Chapter 140 Aaron's Troubles

Even when he first played in the official league for Nottingham Forest, Aaron Mitcher did not feel that he was so valued.

During this week, the tactical training, technical training, set-piece training, off-field strength training and physiotherapy have attracted much attention. This kind of attention is not the childish question of the coaches coming over and asking him whether he is happy or not. Instead, the training intensity increases, and if you make a little mistake, you will be scolded by the coaches.

Take strength training as an example. From the day he was transferred to the first team, he was told that strength training needed to be strengthened to enhance his confrontational ability. But the coaching staff's requirements this week have become stricter. Fortunately, the physiotherapy after every day has also been added, otherwise he really doubts whether he can persist.

This situation suddenly improved two days before the mid-week Champions League match. When he planned to go to the gym to continue practicing strength after training, he was stopped by Tang.

"No need to practice strength today, Mitcher."

"But I'm fine, I think..." Mitcher was a little surprised, he hadn't reacted yet.

"There is no need to practice more tomorrow." Tang smiled at him, "You have to have a good rest these two days."

Mitcher was confused. He found that although the Chinese assistant coach spoke English, he could not understand the meaning at all.

Tang looked at Mitcher's confused look and felt a little embarrassed. Logically, without Tony's approval, he could not disclose the starting lineup to the players in advance. But this kid is really cute. He has worked hard to complete the hard training these days. Perhaps as an additional reward... nothing?

"Well, Mitcher. You will start the game the day after tomorrow."

Mitcher nodded, looking no surprise. But then he reacted, and he almost jumped up and stared at the assistant coach in front of him. "What did you say, Mr. Tang?"

Tang stopped talking. Just looked at him and smiled.

"I'm not dreaming, Mr. Tang?"

Tang shook his head: "Let's have a good rest these two days. Don't tell others. "

Mitcher immediately made a move of nodding with his mouth. Thanks to Don, he ran away happily.

Aaron Mitcher's father is an ordinary worker and a loyal fan of Nottingham Forest. That's why he sent his son to the Forest Football School. When his son was selected into the first team by Don En, he was happy for many days and told everyone that his son was a star. However, his son was not so excited. He understood the competition in the team very well, and he always poured cold water on his father. He told him not to have too high expectations. At this time, fathers would show the majesty of their elders and slapped their son: "Give me a little bit more! Players who don't want to be stars are not good players. Which French bastard is saying?"

Compared with the excited father, the son seems to be more mature. But this situation has changed today.

From the beginning of entering the door, my son's face was filled with a deliberately hidden smile.

"Good afternoon, Dad!"

"It's almost evening, good afternoon?" My father did carpentry work in the garden. He replied without raising his head. "Do you work hard on training?"

"not bad!"

"Don't always say that. I thought you didn't train in the team at all." He bit his nails and spoke inconveniently, but his son could understand it.

"very good!"

"That's right..."

"Where is Mom?"

“Cooking supper.”

"Hehe." Mitcher suddenly laughed, and his father's hand shook. The hammer almost hurt his fingers when he hit him.

"Hey! You boy!" Dad was about to take out his father's majesty when he found that his son had disappeared. He stood there and was stunned for a while, "Have this boy been stimulated today?"

During dinner, my father and mother did not put their energy on dinner. Instead, they stared at their son and looked dazed in a daze.

Finally, the father-in-law broke this strange silence.

"Aron, do you have a girl you like?"

Mitcher felt strange, why his father suddenly wanted to ask such a question. He shook his head: "It's not there yet, don't you know, Dad? My height is not easy to find..."

It is indeed difficult to find a normal girlfriend if he is two meters tall... So the father used to joke with his son, saying that if he really wants to find a girlfriend, he would have to go to the women's basketball team to find him. But the team leaders of the women's basketball team are a bit...unsatisfied.

"This is strange. You don't have a girlfriend, so why are you giggling?"

"Ah! This is because..." Mitchel almost told his parents about the start of the Champions League, but he suddenly thought that when Tang told him about the news, he specifically told him to keep it confidential. So he changed his words temporarily, "It's nothing, it's just a happy thing. By the way, Dad, will you go to the scene to watch the Champions League match?"

"When did your dad go to the city stadium to watch the Forest team game? Are you questioning my loyalty to the Forest team? Boy."

"Hehe.  " Mitcher let out another laugh that made his father feel uncomfortable.   " That's good, that's good.  "

"Mitcher! Stop laughing like that.  You are not a girl! You laugh so hard that I have no appetite to eat!" The father keenly felt that his son had something hidden from him.   But he could not force his son to say that his father's majesty was not useful at this point.  This is really unpleasant...

"Okay, okay. Everyone eats." Mom came out to ease the atmosphere.

Mitcher Xiao didn't care about his father's beard and glaring at him. His mind was not at all about how his father would react. His mind is now full of Champions League Champions League!

The music of the Champions League seemed to be heard in his ears, and he felt his blood boiling and he was filled with goosebumps excitedly. Tens of thousands of people shouted their names and competed with European strong teams, instead of having to appear in a useless time. He dreamed of climbing to the top of Europe when he was a child wearing a red robe in Nottingham Forest. Now it is not far from realization.

The mother was also a little worried when she saw her son's performance. Recently, the team seemed to have increased the training volume. The son always said he was tired when he came back a few days ago. She was afraid that Aaron would be too tired.

"You'd better take a break early, Aaron."

"Okay, mom. I'll go to rest after dinner."

After dinner, Aaron pushed the tableware, stood up and said goodbye to his parents, and went upstairs.

