Messi was so scared that he cried when he maxed out his header talent at the start of the game

Chapter 715

October 1, 2007, golden October, the weather in Manchester is unpredictable.

The sky was clear one moment, and the next moment, dark clouds suddenly gathered in the sky and it started to rain heavily.

Crackling!

Manchester City's team training match on the field was forced to end. The players ran to pick up their equipment backpacks and ran back to the room to avoid the rain.

Young people are more agile.

After Su Fei and others took off their jerseys and wrung out a circle of water, the head coach Guardiola came late holding his bald head.

After the baptism of rain, Guardiola's head was very bright under the indoor lights.

When other players saw this scene and were still trying to hold back their laughter, Balotelli took the initiative to step forward and handed Guardiola a towel attentively.

Guardiola looked at him unexpectedly.

He took the towel silently and wiped his bald head hard first.

"It's brighter."

Someone in the crowd complained, and Su Fei almost couldn't hold it in. He turned his back and stared at Cassano, whose face was red.

The atmosphere here was very happy.

Over there, Balotelli, who had hesitated for a long time, finally spoke under Guardiola's suspicious eyes.

"Boss... No. 4 will play against Valencia, I... I want to play... I was in good shape in the training match today, you saw it..."

Balotelli hung his head, like a child who made a mistake. But Guardiola's answer was without any emotion.

"Impossible."

"Before the last game against Rosenborg, I told you that your hangover in the nightclub was terrible. You will not get any chance to play in the next five games."

"Rosenborg, Fulham, Norwich, Newcastle... You still have one last suspension. So I won't send you to play against Valencia."

Balotelli asked quietly, but Guardiola's answer was loud and everyone could hear it. The Manchester City players quieted down and the atmosphere became a little tense.

"Boss... Just believe me! I haven't played in four games. It's too painful!"

"Enough, Mario. I admit that you have been training very hard during this period. But people have to accept punishment for doing something wrong. What do you think? If it were you, would you trust a player who stayed up all night in a nightclub the night before the game?"

The atmosphere became a little suffocating, and many people showed sympathy to Balotelli, such as Knight and Cassano, the ace customers of all Manchester nightclubs.

Su Fei and Modric looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders. After knowing that Guardiola banned Balotelli from the team, Su Fei was not very shocked.

Because this is Guardiola, who has strict requirements for the team's off-field life. This is Balotelli. Su Fei can change history and bring the talent of this Italian genius to the Premier League in advance, but he can't change this guy's difficult to discipline character.

Just when everyone thought the conversation was over, Balotelli's words made Guardiola laugh.

"Boss! As far as I know... Ronaldinho also goes to nightclubs the day before the game. He also said in an interview that going to nightclubs is a way to relax. It will not affect his condition, but will make him more focused on the court!"

"Fuck you, Ronaldinho?!"

Not to mention that Guardiola couldn't help but curse in anger, even the other Manchester City players who were watching the show couldn't hold it.

Knight burst out laughing and gave Cassano a thumbs up.

"Antonio, you Italians are all talented!"

"......"

Originally, Knight was joking with Cassano and hinting at Cassano, but he forgot that Cannavaro and Zambrotta were standing next to him.

Feeling the fierce eyes deliberately pretended by Cannavaro and Zambrotta, Knight was scared and patted his mouth quickly.

"Brother Ka, Brother Zan! I was wrong! I'm not talking about you two, I'm talking about Cassano, this bitch is a talent! You two are not... No, you two are also talented! But not the same kind as Cassano!"

This scene.

The people who had been trying to hold back their laughter finally couldn't help it and burst into laughter.

On the other side, Balotelli was apologizing crazily to Guardiola, who was rarely furious.

"Boss! Boss! I was wrong! I'm not Ronaldinho, I'm Mario!"

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Manchester City in OctoberThe first match was the second round of the Champions League group stage, against Valencia from La Liga.

In 2007, the three most influential teams in La Liga were Real Madrid, Barcelona and Atletico Madrid, followed by Valencia, which has risen strongly since the 21st century!

Valencia CF, in the entire La Liga, has the second largest number of members after Real Madrid and Barcelona.

Before the fall of Real Madrid's Galactico at the end of the 20th century and the establishment of the current Dream II Dynasty by Barcelona, ​​Valencia was briefly the La Liga overlord.

Under the leadership of Benítez, Valencia won the La Liga championship in 2002 and 2004 and the UEFA Cup in 2004.

Before Benítez arrived, Valencia also reached the Champions League final in 2000 and 2001.

However, after Benítez left, this century-old club that rose strongly in the new century began to go downhill.

Last season.

Valencia ranks fourth in La Liga, failed to qualify for the Champions League group stage, and was eliminated early in the King's Cup competition.

Since the start of the new La Liga season, Valencia has also frequently upset and is temporarily ranked tenth in La Liga. No matter from which aspect, Valencia no longer has the shadow of a strong team.

The only good news is that they defeated Schalke 04 1-0 away in the opening match of the Champions League group stage on September 19.

So.

In the few days before the official arrival of the second round of the Champions League group stage, the media in the Premier League, La Liga and even the whole of Europe were not optimistic about Valencia.

Especially in the last game, Manchester City beat Rosenborg 4-0.

Some media even threatened.

Valencia will become the next Rosenborg, the next team to be bloodbathed by Manchester City in the Champions League group stage.

Well.

Almost everyone thinks so.

Except Valencia himself.

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The heavy rain in Manchester seems to have affected Spain as well. The sky over the Valencia training base is slowly gathering dark clouds.

On the side of the pitch.

A middle-aged man in a suit, with a beard and a slicked-back hair, is passionately directing the training match.

"Team A, back to defense! Back to defense!"

"Charge!"

"David!"

"Shoot, shoot directly!"

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