Born to be a coach [soccer]

Chapter 30

Sure enough, as the media expected, on the evening of January 1, news came out that Anton won the title of the best coach of the British Championship in January.The new aid Halldosson was elected as the best player of the month in Sunderland's team because of his first show and many wonderful saves.

After receiving the "Best Coach" trophy, Anton accepted the reporter's interview as usual. When he was asked how he felt after coming to England for a month, Anton smiled and said: "The only feeling is that The winter here is as long as in northern Europe! It’s dark when I go out in the morning, and it’s also dark when I go back at night. I still haven’t been able to see what my neighbors look like!”

The reporters all laughed.At this time, Anton said meaningfully: "Fortunately, it will be February soon, and the darkest days have passed."

This is a good statement, worthy of publication—the reporters all lowered their heads and jotted it down.

Indeed, this “darkness” will soon be over.When Anton went out the next morning, the sky was much brighter than when he first moved in, and the street lights on the street had already been turned off.But the weather was still cold, Anton started his car, turned on the heater to warm up the car, and stood outside the car waiting for Halldosson and Eriksson.

At this time, a car happened to pass by. Seeing the person sitting in the driver's seat staring at him, Anton nodded his head as a greeting.Unexpectedly, the car braked suddenly, and then stopped in front of Anton's car on the left.A mother and daughter jumped out of the car, and the mother ran over with small steps, shaking her hands at Anton: "Don't drive, don't drive!"

--What's wrong?

The little girl had already come to the side of Anton's car, squatted down and looked at the bottom of the car, stretched out her hand, and at the same time softly began to meow like a cat: "Meow, meow——"

At this time, Halldosson and Eriksson had already come out with their training bags.Erickson, who had seen something similar, asked aloud, "Is there a stray cat under the car?"

This is a common occurrence in the cold winter. Some stray cats will hide under the car and use the heat from the exhaust pipe of the car to keep warm.Before Anton started the car and waited for others, maybe in this short period of time, he attracted "heaters".If Anton drives the car at this time, the little cat will be "bad",

Unexpectedly, Eriksson's words were despised by the little girl. She took a black kitten out of the car with both hands, and said loudly to Anton and Eriksson: "This is not a stray cat, this is a stray cat." The one is 'Larry'! He's our favorite pet in the whole of Mayswood!"

— Larry?Love pets?

This really subverted Anton's perception of the British.He had heard friends talk about the inexplicable superstitions of the British, namely: Friday the 13th, walking under a ladder, and meeting a black cat.

At this time, the mother had already come to Anton and shook hands with Anton: "Hello, you are the gentleman who moved to No. 105! My name is Mason. Emily, don't use this kind of words on others." Speak with your breath." The last words were addressed to her daughter.

A little girl named Emily Mason came to Anton with the little black cat in her arms.In the faint light of the sky, Anton and the little black cat happened to come face to face. The little black cat stared at Anton closely with a pair of emerald eyes. Suddenly, he jumped into Anton's yard through the open courtyard door behind Eriksson.

Through the half-person-high hedge, Anton could see the little black cat running quickly to the porch of his house, where it lay comfortably on the floor.It happened to be the location where Anton had remodeled. There was a water pipe used for heat dissipation and heating, which passed under the floor.

"Hello, my name is Lin... Mrs. Mason, thank you for reminding me, I will always check the underside of the car before I start it. But this black cat 'Larry'...maybe because my house has been remodeled, it is waiting I think it will be warmer there!"

Mrs. Mason looked at the three big boys Anton, sighed, and explained: "You may have just moved here and you don't know yet. 'Black Cat' is the symbol of our city's football team, so there is a community in the community. It's a little black cat, everyone loves it like something..."

Eriksson and Halldosson looked at each other, both holding back a smile, waiting to see if Anton would reveal their true identities to the mother and daughter in front of them.

"But 'Larry' is a bit special. He often goes to various houses to eat cat food, and sometimes the big guys give him a bath and cut his nails. But Larry has no sex, everyone stays with him. Soon, it ran away after two days. In the past two years, the whole community has raised it together."

"So Larry is really not a stray cat!" Emily, who was about ten years old, huddled beside her mother, interjecting a little aggrieved.

Anton nodded vigorously. He saw the little black cat's fur was smooth and smooth just now. It should be well nourished and hygienic. It really doesn't look like a wild cat. "I see. Thanks to Larry's kindness, I visited my house, but I How should I treat it?"

Mrs. Mason said with a smile: "Now you all rush to work, let him go first. I will bring you a bag of cat food that Larry likes in the evening. If he always depends on you in the future, you'd better keep some .”

