992 Handover
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Lao Zuo
Subsequently, Mourinho talked about his transformation plan for the defense and midfield, as well as the arrangement of frontcourt players.
After listening to these, the sun has gradually set.
Lindy drank the last sip of water in the afterglow of the sun and walked out of the office.
The players in the distance have put on their suits and are waiting for the two to come down. Hello, everyone rushed to Anfield to attend the retirement ceremony of Dalglish and Carragher.
"In the end, someone who has been injured by offensive football has too much insight into defense."
As soon as Lindy thought of Mourinho's comments on Maguire, he felt that the other party seemed to be in the right place.
Nacho and Skrtel protect Maguire's back so that he can kill almost all center forwards, the reinforcement of the left back and the training of Glenn Johnson in the offense.
Lindy believes that Liverpool's real dynasty is coming.
On the way to Anfield, everyone felt a little strange.
Dalglish sat with the crowd wearing a club hat, while Mourinho stood beside the driver, leaning on the armrest and looking ahead.
At the training base, Dalglish has been accompanying him with a smile.
This is very different from other clubs where the old coach leaves first and the new coach suddenly airborne after a few days, as if only the old man stood there.
Nothing has changed.
But now, the man standing at the front has become Mourinho.
The madman who once made all the Premier League teams hate him is now standing at the forefront of the team.
This feeling is both strange and mysterious.
Lindy and Gerald looked at each other, both of them felt a little strange.
The time of the ceremony was set at night, and the setting sun in the distance was about to set, and the red rays of light reflected on Dalglish's face through the glass of the car window.
He watched pedestrians waving to them outside the window, and time seemed to go back countless times at this moment.
The flow of people on the street began to recede continuously, and the stone walls on the street, mottled and mottled, resurfaced and became gray and old.
Familiar faces were reflected outside the window. Dalglish put his hands on the window, his eyes became brighter, and a proud smile slowly emerged from the corner of his mouth.
Those were all the old Red Army Guards he was familiar with.
Also the old KOPs of his time.
The rays of the setting sun shone from the corners of his eyes, flickering and burning like a torch on the glass window.
...
Anfield
Dalglish led the crowd slowly into the stadium, he and Carragher walked in the front.
And Mourinho stood at the door of the player channel and did not step into the stadium together.
This is a red world. The spotlights of the stadium moved slowly with Dalglish. Although the lights on the stands in the distance were turned off, the whole stadium was lit up again by the red fireworks.
That is the red that belongs exclusively to Anfield.
It is also the red that sees off the king.
The old man in his 60s looked around. At this moment, his footsteps faltered suddenly. Behind him, Carragher quickly stepped forward to help Dalglish onto the stage built for him.
General manager Ian Ayer and the club chairman followed the audience and gave applause to this old man who rescued the man in danger and saved the building from falling.
Many words of thanks were said, and the applause continued to follow Dalglish's former glory.
Until the microphone was handed over to the old man, the whole audience became extremely quiet in an instant.
A group of old people with the same gray hair appeared on the electronic screen at Anfield, and the spotlights of the stadium also moved their light to the KOP stand.
There, there is a group of old fans who are about the same age as Dalglish.
Many of them were still wearing Liverpool kits from the 80s, some of which looked faded.
Suddenly, a few old guys turned around and turned their backs to the camera.
Unforgettable images suddenly flooded into everyone's minds, and also into Dalglish's mind, accompanied by noisy memories.
7 No.
DALGLISH
That was his former jersey, and it was also the jersey that accompanied his Red Army career.
Dalgliesh's eyes turned red instantly, and Didi kept rolling in his eye sockets.
He saw several familiar faces, how could he not recognize them?
Among them, there were family members who were witnesses or victims of the disaster, and Dalglish attended their funerals.
After all these years, they are still there.
When he returned to coach at the club, they didn't come to greet him.
But when he left again, they all came to see him off.
They are Liverpool's most loyal KOP, the singers of the KOP stands in the 80s.
Anfield's most loyal guards!
Now, these old guards, wearing the battle robes of those years, came to see him off.
