Red Rebels

In the evening, after the players' training, they walked back to the locker room in twos and threes, but there were still many players who chose to practice extra on the court. They were all players who felt that they were inferior to their competitors in some aspects.

Additional training can be said to be a major feature of the Newton Heath training base. From the beginning to the present, it has almost never stopped. For this reason, the laboratory has to provide reference for additional training for each player based on his physical condition. , the purpose is to prevent them from physical damage or excessive fatigue due to additional training.

Walcott is running short distances around obstacles. This is the reference for additional training he recently received from the laboratory. He has recently begun to add some intensive training in physical fitness, which may lead to a decline in his skills, so the laboratory Let him do more training in this area to prevent his skills from deteriorating after his body is strengthened.

For this player who has been in the youth training camp for many years, he knows very well that if he wants to gain a foothold, he must have skills that are beyond those of his peers.

Looking at the nearby youth training camps, Walcott, who has been playing for many years, clearly knows that the youth training camps of the United States are the most technical. According to the feedback from Ismail, Michael Johnson and others from the first team, there is no technology. Being a basic player is simply untenable in the first team.

This forced Walcott, who wanted to gain a foothold in the first team, to pay attention.

After completing the 15-minute extra training task, Walcott did a few more stretching warm-up movements and then walked back to the locker room.

The youth team's locker room is separate from the first team's. Although there is no barrier in between, there seems to be a gap between the two locker rooms. On one side of the gap is reality and on the other side is dream!

Walcott dreams of entering the first team and winning the European Champions Cup with his teammates. That trophy is the dream of all professional players, just like the World Cup.

In the past, Messi was the chasing target of the youth team. Now he is a famous super genius in today's football. Ismail has also become famous and was selected for the England national team. Although Michael Johnson is not as good as the two, he is also famous in football. The rising star is hailed as Beckham's successor.

Now it should be my turn!

It is this belief that supports Walcott and makes him perform well in every game. He hopes that one day he can be seen by the god-like Portuguese head coach of the first team, and then he reaches out arrogantly. His right hand pointed at himself.

"You, Theo Walcott, are messing with me from now on!"

Walcott will definitely run up to Mourinho with a smile, just like a soldier being met by the queen, solemnly and saluting, "Yes, sir!"

Looking at the noisy locker room over there, Walcott shook his head with a self-deprecating smile, turned around and walked to take a shower.

After taking a shower and changing into clean clothes, Walcott put on his backpack and came to the entrance of the youth team locker room.

As usual, there will be roster arrangements for the reserve team and youth team games this weekend, and Walcott can see his name on it every time, either for the reserve team or the youth team.

It would be better if it was the reserve team. As for the youth team, Walcott felt that there was no challenge.

But unexpectedly, this time, Walcott did not find his own name on the printed page. This made Walcott wonder, had he done something wrong? ?

On the training ground in the distance, youth training director Meulensteen was watching the coach and staff pack up equipment. The Dutch coach usually treated him well, so he walked over boldly.

"Mr. Meulensteen!" Walcott called politely.

"Oh, Theo, what's the matter?" Meulensteen asked with a smile.

Walcott was young after all and didn't know what tact was. He asked straight to the point: "I don't quite understand, sir. Before, you said that I wasn't good enough to play as a forward and asked me to play as a winger. I did that. You asked me to Participate more in defense and harass the opponent's players more.

I did the same. I have never resisted you. Why didn't I make the squad this time? Is there something I didn't do well enough? If so, I will definitely change it! "

For Walcott, who is only 16 years old and cannot play with the reserve team or the youth team, he must have made a mistake, because only if he makes a mistake will he be banned from participating in the game.

But Walcott didn't know where he was wrong!

When it comes to academic performance, I am always among the best. Even my teacher said that I can definitely go to a prestigious university, but I still hope to continue playing football.

Is that a problem elsewhere?

