Chapter 199 Great Stupidity

When Chang Sheng saw Enrique Gonzalez outside the training base, they were having a dispute with the security guards at the training base.

"It's Chang who let us in! It's Chang! The head coach of Getafe! If you don't believe me, give him a call!"

"I'm sorry, I haven't heard about this. I have received instructions that no one is allowed to enter Las Margaritas that are training. The time for the training to be open has passed." The security guard dutifully.

Then Chang Sheng appeared and helped them out: "I told them to wait for me here, sorry I didn't inform you in time."

Now that Chang Sheng has come forward, it is difficult for the security guards to stop him. In the team, Chang Sheng is the boss, he has the final say, and even the general manager Moscow doesn't want to get involved.

"I thought you would come out of it." Enrique Gonzalez was very strange when he saw Chang Sheng appear from behind them.

When a group of people walked in, he asked curiously.

"Well, I'm late because of something."

"Is it a matter of the club?" Enrique Gonzalez was still quite smart, and he immediately realized something.

Chang Sheng did not answer his question. He felt that these fans had assumed too many responsibilities that did not belong to them, so it was better to know less, at least so that they would not be so troubled by their own powerlessness.

He looked back at Enrique's companions: "There are a lot of people."

Enrique Gonzalez immediately panicked: "I heard that I was able to get close to the players on the training ground, and everyone was very excited. So..."

He thought Chang Sheng would blame him.

But no, Chang Sheng laughed: "It's better if there are more people, and more people are lively."

Seeing that Chang Sheng didn't criticize him, Enrique immediately hit the snake with the stick and made a new request.

"Chang, that... We know that today's opportunity is too rare, so we discussed it. We decided to donate the funds raised in the past month here, which can be regarded as alleviating the team's current crisis..."

Unexpectedly, this time, Chang Sheng was not so easy to talk to.

He shook his head. "Oh no. Keek, you can't do that."

Enrique Gonzalez thought that the head coach, who was devastated by the team's salary arrears, would be happy to see them give the team the money they raised.

After all, this can somewhat relieve the pressure on the team. And maybe it can boost morale, give players confidence, and let them know that not all Getafe fans have chosen to give up.

But Chang Sheng refused without hesitation.

"Why?" he asked in surprise.

"I didn't ask you to come here to get your hard-earned money. I appreciate your kindness, but I can't let you do it. Because I don't want my players to think that they A beggar who depends on charity from others."

"No Chang, you misunderstood. It's not a handout, it's just a way for us to show our love for our team..."

"Love is good. Keek. It's even better if you and your mates are willing to go out in the stands and show love. Team problems, we'll fix them, and it's your job to go out there and cheer us on .”

"Then what did you ask us to do today? It's not really just for us to chase after stars, is it?" Enrique Gonzalez said helplessly.

"Of course not, I hope you will do me a favor."

"A favor for you?"

"Yes. I hope you can help me boost the morale of the players. To be honest, the morale of the team has fallen to the bottom. I don't think any conventional methods will work. So I need your strength... I don't need you to give them money, I need you to give them your love and courage." Chang Sheng turned to look at Enrique Gonzalez and smiled at him.

Enrique Gonzalez is no fool. He already understood Chang Sheng's intentions.

Then he touched his chest with his right hand and made a slightly bent posture: "It's an honor."

But he only maintained such a serious posture for a second, and then he jumped up and shouted excitedly to his companions: "Guys! Did you hear that? When we were collecting donations for the team on the street, What is our purpose? Isn’t it to help the team? Now is the opportunity! We want to contribute our every strength to the team! The dream has come true!”

The companions around him roared along with him.

Chang Sheng looked at the group of people from the side and laughed.

He suddenly noticed that his shoulders were getting hot, and he realized that the world in front of his eyes was already sunny, but before that, today's weather was still gloomy, but now the sun was dazzling, and the sun was shining on him. The black sportswear can make him feel hot.

These energetic fans have unknowingly dispelled the haze over Getafe's head.