"Oh, Emily is going to be late for school, everyone, let's go first, see you tonight!" Mrs. Mason hurried away with her daughter.Anton said loudly behind her: "Nice to meet you, ma'am!"

When Anton left with two "tenants", the little black cat Larry was still comfortably on the ground under the porch of Anton's house.

In the evening, Mrs. Mason was not the only one who came to Anton's house to deliver cat food.The Mason family, two adults and two children, all came.

"Anton..." Mr. Mason shook Anton's hand excitedly and opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.His son, seven-year-old John Mason, was printed out of the same mold as his father, but he was much more experienced than his father. He reached out and shook Anton's hand: "Hello, our coach!"

Mrs. Mason rubbed her hands and said, "Oh, really, that... I'm sorry, I was too hasty in the morning, and I mentioned your appearance to Roger at night, and Roger remembered and showed me your photo , I just recognized you... In fact, I went to the Stadium of Light with Roger to watch the previous two games, but our seats are too far away from you..."

Little John raised his face and looked at his mother, as if saying: Explaining is covering up!

Over there Emily was crouching in front of the fireplace, taking care of Larry the little black cat.She took out two small basins from the bag next to her mother, filled them with water and cat food respectively, and took out the basin containing cat litter, and put them in an inconspicuous place in the living room.Then Emily ran to pick up Larry, came to Anton, and asked in surprise, "Have you bathed him already?"

Anton nodded: "Yeah, it's pretty good." It didn't take much effort to bathe Larry.

Emily looked at Anton, nodded and said seriously: "I see, you can take good care of Larry...you must be a good coach!"

The expressions on the faces of the Masons are difficult to describe: it turns out that the child’s logic is so simple, if he can take good care of the black cat, he will also be able to take good care of the “black cat”.

The little black cat broke free from Emily's arms, went to taste the cat food, felt that it was a familiar taste, then turned around, jumped on the sofa in the living room, and fell asleep.

Seeing this, the Masons said that Larry seemed to like Anton very much, and that Anton had a relationship with the "black cat".Anton thought to himself: Why not?There is a server, and his house is very warm everywhere, and the cat likes it.

When the Masons left when they were young, Anton saw off the guests and went back to the living room to look at the little black cat.Larry was still lying on the couch, motionless, occasionally raising his tail and flicking it in the air.

Anton turned off the lights downstairs and went upstairs lightly.Today he made an appointment to level up with player F. He doesn't want to let others dove, so he needs to go online in time.Before going online, Anton was afraid that the cat would stray into the room where the server was stored, so he went to lock the room.But the room he was in was not locked. After Anton connected to the emulator and entered the game with all his heart, the door behind him, with a flick of the handle, opened silently.

Recently, Anton has mostly played the role of a player in "Green Life" - first, he has received several basic packages of player skills, which are not in vain; second, player F Torres is keen on leveling recently, and he often takes him play games.

In Anton's view, Torres is a top player with outstanding talent. Even though he is plagued by injuries in the real world, he is still a big boss in "Life in the Green". After playing seven or eight games, he has gone from level 1 to Got to level 8.Anton has now also been upgraded from level 5 to level 8, but his upgrade was completely brought up by the boss Torres.

"It's a feeling where you watch the ball go through the air and you automatically know where it's going to land. That's when you forget about yourself, it's like you're a gust of wind and you know you're going to get there in time , and the ball will land on your toes..."

Torres explained the so-called "ball feel" in this way.Anton followed his instructions and tried again and again.At the beginning, he really couldn't do it, but after a few rounds of leveling, his speed and judgment level have improved a lot, he seems to have suddenly realized the feeling of a striker on the court: wandering, waiting, judging, sprinting , take a chance, shoot—

The ball crashed into the net.

It's a volley, a fantastic volley shot!

Torres excitedly came up to hug Anton, and did not forget to complain: "You guy, why do you always forget to cancel the anonymous mode?"

Anton stood blankly on the ground, he knew that he had just completed a very wonderful shot, but at that moment, he could feel something changed: it seemed that there was a feeling of electricity flowing through his body, this kind of It felt more real than anything he'd felt in "Life in the Green."

Anton had no choice but to say sorry to Torres, leaving the boss alone to continue upgrading, quit the game by himself, and came to the real world.

It was late at night, and everything in Anton's room was as before. A floor lamp in the corner of the room was dimmed by Anton earlier, and now it was shrouded in a dim yellow halo.Anton got up first and went to look at the room next door where the server was in full bloom. Everything was normal there.

He returned to his desk and turned on the lamp, only to find that there were a few faint, plum blossom-like paw prints left on the desk, not only on the desk - but also on the keyboard in front of him.