Chapter 220: Now die, so sorry

It was already early in the morning when he returned home. Aldridge entered the house and put his suitcase aside, and then walked upstairs step by step while taking off his clothes.
With a contented smile in his mouth, he fell on the big bed, replaying the championship scene over and over again, and Southgate couldn't restrain his emotions when he picked up the trophy.
The past season has been too difficult for him. The pressure of being accused of being a sinner by English fans has overwhelmed him and the exposure rate has also plummeted. This is his sense of self-protection and does not want to have any intersection with the public media. Was asked about the penalty penalty in the European Cup 96.
This season, the stable performance of Southgate has become the Dinghaishen needle on the Millwall defense line. He is different from Stam’s fierce and fierce, but has a general style, not just a dirty and hard-working center defender. When dealing with the ball is more calm, and consciously cultivated the overall view, which is more in line with Millwall's overall tactics.
The young players, each holding a trophy, did not want to let go, and were as happy as a child who didn't grow up...
Just as Aldridge’s consciousness was gradually fainting to fall asleep, the landline phone on the bedside table suddenly rang.
Aldridge reached out reluctantly to pick up the phone and put it in his ear.
He heard a word that made him cry and laugh.
"Boss, I can't sleep..."
Aldridge almost shouted at the phone: but I was bothered by you just before falling asleep!
"Andre, let's talk. Do you have no girlfriend?"
"No."
...
At noon the next day, Aldridge was still lying on the bed, the phone was beside his head. If his ears were close, he could hear a beeping disconnection.
The door downstairs was opened from the outside, and Melanie, dressed in a cool dress, rushed in like a wind. On the first floor, there was no figure of Aldridge, and immediately ran upstairs. The gym and the study did not see him. The figure finally pushed her bedroom door open to make her look ridiculous.
Climbing slowly into the bed, Melanie straddled him, and while leaning down, Aldridge woke up with a confused expression. Melanie kissed him on the mouth and smiled: "Congratulations ! Champion coach!"
Yesterday, she had a performance and couldn’t break up. She didn’t go to the Netherlands to cheer for Aldridge. Aldrich didn’t care. After all, Millwall was already pressed for time.
Aldridge rubbed his eyes. At this time, Melanie smelled the alcohol on his body and covered her nose. "You slept without a bath yesterday? It's so bad, go to take a bath!"
Aldridge was still in a listless state. When she sat up, Melanie was packing up the clothes on the floor. She turned around and asked, "I called you last night. No one answered your mobile phone. My home phone was always busy. I called at three. Once, I was busy, I called once at 4 o'clock, or I was busy, I was busy this morning, did you intentionally leave the phone aside?"
"Oh, no, there was a player who couldn't sleep last night. He won the championship. He was extremely energetic and called me to chat. I didn't know when it was time to fall asleep."
"Who?"
"Shevchenko."
"Oh, your relationship is so good, what are you talking about?"
"Uh, forget..."
Aldrich walked into the bathroom. He really forgot what he had talked with Shevchenko. Most of them were daily chores. In fact, it was something like "one sheep, two sheep, three sheep." Let Shevchenko calm down.
After bathing, Aldridge walked downstairs in shorts, Melanie made some simple food for him in the kitchen, and Aldridge turned on the TV to watch the news.
"I’m not emphasizing that Millwall has become the strongest team in Europe. I value the team spirit more, such as Liverpool at Shankly and Paisley. Now Millwall shows a united side, passion but not lost Happy, the scene when they returned to London last night, the players shouted the Triple Crown as if they were playing games, do you think they are arrogant and arrogant? I don’t think so anyway, they are enjoying football and enjoying the sport Happiness! What do we see from Aldrich Hall? Is he calm when he was on the spot? Not only in this respect, we should also see that when his team miraculously played in the first The moment Europe won the championship, what was his reaction? Turning to Sir Robson's handshake, Hall was wild but elegant, he redefines Millwall's spirit, which makes him not only in the head coach's circle Outstanding, and will let his colleagues respect him."
The most talked-about person on the TV show is Liverpool's famous Alan Hansen. Last season, he also claimed that Manchester United could not win any championship with a group of children, saying that he hoped Millwall would not be scared by the sports of adults.
But for this person, Aldridge doesn’t hate him because he has his own opinion and will not become inflamed. Predicting failure is a normal thing. Compared with too many famous people who express their opinions, most of them follow the trend. He can always send something different from the mainstream the sound of.
Aldridge watched TV for a while, and most of the football shows praised Millwall for his news.
Melanie came out carrying the plate, handed the dinner plate to Aldridge, and then she took her handbag and took out several newspapers from it and placed it on the coffee table.
Aldridge looked down at the newspapers while eating. Fleet Street sang hymns unanimously. Most of the covers were pictures of Millwall holding the cup. There were also photographs of Aldridge thrown by the players.
Melanie sat opposite Aldridge and stared at him with a smile on her face, which made Aldridge feel weird and hairy in her heart.
"Enough to see?"
"No!"
"Don't see you in a few days, have I changed a lot?"
"No! So not enough."
"Don't you need to work today?"
"Three days off."
"Wait with me to exercise?"
Melanie nodded like a smile.
After eating, Aldridge took a break. Melanie also took a shower in the bathroom. She had a short haircut and she looked more refreshed. She wore a black three-point style and pushed open the door of the bedroom, but did not see Aldridge. I felt strange in my heart.
