Chapter 230 : Drink the champagne of victory!
The atmosphere in the home team's locker room was solemn, and the players wiped the sweat from their foreheads silently.
Sneider, who returned to the locker room from the stands, started to attack: "I said before the game that the three defenders are not good, and it turns out that the three defenders cannot limit the Chinese kids at all."
He shrugged and said, "But no one listened to me."
This sentence pointed directly at Leonardo, and the Brazilian's face was gloomy and terrifying.
Can a former Milan star lead Inter Milan?
Who knows what this guy is thinking?
In the same city as Milan, Inter Milan lost 0-3 to Milan. In an interview after the game, this Brazilian praised Milan and criticized Inter Milan severely.
He is in Inter Milan and his heart is in Milan!
Sanetti persuaded: "If anyone loses the game, you can say less. The reason for the failure is not just because of the three defenders. It is an indisputable fact that we are not able to seize opportunities."
Milito snorted coldly in his heart: Those who are not strikers play forwards, of course they are not capable of seizing opportunities. Zanetti, the coach arranges you to play forwards, shouldn't you refuse?
Etoo was dissatisfied with Sanetti's words: "I have a few chances at least, but someone didn't even shoot!"
The locker room suddenly became quiet and a storm was coming.
Zanetti's face changed drastically, and he pointed directly at him. He played as a striker in this game and did not shoot a single shot.
But that's because he mainly creates opportunities for his teammates.
Seeing that the locker room was in danger of losing control, Cambiaso stood up and said loudly: "Everyone said less. In fact, what can we do if we win tonight? Can we have the opportunity to bring Milan off the horse?
If this is the case, we should not worry about so much. Life should continue, and we should look forward."
The atmosphere in the locker room eased. Etoo snorted coldly and stopped talking. Leonardo took the coaching team to leave the locker room.
...
Unlike the home team's locker room, there were bursts of cheers in the visiting team's locker room.
The Fiorentine players screamed in excitement, and some even danced.
Wang Qi took off his shirt, exposed his strong chest muscles, and looked at his teammates happily with his back against the closet.
At this time, the club director Cecilio came to the locker room and used magic to take out a large bottle of champagne. The atmosphere in the locker room became even more lively.
Cecilio signaled everyone to calm down: "Brothers! Quiet!"
After everyone was quiet, he smiled and said, "The two bosses have urgent matters to rush back. They asked me to tell all brothers that they will receive a reward after they go back!"
"Long live!"
The players shouted happily, and money is of course important.
"This bottle of wine."
He pointed to the bottle of champagne in his right hand: "This was brought by the boss from Florence, and was prepared for celebration!"
"Tonight, you are the heroes of Florence, a thousand-year-old city!"
"Then we'll give you a toast to victory next!"
Amid the cheers of the crowd, Ricardo Montorivo asked with a smile: "Mr. Cecilio, how can I drink without a glass?"
Cecilio laughed and opened the champagne, took a sip of it into the bottle mouth and said, "Drink it like this!"
He then handed the bottle to Mikhainovic.
After taking the bottle, the Serbs did not drink it immediately, but looked at everyone and said, "Take this opportunity to say a few words!"
Everyone cheered loudly, this was the leader who led them to glory.
“First of all, I thank you for your support for me this season!
When we were not good at the results, everyone did not doubt me and gave me encouragement. This was extremely precious and gave me confidence to continue my coaching career."
This is a truth. After defeating San Siro, the Serbs once had the idea of resigning from the position of coach, but Girardino and others supported him and asked him to continue coaching.
"The difficulties are temporary, we will definitely get better!"
Girardino, who was injured at the time, advised the Serbians: "Like me, I won't spend all the time in the hospital bed, I'll be back on the field soon."
In this way, the Serbs finally gave up the idea of resigning and continued to stay.
"After our situation improves, you are trying your best to win on the court."
Mikhainovic said emotionally: "You have given everything to win, and many people are injured."
He pointed to Gianluca Komoto with his eyebrows pressed against a band-aid: "Gianluca will not retreat to the bloody battle tonight!"
He pointed at Boruk: "In the Allianz Arena, Boruk will not retreat in the bloody battle!"
He pointed at Wang Qi: "Wang's eyebrow bone has also cracked, and his shoulder has also been injured!"
He then pointed at Girardino: "In San Siro...he was knocked down by Gattuso..."
The Serbian pointed at other players and showed their injuries one by one.
"I have always been a negative attitude towards the bloody battle, but I finally chose to compromise. Why is this?"
Mikhainovic glanced at the players: "Because of doing this, you embodies a spirit that never gives up!
The spirit of fighting against your opponent!”
The Serbs became more and more excited as they spoke: "This is this spirit, which makes us reverse in desperate situations again and again, and defeat our opponents again and again! We are moving forward step by step when we are not favored by others, and we are at our current position!"
"We don't have the strength to defeat our opponents easily. Most of our games are difficult, but we do things that shock the whole of Italy, Europe, and the whole world!"
He handed the bottle to Gilardino and said loudly, "Come on, let's drink this bottle of wine now!"
"good!"
The players burst into applause.
Girardino took a sip and handed the bottle to Boruk and shouted: "Then let's drink this victorious wine!"
The wine bottle was passed in the hands of the players, and they did not forget to comment on the wine: "Good wine!"
As the youngest in the team, Wang Qi was the last one to get the bottle, but found that there was one-quarter of the bottle.
He took a sip and the astringent smell came from his mouth and his throat into his stomach. He suspected that his teammates had just finished drinking and said that this was a bottle of good wine, which was completely fooling people.
Except for drinking a little bottle of wine and red wine, Wang Qi almost never touched the wine.
So he never drank champagne.
The teammates were happy to see Wang Qi's uncomfortable expression, and Santana shouted to him: "Boy, you have to finish the wine!"
Pasquiel finished the fight: "Yes, I just said, we have to finish the wine. You are the last one, and you can't leave a drop of wine!"
Damn it, someone just said he had to finish drinking it?
Wang Qi's face showed bitterness, and his teammates became even happier. He immediately surrounded him and made a fuss, and he must finish the rest of the wine.
The assistant coach was interested in getting out of the situation, but was stopped by Mikhainovic: "It's rare to be embarrassed to watch the king, so... we just watch the show."
"Also, I know what you want to say. There is still a week before the next game. He has plenty of time to recover and will not affect the next game!"
Chapter completed!