my name is ferguson

There was a vast drizzle in the sky, and some pearls and jade splashed in the puddles on the ground. Old Cowell was holding 99 roses and walking towards the Burleigh cemetery. He was holding a laptop in the other hand. There was no sadness on his face, just a little lonely .

Yesterday, Burleigh won the club's FA Cup, which brought the club's total number of trophies to 7, but he never went to the stadium to watch the game, and when he came home after watching the game, he was not allowed to spoil spoilers and had to pay her to watch it again The lover who was rebroadcasted once... is gone.

Coming to the side of the black tombstone, old Cowell took out the roses, pulled out all the weeds around the tombstone, and inserted roses into the soft soil watered by rain.

"I'm here to accompany you, but these roses are really expensive. If you are still in charge of my wallet, I will not be able to sell so many of these things."

Afterwards, he didn't care how much rainwater was on the tombstone, and sat on it without caring. The 300-pound frame nearly filled the platform in front of the tombstone. [

At this moment, Burleigh's narrator was so quiet and calm, holding an umbrella and leaning against the tombstone: "I tell you a good news... Uh, sorry, spoilers are prohibited, I understand."

Old Kewell took out his laptop and played a video file after starting it up. What appeared on the screen was Burleigh's FA Cup match.

The cheers on the court floated in the cemetery, and the rumbling thunder never stopped overhead. Between heaven and earth, and within the radius of the tombstone, there was a deep love flowing.

bump.

Old Kewell reached out his hand and took out a very old silver "color" ambulance, opened the lid of the hip flask with his fingers, and took a hard gulp.The spicy feeling runs through the entire esophagus along the throat, and finally starts to burn in the stomach.

Maybe the wine was too strong, old Cowell was choked to tears... yes.The wine must be too strong, otherwise how could an old man with an extremely masculine temperament cry? How could a super commentator who can beat opponents with his own voice cry on the field?

Old Kewell can't cry, now he doesn't have to work hard anymore, Richard gave him a stable income, which allows him to focus on commenting Burleigh games.Old Cowell shouldn't be crying.While his life is guaranteed, his bank deposits are increasing every week. The speed at which he saves money is basically the kind of madness that he will not use except for a penny for food and drink. He has some money and can spend every day in Burleigh. I drove my new Volvo to the game during the game...

It's just that football can't be the only thing in life, right?

When there is a game, Kewell old goes to the stadium to explain, and when there is no game, he goes to the bar to drink.For the rest of the time, he still has to stay in the house full of memories. Every time he gets drunk, he seems to see several shadows and hear several voices.Those chest memories are beautiful, those voices are beautiful, but the emptiness after waking up has become a torment that old Kewell will never accept.

"Burleigh won, Burleigh won the FA Cup this season. It's an unprecedented miracle..."

The 90-minute game was played quickly, and the old Kewell didn't even realize that his face had become more and more ugly. His face that was drunk but couldn't see the red wine turned to the tombstone and said: "Isn't it The man who is not as good as I explained you is the person in the world who can use words to stimulate fans."

He laughed, and today he accompanied this woman to watch a game. From now on, every time he goes to explain Burleigh's game, he will turn on the computer at home to record the game, and then share it with his lover.

Of course, no one here will respond.But old Kewell would be very at ease here, and he didn't feel empty in his heart.

"You don't want to live!"

A beautiful blond girl appeared in the cemetery. She was the girl who was once rejected by old Cowell: "Sitting on the cold stone slab full of water droplets, and you are drinking, you are dying!"

Old Kewell seemed to have heard someone talking, and he casually threw the empty silver jug ​​beside the tombstone in his hand. When he raised his head and saw the girl, he showed a dull smile: "Hehe, hehehe, I'm sorry to bother you. I'm here to see my wife. I'm showing my wife a football game. I'm sorry. I apologize for making noise to you. Please don't call the police to arrest me... Also, the police are responsible for killing people what's the matter?"

"You-he-mother-is the ghost!" The girl was so angry that it was fine to be rejected once, but after the rejection, this guy actually forgot all about him, he didn't even know who he was, and even regarded himself as a ghost , Even if it rains in broad daylight, ghosts don't dare to come out and shake around, okay!

