Super Marshal

On the final day, the stands at the Vallecas Stadium were packed.

Gao Han took the players out of the tunnel, came to the court, and started the last warm-up training before the final.

The facilities of the Vallecas Stadium are very primitive and old, with only three stands, and the other side is the entrance, across a narrow road, and opposite is the tall apartment building.

At this moment, the windows of the apartment building facing the stadium are crowded with fans who can't sell tickets but want to watch the game live.

When Gao Han and the Chinatown team walked up and down the Vallecas Stadium, the audience cheered violently.

Even the fans in the distance, who were huddled in the windows to watch the game, were shouting.

Gao Han stood on the sidelines and looked around, feeling that the atmosphere was not bad.

After following the Chinatown team, the Real Madrid second team also walked out of the player tunnel under the leadership of head coach Carlo.

The appearance of Real Madrid's second team, which is full of international players, also caused a burst of cheers on the scene, but relatively speaking, the sound was smaller than that of the China Town team.

This is not to say that there are more fans who support the Chinatown team, but that there will always be the majority of those who watch the fun and are not afraid of big things.

In today's final, most fans want to see the China Town team overthrow Real Madrid's second team.

The media is like this, and so are the fans!

"Hello, Mr. Gao Han!"

The head coach of Real Madrid's second team, Carlo, who was in his thirties, took the initiative to go to the high cold.

"Hello, Mr. Carroll."

Gao Han also politely reached out to Carlo.

"To be honest, I admire you very much, Mr. Gao Han, really." Carlo said sincerely.

"To tell you the truth, I have always coached low-level league teams, even semi-amateur teams, so I can understand how difficult it is to lead an amateur team to this day."

Having said this, Carlo smiled slightly, "No matter what, it's good to win or lose the game. I'm very happy to meet you!"

"Me too!" Gao Han smiled lightly and answered neither humble nor arrogant.

After the two shook hands again, they each returned to their coaching area.

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"Damn, I'm a little nervous!"

In the chairman's stand, Matajana sat between Atletico Madrid's technical director Paulo Futre and the freckled Fernando Torres.

As a professional football frontline fighting for many years, he has no idea how many storms he has experienced and how many major events he has seen, but now he feels a little guilty and his palms are still sweating, which makes him feel funny.

Fernando Torres nodded hastily, "Me too!"

He also witnessed the Chinatown team with his own eyes, starting from the second round, all the way to the final stage.

It makes him nervous!

Of course, he hoped that the Chinatown team could stage a dark horse to win the championship, but his reason told him that it was almost impossible for the Chinatown team to have a chance.

Because this game, against the stronger Real Madrid second team!

On the contrary, Paul Futre, a former professional superstar, has his own set of ways to defuse stress. When he heard it, he laughed, "As for football, it's fun to be nervous."

When speaking, Paul Futre's attention fell on Gao Han in the coaching area on the sidelines.

He is increasingly interested in the young Chinese head coach.

"It is very important to start with the weak." Paul Futre said to himself, as if reminding the high cold that could not be heard in the distance.

"Yeah." Matayana nodded, "Before me, Della Morena, and Gao Han, when we were discussing, we also felt that it was very important to get off to a good start, especially in the face of a ball like Real Madrid's second team. Team, bad start, the game is over!"

Little Freckled Torres heard this, and couldn't help but feel even more nervous.

"Chinatown is an amateur team, and its physical fitness is definitely not as good as that of a professional team. Gao Han has always been making starts in the past, and his start has always been good, quite targeted, quick on-the-spot response, and players' execution is in place."

Having said that, Paul Futre couldn't help but look at the coaching area on the other side.

"However, Gao Han wants it, and Carlo definitely wants it. He definitely doesn't want Gao Han and the China Town team to gain a firm foothold, and he won't allow his team to drag the opponent into a rhythm that he is not used to."

Matayana sighed, and that was the most tangled part of the game.

The Chinatown team has played so far, how many cards Gao Han has in his hand, and what tricks he has, all of them have been used up.

On the other hand, Real Madrid's second team has superior strength, superior player lineup, and all-round advantages, allowing Carlo to have more choices.

To a certain extent, as long as Real Madrid's second team does not make mistakes, Chinatown will not have any chance.

Paul Futre clearly understands this.

It's just that he still has some expectations.

Looking forward to whether Gao Han can bring surprises to people like the previous games.

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"It turns out that he is Gao Han!"

In the middle of the chairman's stand, Lin Xia sat next to Ambassador Tang and recognized Gao Han standing on the sidelines at a glance.

