ball magic

Chapter 690

Extra 690

This is the 1988 year.

Alex Byron is 32 years old.

In the 32 years he has experienced in the past, he never thought that he would be the "father" of an 8-year-old boy, and even more thought that he would take on the burden of sending him to tryouts.

He has shouldered such a heavy burden, but the boy looks even more dissatisfied than him, even wronged.

Well, even though the child just didn't say a word, Byron didn't think he was wrong in his judgment.

But it's not my fault.Byron thought aggrievedly, he wanted to explain.

"Rafa, good boy, I also hope that Al will come to see you off, so that I can lie comfortably on the sofa and play games. It's not me who made the mistake, please don't use Javier's stupidity to punish me, okay?"

He was so humble, but all he got was the boy's anger.

"Then why didn't you go to school? Why punish me for what that idiot did?"

Good question, very sharp.

Byron smiled bitterly and said, "Because I'm not Javier's guardian. The principal sent the guardian to the school. All I can do is play the role of the coachman, and after you get the good news, I will send you to Al's side."

That obviously wasn't enough to convince the kid.

The boy just bowed his head and fiddled with the bag on his lap that his dad had prepared for him before they set off.

As he lowered his head, it seemed that his pale blonde hair dimmed.

Although the child would only show his angelic side in front of his father and sister, and never looked good in front of him and Javier, Javier still felt distressed.

"No matter how you want to punish Javier, it will be after the trial. Now all you have to do is wait patiently for me to send you to the Cliff training base. After you pass the trial, we can Immediately to London."

But Raphael was not happy at all when he heard the news.

Because they took the train for nearly three hours when they came, and then Byron rented a car near the station, and they have been driving for a long time now.

It's been so long that he has regretted it.

Because he didn't want to leave his home, and he didn't want to leave his dad.

Byron didn't know what he was thinking, and when he found that such an argument couldn't impress the child, he changed it.

"After the trial is successful, we can call Al on their office phone. You know his number, right?"

These words finally made Raphael raise his head, and after glancing at him, he nodded.

Although he doesn't intend to join Manchester United, he still wants to perform well because he doesn't want his father to think that his ability is not enough.

He just didn't want to join Manchester United.

that is it.

Byron finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then started to introduce Manchester United to the kid.

After all, this kid has only been in the UK for 2 months, not only does he not understand English football, but he even looks down on him.

Although the child hid it well from his father, it couldn't be hidden from Byron.

He started with "Busby's children", which is the most attractive side in the history of the red club for nearly a century.Sorry for your condolences

However, what he didn't know was that the kids in the back seat only thought he was like a chattering, never-ending raven.

If it was before, Raphael would definitely shut him up.

But thinking of this journey that he thought was extremely long, Raphael knew that he had to appreciate it and treat this guy better.

So he just lowered his head, fiddled with the bag on his lap, and automatically blocked Byron's voice.

Until Byron let out a cheer, he raised his head and found that they had finally arrived at their destination——

Cliff Base.

His father told him that this is the best youth academy club in England because it has produced the most Mr Ballon d'Or.

Raphael scoffed at this.

He wouldn't care about this award that only judges the performance of European players.

If you really want to compare, Bobby Charlton and Kevin Keegan combined only took 3, while "Golden Arrow" Di Stefano took 5 alone.

Yes, he doesn't like England, nor does he despise English football.

But he also admits that he loves his dad, his papi.That's why he lives in England with his older siblings.

Byron stopped the car and had a chat with the doorman, who let them through after seeing their names on the appointment list.

After the car drove into the base, little Raphael observed the legendary training base.

Frankly, at first glance, it looks weird here.

Because the gates, high walls and office buildings here all look old and worn out.

The barbed wire on the training field, the towering floodlights and other training equipment placed on the field, although not new, have nothing to do with the old.

Maybe because today is Saturday, every training field has players of different ages receiving training, which makes this place seem extraordinarily lively.

Before little Rafa took a closer look, the car drove into the parking lot, and then he was called out by Byron.