"You think there must be something about you that's not good enough?" Meulensteen suddenly laughed.

"If not, why can't I play this week?" Walcott was a bit stubborn.

"Can't it be because you performed too well?"

Walcott was not an idiot. He immediately understood the other meaning of Mullenstine's words, but he was not sure yet. He was just a little surprised and full of surprise, "You mean..."

Meulensteen laughed and nodded: "Yes, you should thank Professor Fryer. He rejected Robben and Messi's application to play. The two of them will be left at the training base to recover and will not be able to participate in the weekend." In the game against Droisden on June 6, Mr. Mourinho asked me to recommend a wide player to play with the team, and I chose you!"

As he listened, Walcott felt dumbfounded. He never imagined that the thing he had longed for in his dreams actually came, and it came so quickly and suddenly. You know, he was only 16 years old. .

"What? Not happy? If you don't want to go, I can consider adjusting and let someone else go!"

"Oh, no, no, no!" Walcott quickly shook his head, "Thank you Mr. Meulensteen, I...I'm so excited, I'm going, I'm going!"

Meulensteen laughed, clapped Walcott's hand hard, and nodded: "Every year, several players go from the reserve team and the youth team to the first team, such as Michael Johnson and Leo May. West, Ismail, Mikel and others, but only these players with the best performance can stay in the first team, stay!"

"Theo, football is cruel. This is a rare opportunity for you. You don't have to think too much and just try your best to perform to your best. I have confidence in you and you can stay in the first team!"

"Thank you, Mr. Meulensteen!" Walcott nodded gratefully.

……………After coming out of the Newton Heath training base, Walcott didn’t know how he got home.

The parents had already prepared dinner at home, but they soon saw Walcott's dismay.

"What's the matter, Theo, what happened?" Don Walcott looked at his son with concern. He now works in a company near Newton Heath, and he still has a good job helping him contact him. .

"No, Dad!" Walcott replied.

"Is everything okay?" Tang knew his son very well.

"It's really okay, it's just... it's just..." Walcott found it unbelievable even to himself, so much so that he didn't know how to say it, and hesitated for a while, "It's just that I don't have to go out with the team to play tomorrow. ."

"What?" Tang was shocked, "What's going on? Did you fail in the exam? Or is the coach dissatisfied with you?"

You know, Walcott is the leading player in the youth training camp. Not only does he perform the best, he is also highly valued by the coaches. In addition, his academic performance has always been good, so he has never appeared similar to other young players. There is a precedent of not being allowed to participate in the competition because of failing the exam.

Now that he suddenly said he couldn't play with the team, how could he tell Tang not to be anxious?

"No, Dad, neither!"

"What's going on?" Tang asked concerned.

Walcott wanted to say it, but he laughed, swallowed his words, and then kept giggling, "I was selected for the first team!"

Don Walcott and his wife were immediately stunned. Have they been selected for the first team?

That's the first team, the leading team in football today, the most popular team in England!

His son was actually selected for the first team of this team?

"Really the first team?" Tang was a little incoherent.

The wife next to him pushed him coquettishly. His son was undergoing training. If he wasn't selected for the first team, which first team could he be selected for?

"I mean, can you play in the game?" Tang quickly apologized and smiled.

"It may not be easy to be on the substitute list and play in the game. The coach said that this is because Robben and Messi are not physically up to the requirements, so I am filling in. It is hard to say whether I can play!"

The Tang couple were immediately disappointed. They both thought their son was great, but after all, he was only 16 years old. He was still too young to gain a foothold in such a top team.

"No matter what, whether you can play in the game or not, being selected for the first team is a good thing!" Tang still felt happy.

In the past few years since Walcott entered training, he himself changed from supporting Liverpool to becoming a fan. He has watched this team climb up from the lower leagues step by step, and now it has become a Premier League giant. He is also proud of it.

"Well, I know, dad, if I can play, I will definitely work hard!" Walcott smiled.

