No. 452: Bald Jack is a master!
To the surprise of the Amsterdam amateur football community, the team was extremely proud today. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Under the scolding, their faces did not change, and they didn't even pay attention to those angry eyes at all, and walked to the sidelines with their heads held high.
A couple of mature guys came up to Bald Jack and whispered to him. Bald Jack looked indifferent, looking like a tall man, just nodding or shaking his head when necessary,
These people went home satisfied.
The others immediately asked them where they had gotten the news from Bald Jack.
"Is Chen really coming?"
"Are you sure ?!!"
"Good! I'll believe him once, and if he lied, I'd have skinned him! ”
Then, they glanced at the passage of the football field, intentionally or unintentionally, and the feeling of waiting for people was quite uncomfortable, and they were tormented.
Soon after, the passage came, and the people stood up violently, but to their disappointment, it was the referee tonight.
As soon as they sat down, a young man appeared from behind the referee with a sports bag on his back!
"Boom! ……”
People got excited, and some even screamed and shrill whistles pierced the sky over the football field!
The four referees were surprised, could it be that the players on both sides had already warmed up, and these guys couldn't wait to start?
However, this is also a little too welcoming.
After these sounds, the crowd ran towards them!
After the referee was stunned, he brushed the hair in front of his forehead, could it be that I am very handsome today, and my handsomeness makes them unbearable?
The other two referees glanced at each other and walked towards the crowd running towards them with their heads held high.
Yet the crowd treated them like air.
They are like a reef on the shore, the tide rushes over them and rushes behind them!
What's the situation?
The four referees looked at each other in surprise, they didn't understand what was happening, and then looked in the direction where the crowd was heading.
A young boy carrying a sports bag on his back, this one has a sunny smile on his face, young and handsome.
"This ...... It can't be Chen......"
The referee's voice trembled.
"It should be him!"
The other three were very sure that although Chen Fan had grown taller this year, the contours of his face had not changed much.
As a "well-known referee" in the Amsterdam amateur football circle, they have played the games of the Enough Athletic Team, and of course they know Chen Fan.
The referee suddenly became angry, and while touching the beard on his chin, he shouted in a low voice: "Damn bald Jack, when he called me in the afternoon, he didn't say Chen would come at all!" ”
"Otherwise, I'll definitely shave my beard off!"
Behind them, Chen Fan was touched by countless people, some of whom he knew and had played with them, and some he didn't know, probably from other districts.
Chen Fan looked at the enthusiastic crowd, and then looked at his teammates who were changing their jerseys on the side of the court, and immediately understood why the bald Jack told him that the game officially started at nine o'clock, and he could come at half past eight.
This was specially created for him to create a grand welcome ceremony, which made him feel very warm.
Chen Fan hurriedly hugged and greeted those who knew each other.
"Reese, I remember that one time your tackle put me off for a whole month!"
"Pete, you've put me down so many times, I'll always remember it......"
"Hello, Little, how is the free-kick technique?"
The people who were called by Chen Fan were very proud, and a layer of light appeared on the faces of each of them.
Chen Fan came to the sidelines surrounded by the crowd and hugged his former teammates one by one, and not all teammates went to pick up the plane at noon yesterday.
Bald Jack looked at the crowd that was reluctant to leave, and shouted, "Scatter, disperse!" You're affecting our warm-up like this! ”
Everyone had to reluctantly re-walk to the stands, and a few older people walked up to Bald Jack and looked at him enthusiastically.
"Jack, we're going to have one tomorrow night."
"No, Jack, play with us tomorrow night, their level is too low!"
They discard the word "bald" at such times as a sign of respect.
"Jack, you promised me that when you were drinking, Chen would definitely play a game with us when he came back!"
This one took out all the cowhide that the bald Jack bragged about when he was drunk.
"Jack, when you asked me to help find prescription drugs the other day......"
Bald Jack covered the mouth of the guy who was talking and gave him a look, and the man shut up.
The others glanced at each other, and one of them whispered in the ear of Bald Jack, "I can get prescription drugs too, I can get any medicine!" ”
Bald Jack let go of his hand, coughed twice, made a high-ranking appearance again, and said lightly: "I'll discuss with Chen and try to arrange a match with you." As you know, the national team is about to train and he doesn't have much time at home. ”
With all that said, it was impossible for everyone to push Bald Jack into a hurry, so they had to leave with hope.
The people in the stands were busy, some people took pictures and photos of Chen Fan with their mobile phones, and some called their friends to inform them.
It was very surprising that there were two cameras in the stands!
On the court, Chen Fan and his former teammates chatted and did warm-up exercises, and Bald Jack stood on the sidelines and commanded the warm-up.
At this moment, he felt that he was Basten, Wenger!
If not them, at least Ajax youth coach David!
Bald Jack is in high spirits.
On the other piece of turf, the Bison players are proud, and while they are not the center of attention, they are occasionally visited by those eyes.
They found jealousy, envy in those gazes......
It made them feel very good!
Who's the lucky one, hahaha, of course it's our Bisons!
It seems that the coach has a good relationship with Bald Jack.
They glanced at their coach respectfully, and Rodin yelled at them viciously: "Look at what, heat up!" ”
After the teammates were surprised, they were more enthusiastic about the warm-up.
Rodin glanced at the bald Jack not far away, his chest was even higher, like a commander on the battlefield......
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Peel, a photo editor at an online media outlet in Amsterdam, sits in front of his computer most of the time during his working hours, and usually chooses to exercise after dinner in the evening.
Tonight, when he habitually walked into the goddess football stadium, his face showed shock.
What's going on?
Why are there so many people in the stands?
Could it be that this is the final of this year's amateur football league?
No, I remember two weeks ago, the final was played here......
For some reason, this year's final of the Amsterdam Amateur Football League will be played at the Goddess Football Stadium, a humble football stadium.
In the past, the finals would have been played at the Tank Soccer Stadium, three kilometres away, where the quality of the turf was better and there were more and better stands.
The soccer field looked like a tank from afar, so it was called the Tank Soccer Field.
"Hurry up! Wait a minute, there will be no place! ”
"There's no position, there's nothing, so there's a reason for us to stand on the sidelines and watch the game!"
"Wow...... yes, why didn't I think of it? That way, you can see Chan up close! ”
At this time, several young people walked past Peel, who pondered for a moment and suddenly asked them, "Who is Chen?" ”
Several young men looked at him like idiots.
"You don't even know Chen? I very much doubt you're an Amsterdammer! ”
Pique's eyes slowly lit up, and he quickly looked at the court, and he quickly found that young, sunny, and handsome face!