He got out of the car cooperatively, and of course he didn't forget to take the bag his father had prepared for him.

After getting out of the car, Byron tried to take the bag from him, but Rafa refused.

He can handle it himself.

Byron shook his head speechlessly, and the parking lot attendant quickly came over to say hello to them.

Byron reported the name of the scout who invited them, and then they were taken to the training base of the children's group and met the head coach.

Raphael watched Byron and the head coach introduce himself in English with a blank expression. His gaze was already on the court, strictly speaking, on the turf there.

The turf here is obviously better than Chelsea's, and Rafa couldn't help yearning for it.

Because since he was expelled from the Chelsea youth academy, he has never run on the court wantonly.

Oh, and parks don't count.

He looked at the turf so longingly, and he saw the players training on the field.

His eyes quickly passed over them, but suddenly, his eyes stuck to a player.

And in his mind, a huge barrage popped out——

[Manchester United actually accepts a little girl? ]

But in the next second, what rushed into his field of vision was the boy's back number.

In this era when only back numbers were printed but no players' names, the back number consisting of numbers 1 and 0 rushed into his field of vision.

Number 10...

Manchester United's number 10 is actually a little girl?

This made Raphael's eyes fixed on her.

After staring at him for a few seconds, Raphael swiped to look at Byron.

It was also at this moment that he realized that Byron and the head coach were looking at him.

The manager smiled and said: "Your name is Rafa, isn't it? What a lovely boy, can you understand my Liverpool accent?"

Raphael looked over indifferently, does he look stupid?

Byron wanted to cover his face, but he was more worried about the attitude of the head coach.

But when he looked at the head coach, he found that he was still smiling, as if he didn't care about Rafael's attitude.

This also convinced Byron that what the head coach just said was true.

He says--

"Manchester United like bad boys best if they are geniuses."

He's proven it now, and now it's their Rafa's turn to prove that he's a genius!

He was about to encourage little Rafa, when he saw Rafael actually took the initiative to talk to the head coach in English.

He stretched out his small hand, pointed to the training ground and asked, "Is she a girl?"

This made Byron look at the arena in surprise, and saw that among the children who were about the same height as Raphael, he instantly caught the "girl" he mentioned.

Because the child not only has exquisite and delicate facial features, but also has an extremely eye-catching black ponytail, which is even long to the waist, which is extremely eye-catching.

He originally thought that Raphael was the cutest boy he had ever seen, but this half-race kid is so pretty, right?

But Byron still remembered that he was now Rafael's temporary guardian. When he came back to his senses, he saw the head coach laughing and saying, "That's Randall, the best boy we have here, boy!"

This almost made Byron laugh, but under his gaze, Raphael just raised his eyebrows and repeated: "Best?"

The head coach smiled and nodded.

Raphael said: "He is really outstanding."

Byron: "..."

What did he hear?

Raphael praised other children for their excellence?

But the head coach just smiled and asked Rafael to prepare to change clothes.

Byron was going to help open the bag, but Raphael gave him a disgusted look.

Byron could only retreat two steps silently, and found himself retreating to the head coach's side.

Byron was a little embarrassed, so he explained to him: "This child is very independent and very individual, I think you have discovered this."

The head coach nodded again, and then said: "I'm very glad you told me this. The scout who recommended him told me that he was the best boy of his age in the whole of London, and he had to leave Chelsea because of playing talent.

Frankly speaking, I don't care about these, and I have my own way of coping. "

Byron didn't expect that the scouts had exposed their old background. No wonder he just said that "Manchester United likes bad boys best".

Raphael quickly changed into the training clothes and sneakers he brought.

The head coach said: "Warm up yourself, let me see."

Raphael nodded coolly, and then went to warm up by himself.

At this time, the assistant head coach who had been leading the team to train also suspended the game, and the children who had already played half of the game could also rest.

Byron glanced at the children, then turned his gaze to his own cub.

Although he has never been a parent, he has watched Rafael's game more than once in the last month.

Who's the brightest kid on the field?

Raphael!Raphael!Raphael!

