It was early in the morning when he got home, and Aldrich entered the house, put his suitcase aside, and walked upstairs step by step, taking off his clothes at the same time.

With a satisfied smile on his lips, he collapsed on the big bed, his mind replaying the victory over and over again, Southgate couldn't hold back his emotions and burst into tears as he lifted the trophy.

The past season has been too difficult for him, overwhelmed by the pressure of being accused of being a sinner by England fans, and his off-field exposure has plummeted, which is a sense of self-preservation, not wanting to have anything to do with the public media, for fear of being asked about the penalty loss at Euro 96.

This season, Southgate, who has been consistent in his performances, has become the anchor of Millwall's backline, and unlike Stam's fierce and ferocious, he has the style of a general, not just a centre-back who does the dirty work, but also has a calmer handling of the ball and consciously cultivates a big-picture vision, which is more in line with Millwall's overall tactics.

The young players were holding on to the trophies and were reluctant to let go, happy as if they had not grown up

Just as Aldrich was about to fall asleep, the landline phone on the bedside table suddenly rang.

Aldrich reluctantly reached for the phone and put it to his ear.

Heard something that made him cry and laugh.

"Boss, I can't sleep"

Aldrich almost yelled at the phone: But I was just about to fall asleep when you disturbed me!

"Andrey, let's talk about it. Don't you have a girlfriend? ”

"Nope."

By noon the next day, Aldrich was still lying on his back in bed, the phone right next to his head. If the ears are close. You can hear the sound of a beep disconnecting.

The downstairs door was opened from the outside. Melanie, dressed in a cool dress, rushed in like a wind, and did not find Aldrich on the first floor, so she immediately ran upstairs, but he was not seen in the gym or study, and finally pushed open the bedroom door to make her show a ridiculous look.

Slowly climbing onto the bed, Melanie straddled him, leaning over as Aldrich woke up. With a confused expression, Melanie kissed him on the mouth and said with a smile: "Congratulations! Champion Coach! ”

Yesterday she was inseparable from the performance, and she couldn't go to the Netherlands to cheer for Aldridge in person, and Aldridge didn't care, after all, Millwall was already pressed for time.

Aldridge rubbed his eyes, and at this time, Melanie smelled the wine on him, covered her nose and said, "You went to bed without taking a shower yesterday?" It smells terrible, go take a shower! ”

Aldrich was still listless, when he sat up. Melanie was packing up her clothes on the floor, turned around and asked, "Called you last night." No one answered the mobile phone, the phone at home has been busy, I called once at three o'clock, the line is busy, the line is occupied once, and the line is still busy, and it is also busy this morning, are you deliberately putting the phone aside? ”

"Oh, no, there was a player who couldn't sleep last night, won the championship, was extremely excited, called me to chat, and I don't know what time I fell asleep."

"Who?"

"Shevchenko."

"Oh, you guys have such a good relationship, what did you talk about?"

"Uh, forgot"

Aldrich walked into the bathroom, he did forget what he had talked about with Shevchenko, most of them were daily trivialities, in fact, they were just something like "one sheep, two sheep, three sheep", which calmed Shevchenko's mood.

After showering, Aldrich walked downstairs in shorts, Melanie cooked him some simple food in the kitchen, and Aldrich turned on the TV to watch the news.

"I'm not emphasizing that Millwall have become the strongest team in Europe, I'm more interested in the team spirit, like Shankly and Paisley's Liverpool, now Millwall is showing a united side, passion and joy, the scene when they came back to London last night, the players chanting the treble like a game, do you think they are arrogant? I don't think so, they're enjoying football and enjoying the sport! What do we see from Aldrich Hall? Is he calm when he is commanding on the spot? Not only that, but we should also see how his team reacted when they miraculously won the title in their first European game. Turning towards Sir Robson to shake hands, Hall was wild but elegant, and he redefined Millwall's ethos, which made him not only outstanding in the managerial circle, but also respected by his peers. ”

The talker on the TV show is Liverpool legend Alan Hansen, who claimed last season that Manchester United couldn't win any titles with a bunch of kids, and said he hoped Millwall wouldn't be scared by the big mouth of the adults' sports.

But this person, Aldrich doesn't hate him, because he has his own opinions, he will not tend to be inflammatory, it is normal for predictions to fail, compared to too many celebrities who express their opinions, most of them follow the crowd, he can always make some voices that are different from the mainstream.

Aldridge watched TV for a while, and most of the football shows were news praising Millwall's trophy winnings.

Melanie came out with a plate and handed it to Aldrich, then she took her handbag and took out several newspapers from it and placed them on the coffee table.

Aldridge looked down at the newspapers as he ate, Fleet Street was full of chanting, most of the covers were images of Millwall lifting the trophy, and there were photographs of Aldridge being thrown into the sky by the players.

Melanie sat across from Aldrich, staring at him with a smile on her face, which made Aldrich feel weird and furious.

"Have you seen enough?"

"Nope!"

"I haven't seen you in a few days, have I changed a lot?"

"Nope! So I can't get enough of it. ”

"Don't you have to work today?"

"Three days off."

"Wait a minute, work out with me?"

Melanie nodded with a smirk.

Aldrich rested for a while after eating, and Melanie also went to the bathroom to take a shower, and she looked more refreshed with her short haircut. Dressed in a black three-point, she pushed open the bedroom door. Didn't see Aldrich. I felt strange in my heart.