Old Kewell drank too much, what he held was not the small jug held by officers in Hollywood movies, the jug in his hand was just a round football jug slightly smaller than the Chinese military jug, so much alcohol To hell with the drink.

"You are..." Old Cowell recognized it. [

"I went to the bar to find you and they said I could only see you here today because you're going to be playing football for your wife, so I came, but I was disappointed, I saw the leaders on the pitch. The old Kewell, who is a fan of thousands of balls, gave up on himself here!"

Old Kewell understood, and leaned on the tombstone and said, "It's okay to be disappointed, it's okay to be disappointed! I'm a creature like this who deserves to live like this, so I shouldn't be willing to part with it. I just want to talk nonsense about the past."

The girl was stunned, she didn't expect this confused guy to say...

"Get up! Get up!!!"

The girl yelled at Cowell, and then stood in the rain with her pink feather fan, and the old Cowell's answer was...

huh... huh...

"You pig!!!!"

The girl didn't even try to pull the old Kewell, she just cursed and stomped out of the cemetery: "Forget it if you freeze to death!"

When he reached the gate of the destination, the girl stopped suddenly, turned around and looked back at the 'bundle', unable to move anymore, he chose to take out the phone in his pocket, and made a call Number.

"Lauren, where are you?" An urgent voice came from the phone.

"Burleigh."

"wht!!!"

"Can you forget where it is? This is England and not Mogadishu (the city where Black Hawk is down, it's very chaotic)!, Do you... have Richard's phone number?"

"What are you looking for Li Cha?"

Suddenly the decibel on the phone suddenly increased: "You stay away from him, I would rather you bring a girl back and tell me that she is your boyfriend than become Li Cha's father-in-law!"

"I just saw something happened to one of his 'fans'. Wanted to inform him."

When the football fan was kicked, the opponent's tone obviously softened: "I'll let him know, tell me the address, and then come back to me immediately."

……

Lauren hung up and disappeared into England's ever-changing weather.

15 minutes later.A Buick car appeared in the Burleigh cemetery, and Li Cha appeared in the cemetery carrying a large bag full of cheap beer, without changing his stingy nature at all.

When Li Cha walked to Alan's side, 'Bang! ' threw the beer on the ground with a bang, and then kicked the sleeping old Kewell, and seeing that there was no response, he swung his thigh and kicked Kewell's fat butt like a shot.According to common sense, his kick could knock a normal figure down, but old Kewell didn't move at all, only the fat on his body swayed slightly.

"Hmm!" Old Kewell woke up, but he didn't feel any pain at all, but he was a little dizzy. [

"Li Cha, why are you here? Why don't you go to train with the little guys and run here? Why are you waiting for the Champions Cup final to lose and get slapped in the face?"

Li Cha smiled at Kewell, and pointed to the beer on the ground: "I have encountered a difficult situation. Drink with me."

"Let me sit up first."

"Lie down."

"You are not afraid that I will die of illness." Old Kewell completely changed his attitude.

Li Cha was sitting next to him, without arguing, he took out a can of beer and threw it to Old Kewell and said: "Kewell, why do you think I have encountered such a difficult thing?"

"What's wrong with the club?" Kewell asked inexplicably: "If the club has financial difficulties, I don't need to receive salary, but my little money shouldn't be of much help. I'm going to call on the fans to donate." You fucking give me a hand!" He was really anxious.

Li Cha said without even moving: "No, it's not the club. It's something wrong with me."

Li Cha continued: "The fans don't trust me anymore."

"Fart! You just won the FA Cup, and the fans think you are a god!" Kewell didn't believe this sentence at all.

"Really, my fan's representative's wife died and didn't even invite me to the funeral. My commentator suffered alone and didn't even tell me. He didn't consider me a friend, not even a friend. I was a neighbor who could talk, and he treated me like a stranger."

Cowell is stupid, isn't Richard talking about himself?

"Kewell, are you an Everton fan?" Richard asked without thinking.

Kewell Sr. protested as if he had been insulted: "I only love one team in my life. That's Burleigh!"

"Then why is Moyes the one who told me you were in the cemetery and would soon be ill?"

