In London, after watching the game, Jonker drove straight to the Chelsea training base in the suburbs, regardless of what time it was.

He wants to practice, test his all-round sense of football, and confirm the experience he has gained from watching the game.

However, this kind of training is in the middle of the night, and it is not something you can practice if you want to.

Looking at the closed door, Jonk realized that he was a little anxious.

But he couldn't wait, for fear that after one night, he wouldn't have the feeling he has now, so he must catch it.

Dial Abu's phone, after connecting, obviously Abu's mood is not very good, can it be better, his team has just suffered a defeat at Camp Nou, Barcelona defeated Chelsea 2-1, originally thought that Jonk was calling to comfort himself, who thought but heard, "Quickly let people open the door of the training base, I will train!" ”

It's crazy, it's crazy at night!

And that's not all, "I found some inspiration to play, hurry up, I watched the Arsenal game live, and by the way, I called a few more players from the reserve team!" ”

Jonk was a little incoherent when he spoke, and Abu was stunned when he heard it, Nani? Looking for inspiration watching Arsenal games? Is the world too crazy, or is he outdated, why can't he understand it!

Abu was not in the mood to listen to Jonker's crazy words anymore, so he handed the phone directly to his assistant, asking him to meet Jonk's requirements for training at night, and he himself was going to find Lady Luck to vent.

It didn't take more than 15 minutes for the doors of the training base to finally open for Jonker, and another 10 minutes passed. Two reserve players are in place at the same time.

In a training field, the lights are on!

It was almost 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, and someone was training for football.

The two reserve players never thought of it. There will be people who train like this and play so arrogantly, I wonder if there are football fields in the Ludao community?

You can go wherever you want to train, and there are ready-made sparring partners wherever you want to find a sparring partner, so why bother!

The big boss's assistant arranged everything and temporarily transferred the two of them.

I don't know if the two of them are about to spend a good night with their girlfriends, training in the middle of the night? What a hell of a life!

Begin. The two of them just had the attitude of coping with things, but they didn't train for long, and their enthusiasm was fully aroused. Sturridge swears he has never seen anyone so good.

His own passes felt a little uninteresting, but Jonke was stunned by the lame passes. It turned into a beautiful goal.

Although there is no goalkeeper. But the way to score goals, that's called a freewheeling, poor guy who is still in charge of defense, from the beginning of training, have you ever touched the ball, like a stupid boy, just run away stupidly!

It's awesome! The talented striker of the first team, Jonker, is so terrifying!

Sturridge didn't act like a companion. Completely losing the confidence to defend Jonker, he has a strong fighting spirit. Vowed to one day be like his own Joank, playing his own defensive player.

Jonk is even more cheerful, his thoughts are right, pay attention to the judgment when the ball starts, and then relax himself, there is no need to deliberately think about this treatment, it is very natural in place, casual movements, everything looks and feels so perfect.

This is what I want, two hours of training, I have been practicing repeatedly, Sturridge thought of something, but he didn't grasp it yet, the one who came with him had already been unable to find the south, south, west, and northwest, and all he wanted was to end it quickly, nothing else, such training was only torture for him.

Jonk was still a little unsatisfied, but it was too late, so he asked the two sparring partners to leave and find his own feelings.

The janitor, John Sr., thought that everyone had already left, and was ready to turn off the lights and close the door again.

Who would have thought that Jonk was still constantly dribbling the ball to find a feeling, and now where have I seen a player practicing in the middle of the night!

John Sr. has always been a Chelsea fan, and Jonk is certainly no stranger to him, a talented young man in the first team, but now it seems that there is more to it than just genius.

In the 10 years since his retirement, he has chosen to be a gatekeeper for the club he has followed all his life, Chelsea, just to see the rise of the club and he saw it, and he did see it today.

Money can't buy the hard work of the players, nor can it buy the camaraderie of the fans.

John Sr. has been a Chelsea player all his life, and when he saw Jonk in the light, sweating, and shooting with the ball seriously, he seemed to see a brilliant future for Chelsea, and the young man named Jonk must be an important member of it.

One old and one young, each doing what he wants to do.

Jonk is training selflessly, while John Sr. is reminiscing about the more than 60 years he has spent with Chelsea and looking forward to a glorious future.

Before you know it, the sky is already bright, the starlight has faded, and the faint moonlight is still swaying the faintest light.

"Young man, it's time to take a break!"

Old John handed over a bottle of water and smiled a lot at Jonck.

Jonk vaguely remembered that this was the janitor, and in the past there were reporters in front of the gate, hurrying and leaving, never paying close attention to the Chelsea man who should have been the first to see every day.

"Thank you, thank you, I'm really sorry for causing you trouble!"

Looking at the old man who was already full of gray hair, Jonk only had apologies in his heart at this moment.

"Don't say that about young people, I love to see you in the blue jersey and train seriously on the training ground, believe me, one day, young man, you will"

Saying that, Old John made a very exaggerated gesture, but Jonk understood that only God knows the result of the Dao, and people cannot predict it.

Jonker's words were moved, his heart was warm, the recognition of an old man was more touching than anything else at the moment, it wasn't even a competition, it was just a person who practiced, and the old man would be like this.

"Thank you, I will definitely invite you to drink when the time comes!"

"Ha Luha, yes! Let's taste the wine of victory together! ”

John Sr. left with a smile and began to prepare to clean up the football on the field and turn off the night lights.

Jonk was able to let the old man work alone, and was ready to go up to help, but the old man said that he would not let Jonk do anything, and had to do it by himself, "Young man, your task now is to go home and get a good night's sleep!" ”

Back in the villa, Jonk was still reminiscing about the old man's smile in his mind before he fell asleep

The defeat to Camp Nou marked Chelsea's second defeat in a row.

Jose Mourinho is under the most pressure since taking charge of Chelsea this season, but Portugal are not silent, but are fighting back in his own way.

For Portuguese teenager Jose Mourinho, the Millennium Stadium in Cardiff means the biggest test of his fabulous managerial career. It took him five years to create this myth, but in just eight days in February, he lost his wife and then his soldiers in the FA Cup, then won and then lost in Campano, and if he loses again in the Carabao Cup final, he may continue to be admired, but he will never be a halo God again.

In order to prove that he was not the soon-to-be-stabbed Caesar in the Senate, Mourinho said: "Who team is in a better position than Chelsea in the world today? Do you want to switch places with Ferguson and Arsene Wenger? We are nine points clear and we have not lost at home to Milan or suffered a 3-1 defeat away. If you think two consecutive defeats will make me doubt my own abilities, or doubt our future, then I can tell you: no way. Honeymoon over? My wife and I have been on our honeymoon for 20 years. ”

However, the gloomy British media has not forgotten to make a big fuss about Mourinho's origins.

Where did Mourinho come out, Camp Nou!

He used to be a translator!

Interpreter takes Chelsea back to his hometown!

No wonder Mourinho is so cold-hearted, what happened to his background as a translator, he has always been disgusted that someone uses his previous translation work to compare with the current manager.

"People will keep moving forward, no one knows what they will do in the next second, maybe in a second, I will become the almighty master!"

There is still half a sentence, Mourinho did not say, but the meaning is very clear, what a person who hates journalists will do when he becomes a master.

Chelsea's successive defeats have once again turned the British media into Chelsea's page, with Mourinho has no worries about no topic, this is the first time, the arrogance when he first came, the caution of the interruption, and then the counterattack later, Mourinho has been performing another wonderful off the field all the time. (To be continued......)