Chapter 108: Fifty years of laughter

At the weekend, Bates came to the Lion’s Cave Stadium to watch the game because Arthur Millwall Chairman Arthur attended the press conference the day before the game. Come, this is a father's proud performance of his son.
So the reporters surrounded Arthur after the press conference. Arthur, who had mixed on the street, had a smooth and cunning character. He was proud of his son in the interview, proud of Millwall’s performance, and finally expressed tactfully. To his disappointment: He originally intended to treat Chelsea boss Bates with kindness, and also rented a Lincoln to pick him up to see the ball, but Chelsea boss Bates seems to have found many reasons to refuse him.
How shameless the reporters are. The title of the newspaper on the competition day was: Chelsea boss fears Millwall!
Originally Chelsea hated Millwall, and Millwall fans faced Chelsea with a contempt. This is strange, but this is the reality.
Bates, who has been in possession of Chelsea for more than ten years, still wants to continue mixing, and also wants to make money through the "Chelsea Village" he built. Naturally, can't chill the hearts of fans and show weakness in front of the dead enemy? What a joke, it's no different from suicide.
So, Bates came, and the moment he appeared in the box, the stadium broadcast shot was aimed at the box.
Bates and Arthur embraced each other with smiles on their faces like old friends.
But no one knows what they said when they whispered.
"Sharr, your Chelsea is almost done? Let the Premier League clubs learn from you? Who will watch the games of the middle and lower teams of the Premier League?"
"Old bastard, don't be complacent. You don't know what a football game is. Millwall can laugh now. When the major teams open their bank accounts in the summer, you will be beaten back to their original form, country gangsters!"
"Curse, I know you are not convinced, and bought a Mr. Football, but the team is still half dead, ha ha ha, wronged!"
"Are you stupid? Millwall doesn't even have a champion, and you are happy to be fart here!"
"Does Chelsea have a champion?"
"We have won the top league championship!"
"That was almost fifty years ago? Ha ha, 50 years of laughter, you can still laugh at a sense of superiority, you are really a pen!"
The two decent club presidents sat down after a friendly hug and countless greetings to each other's family.
In front of outsiders, they were polite and able to coexist peacefully, but the smile on Arthur's face was from the heart, and Bates was mostly far-fetched.
Before the start of the game, Aldridge came on the court, and then took the initiative to walk to the Chelsea coach seat. He extended his right hand to the Chelsea coach who was standing on the sidelines with his arms folded.
"Sir, when I was a kid, I watched your game. At that time, your performance on the court was impressive. If Chelsea players have your level, then Chelsea must be a very strong team."
Aldrich's words are half a sword in a smile and half a sincere compliment.
The man standing in front of him is the famous international football star in England.
Glenn Hoddle.
In the 86 World Cup, Aldridge did watch him play for England in front of the TV. The most popular English player in that session was Reinkel, but Hoddle's performance was indeed impressive.
Hoddle was slightly surprised to shake hands with Aldridge, and then smiled: "Your team is also impressive, it is difficult to believe that you can control such a powerful team so young."
Aldrich shook his head humbly and then turned to his position.
He just admired Glenn Hoddle in the player era and Hoddle in the coach era.
Human superstition, or whitewashing is called faith, is not wrong, but it is wrong to impose your own superstition on others, and even affect a collective.
Hoddle is a typical example. When he coached the England national team in the future, he brought the wizard into the England team, and what he said in his mouth was more or less a reincarnation of fatalism, which is not tolerated by the mainstream in the scientific society. .
Standing on the sidelines, Aldridge watched Chelsea's lineup. The most dazzling natural is the 33-year-old Gullit. In addition, there are not many famous stars. This is Chelsea's current development model and is also the FA. A development model that is highly respected for the template: local players plus experienced superstars.
Perhaps the Football Association thinks that the Premier League is not very attractive today. The club can bring some late stars to provide experience, which can speed up the pace of the Premier League to catch up with Europe.
And this model will be followed by the Premier League team for a long time in the future, Middlesbrough, Bolton, West Ham United and so on.
Because Aldridge's remarks on Chelsea in the interview are quite contemptuous, therefore, from top to bottom, Chelsea hopes to defeat Millwall at the Lion's Cave Stadium.
But they seem to have forgotten that in this small lion's stadium, Millwall started from last summer when Aldridge took over and never lost.
When the game started, Chelsea's offense hadn't taken off, and they fell into full passiveness.