The tears could no longer be stopped, and the low, choked sobs spread throughout the stadium with the microphone.
When people are in the team's most difficult time, the first thing that comes to mind is Dalglish.
It was he who carried the club on his shoulders out of the abyss with no end to speak of.
Now, the club seems to be back on its way to glory, and he brought back the brand-new championship trophies that filled the room of honor like medals of merit.
But their eternal king is leaving.
Dalglish couldn't say a word, and the always strong and upright old man in the picture had already burst into tears.
"When you walk through a storm."
"Hold your head up high."
No one organized it, and the singing sounded out of thin air, and tens of thousands of spectators bid farewell to their king with tears.
For a while, the players in the audience came to the stage to hug their coach.
Where a lengthy farewell is needed, here he is, he is gone.
However, the KOPs are always there.
This is the best farewell.
After a long time, a song is over.
Dalglish pursed his lips tightly, handed the microphone to Carragher, and waved goodbye.
Before stepping into the tunnel, he stared at Mourinho and nodded, then looked back affectionately again, and glanced at Anfield.
Bright red Anfield.
This, perhaps, was the goodbye he couldn't say.
Lindy looked at the two people as if they were handing over, staggering at the entrance of the passage, he had never seen such a farewell ceremony.
In Carragher's farewell, Mourinho sent him his last blessing.
His appearance also means that Liverpool will open a new chapter.
Lindy stood beside Mourinho, and the two were like old comrades who were about to go to the battlefield.
The suit is neat and the spirit is capable Lindy.
Looking up slightly, Mourinho is always proud.
Meet at Anfield on Midsummer's Eve this year, a place full of legends.
The fans have already stopped their tears, and now is the moment of joy.
A brand new Liverpool will be born under their witness.
Dalglish played the foundation, Mourinho will fly higher.
Suddenly, the lights dimmed, and the entire stadium fell into darkness, and the red fireworks had long been extinguished.
Everyone is already ready.
The host contemplated for a while, and finally spoke:
"Jose!"
Accompanied by a circle of red fireworks suddenly rising above the stadium, the fans in the audience burst into the loudest roar:
"Mourinho!"
......
After listening to these, the sun has gradually set.
Lindy drank the last sip of water in the afterglow of the sun and walked out of the office.
The players in the distance have put on their suits and are waiting for the two to come down. Hello, everyone rushed to Anfield to attend the retirement ceremony of Dalglish and Carragher.
"In the end, someone who has been injured by offensive football has too much insight into defense."
As soon as Lindy thought of Mourinho's comments on Maguire, he felt that the other party seemed to be in the right place.
Nacho and Skrtel protect Maguire's back so that he can kill almost all center forwards, the reinforcement of the left back and the training of Glenn Johnson in the offense.
Lindy believes that Liverpool's real dynasty is coming.
On the way to Anfield, everyone felt a little strange.
Dalglish sat with the crowd wearing a club hat, while Mourinho stood beside the driver, leaning on the armrest and looking ahead.
At the training base, Dalglish has been accompanying him with a smile.
This is very different from other clubs where the old coach leaves first and the new coach suddenly airborne after a few days, as if only the old man stood there.
Nothing has changed.
But now, the man standing at the front has become Mourinho.
The madman who once made all the Premier League teams hate him is now standing at the forefront of the team.
This feeling is both strange and mysterious.
Lindy and Gerald looked at each other, both of them felt a little strange.
The time of the ceremony was set at night, and the setting sun in the distance was about to set, and the red rays of light reflected on Dalglish's face through the glass of the car window.
He watched pedestrians waving to them outside the window, and time seemed to go back countless times at this moment.
The flow of people on the street began to recede continuously, and the stone walls on the street, mottled and mottled, resurfaced and became gray and old.
Familiar faces were reflected outside the window. Dalglish put his hands on the window, his eyes became brighter, and a proud smile slowly emerged from the corner of his mouth.
Those were all the old Red Army Guards he was familiar with.
Also the old KOPs of his time.
The rays of the setting sun shone from the corners of his eyes, flickering and burning like a torch on the glass window.
...
