Midfielder

The derby between Benfica and Atlético has made the atmosphere in Lisbon completely boiling. The war of words between the fans of both sides has become an appetizer before the official game. No one wants to lose to the opponent in words, and they are madly mocking the opponent.

Benfica supporters will laugh at the ridiculous appearance of Atlético chasing the total number of championships behind their own team, while Atlético fans will laugh at how idiotic the infighting in Benfica is now, including Azevedo's corruption scandal.

And the most proud thing for these Atlético fans is that Atlético has an absolute advantage in the confrontation in the past three years. Benfica has not only lost to them once at the beginning of the season, but if the cup is counted, they have not taken advantage of Atlético for six or seven games.

This is not only a regret during Azevedo's presidency, but also the only opportunity for Atlético to laugh at its opponent during the national derby in the past two years. No matter how bad their economic situation is now, at least in this level of confrontation, they still maintain their position as a strong team.

As for the championship title boasted by Benfica, it is also the most despised by Sporting Lisbon. If it weren't for the damn military government that forced Eusebio to Benfica, Sporting Lisbon might have become the real boss of Portugal.

This attack is like the 70-year-long hatred between the two teams. It will only become more and more vicious and will never stop.

Not only among the fans, but also the media in this city have been divided into two camps, representing Benfica and Sporting Lisbon respectively. The fans are arguing, and these mouthpieces are not idle either. Their attacks seem more professional.

The media of Sporting will magnify the contradiction between Villariño and Mourinho without limit. Even a change in the eyes will be exaggerated by them in the newspapers. This is obviously a desire for chaos.

And the Benfica people will also ruthlessly disclose to others the current tight monetary situation of Sporting, and they will also use various evidences to show that no matter how the performance of Sporting this season is, they will sell a large number of players to pay off their debts at the end of the season.

The quarrel has now become the only sound in the lazy city of Lisbon. The smell of gunpowder in the air is becoming stronger and stronger. A little spark may set the city on fire, and the weekend game is the final ignition ceremony.

Such a noisy environment can easily distract people, which also made Mourinho change Benfica's preparation habits for the first time. Even if this game is at their home stadium, Mourinho also chose a fully closed training. He refused all interference from the outside world.

It is impossible for those fly-like reporters to get any news from his mouth. The entire Benfica team has basically fallen into news silence. Those reporters have almost no way to start. They have no choice but to curse Mourinho.

Villariño may be the only guy who is still on TV with his big mouth and spraying everywhere. The result of the game is good for him whether he wins or loses.

So he will not miss any opportunity to show his wisdom. Although others may not hear anything valuable from his speech and boasting, it's enough for him to speak well.

Sometimes, it is not about how smart your words are, but about letting those people see you appear on TV, and then, to promote it. As for the result? Who cares? Anyone knows that Villariño is not much better than a pig in team management.

"That is also a disease, it needs to be cured..." When Lin Yi watched the fat pig-like guy twisting his body on TV, he felt like he was in a pig slaughterhouse, and what he saw was a pig that was about to be plucked.

Compared with Mourinho's silence, Sporting Lisbon's head coach Inacio seemed very high-profile. The 3:0 in the first encounter gave him enough confidence, and now they are still the first, he has enough reason to say that he can defeat his opponent.

"My team will win the final victory. I don't deny that Benfica is a strong team, but Sporting will perform stronger on the field. I will not let myself fail in this confrontation, so Sporting will definitely win, just like a few months ago."

Inacio's expression is simple and direct. As a winner, he is qualified to express his confidence in winning in this way. But he seemed to have forgotten that the victory was not taken from Mourinho.

Or Ignacio still doesn't think that the newcomer who replaced Heynckes has any outstanding qualities. If he can beat the German, then he will definitely beat the young man who has just entered the industry. The psychological advantage of 3:0 will be his winning chip.

There are also many voices in the outside world supporting Ignacio's views. At least in their opinion, in the national derby, sometimes experience will still have the upper hand, and Ignacio is also full of confidence in himself and the current state of the athletic team. He hopes to use Benfica's failure to increase his capital.

If he wins the championship this season and two national derbies, maybe he can keep the current main lineup of Sporting Lisbon and go to the European battlefield next season, which is where he wants to plunder the honors the most. Portugal is sometimes too small.

There is no famous coach or superstar. Most of the time, Portugal is just a European star processing factory. They can only rely on selling stars in exchange for the chance of survival, but Inacio hopes that he can leave a European star for Lisbon. champion.

But the premise is that he must win the game, and then win all the way to win the final championship. That is the bargaining chip for him to continue his hope.

