long live football

When Karl hurried to the departure hall of Munich Airport, Mourinho was being watched inhumanely.

The Chelsea coach stood in the waiting hall in a neat suit, with a small suitcase in his hand, nothing covering his body to conceal his identity.

Dozens of people gathered around him, some of them came forward coyly and asked for a group photo, some kept secretly taking pictures with their mobile phones, and some just stood there watching without doing anything—there was a huge flow of people in the airport, Not everyone is interested in football, and not everyone knows Mourinho, but the few who do know can create a traffic stop.

"Let's go, please let go." Karl pushed through the crowd with difficulty and walked to Mourinho's side.

When the two stood together, the crowd boiled again: "Ah, it's the head coach of Munich 1860!" "How could Auston and Mourinho stand together?" "I want to call the Munich Daily" Telephone!"

"Handsome guy~Look here~" a big beautiful woman shouted while holding up her mobile phone.

Mourinho immediately showed an extremely bright smile at the other party.

Carl couldn't help but twitched his lips.

He stepped forward quickly, grabbed Mourinho's sleeve, and pulled him out.

"Hey wait! I haven't finished filming yet!" The big wave girl ran after them.

Carl squeezed through the crowd, strode forward at a high speed with his long legs, turned his head back a few times during the process, and saw Mourinho gesturing a V to the beautiful woman with great interest.

"Can you send out hormones in another place?" Karl yelled at him impatiently.

Mourinho suddenly felt aggrieved: "I didn't take the initiative..."

After leaving the terminal hall with the most traffic, the vicinity of the airport was full of passengers coming and going, and few people turned around them anymore, so Karl let go of Mourinho's sleeve, and the two went out side by side. walking.

Mourinho suddenly became serious: "Thank you for coming to pick me up, otherwise I would not have exchanged cash, and I can't speak a word of German. Today will be difficult."

Carl shook his head and smiled, "Who made your assistant unreliable."

Just now he received a call from Mourinho in the office. The other party claimed that he was at the Munich airport at the moment. When Karl was asked to pick him up, Karl thought Mourinho was joking with himself. No matter how the other party explained to him, he would He didn’t believe it until he heard the airport announcement from the microphone—it turned out that the second round of the UEFA Champions League quarter-final between Chelsea and Bayern Munich was about to start, and this time it was Bayern’s turn to play at home. Mourinho wanted to experience the terrifying power before the Champions League match, so as to prepare for the match against Bayern, so he agreed with the coaching staff that after the latest round of the Premier League, he would come to Munich in advance, and the other players of the team And the coach arrived in the next two or three days.

Because Mourinho can't speak German, he asked an assistant in the office to help him book air tickets and hotels. Unexpectedly, the plane landed in Munich, and the assistant suddenly called to say that there was a problem with the hotel reservation. There was no success at all in securing a room for Mourinho.

Although the assistant kept apologizing on the phone, Mourinho was still anxious and annoyed. It was already night when the plane arrived in Munich. Before he came, he only had a credit card and some pounds (no euros or marks), and He also has a language barrier, so what can he do to find himself a comfortable hotel in the shortest possible time?

Then, he suddenly thought of Karl—isn't there a ready-made Munich local snake here!

After learning about the whole process, Carl readily agreed to pick him up.

"Which hotel is the closest to the Olympic Stadium? Just send me there." When the car started, Mourinho spoke first.

"Why live in a hotel." Carl said while turning the steering wheel: "My house has a guest room, and the apartment is very close to the stadium. You can just stay at my house."

Mourinho choked: "Live... at your house?" It seemed that he realized that his tone was a bit impolite to the hospitable Carl. Mourinho did not wait for Carl's answer, and immediately smiled and said: "This is just right. , just to trouble you."

Carl shrugged and said, "Anyway, I'm bored living alone. With you here, we can watch TV and chat at night."

The two of them didn't know at the moment that a car had been following them closely since they left the airport.

……

The German "Bild" entertainment reporter Bierman has been bored recently.

A bunch of interns came to the newspaper office, and everyone ran news desperately. There were few things in the German entertainment industry. The most popular international stars lived in Los Angeles for a long time before returning to China. Man just received the news that he was going to interview, and the group of interns over there had already handed over the written press release to the editor-in-chief.

The editor-in-chief was satisfied with the hardworking attitude of the interns, but dissatisfied with Biermann's laziness.

So in order to keep his job, Bierman also began to follow the example of those newcomers, and began to squat in the waiting halls of major airports, hoping to get one or two front-page news-to be honest, this kind of behavior made him feel very shameless After all, he is also an old man who has worked for the newspaper for five or six years. How can the editor-in-chief say that he is heartless and let him do the same job as an intern?

Sighing and guarding at the Munich airport for two days, Biermann captured several TV and variety show stars traveling abroad with their lovers. He felt that this was enough for Bierman to evacuate the airport and go home to have a good rest. , Who would have thought that another celebrity would suddenly come to Munich.

After staring at that obviously exotic face for more than ten seconds, Bierman recognized that the other person was a well-known coach in football. It seemed that his name was Jose Mourinho or Jose Mourinho. Mourinho or something—thank God, it’s not bad for him to recognize Mourinho, you must know that he is an entertainment news reporter, and he only watches Bundesliga or Bundesliga when watching football games on weekdays. What does a rough top coach have to do with him?

