Chapter 34: Saint Harry
"Smack!"
In a bar called Saint Harry not far from St. Mary's Stadium, Harry, the owner of the bar with a scarlet rosacea, slammed the beer bottle in his hand to the ground, which frightened the originally noisy bar to calm down suddenly.
"You're talking!"
Harry was fat, typically over-alcoholic, and had drunk a lot of it tonight, walking staggeringly, but struggling to climb up the bar counter and point to all the people in the bar, who were basically regular customers.
"What does it mean to be excessive? What is hubris? What is arrogance? ā
When Harry drank, his mouth was full of spittle, spraying everywhere.
"We've endured long enough, I've fucking had enough!"
All the Saints die-hard fans present were silent.
Just now, they were still expressing their opinions on a series of remarks by the new owner, and most of them felt that the new owner was a bit arrogant in saying this, after all, it was a League One team, but it threatened to challenge all the giants, which would offend many people.
"I was a fan in 1978, when we were promoted from the second tier to the first tier, and since then, we have never been relegated for decades, until 2005, when we were relegated from the English league, what was our slogan?"
'The second year back in the Premier League, and since then, every year we've been shouting about attacking the Premier League, but in 2009 we were humiliated relegated from the second tier of the Championship, why?'
In the face of Harry's spitting questions, everyone present fell silent.
"Humility, subtlety, restraint...... What does this bring us? What can our grief, our groveling, bring us? Walcott, Gareth? Bale, we're watching our good players, one by one leaving our team, do we have a solution? ā
As he said this, two lines of cloudy tears fell from Harry's red eyes.
Thirty years of affection, from childhood to adulthood, Southampton seems to be his life, he hopes that he can be a saint for a lifetime, and also hopes that his children and grandchildren can continue to be a devout saint.
But young people like Manchester United, they like Chelsea, they like Manchester City, who knows you Southampton?
"In 2009, the team was in financial crisis, our club management was incompetent, the team went bankrupt and was held in trust by a government agency. Le Tissier, our God, he ran around the city and called for more Southampton fans to donate money to help the team through the difficult times, but the result? ā
"500,000 pounds, all of us combined only took out 500,000 pounds!"
What does this mean? This means that Southampton is only worth this half a million in the hearts of all of us! ā
"But people, the Chinese you are accusing and criticizing, he did not hesitate to invest fifteen million, he wants to invest 30 million in the team's training base, he has spent 10 million for the team's recruitment, what qualifications do you have to criticize and criticize others?"
"Did he say it wrong? Isn't he right? Why should we be afraid of those English teams? Are we one less than them? Or are we weaker than them? Are we inherently worse than them? ā
The whole bar was silent, and everyone was silent, silent.
"You will never forget how those damn Portsmouths humiliated us, when we were relegated from the English League and they were promoted from the Championship, they humiliated and ridiculed us with impunity, and we were powerless to let them humiliate and satirize, that is a shame for all Southamptons!"
Portsmouth is also a small city on the south coast of the United Kingdom, which has been growing rapidly in recent years, and Brighton further east, both of which aim to replace Southampton as the flag city of the south coast.
This also leads to a very strong atmosphere of sworn enemies between the three cities, especially Southampton and Portsmouth, which are almost a replica of Manchester and Liverpool on the south coast.
It is said that when Southampton opened a train to London, the people of nearby Portsmouth preferred to take a longer detour than to take a train to Southampton, a tradition that has not changed even now.
However, in recent years, Southampton has been included in the London economic circle and has become a livable city, more and more Londoners choose to work in London during the day and live in Southampton at night, making the area around Southampton quickly develop into a seaport metropolis, while Portsmouth has not changed much, it is still like a small port.
In the eyes of the Portsmouthers, the only thing they can match Southampton is that their team has done much better than Southampton in recent years, even if they were relegated from the English League to the Championship this season.
But it's still one level above Southampton, isn't it?
"What do you think, Peter?" Harry suddenly pointed to a middle-aged man in his fifties in the bar.
His name was Peter, nicknamed Saint Peter, and he was the goalkeeper for the team's Staupwood, but he was a man that all Saints fans looked up to, because twenty years ago he gave up his job as an engineer in London and chose to return to Southampton as a regular janitor, and he worked there for twenty years.
The position of goalkeeper is low, insignificant, but he can learn a lot of inside information that the outside fans can't know, and Peter is highly educated and has his own independent thinking and judgment, so he has a lot of weight among the Saints fans.