He raised his head and looked at the clouds in the blue sky. Driven by the sun, these clouds were being divided into several pieces, and then fled in all directions.

More sunlight penetrated the clouds and fell on the training field in front of him, and the projections of the clouds also appeared together. The light and shadow seemed to be distinct and constantly changing.

This is like Getafe's current prospects, making people wonder how it will develop in the next second.

But Chang Sheng suddenly felt that this was a good sign.

Yes, the haze will eventually pass, and the sun will penetrate and tear the haze like a sharp sword.

Then sprinkle it on people's faces, hot and scalding.

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When Chang Sheng took Enrique and their companions into the first-team training ground, Manuel Garcia, the honest man, had just finished his anger. It was not until his last sentence "Training! Your head coach has not conceded defeat" , I will not admit defeat! There are still fourteen rounds of the league, even if I really want to die, let me fight through these fourteen rounds!" Only half a minute passed.

All the people present were stunned by Manuel Garcia's sudden outburst of anger, and they stood blankly one by one. They didn't know what to do. Although they heard Manuel Garcia's last words, none of them went to train, and their brains went blank.

It was under such circumstances that Chang Sheng walked in with a large group of fans.

Their appearance immediately attracted the attention of all present.

Those who temporarily lost their ability to think and act because of Manuel Garcia all slowly turned their heads to look at the large group of uninvited guests.

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Although Enrique Gonzalez and his companions were very excited on the way to the training ground, they encouraged each other and hoped that they could perform better then.

But when they actually show up on the sidelines in training. Instead, they became quiet and looked at the players and coaches on the training ground with a little restraint.

this scene. They've only seen it from the outside of the barbed wire, but they've never stepped in.

They feel as if they have come to another world.

Here, they even have to breathe more slowly.

Although Getafe have been terrible in recent months. But in the hearts of these most loyal fans, they are still their idols, and their poor performance is justifiable and not their responsibility.

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Chang Sheng went straight to the training ground, then hooked his hand to signal the fans to follow.

He didn't know what happened just before where he was standing now.

He doesn't care either, because it has nothing to do with him, what he has to do starts now.

He walked out onto the practice field and said to Rudy Gonzalez, "Get the team together. Come around me."

Then he turned around. The hook signaled the fans to come up a little more: "Don't worry, they are not tigers, and they won't do anything to you. Come on, be bold, come up a little more. Come up a little more... Shall I find you a loudspeaker? "

The fans finally came up and stood directly behind Chang Sheng.

Only then did Chang Sheng smile at them with satisfaction, then turned around.

The players who were scattered on the training field quickly gathered together and stood in front of Chang Sheng. It's just that their facial expressions looked a little weird. Of course, Chang Sheng didn't know what was going on, and he didn't care.

Looking at the players standing quietly in front of him. He didn't speak right away.

Although he had rehearsed it many times in front of the mirror, now he was silent for a while.

Although he memorized the speech for a day, he temporarily changed the script of his rehearsal.

Then he said: "I'm sorry guys, I'm late for training today. Because I was called to his office by Mr. Flores just as I was going to come to the training ground."

When Chang Sheng mentioned the chairman of the club, everyone raised their heads.

Even the Getafe fans behind him looked at him suspiciously.

Flores was in power at Getafe for nine years and the average football fan knew who he was.

"As I walked into his office, Flores opened his arms, smiled and said to me: 'Chang, problem solved! I've got a bunch of money and we can pay off the son of a bitch bank debt right away, In addition, we also have a transfer fund of more than 30 million euros, which can be used when your team is promoted to the first division!" He imitated Flores' usual tone and accent, letting One thought he was telling the truth, and Flores had said it.

But then, Chang Sheng poured cold water on everyone.

"Of course, the above is all fabricated by me. There is no such thing as a large sum of money, and there is no transfer fund of 30 million yuan. There is only one sentence on it that is true. Which sentence do you guess it is?" Chang Sheng looked at My own players, "Guess first, I will announce the correct answer later, what I want to say now is-I got a bad news from the chairman. The Getafe club is finished, Vernon Mr. Lores can't solve the debt problem for the team, and can't find a new owner for the team. We will be repossessed by the bank, and then all actions of the board of directors will be frozen. The bank will entrust a stranger to manage us until They found a new owner for the team to pay off their debts."

