Golden Greenery

Chapter 207 The dead genius boy

Patrick Kluivert stood on the court and looked at Zhuoyang who was celebrating with his teammates. He couldn't bear any hatred.

Kluivert left Barcelona, ​​​​where he had been playing for six years last summer, and came to Newcastle of the Magpies. He was abandoned by Rijkaard, the young coach he regarded as his brother. However, Kluivert doesn’t hate Rijkaard either.

In fact, it was after the match against Madiburg in last year's UEFA Cup that he lost his iron-clad main forward position in Barcelona and lost Rijkaard's unwavering trust in him.

Kluivert was still aggrieved when he was kicked out by AC Milan seven years ago, but now, he hates no one, not even Madiburg defender Dras who made him lose his mind with a verbal attack in last year's game.

There is a magical year in world football, and that is 1976. Among the babies born in this year, many legends and heroes emerged in the world of football. This generation is called the 76 golden generation. In today's football, the four kings of Roshetoba are the ones who carried the title for the people of 1976. However, ten years ago, the only one who was as famous as Ronaldo was Kluivert.

Kluivert can't forget Galliani's disgusted look when he left the world's dominant AC Milan for Camp Nou seven years ago, although he only stayed at Milanello for a year. A year and a half ago, when he was at the height of his powers in Barcelona, ​​he scored his 38th goal for the national team in the national team's qualifier against Belarus, surpassing Bergkamp and becoming the best in the history of the Dutch national team. shooter.

Four months later, Kluivert raised this record to 40 against Moldova. A reporter interviewed Galliani: What do you want to say about driving Kluivert away six years ago?

Galliani replied: AC Milan has missed out on many outstanding young people, and the one that makes me sad the most is Vieira. But for Kluivert, clearing him was the only decision I never regretted.

A few months later, Kluivert and Barcelona encountered the Six Musketeers Madiburg. So, he came to England this season, and his goals in the national team were always fixed at 40. This record was not broken until eight years later by another man named Robin Van Persie.

Kluivert was born in the Ajax youth training, and his footwork is no less than Ronaldo. But when he came to English football with rough skills, he found that he was still not the main force in this mid-to-lower team. Newcastle had two forwards. The tactics are more accustomed to using the veteran Shearer and the Nigerian Ameobi who is a product of his own youth training.

The 29-year-old Kluivert doesn't hate anyone because he feels old.

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In the first leg a week ago, Newcastle used a 4-5-1 formation at home, with only captain Alan Shearer in the forward line.

Coming to the away game, coach Souness returned to his main 4-4-2. In view of the fact that the opponent Madiburg's foot skills are obviously better than his own, it is logical to appoint Kluivert, who has the best skill in the team. More importantly, he has experience against Madiburg.

Graeme Souness, who has a rather bumpy coaching experience, is very dissatisfied with the team's forward line. Apart from Shearer, he is still an old man who is very useful. Ameobi seems to have exhausted all his magic weapons last season. The new season has been mediocre.

And the famous player Kluivert, who was invited by the team with a high salary, is almost here to "retire". He scored 9 goals which seems to be a lot, but 8 of them were in the UEFA Cup and FA Cup. The numbers that came out of those weak teams were five in two rounds against that lousy Israeli team. Whenever he met an opponent who was even remotely competent, he was a dead man.

As for Bellamy, Souness doesn't like him at all: apart from fighting and kicking, he also dared to throw a fucking stool at me...

For next season, Souness is currently in contact with Michael Owen, who is unhappy at Real Madrid, and Owen is interested in coming to St James' Park.

These are not secrets, Kluivert has also heard about it, and he doesn’t care because he doesn’t like England or the Premier League at all. Kluivert's agent is also working on ways to get him to return to La Liga next season. Barcelona is naturally out of the question, but Valencia... sounds pretty good.

However, starting this game, Kluivert originally had some ideas. He did not hate Dras for cheating on him last year, but it was natural for him to want to compete again. In last year's game, Madibo's two central defenders were very strong, and Mo Laoye and Dras did not leave any chance for Kluivert at all.

A year has passed and Mertesacker left for Manchester United. In last year's Premier League match against Newcastle, Kluivert was still prevented from disappearing, but today Madiburg's defense did not include Dras.

It was the 18-year-old Pompon Lewis and the 21-year-old Westerman who finally made Kluivert fully understand that he was really old. Pengpeng's defensive steps were not inferior to Kluivert's, and he suppressed him technically. The tall and strong Westerman did not lose at all in several aerial confrontations with Shearer.

Maybe it's not that they are outstanding, but that I am old.

However, what makes Kluivert even more desperate is the Chinese in the Madiburg team, the teenager who almost had a fight with him on the court last year.

Kluivert used to be very reluctant to let Shevchenko, Totti, Ballack, Van Nistelrooy and other members of the 1976 generation surpass him. He didn't dare to compare with Ronaldo, but he didn't think anything of the others. Better than yourself. Although he later forced himself to accept this cruel reality, he was always looking for ways to prove himself again.

Carrying the reputation of a 'genius boy' since his debut, Kluivert has always been praised by the world as a favorite, which makes him always think that he is still young and still the genius boy he was back then. But when the real young genius Zhuo Yang appeared in front of him, Kluivert finally realized that he was already a veteran, and his glorious years were so wasted.

It wasn't until he saw Zhuoyang with his own eyes directing Madiburg's flow to score an equalizer through exquisite and ingenious strategizing that Kluivert finally understood.

That kind of general style, that kind of effortless, that kind of insight into everything, regardless of Zhuo Yang's countless goals, just look at the performance at this moment - this is the real genius!

——Who am I? Dead genius? In fact, it’s none of that! Perhaps the only people I need to hate are the media who once praised me uncontrollably.

Kluivert overlooked one thing. The number of media now praising Zhuoyang without moral integrity or bottom line is dozens of times more than that of Zhuoyang back then.

——Perhaps, after the summer, I can come to Fort Madi and play with Zhuoyang. This should be a very good choice.

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A 'beep-beep' whistle sounded, and the first half of the game was over.

Kluivert walked down the field, consciously taking a few steps slowly, waiting to walk shoulder to shoulder with Zhuo Yang, who was talking to Dyer.

"Hello, Zhuoyang." Kluivert greeted him proactively with a kind smile.

"...Hello, hello, hey...aren't you the...so-and-so...from last year?" Zhuo Yang slapped his forehead fiercely: "Look at my stupid brain, this name is on my lips...that so-and-so..." Hello……"

Kluivert: "..."

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