'The new owner is very young, only 20 years old, a bit of a fool, but I can see that he is very determined to run Southampton, and I have heard that he was at Staptwood yesterday afternoon and immediately raised the budget for the new training base from £30 million to £50 million, and asked it to be completed within two years.
"Wow!" Everyone present was in an uproar.
The previous £30 million was already a lot of money, and now it's another £20 million?
'Not only that, but there have been new players coming in the last two days, and I've seen them play, and they're all capable and young. Hunt said Bielsa was very happy with the new batch of players, the price is not high, but the quality group. ā
"According to Martin? Hunt's assessment, not surprisingly, is no problem with promotion in the new season. ā
Upgrade, the word is too tempting for Southampton fans!
"And Martin? Hunt also said that the team is still continuing to bring in reinforcements, and I heard that at least two top stars will be brought in. ā
"Two big stars? Is it true? ā
"Are you really going to bring in two big stars?"
"Who? Peter, have you heard of who it is? ā
As soon as Peter's words fell, the bar suddenly became noisy again, and everyone rushed to ask questions.
"I don't know who it is, it's the club running, it's confidential, I don't know for sure, but I've heard that the progress is okay, it's just not finalized yet, after all, we are a League One team."
Everyone agrees with Peter's words that League One teams really don't have much appeal to top stars.
However, it is not difficult to see the ambition of the team from the club's courage to operate top stars.
"Damn, I've had enough!" I don't know who it was, but I smashed the beer bottle in my hand to the ground again.
"Even the new owner, who wasn't a Saints fan in the first place, has such ambitions, could it be that we Saints die-hard fans are not as good as him? So what qualifications do we have to claim to be die-hard saints? ā
"Yes, damn it, the new boss has done it, what we fans didn't say, in a word, support to the end!"
"Yes, support to the end!"
"Maybe we don't have the money, but we will support the team!"
"Support Southampton, support the new boss!"
Saint Harry stood on the bar and heard the crowd below, so he shouted loudly, "Be quiet, be quiet, listen to me!" ā
Everyone fell silent, and they all looked at the fat rosacea.
"In the past, we didn't have a strict fan organization in Southampton, now we have a new owner, we want to build a new team, we want to build a new club, then we have to have a decent fan organization, so tomorrow I have to apply to the team to create an official fan organization, called Saint Harry!"
"Good, Saint Harry!"
"That's a good name, count me in!"
"Count me in!"
"My whole family joined!"
"And we, too, join the whole family!"
The group of people below immediately enthusiastically supported it.
"Harry, we'd better start a website to attract more fans, and those young fans, many of Southampton's die-hard fans are old fans now, and we should actively attract more young fans to join, they are the future of this city, this team." Peter mentions yƬ below.
Harry nodded vigorously, "Okay, that's it, we'll start preparing tomorrow!" ā
"Good!"
"Great!"
"We're going to organize more events, go to every game, and let the guys who look down on us in Southampton see the majesty of our saints!"
"yes, scare them to death!"
In the midst of the crowd, Southampton's former legendary footballer, Matthew? Le Tissier sat in an inconspicuous corner, silently watching this qiÄ, and he felt that the craze for football that Southampton fans had been passing for many years was about to emerge.
The city hasn't felt the passion for football in a long, long time!
Over the years, the city's economy has been expanding, but it has always been regrettable.
That's because there is no football.
In the UK, cities without football are always a bit lacking.
Suddenly, Matthew? Le Tissier understands the intentions of the new owner, who is encouraging more and more people to rediscover their passion for football, and who is trying to make football a religion that has become the heart of the harbour city.
His seemingly arrogant remarks actually spoke to the hearts of Saints fans and stirred up the frenzy in their hearts.
Who doesn't think their team is the strongest?
Who wants to admit that their team is not as good as others?
"Perhaps, he can really lead Southampton to a revival!"
Matthew? Le Tissier underestimated Yang Huan's ambitions, as the pinnacle of Southampton's more than 100-year history was an FA Cup triumph in 1976.
It was also the only trophy in Southampton's history to win a top-flight domestic competition.
For Yang Huan, an FA Cup championship, this goal is too small.
Just in Matthew? Le Tissier walked out of Saint Harry's Bar and was walking home when his cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
An unfamiliar caller ID.
After connecting, the person on the other side of the phone spoke directly.
"Hello, Matthew? Mr. Letisier, I'm Yang Huan! ā
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