The players were all on the court, and two head coaches stood on the sidelines, one middle-aged and one young, which was easy to recognize.

A few days ago, when she went to Fuenlabrada for an interview, she left a phone call to Gao Han. As a result, after waiting for several days, Gao Han never contacted her, which made her a little disappointed.

Come to think of it, he should be worrying about the team these days.

Lin Xia thought to herself.

In the past few days, Lin Xia has also learned a lot about this event and the second team of Real Madrid.

It was precisely because she understood it that she truly understood how difficult it was for the Chinatown team to get to where it is today, and how difficult it was to win this final.

"Lin Xia." Ambassador Tang noticed that Lin Xia was staring at Gao Han, and said with a smile, "After the game, do you want me to accompany you to meet him? I'm also very interested in getting to know this outstanding young man. people."

When we met just now, the mayor of Madrid, Manzano, was full of praise for this young man, Gao Han.

Moreover, Ambassador Tang also heard that there are many Spanish professional teams who want to invite Gao Han to coach.

"Uncle Tang, I'm going to interview myself. If you want to know each other, are you afraid that you won't have a chance?" Lin Xia said with a smile.

Ambassador Tang snorted and laughed.

He could see that his niece was quite assertive.

"Uncle Tang, do you think you can win?" Lin Xia asked with a frown.

This charming appearance really makes me feel pity.

"Who knows? From what I've seen, it's probably difficult."

After a pause, Ambassador Tang said again: "However, it's not easy for Gao Han to get to where he is now, and he may not have a chance to win. Besides, he's already in the finals. No matter the outcome, he wins!"

Yeah?

Lin Xia looked at Gao Han's back from a distance, but he didn't feel that way.

She felt that Gao Han was not like this kind of person.

Although she is not familiar with Gao Han, but being able to bring this amateur team to this day with all her hard work, she feels that Gao Han must be a very tenacious person full of fighting spirit and desire to win.

Such a person, even on such a final stage, should have only one goal in his eyes, and that is to win!

Such a person, no matter how slim the opportunity is, as long as there is still a chance, he will do his best!

Am I right, Gao Han?

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"right!"

After the warm-up training ended and the team returned to the locker room, Gao Han was mobilizing for the final game.

"I tell you, even now, even if our opponent is Real Madrid's second team, even if I know myself, the opponent has a strength advantage that we can't compete with, but..."

Gao Han stared at every player in front of him, and he could feel panic, fear, retreat, apprehension, and...

But from now on, he must help them to drive away all these emotions.

Players can only walk on the court with one thing, and that is fighting spirit!

"...So what?"

Gao Han opened his arms and asked his players.

"When we faced Getafe II, everyone said we were going to lose, but what about the result?

"When we stepped on the corpses of Getafe's second team and challenged Fuenlabrada, they said, we will definitely lose, but what is the result?"

"When we beat Fuenlabrada and played against Sporting Gijón, everyone told us we were going to stop there, but what happened?"

"When we became the first amateur team ever to reach the semi-finals, when we faced Atlético de Madrid, one of the two giants in Madrid, even if it was just their youth team, everyone told us, okay , Dark Horse, you are finished!"

"But……"

Gao Han looked at everyone in front of him. He wanted to convey the fire in his chest to every player in front of him through these words and eyes.

"Brothers, but in the end we won!"

"We are facing doubts again and again, we are facing strong enemies one after another, but in the end, it is us who are standing on the football field and enter the final!"

Many players understand that they have been incited by the head coach's powerful and powerful words.

Yes, the Real Madrid second team is very strong, but the China Town team is not a fuel-efficient lamp!

"Brothers, we have come to this day and can stand on the stage of the finals, not by the charity of the enemy, nor by the mercy of the god of luck, but by every one of us present, working hard, united, in football On the field, they fought desperately to kill one strong enemy one after another."

"Today, all the people are saying again, we're going to lose, they're all saying that we can't have a chance, and they're all talking about some old-fashioned nonsense."

"For these people, for these words, I will not pay attention to them, nor do I plan to fight back."

"Because I believe that you will use your performance to break the opponent's goal and slap them in the face on the football field."

"I also believe that we will have the last laugh on the football field!"

When the players heard this, they kept nodding their heads one by one.

They all admired Gao Han so much, and their trust in him was inexhaustible.

This trust, this admiration, was built up bit by bit with Gao Han leading them over the past month or so, defeating one powerful opponent after another.

So now, Gao Han's remarks have ignited their emotions.

They only have one thought now, win!

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