Chapter 34
After six club friendly matches, Zhou Liran kept every opponent scoreless, and the English media outside have begun to praise him as a goalkeeper.
David Seaman was almost crying. I have shed blood for the Three Lions, I am English, and I have kept many opponents scoreless. How come I have never been called a goalkeeper? Is it because I'm not standing high enough? Or is it because I’m not handsome enough?
That's fine! You still go out of your way to find me, a retired person, to interview me and ask me what I think of the Iron-Man? The Iron-masked Superman... huh?
"Iron Man?" David Seaman suppressed his laughter. "He, that, is Endrit the Iron Man? Well... I think he's pretty good. My wife likes him very much. Hahaha..."
David Seaman couldn't help it, because he had never heard such a funny nickname before.
"Well, what do you think of his future? I wish him to join the national team as soon as possible, but I think the data from his six club friendly matches is obviously not enough, so I still hope he can continue to keep a clean sheet and become our England's real goalkeeper."
Although he couldn't hold back his laughter at the beginning, what David Seaman said later was true. He really hoped that England would produce a real goalkeeper, a goalkeeper famous all over the world, not just a goalkeeper who was crowned king in England.
David Seaman looked at the recorders held by the reporters in front of him, took a deep breath and said seriously: "If Endrit can keep shutting out opponents like this in the future, then we won't always fail in the World Cup."
Modern football originated in England, but English football... Alas, even if the English Football Association keeps trying to protect local players, you can't stand up on your own. No matter how much you praise and flatter, you'll be no match for them in the Champions League and the World Cup. Think about the World Cup in Korea and Japan that he participated in... Damn, what a rubbish country, nmsl!
David Seaman, who was cursing in his heart, obviously couldn't curse out loud, so he ended the interview early. The media didn't continue to ask questions and left very politely with the recorder. David Seaman felt much better immediately: Look, although he has retired, his status is still there. When the media saw the newly emerging goalkeepers this year, didn't they immediately think of him, the meritorious goalkeeper?
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The next game after the six club friendly matches is the England Community Shield, which is a tournament held annually by the English Football Association. The opponents are the Premier League champions and FA Cup champions of the previous season. It is a competition with a very long history. It is held every year before the start of the new Premier League season and is equivalent to the opening game of the new Premier League season.
It is worth mentioning that there is no prize money in the Community Shield. The winning team will receive a Community Shield, and all the proceeds from the game will be donated to charity.
No one knows whether the donated money was discounted in the end, but we are very active in selling tickets every year. When Chelsea was still playing a friendly match with Brondby, this year's Community Shield had already been promoted, and everyone knew that the two opponents in this year's game were Chelsea and Manchester United.
On the evening of August 1, after the club's friendly match, Mourinho looked at Endrit who was eating and asked him out of the blue: "I will still be on the bench for this year's Community Shield. Can you keep the goal?"
Zhou Liran almost spit out his food. He swallowed the food with some difficulty and looked up at Mourinho, "Huh?"
"Then I'll take that as your consent."
"No, coach, the opponent is Manchester United..."
"What's wrong with Manchester United? What are you afraid of?" Mourinho sneered, not taking the man who dominated the Premier League for decades seriously. "Even if we lose, I won't let you go without a ball. Just remember that."
"Oh." Zhou Liran said softly, but he was still a little confused, "Coach, what do you mean by this?"
Mourinho picked up the water cup and put it in front of Zhou Liran with a bang, "Drink water, it's just a meal, why are there so many problems?"
Zhou Liran: ...
Zhou Liran returned home with full of doubts and still couldn't figure out what Mourinho was going to do after thinking for a long time. However, after taking a shower, he put a towel on his head, walked to the desk, and took out a black leather diary from the black backpack next to him.
This was the first thing he bought for himself when he was very young using the pocket money he got from his grandfather. On it was a description of his previous life that he had written as a child. At that time, he was very afraid that he would forget his past life, that he would forget his name, that he would forget everything about his past, and that he would repeat the same mistakes again, so he quickly wrote down whatever he thought of.
After writing on and off for more than ten years, Zhou Liran discovered that he had a very good memory and could remember everything about his previous life with just a little recollection.
So he hid the notebook and began to be afraid to recall his past life, which was a complete failure for him.
Zhou Liran took out the lighter he bought this afternoon from his pocket, found a basin, threw the diary into the basin, and lit it.
The blazing flames instantly rose up. Zhou Liran looked away, took out a calendar from the side, took out a pen, circled Sunday, August 5, and wrote a note below with a line of small words: Endrit's first official game.
Yes, Endrit.
He will no longer think in his heart that he has always been the Zhou Liran in his previous life. He will not still regard himself as the loser in his previous life. He is Endrit Carter. The name Zhou Liran is just his Chinese name. He is the future goalkeeper.