The eyes of many people dimmed instantly.

Some of the fans even exclaimed, exclaiming in extreme disappointment and pain.

The worst thing finally happened.

Rudy Gonzalez looked at Chang Sheng in surprise, not understanding why he said this. Doesn't he know it's demoralizing?

Chang Sheng ignored everyone's complicated eyes and emotions, and continued: "So, let go of all fantasies now, gentlemen. The club is finished. But!" He suddenly raised his voice, "But! The team has not yet!"

"The team isn't there yet!" he repeated.

"The club has no money, it can go bankrupt, or it may be taken back by the bank. So it's over. But the team will not be taken back by the bank just because it goes bankrupt without money. The source of our fighting power is not money!"

The players froze, isn't it money? What else could it be? We are professional players. We work hard, play football and earn a salary. This relationship is very clear and definite. Is there something wrong?

Chang Sheng could see what they were thinking from the doubts of the players. He said to everyone: "Aside from money, why did you choose football? There are many jobs that can make money. At worst, you can't starve to death by running to wash dishes, but you Why did you choose football? When you were teenagers, what made you choose football, what made you and your companions chase such a little guy in the street, guys?" Chang Sheng pointed to the parked car next to him. a football. "At that time, did you know that you would be able to rely on football as a career in the future and earn a much higher salary than ordinary people?"

"Let me tell you why." He held up two fingers. "It's the love of football. And the desire to win. You love to win the game, even if it's just a street game with clothes as goals, and you want to beat your opponent and win with your teammates. You love Football, even if you get injured for it. This is the original intention of you to choose football. But with the passage of time. Has your love for football and your thirst for victory disappeared?"

"If you don't know how to love anymore, then it's a coincidence that someone here can tell you how to love. Keke." Chang Sheng hooked his hands behind him.

Enrique Gonzalez stood out from the crowd, he was dragged to the side by Chang Sheng's arm, and then Chang Sheng took a small step to the side, allowing everyone to focus on the fan.

"Just after we lost to Murcia. I went to the bar I usually go to, I was going to have a late-night snack because I was feeling a little hungry. Then I met this fan outside the bar and His companions." Speaking of this, Chang Sheng introduced Enrique Gonzalez's companions to the players sideways. Facing the eyes of the Getafe players, the expressions of these fans were a little stiff and unnatural.

"They are holding donation boxes and are collecting donations for you! Because they know that you have not received your salary for two months and will continue to not receive your salary. Give up, want to help the team. I see young kids, and gray-haired old people, they are all running in the streets, pulling everyone, asking them, hoping they can help the team, if only One euro...quick? What did you say when you asked for donations?"

Enrique Gonzalez turned his head to look at Chang Sheng, not understanding why he asked such a question.

Chang Sheng made a gesture: "In front of them, tell them."

Enrique swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he felt nervous, because he had to speak in front of so many people, and more importantly, these audiences were star idols that he could only watch from the stands before, and wanted to get close !

He opened his mouth but didn't make any sound. He was so nervous that he didn't know what to say.

"Just like how you persuaded to donate, Keke." Chang Sheng encouraged him beside him, "Do you remember what I told you? Pass your love and courage to them, right now."

Enrique licked his lips and spoke with a trembling voice.

"Mr...Sir, first, sir...Are you...are you Getafe, Getafe fans?"

At the beginning, Enrique Gonzalez's voice trembled, his voice was distorted, and his nervousness was unbearable.

But then his voice gradually returned to normal, as he rang out the scene of himself cheering for this team in the stands, remembering how miserable they were in the stands when the team lost after losing because of the debt crisis. . Now he has the opportunity to contribute his strength and help the team. It is his honor, and he can't mess it up because of his nervousness!

Then he felt courage welling up from the depths of his heart, just as it did at home to Osasuna. He is the only one cheering for Getafe, he doesn't care about other people's eyes.