It was almost dusk at the training ground in Lisbon, and no one was already here. After a day of normal training, few people would take the initiative to stay for additional training, especially for those guys who have become famous. Their world is no longer limited to training.

Bars, discos, and the beds of various women, these are the places where they linger. As for the training ground, it was only a place where they sweated before they were 20 years old. Now the place where they sweat has changed. This is the default rule in the player circle.

Work hard first and enjoy later. This is the common choice of many players. If you are professional enough, you may be able to compete in the arena for a few more years. If your nightlife is too decadent, perhaps you should say goodbye to the green field.

The people who can still be left to continue training at this time are the young people who are looking forward to working out from the bench or the second-line team. They still have hope of moving forward, so they still have to work hard here and hope to have success. A bright future.

"Chris, do you think the boss will let you play in the weekend game?" In the corner of the training ground, two people were competing with a bunch of dummy templates, and they were trying to get their shots around these obstacles. After getting into the door, a boy with blond hair asked another person.

"I don't know, that was the El Clasico! I have dreamed of playing in such a game since I was a child! But the boss seems to prefer to use experienced people. God knows if I will have a chance. If I can play, I will definitely Score goals in the game and let everyone see my presence!”

Chris, the kid called Chris in the Puma training academy, Cristiano Ronaldo, who is called the Lisbon rising star together with Lin Yi, are training themselves fiercely on the Athletic team's training ground.

He fiercely volleyed the football at his feet and spoke with anticipation, but there was also a hint of regret in his words. In the past six games, he has scored four goals. , but head coach Inacio still did not let him enter the starting lineup.

For Inacio, perhaps a 17-year-old kid still needs training, and he is still not used to betting on young people.

A somewhat mature and prudent person like him still likes to use the most stable lineup, while new generations like Chris can only be used as backup.

"Hey, don't forget, you may meet that little guy who is only 15 years old, Chris. I have heard about the things he did in the Puma Training Academy. It seems to be related to you. Tell me about that guy. His reputation in Lisbon is no worse than yours." The blond boy had already stopped shooting, and he continued to ask while sitting limply on the grass.

"Oh, you're talking about that guy. I played a game with him when I was under 18, and that kid's through ball led to Sebatur scoring 4 goals in 30 minutes. That's a scary little guy, But I really don’t know that kid is only 15 years old. He is as cunning as a fox on the court. Now that we belong to the same agent, I really hope to have a chance to meet him in the game. The last time was. We were all careless, and we won't be so easy on him this time." Cristiano Ronaldo obviously still remembers the penalty after that game.

The connection between him and the black-haired boy seems to have never been broken since that game. They have the same agent, the same participation in the Portuguese Super League, and the same expectations of the city. This kind of connection between the two of them The way they were compared together made Chris start paying attention to that kid as well.

"Forget it, let's not think about the future now. Let's pat our butts and practice the remaining 50 shots. Otherwise, it will be dark already. I don't want to go back to the dormitory with only cold nutrition. The meal is ready to eat.”

After Cristiano Ronaldo said these words, he started his shooting training again. Since he wants to play in the game, he can only prepare himself first. Whether he can play or not is decided by the head coach, but he must let himself Full of fighting feeling.

"If you can play, let the whole city of Lisbon remember you with a shot like this!" Cristiano Ronaldo kicked up his foot and hit the bottom of the football hard, watching the football draw a fatal arc in the air, fiercely It plunged into the net nest, causing a white stir.

On the other side of Lisbon, the sunshine may seem a little dimmer. On the Benfica training ground, only the last two figures are left running there. The stadium administrators have already fled, but these two figures seem to be still there. No intention of stopping.

"Okay, that's the end of today. Excessive training will have a negative impact on the body." As Mourinho said, he stopped the stopwatch in his hand and signaled Lin Yi, who was already sweating, to stop. Okay, today's task has been completed.

"You also know that overtraining will have a negative impact on my body! Others run five thousand meters every day, but I have to run ten thousand meters every day! When I go back to the dormitory every day, even the administrator Leo's almost 13-year-old All the old dogs are more energetic than me..." Lin Yi gasped and complained.

"Let your body remember the feeling of fatigue, which will be good for your endurance and physical fitness. In addition, I think that dog is really energetic, especially compared with you." Mourinho has already learned this Ignoring Lin Yi's plea, he still increased the dosage every three days and the items every five days.

His occasional seemingly humorous dialogue could instantly turn Lin Yi from sweaty to cold. Lin Yi had argued with this uncle more than once, "You really don't have the talent to tell jokes, so don't pretend to be cool." Humor will kill people.”