Oh no, people outside are saying he is the goalkeeper now~
Endrit reached out and touched his face, and sighed softly: Humans, it turns out that they all look at faces.
[Ding～]
[After testing, the main system determined that the host has not changed, and the unbinding failed]
The smile on Endrit's face froze, and he gritted his teeth: "System?"
My goodness! He was saying goodbye to the past and embracing a new life, but this broken system was trying to exploit a bug and untie him!
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Endritt had a dreamless night and was in a good mood after embracing a new life. When he came to Chelsea the next day, he finally understood why Mourinho suddenly said those inexplicable words last night.
At this moment, all the Chelsea players are standing in the locker room. Mourinho has just announced the starting lineup for the Community Shield on August 5, which is still a shocking list of substitutes.
"I know many of you are very dissatisfied with my previous decision that Endrit will always start as long as he can keep a clean sheet. But why, until now, no player dared to stand in front of me and ask me why he has such a privilege?" Mourinho's voice was not loud, but his words made many people lower their heads unconsciously.
There was indeed dissatisfaction at the beginning, especially when Lampard was directly sent to play in the first game of this season. Many players, even Mourinho's direct players, were very dissatisfied with Endrit, believing that the existence of this paratrooper lowered their overall evaluation.
But they didn't think so from the beginning of the second game. Seeing Mourinho being particularly strict with Endrit, some players on the field couldn't help but wonder: Did Endrit offend the coach?
But why did the coach say this at this time? Is it because they are dissatisfied with their "isolation" of Endrit? That must be the case. It's been almost a month, and I guess Endrit doesn't even know everyone yet.
But it's not that they don't want to get to know Endrit, it's just that Endrit is either in training or on his way to training. They asked to get to know each other after the training, but while they were still lying there resting, Endrit was already standing on the court full of energy and continuing his ball-saving training.
How do they get to know each other? How did you know each other?
"I've been waiting for you to voice your dissatisfaction so that I can tell you that I am happy to give this privilege to all of you! As long as you are like Endrit, telling me that if you lose a game, he will never stand on the court again, then I will give you this privilege!"
Endrit: ? !
What the hell? No, you... No wonder you said those things to me last night, so you wanted to provoke his teammates like this today? Hmm...it seems like it's also helping me integrate into this team.
After Mourinho said this, his teammates were more accepting of his previous "privileges". He would think that he has the privilege not because he is special, but because he works hard enough to have this privilege - the fact that Mourinho has arranged so much training for him during this period and he cannot stop every day is the best proof of this.
"Now, stand up and tell me who still wants this privilege! As long as there is someone who can do what he says like Endrit, I can help you train like I helped Endrit. As long as you can do it, even if everyone in the world opposes this, I will let you start all the time!"
There was complete silence. The entire locker room was so quiet that even the sound of breathing could be heard.
Endrit felt that many people's eyes were on his face at this moment, as if they wanted to observe his expression - but they were destined to be disappointed, because Endrit had long since mastered the skill of keeping a straight face no matter what happened. He was shocked at what Mourinho said just now, but he didn't show any expression at all.
"Until August 5, what I said is valid. You can come to my office anytime."
Mourinho's eyes swept over everyone, staying on each one for a few seconds, before turning around and leaving the locker room.
As soon as Mourinho left, Endrit left and was surrounded by his teammates: Cech, who had been staring at Endrit expressionlessly in the past few days, also came over and said in a surprised tone, "Did you really say that? If you can't keep a clean sheet, you won't continue to play?"
Of course, Endrit would not vent his anger at this time. He nodded gently and said, "Yes."
John Terry coughed lightly, pulled Cech over and looked at Endrit, "Why did you do this? I'm not questioning you, I'm just a little surprised, because with your current ability, you will be successful no matter which team you go to, right?"
Do you need a reason for this? Did you notice something?
"My father is a Chelsea fan, and I am also a Chelsea fan. Coming to Chelsea's youth training is the greatest decision of my life," Endrit paused and remembered a sentence from Shakespeare, "My life may end, but my reputation will last forever."
Endritt raised his hand and pointed out the window, "One day, I will have a statue of me erected on the Stanford stadium."
"Okay, time's up, I have to go train."
Behind him, the locker room was silent. Everyone opened their mouths silently, turned their heads to look at the people around them, and only breathed a sigh of relief when they found that they were equally surprised.
Help, why is this kid so scary?
They thought so, and then subconsciously looked at Cech, who immediately glared back, "Why are you looking at me? I don't have that idea!"
Cech cursed back, but in his heart he was thinking that he had to go back and talk to his agent. He just wondered if the promise that boss Abramovich made to him before was still valid?
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