Chapter 266 Wayne Bridger is loyal
Although the media did not pay much attention to the match between Chelsea and Blackburn before the game, the huge 6:0 victory still made the reporters who came to Stamford Bridge very excited. They all felt that they should come to interview Chelsea in every game in the future so as not to miss the hot news.
After the game, Wang Li, who performed a hat trick, naturally got the champagne that meant the best player of the game. When he was holding the bottle of wine in his right hand and walking towards the locker room from the path of the stadium and passing through the mixed passage, he was stopped by many media reporters. Wang Li, who had just scored three goals and was in a good mood, also accepted interviews from these reporters.
Just as Dan was about to speak, a cute and familiar figure caught his eye among the reporters. Wang Li's mind almost stopped working for several seconds. He stared at the Chinese girl with dimples on her face for a long time before he was sure that there was nothing wrong with his eyesight.
Li Qitong
This name suddenly popped into Wang Li's mind.
'How did she end up at Stamford Bridge?'
'She seems to have become a reporter?'
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In an instant, Wang Li had a lot of questions in his mind.
Wang Li still had a good impression of this Chinese girl. As a Chinese at heart, he still liked cute and introverted Chinese women. Moreover, in all their interactions, Li Qitong's cheerfulness, generosity and beauty really left a very good impression on him. Moreover, she was the first girl that moved Wang Li since he came into this world.
Perhaps, among the numerous media reporters, Li Qitong's petite figure was so inconspicuous, but seeing the black-haired boy in front of them staring in one direction after he walked over, the reporters next to them consciously made way, and as a result, Li Qitong was squeezed in front of Wang Li.
Of course, she knew why the black-haired boy was surprised. However, she couldn't explain it in front of everyone. She just smiled and blinked her cute big eyes at Wang Li, then asked very professionally: "We got a big win at home. Are you very excited now? Can you tell me what you think of this game?"
"Oh?" Wang Li reacted, turned around and looked around, smiled at Li Qitong warmly, and said, "It's nothing. Facing an opponent like Blackburn, I don't think there is anything to be excited about a big win. This is understandable. The gap in strength between the two teams is too big."
"Then, can you tell me why Chelsea didn't score a goal in the first half?" Li Qitong pursed her lips, which looked so tempting when they opened and closed.
"This kind of thing always happens on the football field. The opponent adopted a defensive tactic in the first half. Just like the boss said, the opponent parked a bus in front of the goal. Even if we tried to attack, it was very difficult to score. This is normal."
The reporters around laughed when they heard the sarcasm in Wang Li's mouth. Blackburn's defensive tactics were really embarrassing enough. Of course, this was based on the premise that Chelsea won a big victory. If Blackburn really maintained a draw, then they would become the spokespersons of wisdom. In short, on the football field, the result is everything.
At this time, although the reporters around them were aware that the rookie Oriental reporter in front of them might know Wang Li, as a competitor, they still did not allow a foreign rookie reporter to steal the spotlight. A reporter from The Sun squeezed past Li Qitong and asked, "Mr. Allen, can you tell me why you can jump so high? Many fans have doubts about this. Many people think that if you play basketball, you will also perform well, at least you can dunk."
Seeing Li Qitong's dilemma, Wang Li smiled apologetically and replied: "It's nothing. I have a good physique, so I can jump higher. But if I change my career to become a basketball player, I'm afraid many fans will not agree."
Hearing Wang Li's answer, the reporters around him burst into laughter. It was ridiculous for an English dance master to give up football and become a basketball player. Then, a reporter from The Guardian asked, "Why didn't you express your opinion on the game before the match? Did you think you would definitely win the game, so there was no need to speak?"
"There is nothing to say. If I say that we will definitely win the game, you will say that I am arrogant. I think facts can prove everything. For example, in 10 days, there will be a highly anticipated game at this stadium. I think Chelsea will definitely win. Even if others ridicule and ridicule me, I will say so because I think it is a fact."
However, even though Chelsea achieved a rare nine-game winning streak, most of the media around them still dismissed Wang Li's statement. You know, the opponent is the glorious Manchester United team. Even if they did not perform very well at the beginning of this season, they cannot deny Manchester United's strength.
For both Manchester United and Chelsea, this game is completely different from the usual league games, just like the dispute between Real Madrid and Barcelona in La Liga. Many Real Madrid fans believe that winning the Spanish derby is more important than winning the league title. Even though the competition among the top teams in the Premier League is much more complicated than La Liga, the battle between Manchester United and Chelsea is not just about three points in the league. It is related to the form of the entire season, and even more to the face of the club and the weight of the team in terms of fans, media, the English Football Association, etc.
Even if they win the league title, fans will only think that Chelsea has performed outstandingly this season and is a dark horse that suddenly exploded. However, if they win Manchester United, Chelsea will take a big step forward on the road to becoming a top club, and the impression among fans will be completely different.
That's the beauty of this game.
After answering several reporters' questions, Wang Li gave Li Qitong an apologetic smile and walked towards the locker room with the bottle of champagne. After more than 90 minutes of confrontation, sweat was all over his body. He was sticky all over, and his most urgent need was to take a cold shower.
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In the Chelsea dressing room.
"Emperor Allen, you are finally back." Seeing Wang Li walk into the locker room with a bottle of champagne, Bridge welcomed him with a sarcastic smile on his face.
"Get lost"
Wang Li held the handle of the bottle of champagne in one hand and waved it towards Bridget's head, saying, "I'll give you some meat later. When Nellie comes, I'll ask her to visit you in the hospital, and we'll also perform a life of separation."
