Chapter 137 Post-match Middle
When Fernandez lost his temper at the press conference in the face of the endless difficult questions about publicity, there was a lot of joy in the locker room of the ̧erland Stadium.
Being able to kill the leader Lyon, who has won four consecutive championships at 4:3 away, has boosted the morale of the whole team.
Lyon has not lost so far this season. This is Lyon's first defeat this season. It's really cool and enjoyable to be able to break the undefeated golden body of the Lyon team.
Everyone clapped each other high-fives, laughing, just like that, singing and dancing. Venting the joy in my heart, at the beginning of the first half of the season, Marseille's performance was really bad. At one time, the ranking was close to the relegation zone. At that time, there were all kinds of criticisms, all kinds of sarcasm and all kinds of criticisms around the Marseille team. Now, although it is not a successful season, it is finally eye-browed.
Everyone chatted happily. Of course, after all, it's just a game. It's worth winning Lyon, and it won't let everyone get carried away. After everyone's excitement gradually calmed down. A very serious problem was found.
"Zhang, it's enough for you to beat Abidal." As soon as Ribery said this, the locker room, which was very lively just now, suddenly quieted down, and everyone turned their heads and looked at Zhang Yang. At this time, everyone also thought that this kind of action of the top scorer of their own team would almost certainly attract a suspension and penalty.
"I'm also a subconscious move. Fortunately, I controlled myself." Zhang Yang nodded and said. When everyone heard what he said, he took a breath and fell directly over the shoulder. It seems that the guy Abidal is likely to be thrown hard enough, and may even be a sprained waist. Does this mean that Zhang Yang still seems to show mercy? Everyone looked at Zhang Yang like a monster.
Zhang Yang touched his nose. He knew that everyone didn't believe it. However, he did control his temper in time. According to his personality, he had to continue to beat him. Zhang Yang has been naughty since he was a child. There are often fights between children in all directions. Although there is no hatred, if he doesn't want to be beaten. First of all, you have to learn to beat people, which is experienced.
"Then... it will be banned..." Nasri stammered.
Zhang Yang didn't say anything. It must be banned, but I don't know how many games will be banned.
Zhang Yang is the team's number one scorer. His ban obviously has a great impact on the whole team. Thinking of the possible ban, the silence quickly spread throughout the locker room.
Captain Dehu clapped his hands and broke the embarrassing atmosphere. Well, today we beat Lyon. This is something to be happy about. There is no need to be depressed. Zhang's matter will always come to an end. Besides, Abidal's provocation comes first, and it should also be taken into account.
Everyone heard the captain say this, although they also know that this is more comforting. As for the practice of the high-level bureaucrats in the league, everyone knows that it is impossible to expect them to take it lightly. However, he can only comfort Zhang Yang in this way. The boy is in a bad mood.
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Seeing that the atmosphere was a little depressing, Ribery stood up with his arms high. The topic was that he started the ground. At that time, he just wanted to joke with Zhang Yang. He didn't expect to make the atmosphere so depressing. Therefore, he felt that he had to say something to enliven the atmosphere again. "We won this game, and the league ranking should be the second. Haha, those who speak ill of us should be stupid. It's the eyes."
Nasri said with some frustration: "Bordeaux beat Strasbourg 2:1. They are still in second place, and we are still third place."
Ribery stared and said, "Samir, can't you wait half an hour to tell this news to make me happier?"
Zhang Yang suddenly stood up and shouted at the door of the dressing room, "Good coach."
Hearing Zhang Yang and Fernandez say hello, Ribery was shocked: "Uh, coach." He turned his head and there was no one at the door of the locker room. Then he heard Zhang Yang's laughter and knew that he had been fooled.
"Zhang!" Ribery was so angry that he rushed to Zhang Yang, "You bastard! You deserve to be banned, you guy!"
Watching the two people make a mess, and Zhang Yang also seemed to come out of the chagrin and frustration of being banned, and everyone laughed. With Ribery here, the locker room never seems to worry about the sound of joy.
"Coach." Nasri suddenly stood up and said to the door.
"Shut up, Samir, you've learned badly, too." Ribery stared at Nasri.
"Coach." Zhang Yang turned his head and saw Fernandez standing at the door of the dressing room. He quickly said, while stabbing Ribery with his arm.
"Zhang, why are you stabbing me?" Ribery frowned at Zhang Yang, "I love my wife very much. It's impossible between us. My sex. The orientation is very normal."
The whole dressing room was unusually quiet in an instant.
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"I don't know you." Zhang Yang shook his head, and he got goose bumps. This guy was so disgusting that he walked away with hatred. Zhang Yang just blocked Ribery's sight. As soon as Zhang Yang walked away, Ribery saw Fernandez's face. Scarface pretended to look at the ceiling, and then lowered his head, "Well, where's my hairline? Did it fall there?"
"Frank, you never use a card." Oruma said with a smile.
"Shut up." Ribery said viciously.
Hahaha, everyone finally couldn't hold it anymore and laughed.
"It seems that you are in a good mood." Fernandez said, and then he frowned, "And you, Zhang, I thought you were too tired to run now. I remember that you only kicked for 45 minutes. Of course you are not tired."
