53 The meaning of football (Part 1)

Denilson slowly turned around and placed this small imitation football decoration on the head of the bed opposite him!

That was a gift from his mentor Tresantana when he left Brazil. When he was giving him a gift, Tresantana had high hopes for him.

"I hope you can one day win a real European Golden Globe Award!"

Whenever he thinks of this loving and majestic teacher, Denilson looks respectful, because he has excavated Denilson, it can be said that he has created Denilson. Even Denilson joining Kaiserslautern is due to his acquiescence.

"Is he in good health now?" Denilson murmured to himself, but put down the luggage in his hand.

When he arrived at the bedside, Denilson grabbed the imitation golden ball trophy at the head of the bed and carefully wiped the dust on it. He had forgotten the trophy for a long time, and he only remembered it again now.

"If you want to go to Europe, you must first learn to persevere and adapt. Brazil and Europe are two completely different football worlds, and that is the core of football in this world. However, Europe has European styles and rules. If you can't adapt, or you don't want to adapt at all, then you can't succeed in Europe at all!"

When he recalled what Santana said when he went to say goodbye, DeNilson felt shocked in his heart, because he felt that his mentor seemed to have predicted the future, and what he said seemed to be a warning to him now.

Gently putting the trophy back, Denilsen walked out of the apartment, came to the telephone booth on the street downstairs, and called directly from Santana, Brazil.

The beeping sound in the phone doubles for a while, and then when Denilson thought no one was about to answer, he was caught.

"Hey, look for... who?" The voice on the other side of the phone was a little weak, even vague, but Denilson clearly recognized that this was his mentor's voice.

"Mr. Santana, I am Denilson de Oliveira!" Denilson said excitedly.

"Oh...it's you!" The other side of the phone sounded a little disappointed and sighed, "I didn't expect you to call!"

Denilson was surprised and said, "Why do you say that?"

Santana forced a smile, "Yang Cheng came to Brazil to see me a few days ago!"

Denilson was stunned. Did he go to Brazil?

"Don't get me wrong. When I decided to transfer you, I talked with him for a long time and left contact information between each other. A few days ago, I went to the hospital with discomfort. After Yang Cheng found out, he came to Brazil to visit me. We also talked about you!"

Denilson remained silent. After a while, he suddenly remembered and asked care: "Have you entered the hospital? What's the problem? Is it okay?"

"I'm an old problem, there's insufficient blood supply to the brain, and it's not convenient to move now, and it's a bit hard to speak!" Santana replied with a wry smile.

He is 65 years old and has problems all over his body. It really makes people unable to admit that he is old.

"Do you know what Yang Cheng said to you?" Santana asked.

Denilson really wanted to say he didn't want to know, because in his opinion, Yang Cheng must have said a lot of bad things about him.

But Santana smiled and said, "He lied to me. He said you were doing well in Germany and performed very well. You have become the key player in the frontcourt of the team. Haha, he must not know. I have always been a habit of reading newspapers. I also paid attention to Kaiserslautern and paid more attention to you. Your agent has also contacted me to help you return home."

"I know, Yang Cheng just doesn't want me to be disappointed, I want me to be happier, I thank him for his kindness, but when I heard the rumors about you leaving Kaiserslautern, I was wondering, will you call me?"

Denilson really had the urge to cry at this moment, because he respected the old coach so much, but...

"No matter how I am in the future, you will always be the one I respect the most!" Denilson promised.

Santana smiled comfortingly, "I know, you are a good boy, Denilson, but I think you should listen to my advice and stay in Europe. Don't want to come back easily, otherwise all your efforts will be wasted!"

As if he had said so much, it was a bit hard. Santana took a few breaths and paused before continuing: "Do you still remember the words I said to you on the day you came to say goodbye?"

"Yeah!" Denilson replied.

"Actually, those are not what I said, they were what Yang Cheng and I said during a conversation. He is very confident in you. He always believes that you can succeed in Europe, but the premise is that you have to take the initiative to adapt to the European football style, just like Ronaldo and others."

Denilson was completely stunned at this moment.

"He is a very special head coach, young, passionate, and ambitious. He always knows clearly what he wants, so I always believe that if you play in the team he coaches, you will definitely succeed, provided that you have to adapt to him!"

Santana's words completely made DeNilson fall into silence and confusion because he found that the Yang Cheng he remembered seemed to be a little different from the Yang Cheng from Santana's mouth.

Which one is the real Yang Cheng?

After hanging up Santana's phone, Denilson headed to Tilingen behind Fritz Walter Stadium with a stomach full of doubts.

As the team draws continuously, the fans left the stadium early, and the team was on holiday, the players were disbanded, and the whole of Tillingen seemed empty and lonely.

From a distance, Yang Cheng leaned against the doorpost and sat on the grass, thinking about something in his mind.

When Denilson came over, he immediately disturbed Yang Cheng.

The latter was a little surprised. He didn't expect Denilson to appear at this time.

"What's the matter?" Yang Cheng's tone was a little stiff, and he was not in a good mood.

"I just called back to Brazil. Mr. Trey Santana and I have been chatting for a long time!" De Nielsen squatted down, picked up the grass clippings on the ground and grabbed it in his hand.

Yang Cheng withdrew his coldness and sighed with regret.

Trey Santana, a very respectable art master!

Someone once said that there were only two great men in Brazil's football history, one is the king of football Pele, and the other is the great man in the head coaching field, Trey Santana, who made Brazil's football a synonym for art.

The brilliant stars such as Zico, Socrates, Falcao are from his tune, and Brazil under his command is also known as the most powerful Brazil in history. Even Pereira, Zagalo, Scolari and others agree that Santana is the most unquestionable great man in Brazil's football field.

"Some coaches are wise strategists, some are charming leaders, and some are majestic fathers. Trey Santana not only possesses the characteristics of these coaches, but even gives sublimation. He elevates football to the level of art, and spreads the influence of Samba football art to the whole world!"

"He is also my role model!"
Chapter completed!