"As a Getafe fan, do you have the heart to watch the team sink and degenerate step by step? Although each of us is not a millionaire with a lot of money, but the strength of each of us is united, even if we are alone. Very small, insignificant, but as long as we unite, we can create miracles! Because we love Getafe! We are willing to give her everything! But today, you don’t need to give everything, you only need a minimum of one euro. Let us The team is slowed down by one second on its way to hell! Sixty one second is one minute, three thousand six hundred one second is one hour! Getafe has 13,500 Hundreds of members. As long as everyone can contribute his strength, I think we will be able to hold them back before the team finally falls into hell! Yes! As long as each of us does not give up, we will definitely be able to create a miracle!"

Enrique Gonzalez ended his public speech in front of the Getafe players with a passionate voice.

But what greeted him was not a wave of applause, but silence.

He recovered from the courage just now, and was a little at a loss when he saw the silent players.

He turned his head and glanced at Chang Sheng, with a look of pleading for help.

Chang Sheng stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and said to him: "It's wonderful, Keke. I'm proud of you. When my team is promoted, I will definitely invite you and your companions to He Best restaurant in Tafe!"

Then he stood in front of Enrique Gonzalez again and said to the silent players: "Compared to the fans, how happy are you. When Getafe is finished, you have other options." The team, with your performance this season. I believe you will not be short of places. Players who once dominated the league's first team for 17 rounds are the most popular wherever they go. Trust me, man Guys, after this season, you can go to a better place. But the fans here, they can't." Chang Sheng pointed to the fans behind him.

Some of them are holding donation boxes, wearing the fan version of Getafe jerseys that don't fit well, and some are wearing Getafe scarves in the summer, and even tied a lot of them. Maybe they are looking for opportunities to let these stars They sign them, on jerseys, scarves, whatever.

"They are Getafe people, they were born here, they grew up here, they are even older than here. From the moment they were born, they were destined to be Getafe fans. They support Getafe, even if Getafe In fact, Tafe did not bring them many happy memories. The honor room of Getafe is empty, and there is no honor to show. But they will still be Getafe fans, and even they will let their descendants become Getafe fans. Why? Who doesn't like the strong? Real Madrid and Atletico Madrid are much more dazzling than Getafe. But they still only cheer for Getafe, even in the past few decades, this team The team has been unknown and insignificant. Because they love this team. You can change the team you play for, but they can't change their home team."

"I brought them here not to embarrass you, but to lift your head up and look them in the eye. They're the ones cheering you on in the stands, and they're going to cheer you on for a game. Hoarse voices. They are still collecting money for you in the streets when you lose six games in a row. When I decided to bring them, they wanted your autographs - in their eyes, they never because of this They complained about losing for more than a month. They think it's not your fault. Yes, it's not your fault, and you don't have to bear the responsibility for the failure. But you can choose to stand by for this reason and let your fans in Returning from bitter disappointment again and again in the stands?"

Chang Sheng stared at everyone, his gaze was like a sharp scalpel, which could easily cut through everyone's chest and reach their hearts.

Some people were embarrassed by his stare and wanted to lower their heads.

Chang Sheng's voice suddenly raised an octave: "Don't bow your head! Don't bow your head! Hold your head up and look at them! Look into their eyes! Look into their eyes! They are your supporters! The most loyal! ! Why do you bow your heads in front of your fans?!"

The players raised their heads obediently again, but this time it was the fans' turn to feel a little embarrassed. Some of them bowed their heads.

Enrique Gonzalez, who stood at the front, did not do this. He even raised his chest and bravely looked at the players.

He already knew what was going on inside the team and why Changsheng needed their help. Now he wants to use eye contact to convey his courage and love to those players, so that they can regain their courage.

"This season, we were close to being perfect. But I'm suddenly thankful for the disaster. Because without it, we'd be a first-division team, nothing like the other two. It's the same as the three promoted teams every season. But because of this one thing, we are very different from them. Because when we appear in the ranks of the first division team next season, we are from Crawl out of hell! And they're just a routine!"