"I have confidence in you, son!" Don patted Walcott on the shoulder.

"It's a pity that it wasn't announced in advance, otherwise we would have bought tickets. I heard that the tickets for the home game have already been sold out!" said my wife with some regret.

Both father and son felt a little regretful after hearing this. Although his son could not start the game, his son was likely to make his debut. This would undoubtedly be a memorable day for their family.

When Walcott's brother, sister and others came back, they heard about this and tried every possible means to find tickets for tomorrow's game. Unfortunately, the stadium's season ticket sales were so good, and individual tickets had already been snapped up. Once sold out, it can be said that it will be difficult to get tickets for the entire season.

Just when the Walcott family was looking sad, the doorbell rang outside the apartment.

"Excuse me, is this the Wolcott family?" The visitor, wearing a neat professional outfit, asked politely.

"Yes, who are you?"

"I am a staff member of the stadium. I have just been notified by the club to deliver tickets to you!"

Don walked back to the apartment with a stack of tickets, and the family gathered together. Everyone happened to have a ticket, which was obviously specially prepared for them by the club.

"Great, so we can go watch my brother play tomorrow!"

The whole family was very excited. Don even pulled Walcott and kept telling him that no matter whether he had a chance to play or not, he should not get emotional. If he did play, he should work hard to express himself and strive to be on the front line. The team stayed and waited.

Seeing the family in high spirits, Walcott also laughed heartily. He was very grateful for the club's concern, but he was uneasy about tomorrow's game. This led to him getting up the next morning with a look on his face. He looked like he didn't get enough sleep, but he still came to the club early.

"Hey, little tiger, did you have trouble sleeping last night?" Ismail teased when he saw Walcott coming over.

Walcott smiled and approached the place where the first team gathered, waiting for the team to gather.

Beside him, Ronaldinho and others were chatting and laughing. Although they were not selected for the squad, Beckham and Terry and others also came to train, and now they are here to chat with their teammates. Small talk.

"You're too nervous, little tiger!" Curtis came over at some point and picked up Walcott by his waist, scaring him so much that he screamed in panic.

When everyone saw his appearance, they all laughed.

"I've never seen you nervous when you were playing indoor football. Why are you nervous now?" Curtis complained. He obviously still remembered that he had lost to Walcott.

"The clothes are new, there is hair wax on the hair, and there seems to be some perfume on the body. Frankly speaking, little tiger, are you going to go to the city to pick up girls, or are you going to go to the stadium to play football? You even love to be cool. Cristiano doesn't even bother you like this!" Sister-in-law {half-/-floating=(.*)+生-Red Rebel

Like a hound with a sensitive nose, Curtis circled around Walcott and immediately dug out all the mysteries in him. His revelations immediately caused everyone present to burst into laughter.

"You said I like to toss? Okay, don't come to me next time when you send a love letter or text message!" Xiao Luo is also a young man who also likes to make trouble. He and Curtis get along very well. It is said that Curtis sent a love letter to his supermodel girlfriend The text message was given by Xiao Luo.

As for the Portuguese star's pick-up skills, Xiao Yu had seen it from the news in his previous life, and experienced it personally in this life. This guy is indeed a natural love, a prodigal son of football, and he really lives up to that sentence, passing through thousands of flowers, not even a leaf. Don't get involved.

After Curtis' revelation, Walcott immediately became the target of everyone's criticism. He pulled his clothes, messed up his hair, etc. Countless pranks were practiced on him, but along with these, Walcott Te's original nervousness was completely calmed down.

When it was time to gather, Mourinho was seen walking from the training building with Cassel and others, and the team bus was already in place.

The Portuguese madman came over and saw that all the team members were lined up neatly. He nodded and glanced at Walcott, whose clothes and hair were messy. He couldn't help but laugh at that image. He didn't know that these must be disciples. He shook his head and took the lead in getting on the bus.

"Set off!"