He believes this time will be no exception.

After the children who got the rest time came to the sidelines to replenish water, they saw the barbed wire fence curiously, looked at them first, and then looked at Raphael.

Some pointed at Raphael, and some whispered something.

And the boy with the long ponytail is obviously the leader here. He is surrounded by several people of the same age. At this moment, he just looks at Raphael quietly, as if evaluating.

Byron didn't know if other parents would greet these children at this time, or even approach them, but he felt that Raphael didn't need him to do this.

A child's world does not need a boring adult who has lost his childlike innocence.

And Raphael, who was watched and discussed by the children, did not give these children an extra look from the beginning to the end.

Regarding this point, Byron didn't know whether it was good or bad.

On the bright side, the kid clearly has a big heart, and he has nothing to fear from the upcoming tryout.

And thinking in a bad direction——

This kid was fired for beating someone at Chelsea.

The reason why he used fists to solve the problem was obviously because he couldn't integrate smoothly, and he didn't bother to report to the head coach, and finally chose to solve the problem in his own way.

But this is clearly wrong.

After a few minutes, the head coach called Rafael over, and the assistant head coach also called back the kids who had taken a break to distribute vests to them.

The head coach said to Rafael: "See the vests they wear? Red and yellow. But you are green, you don't belong to either side of them, after you come on the field, whoever passes you the ball, you are Which side, you help them, understand what I mean?"

How is this going?

Byron was stunned. Since our son is not from either side, how could someone pass the ball to him?

But he didn't speak, but watched what Raphael said.

Raphael said: "I am positioned as a middleman?"

The head coach praised: "That's what it means, is there any problem?"

Raphael shook his head, then ran to the training ground.

And Byron, who was in a daze, was finally able to speak at this time. He was puzzled and said: "Sir, I don't know football very well, but I have a question. Rafa is just here. If he doesn't belong to any party, why would he?" Someone pass him the ball?"

The coach laughed when he heard this question, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Look at the field, there are only 8 children on one side. If there is one more player on either side, the situation will be reversed instantly. If the new player compares Great, if the other side doesn’t want to lose because of one less player, they will fight to pass the ball to him.”

Byron was amazed!

He didn't know how Chelsea's coach did it, but he knew that the head coach of the children's team in front of him was very clever.

And when Rafael ran into the field, the assistant coach beckoned to him and asked him to give a brief introduction first.Then the rules were announced to these young players.

After he finished speaking, Randall, who had already put on the red vest, raised his hand and said, "Dylan, if I pass the ball to Raphael, is he my teammate? I want to be on the same team as him."

After hearing this sentence, Byron couldn't help laughing, and praised the head coach: "This kid is so sweet!"

The head coach smiled and said: "He is a sweetheart. After he came to the youth training center at the age of 6, he became a star here. Our first team head coach, Mr. Alex Ferguson, also likes him very much."

But the assistant coach ruthlessly rejected Randall Jr.'s proposal.

"Randy, you can't take it that way. Let's put it this way, if you pass the ball to Rafael at this moment, he is your teammate at this moment, but if I pass him the ball at the next moment, he is my teammate. He plays for us, unless you give him the ball again, get it?"

Randall nodded vigorously, and then gave Raphael a smile, "I will pass the ball to you!"

But Raphael, who was being watched by him, just raised his eyelids and glanced at him, without responding.

After the assistant coach has confirmed that the children understand the rules, the game begins.

Rafael didn't like the rule because it meant standing in the center circle, waiting for a pass from either side.

What could be more stupid than this?

However, after kickoff, he received the pass in less than a second.

The ball was not passed to him by the boy named Randall, but from the yellow vest.

The reason is simple, the ball is on their side at the moment.

Rafael rushed to the goal without any hesitation after receiving the ball.

He has never played the role of "middle man" before, but according to the play he has heard before, he is the player who is responsible for helping the offense.

Since it is to help the offense, and it is here for trial training, of course, after receiving the ball, it will be a one-stop dribble and rush forward!

He thought so and did so.

