Chapter 225 Old Hill's Anger
Although Jesús Hill has a bad reputation in Spanish football, he is considered a senior at any rate and has his own influence and status. Most people were unhappy with him, and they just slandered this ignorant hooligan in private.
When in person, the worst thing to do is just turn your head and ignore it. Most people and most of the time when they see Hill still have to have the etiquette that they should have.
As club chairman of the third-best team in the country, Hill deserves to be respected, even if it's just a sham courtesy.
But Chang Sheng had no intention of respecting the old man at all.
His words were vicious and presumptuous.
Surprised many people.
Especially the sentence "Even if you kneel in front of me and lick my toes, I won't coach your team", it can be described as extremely vicious.
It might be a little too much to use it against an old man.
Even Getafe's coach felt that Chang Sheng's doing so was a bit too much.
Coach Manuel Garcia approached Chang Sheng the next day, frowned and criticized his behavior tactfully, thinking that there should still be a bottom line for the two sides to fight.
Chang Sheng smiled: "What are you worried about, Manuel? I bet that Jesus Hill has suffered more exaggerated attacks in his life than mine. What am I? It’s nothing! Some people call him a lackey of the dictator Franco, don’t you think this sentence is vicious?”
Jesús Hill once built an apartment building that collapsed because he had no construction drawings, no qualification certificate, and no designer. More than fifty people were crushed to death, and he was thrown into prison for this. However, he was soon pardoned by Franco, the ruler of Spain at the time. And his political views are also very similar to Franco's extreme right thinking. If you say that there is no relationship between them, you would be too stupid to believe it.
So when Hill ridiculed that Real Madrid's ability to become the No. 1 club in Spain benefited from the protection of General Franco, some Real Madrid people mercilessly ridiculed that he was the real lackey of Franco because of that incident. The vicious accident that killed more than 50 people actually allowed him to get an amnesty from Franco. However, he was safe and sound, and was not investigated or punished in any way.
After being scolded like this, I didn't see Old Hill looking for life or death.
"Also. I hope Hill will be angry." Chang Sheng's tone changed.
Manuel Garcia was surprised: "You still hope?"
"yes,
Anger makes people lose their cool. anger. Make people lose their minds, get angry, and make people impulsive. And impulse is the devil. Chang Sheng spread out his hands, and said in a low, hoarse and slightly mysterious voice like a magic stick, "So, anger is one of my favorite original sins...!" "
"Speak human." Rudy Gonzalez next to him poured cold water on him.
Chang Sheng gave him a blank look, and explained to Garcia: "If Hill gets angry because of this, that's fine. He will definitely affect the team. Let's guess, maybe he will ask the team to disdain All costs tear us apart in Calderon. I don't believe that Marcos Alonso can withstand Hill's Thunder Fury and the pressure that comes with it, so he will definitely be forced to modify tactics - this It's not a simple matter of upper lip touching lower lip and saying a few words. That's why I chose to say this with only two days until the game - they were in a hurry. Then Manuel, think about it, a team that has hastily adjusted its tactics, if they want to beat us by a big score at their home court, they will definitely press up and down again. In this way The space behind them... how tempting it must be!"
Manuel Garcia understood that Chang Sheng wanted to make the opponent completely lose his cool, thus providing himself with a loophole.
He also thought of one thing, why did Chang Sheng suddenly declare war on Atletico Madrid at the regular mid-week press conference? Could it be that he has been planning this matter since then?
Think back to his spat with Atlético Madrid, it seems to be true... There is a looming thread connecting it, and it finally leads to this matter.
His disdain for Atlético drew a response from the Atlético coach before Salva joined and the fight escalated.
Then Chang Sheng continued to talk about Atletico Madrid's failure to upgrade. Finally, more people jumped out.
But whether it is Atletico Madrid's head coach Marcos Alonso or their team's top scorer Salva, they are all insignificant people in Chang Sheng's eyes. He is waiting for a big fish.
Until Angel Hill came out, the scene was pretty good.
Through Little Hill, Chang Sheng successfully got Old Hill shot while lying down, thus drawing Old Hill out.
As soon as Old Hill came out, Chang Sheng, a big fish, was caught.
Infuriate the grumpy old Hill, put pressure on Atletico Madrid through the old Hill, so that Atletico Madrid will bear the huge pressure that they shouldn't have to bear at their home court.
And Getafe played lightly...
He asked Chang Sheng: "You... started planning from that press conference?"
Chang Sheng shook his head: "No, I started planning this revenge when I got the schedule for this season."