Yes, that kid was already like a dead dog before he went back every day, but every morning the dead dog would appear here with full energy. Mourinho had long discovered that this kid's physical recovery ability was very good. Yes, his endurance can support such a training rhythm.

If Lin Yi knew this was the result, I don't know what kind of expression he would have. The endurance he had developed since he was ten years old by doing groceries and delivering goods has now become the main reason why he is getting more and more tired from training, maybe. . . Lin Yi would want to die in front of Mourinho.

"Keep in mind the time and amount of each training, and you can slowly try to increase it when you are alone in the future. The amount and intensity of training depend on consciousness. There will not always be someone behind you yelling and swearing to make you move. Pace, everything depends on you." Mourinho said as he threw his training handwriting in front of Lin Yi, with the training plan he recorded densely written on it.

"What does this mean?" Lin Yi asked Mourinho, shaking the training notes in his hand. This scene made him feel a little bad.

"It's nothing. This may be my last game at Benfica. From now on, you need to complete the training here by yourself. Remember, don't be lazy. I don't want to teach a lazy person." Mourinho said with a blank expression. He said with an expression, at this moment, he was still so serious.

"Fart! Who said this will be your last game! Didn't you say that even if there is no next contract, you will persist here until the last minute! You have to prove that those people's eyes are fucking You're blind! What are you doing now?"

Lin Yi threw the training notes in his hand on the lawn. When he heard Mourinho saying that he was leaving, his head buzzed.

Although Mourinho would definitely not be able to stay here after the season, that would be a few months later. Lin Yi did not expect a miracle, but he never dreamed that Mourinho would tell him at this time Himself, he wanted to leave.

what is this? deserter? Betrayal of what they had said in the room? Or is this guy tired of running around the training ground every day with a kid who doesn't know what his future will be? ? Lin Yi could only hear himself roaring loudly now. As for why he was like this, maybe he didn't even know. Maybe he had relied on this kind of life every day, and the guy in front of him was one of the reasons that brought him such a life. one.

Mourinho watched the black-haired boy in front of him roar at him, and he could hear more of a sense of reluctance in the boy's voice. In fact, he himself is the same. Watching this kid become more and more adaptable to the rhythm of the league in his hands, it is as if he is building a perfect handicraft. It is blooming little by little. When the blank is about to be polished. When it was taking shape, I was about to leave.

Maybe there will be no chance to train this kid again in the future. The only regret now may be that I didn't see him shine with the most eye-catching light in my hands. I hope that notebook can help that boy, and maybe I can meet him in the football circle in the future.

Although he was thinking about this in his heart, Mourinho did not say it out loud. He just watched the little guy loudly venting his anger in front of him, waving his hands in the hope of hearing Mourinho's explanation, but Mourinho did not explain a word from beginning to end.

When Lin Yi's voice began to weaken, Mourinho stepped forward and patted Lin Yi on the shoulder, but the boy dodged it. He could only turn his back and waved away in embarrassment, leaving only Lin Yi was alone on the training ground, kicking the football at his feet far away.

"It's better for these hopeful children to know less about the filth and unhappiness in the football world." Mourinho muttered softly as he started the car. He understood why he made such a choice.

Because one day ago, when he went to the club's office floor to discuss the ban on pre-game interviews with press director Marreiro, he overheard a phone call in the corner from an important member of the club's board of directors.

Can you imagine hearing the directors of your club talking on the phone with the editor-in-chief of the opponent's major newspaper in the office building of your club before the start of a El Clasico? And it's not too loud.

If it weren't for the fact that the person Mourinho was looking for was close to the staircase, he might never have heard a more disgusting conversation than that in his life. Although he didn't know what the other party was saying, he heard his team's What board members are saying.

Mourinho only remembered one sentence. The director of the Benfica team said into the phone: "Let's see if your team can come here and win the game. If you can, then we have enough." Reasons to let that annoying guy named Mourinho go."

In fact, this sentence is enough. It doesn't matter whether the rest of the dialogue can be heard or not. Mourinho didn't even go to Marreiro to say anything else, because from that moment on, he already understood what he should do.

If this weekend's game isn't a Portuguese derby, then Mourinho swears he's already thrown his resignation letter in these despicable guys' faces.

Villarino and his supporters did not give up their actions because this was a national derby. Mourinho now understood that he had no future in Benfica.

Whether to stay as if nothing happened, or to leave with the last dignity, Mourinho has made a decision from the moment he leaves the club.

Now he just hopes that his last performance at Benfica can end with a victory. El Clasico? A nice stage. . .

(The unit is urgently recruiting. It’s not that it won’t be updated. It’s just because work is a bit troublesome. It will return to normal starting tomorrow. I’m sorry for the past two days. I’m sorry everyone...)