Even if the children in red vests desperately tried to break the ball under their feet, they were played by him one by one.

The assistant coach was also amazed, because this new kid didn't pass one by one, but a series of them!

Even though he is still a child, on this court, he is a magician among his peers.

Raphael drove straight in and had already reached the goal.

Just as he was about to shoot, the figure of Randall appeared out of the corner of his eye.

However, in the next moment, Randall's figure disappeared.

This instead made Rafael smell the crisis. He gave up shooting, but swiped the ball and passed it to the feet of another teammate wearing a yellow vest.

The moment he completed the pass, he fell to the ground.

This also made Raphael directly say a greeting in his native language.

Randall, who had gotten up from the ground, handed him his hand.

Raphael looked at him for two seconds before handing him his hand.

After he got up, Randall said to him: "Raphael, you can't curse people in a language that everyone can't understand."

Raphael glared at him.

Because he found that this guy who looked like a little girl was half a head taller than him, well, a head faster, which made him very unhappy.

He also didn't like the preaching tone of this "little girl" because he also spoke Spanish.

Didn't he understand?

But Raphael is too lazy to bother him anymore, because he is here for trial training, not to establish a so-called friendship.

At this time, the green team took the lead to pass the ball to his feet, which allowed him to try to shoot again.

And at this moment, he saw the figure of Randall again.

Raphael didn't know if England's No. 10 was a defender, but this time, he wanted to pass him!

He succeeded!

After clearing this obstacle, he easily sent the ball into the net.

It's his first goal of the day, but he won't stop there.

When everyone returns to the middle circle to kick off, the ball will go to the red side.

Raphael thought that after he proved himself, the red team would pass the ball to him, but what he didn't expect was that Randall started his performance instead.

This guy is emulating him, even though they have very different styles.

Since the red team didn't regard him as a teammate, he should be on the opposite side, right?

Raphael joined the yellow camp without hesitation, but it was too late. Randall had already completed a one-stop process of dribbling, passing, and shooting.

This made Raphael straighten his face.

Because he found that this guy is really strong.

When they returned to the middle circle again, Raphael took the initiative to say to the yellow team in English: "Give me the ball."

The assistant coach with a whistle in his mouth: "..."

What kind of middleman is this?

These careless brats have already divided themselves into camps.

In order to ensure fairness, should one person be subtracted from the yellow team?

Who can be reduced?

No matter which child is allowed to come out now, it is unfair to that child, right?

Just when he was struggling, he realized that Raphael had scored a goal.

After that, Randall scored again.

Now the assistant coach quit, he looked at the head coach standing on the sidelines, you can figure it out!

The head coach laughed instead, calling out to the assistant coach, "Dylan, let them play another 20 minutes, that's it."

After reassuring the assistant coach, the head coach looked at Byron: "Randall is our baby here, but Raphael is equally good. Did he play football before joining Chelsea?"

Byron thought for a while and said: "Before returning to the UK, he played in Boca Juniors' youth training camp for a month or two. But if he kicked socks, kicked cans, as well as street games and small training camp games, there should be For several years."

The head coach asked, "That Boca Juniors from Argentina?"

Byron nodded.

The head coach was satisfied after getting this answer, "If he was selected for Boca, it would be normal. He must be the best among his peers in Argentina."

This tone is not right!

As an Englishman and a fan of the England team, Byron said angrily: "Is Boca Juniors awesome?"

The manager laughed: "Don't get me wrong, man. Manchester United are one of the best teams in England, but we shouldn't deny that South American teams are strong right now."

Byron knew he was telling the truth.

Argentina won the World Cup in 78, Brazil won the championship in 82, and in 86, under the leadership of Maradona, the Argentines shamelessly stole the victory again. Even in the Intercontinental Cup, the South American team is relatively strong.

Because of the head coach's frankness, Byron felt that he liked him even more.

At this moment, the head coach also said to him: "I'm sure Raphael passed our trial training. Because of his excellence, he doesn't need to pay any clothing costs and nutritious meals, and we can also provide him with a commuting fee." , you can write down my phone number and ask the child's father to contact me..."

