If you are a brother, come and play football

Chapter 52 It's You, the Family Man (Please collect and vote for me)
Mancini thought about it for two nights, and even got dark circles under his eyes, but he still couldn't come up with a name.

If they were called the Axis Big Three, they would probably immediately become the most hated combination in European football.

It's a pity that the team is in Genoa. If it were in Rome, there would be a Caesar, Pompey and Crassus, and he would personally serve as the Caesar of football.

This incident made Mancini very angry.

Federica, on the other hand, found it very useful.

Mancini would not lose his temper with her, but when he was in a bad mood, he was more powerful than usual.

Federica was even thinking about whether she should buy a few posters of Baggio to put up at home.

But when I think about Mancini's sour face all day long, I'd better forget it.

When Mancini went downstairs with the car keys, he discovered something terrible: there were reporters waiting for him by his car.

"Roberto, tell me why you stood up for Dejan?"

He asked in Italian with a London accent.

This question made Mancini feel better, at least someone noticed his efforts.

But how should I put it in a more stylish way? Mancini tried to recall the book he had read recently, and his face immediately darkened.

Shit, he was watching Sherlock Holmes before.

What should he say? There is only one truth?
Mancini recalled a sentence that was just right, and he said with some excitement: "When the law cannot bring justice to the parties involved, private revenge is justified and even noble from this moment on."

"Arthur Conan Doyle, that makes sense. You mean the referee didn't make a fair call?" the reporter asked.

"Yes, that's what I mean. Since he can't guarantee fairness, I will use my own way to maintain the purity of the game. Football cannot be tainted!"

Mancini said excitedly.

There was a determined expression on his face.

He wanted to give himself a thumbs up, it was such a nice thing to say.

Maybe he can get a title like Football Gentleman in the future.

"Then why are you helping Deyang? Is it because of your personal relationship?"

the reporter asked.

Mancini's face fell again.

Despite such a good opportunity, he hadn't even thought of a name for the group.

His attention was attracted by a scene on the roadside where a father was teaching his two children to love each other.

"...You are a family, connected by blood, and you should stand together against all odds."

Mancini immediately had an idea.

He turned around and smiled and said, "Dejan, Gianluca, and I are like family. When your family is threatened, you will do everything to protect them..."

He even showed off his not-so-standard English: "We are family!!!"

"Okay, thank you for the interview."

The reporter said politely.

Mancini, in a good mood, waved to him, turned around, got on his motorcycle, and drove away.

"Stupid Cupid Stop picking on me. I can't do my homework And I can't think straight! I meet him every morning At 'bout half past eight..."

Mancini was in a good mood and hummed some American jazz that he had heard before. He suddenly realized that he had a quick wit. With such a smart head, it would be a good idea for him to become a coach after retirement.

The boy named Francesco Totti is now 13 years old. Maybe he can coach him in the future if he becomes a coach.

The thought of throwing that kid to the bench made Mancini feel that coaching was a very promising job.

……

"Morning, Marco, you seem half asleep?"

Lu Deyang arrived at the locker room and found Lana, who was changing clothes, looking listless.

"Yesterday at the restaurant, I chatted with the waiter for a few minutes, and then she kept interrogating me about my relationship with the waiter," Lana said weakly. "I couldn't fall asleep until after 2 a.m.."

After changing his clothes, Lu Deyang patted his shoulder without saying anything.

You asked for it, don't complain.

As soon as he arrived at the training ground, he saw a lot of guns and weapons.

The game attracted more attention than he had expected. "Those are the English guys, and the German guys."

Pagliuca said.

He had already communicated with the reporters in the morning, but they refused to listen.

"You're from East Germany."

Lu Deyang said.

"When I just got out of prison, I definitely want to look around," said Paluka.

Out of prison?

Ah.

Freedom always comes at a price.

Lu Deyang began jogging to warm up, and the attention from the outside world made him a little nervous.

Being in this environment, it seems like you are the focus of the whole world.

This game doesn't seem to be a simple Serie A match, but a real "Victory Escape", and the losing side will be shot.

The training session hasn't started yet, and many tourists have come to the training ground.

Speaking German, I really think this place is a tourist attraction.

The entire day's training was under the spotlight.

On the way home, the motorcycle's weaknesses were exposed.

It doesn't matter that Lu Deyang has first-rate riding skills. Teammates like Pagliuca and Lanner who imitated him in riding motorcycles were easily stopped by reporters and forced to be interviewed.

When Lu Deyang got home, he unexpectedly saw Monica and asked, "Aren't you back to school?"

"I can't stay in school anymore. Those British people pretend to be students and chat with me. They also keep harassing my roommates," Monica complained.

Even if there were topics before, it wouldn't be like this.

"The Brits have always been like this."

Lu Deyang shrugged and said.

Even the princess doesn't care.

"How long will this last?" Monica asked helplessly.

"The game is over?"

Lu Deyang said uncertainly.

It is abnormal that this competition has received such high attention.

It’s mainly because there are too many coincidences happening at the same time.

First of all, those East Germans made this game their target. They themselves were the news. Add to that the topicality of the game, and the two combined created a media carnival in an era of scarce entertainment.

I guess even the finals in Italy this summer would be hard to replicate this kind of grand occasion.

Monica, who was in a bad mood, decided to give herself a snack, and Lu Deyang immediately felt his legs go cold.

Supplementing with salt and protein can indeed improve your mood.

Lu Deyang turned on the TV and saw Mancini appear on the TV wearing an Armani suit, with a lot of cameras in front of him.

This guy has always loved Armani suits.

"Um...what happened to Roberto?"

Monica asked after taking a glance.

Lu Deyang patted her head and said, "It should be nothing. You should be more focused on your work."

On TV, Mancini had a charming smile on his face.

Lu Deyang dared to guarantee that this guy had practiced in front of the mirror.

"I've been at Sampdoria for many years and I'm one of the captains, but I've never considered myself special," Mancini told reporters. "People often say I'm a good player, but I just take it as a joke. I don't think a striker is superior to a defender. Sampdoria is like a family, and I'm the eldest son. I have to take care of my brothers."

Dejan has a good personality, but he's a bit immature. I discovered his talent during the holidays, and he brought it to Genoa, and I've been his mentor along the way. You want me to define our relationship in one word? I have only one: We are family!!!

(End of this chapter)