Thoughtful, thinking so far, looking at Chang Sheng's calm face, Manuel Garcia was thinking, maybe Atletico Madrid will be in bad luck this time... because Atletico Madrid and they have messed with such a Terrible hunter!
When a person deliberately wants to kill the other party, but the other party doesn't know it... In fact, they are already half dead.
Chang Sheng continued: "The only uncertain thing now is whether this matter can make Hill angry."
Hearing what he said, Manuel Garcia also frowned.
Rudy Gonzalez, on the other hand, looked relaxed and not worried: "Don't worry, Chang. Hill will definitely fly into a rage."
"Are you so sure?" Chang Sheng looked at him and asked.
Even Manuel Garcia raised his head and looked at him curiously.
Rudy smiled slightly: "Of course, have you all forgotten that Hill has a far-right party? What do far-right parties hate the most? The left. The far-left, the Communist Party, and China, and you are A Chinese." Rudy pointed to Chang Sheng and said.
"Being insulted by a Spaniard, Hill can still laugh it off and show his pitiful demeanor. If he is insulted by a Chinese he hates, ask him to kneel down and lick his toes for a Chinese... Don't worry .Chang, you've managed to piss off a mad lion. I wish you luck, you know. Hill is notoriously difficult in Spanish football."
Chang Sheng shrugged: "What are you afraid of? I even dare to spit on Real Madrid. Are you still afraid of Hill?"
"It's not like that. Often..." Manuel Garcia also persuaded him. "Real Madrid is also a big family. They won't really make trouble for you. But Hill is different. His reputation in Spanish football is not very good... If he really wants to trouble you, he doesn't care. What a matter of face."
But Chang Sheng smiled, not worried at all: "It's okay, I'm afraid my reputation in Spanish football is not much better now, we are half a catty. Besides, the thing I am most afraid of is shameless people, Because I will be more shameless than him!"
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As Rudy. Gonzalez put it, often victorious successfully angered Hill.
Asked by a Chinese to kneel down and lick his toes. For Hill, an old guy on the extreme right in politics, it is simply a shame and a shame!
He made no secret of his dislike for ultra-left China. As a Chinese, Chang Sheng would naturally be disliked by Hill. But now it's not just a matter of "dislike", it's a war.
There are some things Chang Sheng doesn't know. For example, Jesús Hill broke a bottle of wine he liked very much at home, just because he saw it playing on the TV. screen.
Being insulted by a Chinese with such language, Old Hill couldn't bear it no matter how much he went through.
In addition, the media simply watched the excitement and were not afraid of big things, trying their best to hype Chang Sheng's words. He gloats at old Hill's jokes.
Chang Sheng, like Hill, are two people with a bad reputation in football.
For journalists, this is a dog-eat-dog war.
So they tried their best to make this matter bigger, without any psychological burden.
Their fueling of the flames naturally made Hill even more angry, because the Chinese humiliated him, and it had already spread!
He will be everyone's laughing stock.
If he doesn't fight back, he will be the butt of the joke.
The next day, Marcos Alonso was called into the office by Hill. Even if the door was closed, people outside could still hear the old Hill's angry roar.
"...I don't care so much! You must completely destroy them for me in this game! Completely! Destroy! Do you hear me? You can't allow a team that insulted me to show off in front of me! You must let him Pay the price! Let that damn bastard know who he offended! I don't want to hear 'we won by one goal' after the game! I want it to be a big win! A big win! What is a big win, you won't You know, Marcos Alonso!"
Then Marcos Alonso came out of the office with a face full of spittle.
He began to have a headache about how to satisfy Old Hill's request.
He is not afraid of Getafe, nor Changsheng, he is not afraid of anything, but he is afraid of Hill, his immediate boss, the real ruler of Atletico Madrid.
Originally, what he thought was to play steadily, even if he wins a goal, it is a victory. The precious three points are more important than anything else.
Because Getafe is good at playing defensive counterattacks, in terms of offense, the players are also required to be careful and try not to leave too much space for the opponent to counterattack.
But such a mentality will not help the team to complete a big victory.
If he really wants to satisfy the old Hill, he must abandon the original mentality, be more aggressive in the game, and actively seek opportunities to score.
But it will also mean that there will be more space behind him...
It's so fucking hard!
Marcos Alonso wants to scold his mother and scold Chang Sheng very much now, because his words made Old Hill so furious, and Old Hill vented all his anger on him, and let himself bear the pressure ...
What the hell is going on!
Marcos Alonso raised his head and asked the sky, but the sky was silent. (to be continued)