The biggest fanatic in football

In midsummer, the days in Spain are extremely long.

After studying Spanish for an hour, Lipolo invited his translator Lopez to have a simple dinner and then started walking alone along the winding Tulia River.

In the small stadium in the park, you can often see young people playing football, and occasionally one or two guys, showing off their fancy footwork in front of the young girls watching on the sidelines.

It wasn't until after nine o'clock that the sky gradually became dark, but there were more and more people in the streets - Valencia's nightlife officially began.

While passing by a bustling street, Li Polo clearly saw that Parejo, Piatti, Domenech and other teammates walked into a bar in groups. Troppi, who entered last, was even far away.

He waved to Li Polo.

But Li Polo knew very well that this young teammate was not extending an invitation at all!

Instead, it’s more like expressing an attitude:

[We just don’t welcome you, an outsider!]

Li Polo suddenly lost interest in walking. He took a deep breath and started running home.

When he was about to enter the community, he saw another guy who looked slightly familiar.

Before he could think of how to say hello, a border collie holding the opposite hand pounced on him!

-

Phil Neville wasn't having a good day either.

Although he is half a friend of the club's big boss, the entire coaching staff, except for Volo, is almost a direct member of Nuno Santo. In addition, he is not proficient in Spanish, so he only

I can briefly direct the players, but as for the core issues, I can't get in touch with them at all.

His situation... is very similar to that of a player who just transferred.

On the evening of his first day of work, he finished dinner with his wife and son at home and wanted to go out for a walk with his dog. However, as soon as he walked out of the community, his pet dog almost knocked down a young man!

When he saw the other person's face clearly, the atmosphere was a little awkward...

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"good evening, mr. neville?"

Li Polo was originally looking for how to say "Good evening in Spanish" in his mind, but he immediately remembered...the guy opposite was also a British guy!

"Just call me Phil, oh, sorry."

Little Neville tightened the leash and stopped his dog's urge to pounce:

"He won't attack you, he just might like the smell of England in you!"

Li Polo couldn't help laughing:

"I was really thinking...how to say hello to you in Spanish."

Little Neville also smiled:

"That's really a headache. Are you used to living here?"

Li Polo shrugged his shoulders:

"It's okay. I'm an orphan. It doesn't make much difference to me whether I'm in Spain or England, except... the language problem."

Little Neville expressed his understanding:

"This is a big problem. You can't even order food in a restaurant. Oh, by the way, if you are not used to Spanish food, you can come to our house to solve this problem. My wife and son will definitely welcome you."

"

Li Polo nodded and expressed his gratitude for his polite words:

"Thanks, Phil."

The border collie at his feet wagged his tail, and Phil waved his hand:

"Okay, see you tomorrow morning!"

-

Probably because he went to bed too early, before six o'clock the next day, Li Polo couldn't sleep.

After making himself some breakfast, he put on his sports equipment and started jogging around the community with the football.

Since Old Kiel, the janitor at the Patna training base, strictly abides by the commuting system and does not allow him to practice extra, he can only find a solution on his own.

Anyway, lawns are not a rare commodity in Spain. No one would put a sign next to it and say something like "Don't trample on the green grass" or "No football allowed on the grass."

After all, it is not a professional lawn. Although it looks relatively smooth on the outside, it often changes direction inexplicably when picking up the ball. Li Polo only ran for 10 minutes and felt that it was more difficult than playing half a game.

——But this is normal. Football is not basketball. Everyone holds the ball frequently. As a defender, he only touches the ball twenty or thirty times in a 90-minute game, and he has no chance to dribble the ball for a long time.

, running all over the place...

After practicing for about half an hour, Li Poluo's clothes were soaked through, and he had to stop and take a breath.

The football rolled out on the grass, and a border collie jumped out with a "whoosh".

A slightly childish voice came from behind:

"Martha!"

Li Polo raised his eyes and saw an eleven or twelve-year-old boy chasing the border sheep.

The border collie was also well-behaved. He quickly returned to his owner with the football on his head and made a "woo-woo" sound in his mouth, as if he was waiting for praise.

"Sorry, sir, is this your football?"

The little boy stretched out his feet and the football bounced deftly. He held it in his hands and handed it over.

He also spoke English.

Looking at his decent ball-bobbing skills and looking at the somewhat familiar border collie, Li Polo had to make a guess:

"Little guy, is your dad's name Phil Neville?"

The little boy was surprised, but he replied obediently:

"Yes, I am Harvey Neville and she is Martha. Sir, are you a player?"

Li Polo nodded and took his football from him:

"I'm Lee Polo. Say hello to your father for me."

-

After half an hour of running with the ball, Li Polo practiced core strength for another half hour.

He even sent a video to Akinfenwa in England, proving that he had not forgotten this fine tradition.

Akinfenwa’s reply was quick:

"When you come back, I will compete with you in bench press!"

The 200-pound human shield tank finally chose to stay at Wimbledon. With Dubis returning to his home team and the other three strikers honorably retiring, he still had to partner with the young Aziz to continue to destroy the city for the crazy gang.

Break out the stronghold.

Even if you include the break, it's only 8:30 now.

There are still 120 minutes left before training starts...

Li Polo, who was restless in the empty villa, simply changed his clothes, carried a simple backpack, and ran directly to the training base!

The early morning air in the city is pretty good, so I might as well take a few more steps!

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"Good morning, Polo."

Little Neville walked into the training base and soon saw Lee Polo.

This time his attitude seemed much more enthusiastic than yesterday morning.

Li Polo responded to his greeting while doing recovery training:

"Good morning, Phil. I met Harvey and Martha during my morning exercise. They are two cute little guys."

Mentioning his precious son, little Neville showed a fatherly smile:

"This is the first time he has left London and lived abroad, and he misses the friends and food in his hometown."

The two people were in the same foreign land, and after just a few contacts, they developed a feeling of "sympathy for each other."

This is something that cannot be avoided. From the first day, they have a brand that is completely different from others.

They have also become the third largest gang in the Valencia locker room after the local gang and the South American gang:

——England Gang!

Although... there are only two people in this gang.

[Negative sentiments from Nuno Santo, 2]

The Portuguese marshal noticed their intimate conversation, but said nothing.

I just took a picture of the training schedule and announced to everyone:

"We will continue to practice physical fitness in the morning, and we will play a team training match in the afternoon!"

Li Polo couldn't help but feel elated:

【Long live Nuno!】

[It’s long past time for a confrontational project!]

【What's so great about just being able to pass the ball!】

[Even if I don’t use plug-ins, I can still make you cry for father and mother!]