Go score!coach

Chapter 52 Torres

South of Madrid, Fuenlabrada.

It was an ordinary and quiet afternoon.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and those children who usually play football in the scorching sun are dragged back to take a nap by their adults.

The German streets were rarely quiet for a while.

On the second floor of one of the houses facing the street, the window was suddenly opened, and a freckle-faced boy came out. He looked sleepy and looked like he had just woken up from a nap, and he was looking around.

But unfortunately, he didn't find his expected father's car parked downstairs.

Just when he closed the window in disappointment, he suddenly heard a familiar sound of a horn. The boy suddenly opened the window again, leaned out most of his body, looked around, and saw the familiar old car.

"He's back! Dad's back!" The boy turned around and ran away excitedly, shouting as he ran.

He went downstairs and rushed straight to the entrance door.

At this time, the father had parked the car and walked out. What he saw was the three children at home full of expectations.

Their eyes were filled with desire, which made him even more ashamed.

"I'm sorry, kids. I tried my best and got two tickets. I have to send them to your grandparents."

The father watched helplessly as the light in the eyes of the three children gradually dissipated and finally turned into disappointment.

Sure enough, you still can't buy a ticket?

"Fernando, how about you ask your coach again?" The elder brother Esla bumped his younger brother with his elbow.

"Yeah, just ask. I've been looking forward to this game for a long time. It's a key battle for relegation. It will be a pity if you miss it." Sister Maripas also encouraged her brother.

The freckled boy looked at his brother and sister, pursed his lips, and said with a disappointed look on his face, "I asked, but no."

After a pause, the boy turned to his sister and said, "You should ask your boyfriend to snatch it and give it to us."

Esra nodded repeatedly, "Sister, what he said makes sense."

"But I told him that my brother is an Atletico Madrid player..." Maripas was very embarrassed.

The three siblings sighed in unison.

At the entrance, their father, former Atletico Madrid player Jose Torres, was equally embarrassed.

"Sorry, kids, I thought I should be able to get it, but my friend told me that tickets for this game are too difficult to get, especially in the recent period, the team's performance is getting better and better, all the Fans are eager to enter the stadium to cheer for the team, which has led to the price of game tickets being increased by scalpers."

"Dad, I think we should buy season tickets. With season tickets, we can buy individual tickets first." Torres suggested.

Jose Torres looked at his youngest son and smiled, "When you get into the first team, I will buy season tickets for the whole family and go to every game to cheer for you."

Both my sister and brother nodded, "Fernando, please work harder."

"Didn't I say last time that you would be recruited by the first team? Why has there been no news recently?" Maripas asked strangely.

"I don't know. I was on vacation at the time. I heard that Mr. Yang Hao wanted to recruit four people at that time, but only two went. One of them is now the main player, Pablo Garcia, and the other has also played as a substitute, named Antonio. Lopez.”

"What about you?" Ezra asked concerned.

He doesn't necessarily seem to be concerned about his younger brother's future, but more concerned about the season tickets his father promised.

With season tickets, they can go to every home game.

"Yes, when will you join? It's been a long time since the professional contract was signed." My sister was also a little impatient.

Torres sighed again and murmured: "I have been waiting, but Mr. Yang Hao seems to have forgotten me."

The young man's freckled face was full of anxiety and uneasiness about the future.

Their family is not rich.

My father was once a player in Atletico Madrid's youth training, but he didn't play well in his career. Fortunately, he trained the children at home from an early age.

His elder brother Ezra has no talent for playing football, but Torres has stood out from the crowd since he was a child. He has performed very well and naturally entered Atletico Madrid's youth training camp.

As the team's star of hope, Torres has been valued by the club and signed a professional contract last year, but he has never had a chance to enter the first team and he has been waiting.

For him, playing football is not just a future, it can also change the fate of his family.

"It's okay. As you know, I've been too busy during this period. There are too many things. We have to relegate and play in the King's Cup. Moreover, the club is in chaos right now. Everything is out of order. I guess Mr. Yang Hao is just temporarily I didn’t think about it.”

"When everything stabilizes in the new season, I will probably remember you." Jose Torres comforted.

The freckled boy nodded, but the disappointment on his face did not diminish at all.

He also really wanted to enter the Calderon Stadium and see with his own eyes that sacred moment when the team he believed in avoided relegation.

It is said that all the fan clubs in Madrid are organizing activities, and some people even turned Mr. Yang Hao's photo into the image of the savior to express their respect and gratitude to Mr. Yang Hao.

If it weren't for him, Atletico Madrid would have been relegated to Segunda División this season, which would have been an unimaginable disaster.