Byron nodded briskly.

His hanging heart was also relieved. After the coach finished speaking, he said to him: "Can I use your office phone later? I think the child's father is still waiting for our call."

The head coach laughed, he was about to have two young talents.

Although no one knows the future of these two young geniuses, who cares, he is much happier than other coaches now.

The two adults were so happy, but the two high-profile children on the field were not so happy.

Just as they looked at the field, they saw Rafael shoveling Randall to the ground with a sliding tackle behind him.

Byron was silent for a few seconds, then looked at the head coach with a frozen smile and said, "I believe you can do it. You must love such a genius."

Head Coach: "..."

After the 20-minute game ended, Raphael took off the shiny green vest. After throwing it to the assistant coach, he walked to his sports bag and took out his water glass.

After taking out the cup, he frowned.

Because he doesn't like this cup.

In addition to not liking the childish pattern on it, nor its straw, which makes him feel like a babe who hasn't weaned off the pacifier.

But this is the first cup his father bought for him.

After he took two sips of water with a straw in his mouth, there was another figure in front of him.

It was the girly guy with the long ponytail who said "hola" to him.

Raphael raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then looked away.

This is already the second time this guy has shown in front of him that he can speak Spanish.

He may not have expressed it directly enough, because Randall did not leave, but asked blah blah: "Raphael, where did you play before? What position did you play? I think you can become a Excellent number 7...”

Raphael glanced sideways at him.

What the hell number 7, he can rare that thing?

If he comes to Manchester United to train, he will definitely take away his No. 10 jersey mercilessly!

But such eyes did not drive away the chatterbox. Instead, Randall pointed to Byron on the sidelines and asked: "Is that your father? If he is your father, I think your mother must be a super beauty , because you look so good-looking."

After Crandal finished speaking, he found himself stared at again.

He also has a temper, and he said angrily: "I said you are not happy when you play football well, and you are not happy when you praise your mother for being good-looking. I don't want to be friends with you anymore."

But he didn't leave after he finished speaking, because he wanted to—

I have said so, Rafael is going to apologize to me, right?

However, the blond boy in front of him still spoke with a Western accent, and his appearance was super in line with his aesthetics. He just covered the lid of the water glass, threw it into the bag, and then took off the sneakers and put them in the bag.

Birds didn't bird him!

Randall: "..."

So angry!

He snorted hard, and this time he really left.

He's going to be with his best friend Michael [-] this nasty guy!

Michael's blond hair is prettier than him, he's cuter than him, and most importantly, he's not so rude!

And, if they could be teammates, he wouldn't pass him the ball!

When Randall left, Raphael's ears were also quiet.

After he changed his clothes and packed the changed shoes in a sealed bag, he walked towards Byron and the head coach.

The head coach smiled and said to him: "You and Randy became friends, right? But he doesn't like this name very much, you can just call him Randall..."

Raphael glanced at him silently, because such rhetoric had already convinced him that the brat named Randall must be the darling of this eccentric coach.

But the head coach quickly changed the subject, handed him his hand and said, "Rafael, I'm glad you passed the Manchester United trial. If your father agrees, you will be one of us."

Raphael looked at his outstretched hand. This was the first time an adult wanted to shake his hand.

So he didn't refuse.

After that, he was taken to the office by the head coach and used the office phone to call home.

He only waited for a few seconds before the call was connected, and he heard the voice of the butler, Frey Soren.

When the old butler asked him if he had passed the trial training, he wanted to tell him loudly, but he held back.

Because he wanted to tell Dad more.

After a few seconds, he heard his father's voice: "Baby, do you have any good news to share with me?"

Of course!

Raphael couldn't wait to say: "Papi, I passed the trial training."

When hearing this, the two adults in the office also smiled.

What a lovely scene.

Yet in the next moment, they heard Rafael say: "But I don't want to come to Manchester United, it's too far from home."

Head Coach: "..."

Byron: "..."

So, why are we here for a tryout?

Who can tell him the answer?