Bridget was startled, then he looked at Wang Li with a sad look and said, "You are so cruel. I just scored a goal and I don't want to be raped by you."
Wang Li made a nauseous expression and quickly threw the champagne to Bridget. He changed his clothes and went into the bathroom. When he came out wrapped in a white towel, the head coach Mourinho came in. He was very happy today. This 6:0 victory really made people feel happy. He turned and announced: "The team will have a seven-day holiday."
Although they had expected this result, the players still jumped for joy after hearing what the head coach said. However, most people in the locker room didn't care about it, such as Lampard, Bridge, Makelele, Robben... and so on.
From October 8th to October 15th are the national team match days stipulated by FIFA, and most of Chelsea's players will participate in the national team's World Cup qualifiers.
Of course, Wang Li is not included. He is still very happy in his heart. He has no interest in those meaningless World Cup qualifiers. It is really great to get a 7-day relaxing vacation.
Mourinho finished speaking, and after the players quieted down, he pointed at Wayne Bridge and said, "Come with me to the press conference."
Bridget could hardly believe her ears. She was stunned for a moment and said, "Me?"
Looking at the champagne stains still on Bridge's lower body, Mourinho frowned and said, "Hurry up and change your clothes." Then he turned and walked out of the locker room.
Wang Li chuckled and said, "Wayne, congratulations, you have gained the boss's favor."
"Favored?" Bridget scratched his head in confusion and said with a silly smile, "I've never participated in a post-match press conference at Chelsea. Maybe I'm going to be a big star?"
"Big star, come and sign an autograph." Wang Li patted Bridge's forehead, turned to Lampard and said, "Frank, come on, take a photo of the two of us as a souvenir."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
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Jose Mourinho has never been a generous person. Even though Chelsea won a big victory, he still remembered deeply that Souness left without shaking his hand after the game.
Therefore, as soon as he sat down at the press conference, Mourinho talked about this game: "I think the team played very uncomfortably in this game. Before the game, Mr. Souness and the Blackburn players kept saying that they would bring a wonderful game to the fans, but I didn't find any excitement in the game at all. Throughout the game, Blackburn has been hiding in the penalty area like a turtle. I really feel ashamed for Blackburn fans. Did they come from Blackburn to Stamford Bridge just to watch such an unquestionable defense? Alas..."
The reporters were well aware of Mourinho's arrogance and were accustomed to it. However, Souness was sitting next to them, and the Portuguese still made such blunt sarcasm, which immediately made the atmosphere heated up. The reporters handed the microphone to the black-faced coach next to him and asked him for his response to Mourinho's statement.
"There's nothing much to say. Congratulations to Chelsea on their victory. We lost the game and we also lost our dignity. But after Christmas, at Ewood Park, we will win it back." After saying these harsh words, Souness didn't have the face to stay here anymore, so he just leaned over and left, leaving behind a group of reporters with mocking eyes on their faces.
After Souness left, Mourinho casually answered a few reporters' questions, then made a victory declaration for the next game against Manchester United and left the press conference.
At this time, Wayne Bridge, who had been sitting next to Mourinho, finally became the protagonist of the game and immediately became the favorite of reporters.
"Mr. Bridge, congratulations on scoring a goal in this game. Are you satisfied with your performance in the game?"
Bridget smiled and imitated Wang Li, answering confidently: "I am very satisfied. Since the beginning of the game, I knew I would score a goal. You see, now it just proves my point." In fact, Bridget felt that when Wang Li said this, it was very attractive to girls, so he decided to imitate this way of answering this time...
"So you think your goal was natural? Was it expected before the game?" a Guardian reporter confirmed in disbelief.
Bridge calmed himself down and said, "Of course, I think it's easy to score in the Premier League, and Chelsea's victory is a matter of course."
However, Wang Li was obviously confident when he said this, and his performance time and time again proved his ability, but Bridget did not realize that he did not have the ability and performance to say such things.
The reporters in the audience were the same. After hearing Bridge's speech, they all thought that this playboy from England had lost his mind. He actually boasted that he would win. You know, he is just a defender, and a defender who only got a starting position this season.
So, after Bridge said this, the reporters were no longer interested in his performance and instead asked him what he thought of his teammate Allen Wang, who scored a hat trick in this game.
"I heard that you and Allen are friends off the court. Do you have a good relationship?"
Hearing that the reporter no longer cared about his opinions and performance, Bridge could only reply depressedly: "Of course, Alan and I are close friends. In the team, I know him best."
"So can you tell me how far his relationship with Princess Angela has progressed? I mean, has there been any bigger developments, like... having sex?"
Although Bridget acted a little silly just now, as a playboy in the past, his IQ is definitely above average, so he is not stupid enough to disclose his teammates' personal problems, so he said: "No, Alan usually spends most of his time working hard on his skills, so he can perform so well."
"Do you think Alan is the hardest working person at Chelsea?"
Bridget lied without any guilt. He nodded calmly and said, "Yes, he gets up very early every day and comes to the club to train at around 7 o'clock."
"But why do I always see him running into Chelsea Club after 9:30 in the morning?" a local Fulham media raised the question in his mind.
"Oh, that's because he often has to go to eat breakfast after 9 o'clock after training. Well, that's it..."
"But every afternoon, I see..."
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At this moment, Bridget deeply realized that telling a lie requires more lies to cover it up. For the sake of his good friend's reputation, his mind worked at high speed, and he made up various answers like a machine to deal with the questions of dozens of reporters present.
I have to say, Wayne Bridger is really loyal.
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