Anfield
Dalglish led the crowd slowly into the stadium, he and Carragher walked in the front.
And Mourinho stood at the door of the player channel and did not step into the stadium together.
This is a red world. The spotlights of the stadium moved slowly with Dalglish. Although the lights on the stands in the distance were turned off, the whole stadium was lit up again by the red fireworks.
That is the red that belongs exclusively to Anfield.
It is also the red that sees off the king.
The old man in his 60s looked around. At this moment, his footsteps faltered suddenly. Behind him, Carragher quickly stepped forward to help Dalglish onto the stage built for him.
General manager Ian Ayer and the club chairman followed the audience and gave applause to this old man who rescued the man in danger and saved the building from falling.
Many words of thanks were said, and the applause continued to follow Dalglish's former glory.
Until the microphone was handed over to the old man, the whole audience became extremely quiet in an instant.
A group of old people with the same gray hair appeared on the electronic screen at Anfield, and the spotlights of the stadium also moved their light to the KOP stand.
There, there is a group of old fans who are about the same age as Dalglish.
Many of them were still wearing Liverpool kits from the 80s, some of which looked faded.
Suddenly, a few old guys turned around and turned their backs to the camera.
Unforgettable images suddenly flooded into everyone's minds, and also into Dalglish's mind, accompanied by noisy memories.
7 No.
DALGLISH
That was his former jersey, and it was also the jersey that accompanied his Red Army career.
Dalgliesh's eyes turned red instantly, and Didi kept rolling in his eye sockets.
He saw several familiar faces, how could he not recognize them?
Among them, there were family members who were witnesses or victims of the disaster, and Dalglish attended their funerals.
After all these years, they are still there.
When he returned to coach at the club, they didn't come to greet him.
But when he left again, they all came to see him off.
They are Liverpool's most loyal KOP, the singers of the KOP stands in the 80s.
Anfield's most loyal guards!
Now, these old guards, wearing the battle robes of those years, came to see him off.
The tears could no longer be stopped, and the low, choked sobs spread throughout the stadium with the microphone.
When people are in the team's most difficult time, the first thing that comes to mind is Dalglish.
It was he who carried the club on his shoulders out of the abyss with no end to speak of.
Now, the club seems to be back on its way to glory, and he brought back the brand-new championship trophies that filled the room of honor like medals of merit.
But their eternal king is leaving.
Dalglish couldn't say a word, and the always strong and upright old man in the picture had already burst into tears.
"When you walk through a storm."
"Hold your head up high."
No one organized it, and the singing sounded out of thin air, and tens of thousands of spectators bid farewell to their king with tears.
For a while, the players in the audience came to the stage to hug their coach.
Where a lengthy farewell is needed, here he is, he is gone.
However, the KOPs are always there.
This is the best farewell.
After a long time, a song is over.
Dalglish pursed his lips tightly, handed the microphone to Carragher, and waved goodbye.
Before stepping into the tunnel, he stared at Mourinho and nodded, then looked back affectionately again, and glanced at Anfield.
Bright red Anfield.
This, perhaps, was the goodbye he couldn't say.
Lindy looked at the two people as if they were handing over, staggering at the entrance of the passage, he had never seen such a farewell ceremony.
In Carragher's farewell, Mourinho sent him his last blessing.
His appearance also means that Liverpool will open a new chapter.
Lindy stood beside Mourinho, and the two were like old comrades who were about to go to the battlefield.
The suit is neat and the spirit is capable Lindy.
Looking up slightly, Mourinho is always proud.
Meet at Anfield on Midsummer's Eve this year, a place full of legends.
The fans have already stopped their tears, and now is the moment of joy.
A brand new Liverpool will be born under their witness.
Dalglish played the foundation, Mourinho will fly higher.
Suddenly, the lights dimmed, and the entire stadium fell into darkness, and the red fireworks had long been extinguished.
Everyone is already ready.
The host contemplated for a while, and finally spoke:
"Jose!"
Accompanied by a circle of red fireworks suddenly rising above the stadium, the fans in the audience burst into the loudest roar:
"Mourinho!"
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