"I don't even know him! How could I have anything to do with the club's rival coach"

Everton club is located in the Liverpool area, and almost all Manchester clubs are sworn enemies with Liverpool club, which is the prestige of Sir Alex Ferguson.

"Okay, let's not discuss this matter. Tell me about my troubles." Li Cha looked at Old Kewell and said, "Actually, I should get you up now, send you home, and then watch you take a hot shower with my own eyes." Take a bath and leave after you fall asleep, so you won’t get sick, but the pain of losing your loved one can’t go away. So I choose to have a drink with you. A man who is sick can’t die if he catches a cold once. Silence in my heart is like carrying a heavy burden. Kewell, Allen has gone, I don't want the club to lose a veteran, you are one of the few people in the club who have been playing for the club since I took over , I, Burleigh, can't lose you, understand?"

Li Cha looked at old Kewell very sincerely and said: "Let's tell a story, tell a simple love story about a silly boy who fell in love with a certain village girl, and then let's chat together, talk about how many children they have, and talk about it." Talking about how they became fat together, and became fans together... I like listening to stories."

Old Kewell leaned on the tombstone and smiled happily. He always knew that Li Cha was a different head coach and the "chairman" of the club, but which club's head coach or "chairman" would do it for a fan? Wasted so much time in England, the club has always been around the fans, how can it be the other way around

Burleigh is upside down!

"It was a bad love story, not romantic at all."

Li Cha took a gulp of beer and shrugged his shoulders to express what he said.

"One year, I was 17, she was 15, we went to the same school, and there was a guy who loved to fuck a little girl with freckles... Don't look at me like that, I'm not The hero who saves the beauty, I am the most ruthless, but in the whole school, everyone knows that there is a girl named Aisha who can only be tricked by one person, otherwise, the one who tricked Aisha People will end up miserable."

"I didn't know that it was love, and I didn't know that I fell in love with her long ago. I just wanted to get her attention... I'm so stupid."

"Later, when I went to the Burleigh Stadium to watch the game, I accidentally discovered that Aisha was standing among the fans of the visiting team sitting in the opposite stand. It was a League Cup match. We played Nord Forest, ha. Nordic Forest, the Nordic Forest at its peak."

Old Kewell talked about how they were hostile to how they fell in love with each other, from the differences between the two teams after marriage to the fact that he almost died of acute pneumonia. Aisha agreed to become a Burleigh fan, so she fell in love. Sha has been following Burleigh's game since that day, but she never stepped into Giger Lane, but forced Kewell to listen to Burleigh's broadcast with her after Kewell came home. Because there was no TV broadcast in Burleigh at that time, he could only broadcast the recorded radio broadcast to Elsa after returning home.

Afterwards, he learned from Aisha's best friend that during the acute pneumonia in which Old Cowell almost died, Aisha prayed to God that as long as Old Cowell survived, she would do nothing. Willing to promise each other.

So Aisha became a fake "fan" of Burleigh all her life. She never liked Burleigh's football.But this doesn't stop Aisha from loving Kewell in this way, what she likes is only Kewell's commentary.

Until Cowell became the guest commentator of Burleigh, Aisha asked Cowell to go to the scene to record everything every time. Er shouted again and again, and then smiled sweetly.

In this way, they spent decades...

……

huh... huh...

Kewell fell asleep again, but Li Cha turned his back and didn't look at Kewell, because his eyes were red and tears were streaming down his face.

"Thank you, Kewell, you let me know what is the most important thing in football and what should be recorded." Richard took out his phone and dialed Moji's number: "Moji, help me contact our stadium design Teacher, except to find a piece of land around the stadium, I want to build a fan museum, and record all the bits and pieces of the fans that are worthy of our cherishment, a love letter, an encouragement, even news interview clips. It must be stored and let future Burleigh people know that we will always have such a group of lovely fans."

After hanging up the phone, Li Cha dialed another number: "Vermaelen, you lead people down, strength training!"

Richard looked at the 300-pound Kewell and smiled: "Dude, it's just an illness and you're laid off, so you feel better. Don't worry, I'll send you to the best hospital in Nuodu." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote and monthly pass. For mobile phone users, please go to Read

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