When she saw Aldrich jogging in the gym, she cried and laughed, "Exercising? ”

Aldrich turned his head to look at her, and when he saw her dress, he immediately smiled and said, "Yes, exercise!" ”

"Why don't you make it clear? I even took a shower. ”

"Which word is not clear? Didn't you rest for three days? Leave it for the evening. ”

"Can I beat you?"

"Then let's try it."

The gym was not small, and Aldrich and Melanie put on gloves and practiced the sport they usually do when they work out: boxing

In the evening, Aldrich drove Melanie back to her parents' villa in the eastern suburbs for dinner.

He still drove the BMW that Arthur had given him, and Melanie was a little upset.

"Do you hate the car I give you?"

"It's not. I like it very much, it's just too ostentatious, and it's okay to relax and drive for a ride once in a while, but it's not necessary to drive that car for work or short trips, and it's not convenient to park. ”

Aldridge told the truth, and Melanie was relieved.

But Aldrich thought more about it, probably his relationship with Melanie was like that Lamborghini. The life conciliator when they are occasionally relaxed, and the days of gathering less and leaving more make the two like a simple couple. Eternally stuck in a stage of "falling in love".

When I arrived at my parents' villa, my mother Amelia and my sister-in-law were busy with dinner, and there was already a rich dinner on the long table.

Andrew came single, holding his three-year-old nephew Bowen watching cartoons.

As soon as Aldrich entered the door, Andrew raised Bowen and smiled: "Uncle Aldrich, congratulations." ”

Aldridge walked over and pressed one hand on Andrew's head and smiled, "Xie Lu Xie." ”

He bent down and kissed Bowen on the forehead, and his nephew tugged at his sleeve and said, "Give me a Larson autograph." ”

Aldrich smiled and nodded in agreement.

"What about Arthur?"

"Still sleeping in the bedroom, I'll call him!"

Mother Amelia took the steak out of the oven and put it on the table, then went upstairs.

"What's going on? Arthur playing hi again? ”

Aldridge asked Andrew.

Andrew shrugged and said, "yes, he just got on the plane this morning, and when he was sent back by the old rascals, he thought he was in a hotel in Rotterdam and gave me a twenty-pound tip." ”

"Hahaha, speaking of which, I didn't meet him in the Netherlands yesterday."

Millwall arrived in Rotterdam early, as the club's president, Arthur and CEO Adam and other administrators arrived in the Netherlands on the day of the game, they were more like spectators, sitting directly in the stadium box, after the game Millwall was in a hurry to leave, Aldridge did not say hello to his father.

"Hehe, yesterday he was sitting in a box with the president of Barcelona, Nunez, and according to the old rascals, they were binge-popping in Rotterdam at night, and Arthur kept calling Nunez an annoying idiot. Barcelona didn't figure out the situation, Nunez thought that Arthur, as the chairman, could control the power of player transfers, so he kept testing Arthur and wanted to bring in Larsson, Arthur didn't want to talk to the other party, but he was harassed all the time"

Aldridge laughed: "So he really doesn't like to sit in the box and watch the game. ”

At the Lion's Den Stadium, Arthur no longer watched the game in the box, but sat in the stands with Puskas Yivan, and the European competition was the final, and he, as the chairman, could only sit in the box again, and this was a matter of the club's image.

With the owners or presidents of other Premier League clubs, Arthur could laugh and scold each other in the box for two hours, anyway, even if he was photographed outside, he didn't know what they were talking about.

After all, the owner or chairman of the Premier League, everyone meets every three months, most of the time they attack each other at the Premier League roundtable because of conflicting interests, and keep a smile in front of the public, but in private, everyone is not a good bird.

On the European stage, when facing the president or owner of a club from outside England, Arthur does not want to conflict with the other party, in England, everyone has the rules of the game and will not tear their faces in public, but the president or owner of a club in other countries, God knows if the opponent is a barrel of dynamite.

Yesterday's final was exciting, but Arthur was on pins and needles for two hours, fed up with Nunez's verbal harassment.

Aldrich laughed and suddenly felt as if he had forgotten something yesterday.

"What are you frowning for?"

Andrew looked at Aldrich in bewilderment.

"I feel like I missed something yesterday."

"Hehe, it's the post-match press conference, right? UEFA has issued a warning, but considering that Millwall has a final tomorrow, UEFA said that it is acceptable for you to be absent this time, but next time you will inform them in advance, and leave the reporters in the cold, but you are on a plane, what is the matter? ”

Aldrich patted his head and sighed: "That's really the case, no way, I was overjoyed at the time." ”

"Oh, Aldrich, come here, let me kiss it!"

Arthur, who was wearing pajamas, walked down from the stairs, and just halfway through to see Aldrich, Arthur's belly was still messy, and he sped up and rushed towards Aldrich.

But he didn't take two steps, and with a thud, he fell into the living room.

"Grandpa!"

"Oh my God!"

Bowen and Amelia exclaimed in unison.

Aldrich and Andrew hurried over to help him up.

I don't know if the big belly of the meat has a cushioning effect, or maybe the carpet is soft, Arthur got up immediately after he fell, hugged Aldrich and kissed him on the face, Ha Lu Ha Da Lu smiled: "Long live Millwall!" We are European champions! Die without regrets! ”

"I think if you die now, it will be the biggest regret!"

Aldrich said with a smile on his face.

Arthur's expression was stunned, and he asked rhetorically, "For what?" ”

"Because you're going to miss out on more championship moments at Millwall."

"Ahhh Son, I'm not going to die, I'm going to live to be two hundred years old and see Millwall win twenty, thirty, one hundred championship trophies! (To be continued......)