"Okay, kids, let's arrange a sumptuous dinner in the yard and watch the live broadcast." Jose Torres suggested.

"Ok."

Children are weak.

Reluctantly, this is the only way.

At this moment, the doorbell outside suddenly rang.

"Who is it?" Jose Torres walked over and opened the door.

There was a very young brother standing outside the door. Torres looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

"Hello, may I ask, is this the home of Fernando Torres?" The young brother greeted them with a smile.

"Yes, may I ask if you are..."

"I am the physiotherapist for Atlético Madrid's first team and my name is José Carlos Garcia Parales."

Only then did the Torres family notice that the little brother, who was easy to get close to when he smiled, was wearing Atletico Madrid's training uniform.

At this time, the freckled boy suddenly remembered that he had seen this Parales from a distance. Every time he saw Mr. Yang Hao, he could always see Parales next to him.

When he thought of this, Torres' scalp suddenly became numb and he felt excited.

Could it be that... yes, it must be, Mr. Yang Hao still remembers me!
"Mr. Yang Hao asked me to come here. He asked me to convey, Fernando, that he hopes you can go to watch the game on the weekend. He also said that he wants you to prepare in advance and start training with the team next week and go to Mallorca on the weekend. "

For a moment, Torres's whole family was stunned.

When happiness comes too suddenly, it is really hard to accept.

Torres originally imagined that the best news would be to enter the first team, but he did not expect that he would be arranged to play.

"Now...isn't this a critical moment for relegation?" Jose Torres was also surprised.

At such a critical moment, let your son go?
Although I was very happy, I was still worried.

"Mr. Yang Hao is talking about the last round."

"Is there any difference?"

"After playing Sevilla in the 37th round, we successfully avoided relegation." Parales smiled.

Jose Torres was stunned again.

It's too confident, isn't it?
He is simply confident to the point of being lawless!

But why does it sound so exciting and enjoyable?
If you successfully avoid relegation in advance, you can arrange for the young players to play in the last round. Isn't this a double happiness?

"But, we can't buy tickets." Torres felt a sense of loss again.

Parales smiled. He suddenly felt that this little guy with freckles was quite cute.

"Since Mr. Yang Hao has said it, he won't let you go without tickets. Let's do this. How many people in your family want to watch and how many tickets are needed? You can count it up. Then give me a call and I will convey it to Yang. Mr. Hao, he will prepare the tickets for you."

"Really?" The Torres family suddenly became excited again.

"Of course." Parales smiled and nodded.

He could feel that Yang Hao attached great importance to Torres and often mentioned him from time to time, but he never had time to meet him.

Now that I finally remembered, I made myself make this special trip again, which shows the status of Torres in Yang Hao's mind.

However, Parales did not stay at Torres' house for long, because Yang Hao also told him to find another person.

Gabby.

This is also a player that Yang Hao attaches great importance to.

After seeing Parales off, the Torres family cheered with excitement.

Double happiness!
"Fernando, you have to work hard. It can be seen that Mr. Yang Hao really values ​​you!" While the father was excited, he did not forget to remind his son.

Torres nodded vigorously.

Like all Atletico Madrid fans, he regards Yang Hao as a hero and it is his honor to be able to play for the hero!

"By the way, Dad, are we still preparing a sumptuous dinner?" Maripas asked.

She wanted to get a confirmation before deciding whether to invite her boyfriend over.

"Do it, do it tonight!" Jose Torres shouted excitedly.

……

Yang Hao didn't know how big of a reaction his actions had caused in two families around Madrid. He was still behind closed doors at the training base in Mahdajonda, studying the weekend match against Sevilla. the match of.

Although he is confident, he still needs to be careful.

Sevilla is destined to be relegated, but if they are careless, they may be screwed.

Just like Vicente del Bosque, didn't he mess up Real Madrid's centenary celebration?
Yang Hao would never want something like this to happen to him.

At this weekend's game, it is said that Atletico Madrid fans throughout Madrid were alarmed.

In the words of Xiao Hill, this is comparable to Atletico Madrid winning the championship!

This is really not an exaggeration.

For many teams in the middle and lower reaches of the league, success in relegation is just like winning the championship, and both are worthy of celebration.

The difference is that you have to parade around the city to win the championship, but you can't do this to avoid relegation, so as not to make people laugh.

But that didn't stop the fans from celebrating wildly.

It is said that even the Madrid police station has been alerted to strengthen security around the Calderon Stadium. It has also been communicating with Atletico Madrid, saying that some arrangements require the club's cooperation.

This is really the first time Yang Hao has seen such a big battle.

But he also felt the status and weight of football in this city and in the hearts of these fans.

Precisely because of this, he must not lose this game!

(End of this chapter)