In the midfield, they have the former superstar Gullit, but he is 33 years old, perhaps through experience, creativity will be better than the Premier League first-line players, but the defensive loopholes are obvious.
Millwall's crazy forcing from the midfield made this world footballer dizzy and could not even hold the ball. Instead, Millwall's rapid advancement played vividly.
The fans in the stands cheered louder and louder, now they can raise their heads and raise their eyebrows. Although it seems that the Premier League has little hope of winning the championship, at least on the three-point ground of London, there is really no team. Can cover their limelight.
Arsenal? Sorry, Millwall has already opened the 10-point gap.
As for Chelsea, it's not worth mentioning at all, and there is no heritage and glory to be proud of. If Millwall is just flat, Chelsea wears more shoes.
Watching Millwall launch an offensive frenzy against Chelsea and bombard Chelsea's goal wildly, the fans of the crazy lion smiled and improvised.
"Chelsea, Chelsea, you are displaced and left West London. You bought Mr. Football. It is really enviable. Are there more gentleman audiences at Stamford Bridge? They bring supermodels and little stars. Are you sure to be jealous? Solution? Let’s take a look at the belt, let’s them together!

Less than two thousand Chelsea fans shrunk in the corner of the Lion's Cave Stadium, heard Millwall fans singing, clenched their fists with unwillingness, but also sad and bleeding.
To a certain extent, Millwall fans' mockery only tells the truth.
Chelsea fans were originally working-class backgrounds, but as prices in West London climbed, working-class fans could only "leave their homes" and go south to London, close to the Millwall area, which caused endless hatred between the two teams.
The people around Stamford Bridge are rich people, most of them are stockbrokers or entrepreneurs in suits. In the United Kingdom, football is the lowest level of entertainment and the most advanced entertainment. The poor and the rich watch it In the game, in order to integrate into the UK, especially in the international city of London, many rich people will take their supermodel girlfriends to watch football at Stamford Bridge, trying to feel the British entertainment culture. What’s more, they will discuss business on the stands of Stamford Bridge and let Stanford At the same time that the bridge watcher has become high-end and atmospheric, it has made traditional fans unacceptable, just as the popular British fans will laugh at Manchester United's commercialization.
Millwall was killed in the first half of the game.
Under Millwall's crazy offensive, Chelsea announced the fall of the city gate in the eighteenth minute, and Nedved shot into the penalty area and shot the first record.
In the next half hour, Trezee covered his head and kicked twice, and at the end of the first half, the scoreboard showed 3:0.
Every mad lion fan at the Lion Cave Stadium has an excited smile on his face.
At home, they will always enjoy happiness.
Home advantage is most vividly reflected in the era of Aldridge. They put a lot of pressure on all teams here, and players often play well in the home game.
This is the familiar advantage of the home court, and the passionate support supported by the fans, as well as the relaxation of the mentality of the players at the door. The combination of various benefits will allow them to play first-class football naturally.
Before entering the locker room, Aldridge deliberately glanced at the expressions of Chelsea players and found that most of them had surrendered.
Obviously, Gullit was not an important force for Chelsea's rise. His performances in AC Milan and Sampdoria in the past year have shown his inability to play in the field. He went to Chelsea but was regarded as the savior, but he I just came here to support the elderly, plus career transformation, and learn to be a coach.
Aldridge didn't care about Chelsea. The Premier League now has many strong teams, but Chelsea obviously can't count them.
Chelsea still did not improve in the second half, Millwall played more relaxed, and finally Solskjaer, who came off the bench, scored two goals and locked the score on the result of 5:0.
When sending Bates away in the box, Arthur shouted loudly at his back: "Old bastard, welcome you to come again next time! Next summer, you better buy a few more Mr. Football! I like to watch Mr. Football's Performance!"
Bates turned angrily and shouted: "Arthur, you go lick your own chrysanthemum! One day, one day, Chelsea will blow Millwall into scum! And I will let you kneel Please be kind to me on the ground! But I will still put your in your mouth and let yourself be cool!"
Arthur laughed and said with a red face: "Then you can only go home today to lick your cock! Bates, I love you, old bastard, next month at the Premier League round table, you give I’ll be honest, and trouble with Millwall again. I’m welcome to Chelsea. Your fare is a bit too high. Is the garbage match worthy of such a high fare?"
Bates stared at Arthur with a beard, staring at Mars with a beard, and finally turned his head away without a word.