Zhang Yang heard Fernandez sneered and didn't dare to speak. The fool could see that the coach was in a bad mood now. Although Zhang Yang is a little stubborn, he only has respect for his mentor Fernandez. Don't dare to talk back.
"And you, Frank." Fernandez looked at Ribery with a cold face. "It seems that you are still very energetic. So when we take the bus back to the hotel, do you need to run behind and vent your excess physical strength?"
"Well, coach, I'm very tired. I don't need it. I really don't need it." Ribery replied honestly with a bitter face.
Fernandez knocked on the two guys and said to everyone, "Okay, I'm ready to go back to the hotel." Seeing that everyone got up and packed up, he continued, "You are allowed to celebrate all night tonight, and forget this game and this victory from tomorrow."
There were immediately cheers in the locker room.
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Back to the hotel, the team members put things back into their rooms and dispersed in groups. The head coach has allowed everyone to move freely, and these energetic guys naturally go to have their own fun.
Ribery wanted to go out with Zhang Yang to relieve his depression, but Zhang Yang refused.
When the team returned to the hotel just now, Zhang Yang noticed that there were many reporters outside the hotel. If they went out to the nightclub by themselves, they would definitely be known by these reporters. At that time, it must be another crazy hype.
Zhang Yang will definitely not pay attention to it and is not afraid of the media. However, he knows that he must be honest. Now his ban has not come out yet. If he is too rampant, he will definitely have no good fruit to eat.
Shoot the first bird, this truth, Zhang Yang understands.
That night, Zhang Yang did not have copy training. He went to bed early. It was not that he became lazy, but that he felt some fatigue, not physical, but psychological. He was reflecting on his behavior.
At the beginning, Zhang Yang also felt that it was nothing to celebrate. He scored a goal and was very happy. What's the problem?
However, when he got the red card, he was dumbfounded and had a feeling of chagrin in his mind for the first time. At this time, he finally realized that he was not fighting alone, and this was not his own team. It was a group. His every move would affect this group!
The color of the red card is so bright, but it also directly taught Zhang Yang a lesson!
He loves football and cherishes this hard-won career. Any behavior that may endanger his professional life is not allowed. Even if it is caused by his own behavior, Zhang Yang will hate himself!
He is very personal, and he can even be said to be domineering, but for his work and his professional life, he is more important than anything else!
This young man has regarded the green field and football as his dream of working hard and chasing the ball all his life.
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Won Lyon, and head coach Fernandez gave the whole team a night off. Most of the players of Marseille had a ** night with their wife OR partner.
While everyone was still sleeping, Zhang Yang had already got up, put on his sports jacket and rushed to a park not far from the hotel for morning exercise.
The park covers a large area and smells fresh in the morning. There is no one else in the park. Only a few stray cats crawl out lazily from the nest that seems to be specially built for them. Take a slow 'walk' there.
Zhang Yang is a very hard-working young man. He has high requirements for himself, all because of his love for football, his cherishing of the present and his dream of the future, and the driving force for his efforts comes from his dissatisfaction with himself. He knew that he still had a lot of room for progress, and he was still not strong enough.
Although the Ligue 1 is claimed to be one of the five major leagues, there is still a big gap between them and the Premier League, La Liga and Serie A, not to mention top competitions such as the Champions League.
Zhang Yang yearned for a higher stage, and he never doubted that he would one day show his strengths in that higher hall. But before that, you must have enough strength! Go and pick the most dazzling stars!
Many years later, when Zhang Yang was no longer in the Marseille team, when the city only left the legend of this young man, there was a famous saying in Marseille, 'At that time, we don't know whether Zhang Yang is the best, but we know that Zhang Yang is the hardest!' It was Hiltney, the assistant coach who once looked down on publicity, who said this.
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"It's a good new day."
Emma. Watson was running in the morning, and her forehead was covered with fine sweat. She specially wore a ponytail today, and the proud ponytail jumped proudly with her pace.
"Good morning, Phil."
"Good morning, Catherine."
"Good morning, Lily."
She greeted the rogue cats who were lazily 'walking'. 'Phil', 'Catherine' and 'Lili' were her new names for these cats. She has stayed in this hotel for more than ten days. Since she met these stray cats during her first morning exercise, she has found someone to make a few nests for these stray cats. She will 'date' these cats every morning. She is a little envious of these cats. They are unrestrained and how free they are.
Peng Peng!
Peng Peng!
The sound not far away obviously scared these lazy cats, Emma. Watson frowned and looked up, where a boy was practicing the ball. One, two, three...
Is there anyone else who came earlier than me? This aroused her curiosity. She sat in the chair, looked curiously at the boy's back and guessed his identity. She liked to think quietly like this to spread her thoughts and enjoy the free world.
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PS: I almost forgot that it was the Champions League final last night. After watching the game, I saw that it was already six o'clock... I slept for a few hours, and when I got up, I quickly made a chapter. I'm really ashamed.
Try to update more in the past two days. After returning from Shanghai, I felt that my state was recovering.