but to leave with regret.

After several setbacks, Baresi finally softened a lot. He was tired of fighting with others, which was much more difficult than when he was playing football. Because of his love, Baresi returned to Milanello, and he accepted the almost humiliating position of youth training head coach calmly. To this day, he is still the anchor of the Knights of the Round Table and the ‘political commissar’ of Milanello.

Although he is not very good at team administration, Baresi still has high prestige among the players. As long as he speaks, no one in Milanello dares not to listen. Even Maldini will not contradict him. He is also Milan’s ideological work mentor.

All in all, Baresi is a super player who could support a team by himself when he was young. However, when he engaged in management work after retirement, he lacked some political acumen. His way of thinking was always subjective and one-sided.

"Brother Franco, you misunderstood me." Zhuoyang said: "I am definitely not afraid of taking responsibility, nor do I want to wait for a price. Let's put it this way, I didn't want to show off for the Italian national team.

To be honest, I will put all issues until the end of the European Championship before making a decision, because the Italian national team is not my only choice and I need to seriously consider it. Everyone will be careful about such a major decision that affects their entire life, right? "

Many national teams have invited Zhuoyang to join. This is no secret among well-informed football people. From Baresi's point of view, Zhuoyang naturally has the strength to be worthy of the Italian national team. He should also feel honored to have the opportunity to wear Mediterranean blue and should not have any hesitation.

Baresi, like Maldini, despises all football outside of Italy. The Italian national team is with God, and everyone outside AC Milan is a country boy. But the difference between the two is that Maldini can handle his emotions better, seek common ground while reserving differences, and is more moderate. Baresi is more sincere, saying that he would rather have the grass of socialism than the seedlings of capitalism, and he believes that others should also have this view.

"Zhuoyang, you're not still thinking about Germany, are you?" Baresi was surprised.

"It's not just Germany. I'm sure you've heard about it, Brother Ba, but there are also several other countries."

"Hahahaha, Zhuo Yang, please be patient, I should be about the same age as your father, just like your elder. Just stop joking with me, how is that possible?" Baresi obviously didn't believe Zhuo Yang's explanation. "I know that Germany is also a strong team, but their football lacks structure. Only our Italian football is the most perfect combination of classical and modern. Really outstanding talents, such as you, who will appreciate German football? .”

"Zhuoyang, listen to my brother, no, listen to my uncle. Go to the national team now. I will take you there. My uncle will personally lead you to complete various procedures."

From Baresi's point of view, as long as he can be recognized by the Italian national team and AC Milan, fame and fortune are negligible external things, so the money in the United Arab Emirates and the title of Monaco are not worth mentioning at all. As for Germany, it is completely unworthy of comparison with Italy.

Zhuo Yang scratched his head a little. He saw that Baresi's and his own were completely different in their stance and direction in considering the problem. This was not something that could be communicated through verbal conversation at all. The two of them were talking about the same thing.

Zhuoyang has a characteristic. When he encounters a situation where it is completely impossible to achieve consensus, he will give up. It’s not about giving up one’s own positions and opinions, but giving up on persuasion and communication. Just slap on the butt and let everyone live their own lives. There is no need to be serious about these things.

"Brother Ba... No, Uncle Ba, I won't hide it from you. You are the one I respect the most in Milanello. I'll tell you the truth." A hundred Zhuoyangs can't reason like this. Baresi is in good condition, but he makes jokes and talks. Even 10,000 Baresi is no match for Zhuoyang.

"In the past two years, under the leadership of Mr. Donadoni, the overall offense and defense of the Italian national team have taken shape... Listen to me first, let's talk about defense first..." There are a lot of Biliba.

"Let's talk about the attack next..." There were a lot of people in Qili cave again.

"My characteristics..." Jingle bells...

"So if I join the national team at this time, it will inevitably interfere with the existing offensive and defensive order. And the European Championship is about to start in a month. Obviously, there is not enough time to adjust. If this affects the results, no matter what It doesn't matter whether it's Donadoni's or mine, but who should our national team talk to for reason?"

"Zhuoyang, your understanding of the Italian national team's tactics is a bit one-sided. Let me explain it to you in detail..."

When it comes to the theory of football techniques and tactics, Baresi has found the topic that he is best at and most interested in. But this thing is also the first to write about it. Who can't talk about it on paper? Zhuoyang seriously opened up his posture and started a big technical and tactical discussion with Baresi. He did it on purpose, but Baresi was completely unaware that his original intention of today's interview was far away from the topic.

The two talked about Italian concrete, the chain system, and the tactical training of a head coach to the current situation of African football. By the time he politely said goodbye to Uncle Ba, who still had more to say, Zhuo Yang's stomach was already thundering, and he was so hungry that he could swallow a cow.

It wasn't until he was lying on his big bed getting ready to go to bed at night that Baresi suddenly remembered that everything was screwed up today.

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