"Now I can publish the answer. Is it true in my original statement? Yes, it is the sentence 'promoted to the first division' that is true. Until now, I still think our The goal is to level up. I know I can't get you to fight because you haven't been paid for two months and if nothing else, you will continue to be unpaid...so I don't ask you to Money to fight. I just want you to look at these lovely and respectable fans and think about them. You can go to other teams after this game - if Getafe is doomed. I will not stop you But I hope that before you leave, you can create a lasting memory for these Getafe fans, a memory that will be remembered for a lifetime, a legendary experience. That is to win the league championship this season. Let us promote as the league champion Into the first class!"

"I can't make you fight, but I hope these fans can make you fight. Money is endless, but this kind of experience may only happen once in your career-a group of people who can't even afford to eat But he defeated countless powerful enemies, and finally successfully won the championship of the second division. He was promoted to the first division! Several years later, when you think back to the early summer of 2001, don't you feel excited about it? When everyone thought you couldn't do it, you did it. Such an amazing experience was created by you, Getafe players!"

"I don't know if we will work hard from now on, if we still have a chance to achieve this goal, but before the end of the league, I will not give up. Even if I have to die in the end, I have to die without complaint or regret! Whether it is facing the enemy To die in battle or to be killed because of cowardice, although the ending is the same, but at least you... no, it is us, we have tried very hard to change all this! Maybe it really changed?"

"Don Quixote who charged the windmill was stupid, because he could not defeat the windmill. But now, we are going to charge the windmill, are we stupid?"

Chang Sheng looked at his players and laughed.

"It's so stupid. Why do you work so hard when you have no money? So it's back to the original question. It's not for money, why do you choose football? Why do you fight? Usually we can fight for money, Fight for the name. But this time, we will fight for the love of football, for our desire to win, and for the lovely fans!"

After finishing speaking, he spread his hands: "You see, the matter is actually that simple. It is not as complicated and unbearable as you imagined. There are not so many excuses, reasons and factors that cannot be done by human beings... There is a sentence that has been said very much. It sucks, but I still have to say. No matter when, don't give up the pursuit of victory, even if you are already in hell, keep your head high and look to heaven!"

"The last fourteen rounds of the league, just like the situation we encountered last season, we have a task that must be completed but no one believes that we can complete it. Every round of the league, try your best to fight, It doesn't matter how powerful you are, what matters is that you are fighting until the last moment! So, fight with me for the last fourteen rounds! Make a foolish charge towards that seemingly invincible windmill !"

His voice was impassioned at the end.

After the impassioned speech, there was a period of silence.

Not only him, but everyone fell silent.

In the silence, Chang Sheng raised his head again, and he spread his hands and laughed at himself: "Yeah, we are so stupid... so stupid that we will choose to fight at this time. We are so stupid that we will not choose to give up, but only choose one path." Fighting all the way to the black...but so what? Guys, I am honored, no, honored, I am honored to be able to fight with you in the summer of 2001-I hope that in the fourteenth round After the league, you can give me such a chance to say this."

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Enrique Gonzalez was always behind Chang Sheng. He couldn't see Chang Sheng's expression, but he could hear Chang Sheng's voice.

When he heard Chang Sheng's last words, a burst of emotion suddenly exploded from his chest, making his nose sore and his eyes watery.

Then he raised his hands high, opened his mouth and shouted: "Come on! Getafe! Forward, Deep Blue Legion!!"

Just like he did at Osasuna's home stadium El Sardar, he cheered for Getafe alone.

But this time, his companions did not let him fight alone for too long, and soon those fans invited by Chang Sheng to the training ground as props all raised their arms high and shouted loudly like Enrique Gonzalez Get up: "Come on! Getafe! Go forward, Deep Blue Legion! Come on! Getafe! Go forward, Deep Blue Legion!!"

Amidst the shouts of these fans, Chang Sheng didn't look back, he just looked at the players quietly.

And the players, like robots being charged, their eyes lit up one after another.

The pupils of people in their twenties are shining brightly in the bright sunlight. . . )()

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