When she saw Aldridge jogging in the gym, she couldn't help crying: "Work out?"
Aldrich looked around and saw her dress, and immediately smiled: "Yeah, exercise!"
"Why don't you make it clear? I even took a bath."
"Which word is unclear? Haven't you rested for three days? The good show stays at night."
"Can I beat you up?"
"Then try it."
The gym space is not small, Aldridge and Melanie put on gloves to practice what they usually do in fitness: boxing.
...
In the evening, Aldridge drove Melanie back to his parents' villa in the eastern suburbs for dinner.
He still drove the BMW that Arthur gave him, and Melanie was a little unhappy.
"Do you hate the car I gave you?"
"No, I like it very much, but it's too blatant. I can relax and go for a ride occasionally, but there is no need to drive that car for work or short trips, and parking is not convenient."
Aldrich told the truth, Melanie was relieved.
But Aldridge thought more about it. Perhaps his relationship with Melanie, like that Lamborghini, was a life reconciliation agent during occasional relaxation, and the days of being together so that the two seemed like simple couples, eternal Stay in a "love" stage.
When she came to her parents' villa, her mother Amelia and her sister-in-law were busy at dinner, and there was already a rich dinner on the long table.
Andrew came alone, holding a three-year-old nephew, Bowen, watching cartoons.
As soon as Aldridge came in, Andrew raised Bowen and smiled, "Uncle Aldridge, congratulations."
Aldridge walked over and pressed on Andrew's head with a smile, "Thank you."
He bent down and kissed Bowen on the forehead. His nephew grabbed his sleeve and said, "Give me a Larson signature."
Aldridge nodded and agreed to come down.
"What about Arthur?"
"Still sleeping in the bedroom, I'll call him!"
Mother Amelia took the steak from the oven and put it on the table, then went upstairs.
"What's going on? Arthur is playing again?"
Aldrich asked Andrew.
Andrew shrugged. "Yeah, he got on the plane this morning. When he was sent back by the old rogues, he thought he was in Rotterdam and gave me a tip of twenty pounds."
"Hahaha, by the way, I didn't meet him in Holland yesterday."
Millwall arrived in Rotterdam early. As the club president, Arthur and CEO Adam and other executives arrived in the Netherlands on the day of the game. They were more like spectators and sat directly in the stadium box. Millwall hurriedly left after the game. , Aldridge did not say hello to his father.
"Oh, yesterday he was sitting in a box with Barcelona’s President Nunez. According to the reports of the old gangsters, they were crazy in Rotterdam at night. Arthur has been insulting Nunez as an annoying idiot. Barcelona did not figure out the situation. Nunez thought that Arthur as the chairman could control the power of the player transfer, so he has been testing Arthur, wanting to introduce Larson, Arthur does not want to talk to the other party, but has been harassed..."
Aldridge smiled: "So he doesn't like to sit in the box and watch the ball."
At the Lion’s Cave Stadium, Arthur no longer watched the ball in the box, but sat in the stands with Puskas Ewen and played in the European War. It was the final. As the chairman, he could only sit in the box again. Here, and it's about a club image.
Changed to the other Premier League club owner or chairman, Arthur was able to smile and scold the other party in the box for two hours. Anyway, even if it was taken outside, he did not know what they said.
After all, the boss or chairman of the Premier League will meet every three months. Most of the time they will attack each other at the Premier League round table due to disputes of interest and keep smiling in front of the public, but privately, everyone is not a good bird.
On the stage of the European War, when facing the chairman or boss of a club from outside of England, Arthur did not want to conflict with each other. In England, everyone has established rules of the game and will not tear their faces in the public, but other countries’ Club chairman or boss, God knows if the other party is a dynamite bucket.
Yesterday's final was wonderful, but Arthur was in a pin-for-two hours, enough of Nunes's harassment.
After Aldridge laughed, he suddenly felt like he had forgotten something yesterday.
"What are you doing frowning?"
Andrew looked at Aldridge puzzled.
"I think I missed something yesterday."
"Oh, is it a post-match press conference? UEFA has issued a warning, but considering that Millwall has another final tomorrow, UEFA said it can accept your absence this time, but the next time you have to inform them in advance , Cool the reporters there, but you ran away by plane. What's the matter?"
Aldridge sighed in his head: "It's really like that, there is no way, I was too happy at the time."
"Oh, Aldridge, come here and let me kiss!"
Arthur in pajamas came down from the upstairs, and just halfway through to see Aldridge, Arthur's belly with her messy hair speeded up and rushed towards Aldridge.
But without two steps, he thumped and fell into the living room.
"grandfather!"
"Oh my god!"
Bowen and Amelia exclaimed in unison.
Aldridge and Andrew hurried over to help him up.
I don’t know if the fleshy belly has a cushioning effect, or it may be a soft carpet. Arthur immediately climbed up after falling down, holding Aldridge like a kiss, and he kissed him in the face, haha ​​big Laughed: "Long live Millwall! We are European champions! There is no regrets!"
"I think it's the biggest regret if you die now!"
Aldridge said with a smile.
Arthur's expression was stunned, and he asked, "Why?"
"Because you will miss Millwall's more championship moments."
"Ah, ha, hahaha, yes! Son, my mother is not dead, I will live to be two hundred years old and see Millwall take twenty, thirty, one hundred championship trophies!"