But it didn't take long for Biermann to become engrossed in the man who came to pick Mourinho up.

Karl Alston, he is more famous to Biermann than Mourinho!The man who had an affair with the supermodel Anthea Cranstone, although the craze is over now, and people believe that there is nothing between him and Anthea, but that handsome face!And that outstanding coaching performance has also cultivated many German female fans (fans?) for Oston.

The editor-in-chief of the sports page of "Bild" has already begun to think about it. After Munich 1860 is successfully promoted to the Bundesliga, he will call Karl Oston "Beckham of the coaching world". Whoever makes the other side help "Bild" How about expanding the female fan market? ——This news was personally revealed by Bierman's colleagues in the sports page, and it is absolutely true.

In order to dig into Karl Oston's private life, Biermann secretly drove behind the two after they left the airport.

Then, he first followed the car to the city center, saw Oston and Mourinho enjoying dinner in a high-end French restaurant, and took a walk in the park next to the Munich Olympic Stadium. After a while, entered an apartment building.

Bierman stood downstairs in the apartment building, looking up at each room.

A few minutes later, the light in one of the rooms suddenly turned on, and then two people crowded over and pulled the curtains together.

two people in one room...

one……

Bierman swallowed, feeling as if he had discovered something.

……

On the second day, Carl and Mourinho, who left the apartment together, were almost blinded by flashing lights one after another as soon as they left the building.

The reporters surrounded the two and asked in English:

"I am from the "Munich Daily". May I ask Mr. Mourinho why you came to Munich? Is it related to Bayern's Champions League quarter-finals?"

""Marca", Mr. Mourinho, will you go to watch the Bayern Munich game?"

"I'm a reporter from The Sun, and there seems to be news that Mr. Oston and Mr. Mourinho lived together last night?"

"Gazzetta dello Sport, why are you all wearing Armani's 2005 new spring suits? Is it because you particularly like this Italian brand?"

Are these reporters blind?Karl wanted to roll his eyes: didn't they see that Mourinho's suit was a little too big?

The two suits are of the same brand, that's because Mourinho is wearing his clothes! ——Mourinho's suitcase contained a set of Dior men's clothing, but it was ruined by a glass of milk this morning, so Karl had to lend a set of his own clothes.

Coincidentally, Mourinho was the first to answer the reporter's question from Gazzetta dello Sport, but he himself did not want to tell the scandal about his borrowing someone's clothes, so Mourinho smiled at the reporter's microphone. Said: "Carl and I have become friends because of the same taste. We have clashed shirts several times in the Premier League."

Zhuangshan is the truth, if the taste is the same...forget it.Carl turned his head away from looking at Mourinho, because he was worried that he would lose his merit by accidentally laughing when he saw the other's superb acting skills of "I will always tell the truth".

"Hello, Mr. Mourinho, I'm from "Kicker". May I ask if you came to Munich this time to prepare for the Champions League match against Bayern?"

As proud as Mourinho, he naturally refused to admit that he had put a lot of effort into dealing with Bayern. He showed a smirk to the reporter in front of him: "Preparing for the Champions League? Maybe, since I came to Munich early, Just to get a feel for the football atmosphere and environment here. But it’s not for Bayern, I’ll go to the Olympiastadion for a game in a while, but it’s just to support my friends.”

As he said that, Mourinho patted Karl on the back hard: "I will go to watch the match between Munich 1860 and Cologne." He squeezed Karl secretly.

Carl immediately showed a decent and polite smile to the reporters.

Mourinho suddenly put his mouth next to Karl's ear: "Find an excuse to leave."

Carl thought that Mourinho was going to take up the banner of dealing with reporters on his shoulders. The thought of "this is really a friend" flashed through his mind. Carl raised his wrist and looked at his watch, exclaiming "I'm going to be late!" and then slipped away through the crowd.

The sports reporters really valued Mourinho more. Except for a few people who pointed their cameras at Karl's back and took a few photos, the crowd still surrounded Mourinho tightly.

As soon as he arrived at the club, he was busy with business, and Carl, who didn't think of his friend until almost noon, grabbed his phone with some guilt, and sent a text message to Mourinho: Thank you for your kindness in the morning, otherwise I will be late for work.

Mourinho's reply came quickly: If you knew what I really thought at the time, I'm afraid you wouldn't appreciate me.

real thoughts? — Carl.

Dude, I'm half a head shorter than you!If you don't get out of my surroundings soon, you will be looking down on me in newspapers all over Europe tomorrow.I'd be very upset about that. — Mourinho.

And when Carl saw this reply, there was only one thought in his mind: Shameless and frank!

The scandal effect brought by Mourinho did not end until the afternoon.

At the pre-match press conference of 1860VS Cologne in Munich, almost all the reporters put the Cologne coach aside and only focused on asking Karl questions.

This also made Karl clearly understand that Mourinho’s Tai Chi tactics were not only used on himself, but also against all the reporters—the group who interviewed Mourinho in front of Karl’s apartment building in the morning. Journalists, almost none of them get real and usable information.

But this obvious differential treatment made the Cologne coach very dissatisfied. He felt that he had been left out, and the expression on his angry face was distorted.

Seeing this scene, Karl smiled: No matter why the coach of Cologne lost his mind, this is absolutely beneficial to 1860 Munich, isn't it?