Leave two adults to look at me, I look at you, I can’t figure out what’s going on.

Being a father feels a little frustrated.  I don’t know what the child is thinking, which makes him feel frustrated in front of his son.

When his wife saw him, she laughed out loud: "My son is old and has a little secret."

Mitcher lay in bed and forced himself to sleep, although it was only less than nine o'clock in the evening. He couldn't sleep because he was too excited. Even when it was twelve o'clock, he probably couldn't sleep.

Until now, he would occasionally wonder if he had a dream or had hallucinations at that time... If it weren't for Coach Tang, and if it were Chris Lack, he might have thought the other party was joking with him.

What does it feel like to play in the Champions League?

He has watched the Champions League matches on TV and live countless times. But he has never played on the court in person. Watching football and playing football are definitely two completely different feelings. What will he play at that time? Too nervous will lead to not be able to play half of his original strength; or too excited will lead to not be able to play half of his original strength... Oh, don’t think about this bad possibility!

...

"...The fourth official raised the sign of injury stoppage time on the sidelines, and the stoppage time was three minutes! The city court made a huge boo, and the second half was frequently interrupted due to fouls and substitutions. It was only three minutes of stoppage time! This was really incomprehensible. "

"The score is 0:0 now. If the score is maintained until the final game, then Barcelona will successfully advance. This is obviously not what Coach Tony Don wants to see, he is standing on the sidelines. He is using gestures to keep asking the team to press the attack. The time left for him is only three minutes. Can his team create miracles?"

"Nottingham Forest got a corner kick, and even goalkeeper Akinfeyev rushed to Barcelona's goal. This may be the last attack of the Forest! Aaron Mitchel was closely guarded by three opponents' defensive players. As the tallest on the court, his height and header are an important part of Nottingham Forest's set-piece tactics. "

"The corner kick was taken... Aaron Mitchel jumped up! No one could stop him, and the energy of a game burst out at this moment. He was taller than everyone! He was taller than Valdes's hands! Header!"

“gooooooal—gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!goal!!!”

Mitcher jumped up from the bed. He ran in the room with his arms wide open. He had not forgotten to jump up from time to time, stomped his feet hard, and at the same time he kept "goooooal" in his mouth.

"Aron Mitcher--!!" There was a rapid door slap outside and his father's yelling and scolding. "What are you doing! The ash on the ceiling makes you shake into the soup! Do you need me to call you to the hospital?!"

Mitchel turned a deaf ear to his father's slap in the door. He was now in the city court. At the last moment of the game, he pulled the team back from the abyss of Hell with a powerful header, and kicked Barcelona down to the vacant Forest team. Now he hugged his teammates around him, hugging Assistant Coach Tang, who brought him this good news. Hug with everyone around him. vent his emotions. He became famous with one goal at this moment!

With a "bang", he saw that there was no sign of calm inside. The father, who could not bear it, broke open the bedroom door and appeared in front of Mitchel. He was about to curse, but he was suddenly rushed up and hugged him tightly, yelling in his ear: "Go to die in Barcelona! We have advanced! We have advanced! I am a hero!!"

"You're going to die for me!" The father slapped his head on the back of his head with a slap.

Mitcher, who was awakened by this slap, looked at his father who was held in his arms in surprise: "Uh?"

"Do you think you are holding a beautiful woman with a big breast?" The father in his arms showed a chilling smile. He knew he was going to be in trouble...

During the training the next day, Donn discovered that Aaron Mitchel was not in good spirits and did not concentrate on the training ground. He found it strange. Mitchel's previous performance was not like this. He was always very hard and serious in training, and was fully focused. Otherwise Donn would not have arranged for him to play in the second round against Barcelona. The person who can be favored by him must at least have no problem with his attitude.

There is something wrong with Mitcher's attitude now, and it's overnight... He feels it's necessary to talk to him alone. Another important reason is that if Mitcher is allowed to continue training on that field in this state, he will definitely sprain his ankle in no time. Then Don't have all his plans.

So he walked to the sidelines and called Mitcher alone, intending to ask what was going on.

"Mitcher, did you not sleep well last night?" Donn noticed that Mitcher's eyes were bloodshot than usual.

"Uh, yes, boss." Mitcher dared not lie when facing Donne.

"Can you tell me the reason?"

Mitcher glanced at Tang, who was standing next to the head, and was thinking about whether to tell the truth. Although Coach Tang told him not to tell anyone. But the head was the boss of the coaching staff, and the news that Coach Tang told him must have been heard from the head... No. Maybe it was the head who told Coach Tang. Then it should be fine to tell the head, right?

"Well... Coach Tang told me yesterday that I will start in the game against Barcelona..."

Tang En looked back at Tang, and the guy was still expressionless, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

He decided to explain things to Mitcher first before settle the score with Tang.

"That's right. I did put you on the starting list." He then made a pushing move by his subordinates, "But don't be too happy too early. Look at your performance just now, do you think you will be able to start with this kind of thing? Now there is still one and a half days before the game begins, and I can modify the starting list at any time."

The excited smile that Mitcher had just revealed disappeared from his face again.

"I don't care how you look forward to the game tomorrow night. But now you'd better go back to the training ground and re-engage with training, and give me 100% investment!" Tang En's face was so serious and terrifying. "If you are still so absent-minded, once you sprain your ankle, you will completely die of this heart."

This sentence woke Mitcher up.  It was really a dangerous thing to be distracted when training on such a field...

"Did you tell others about this?" At the end, Tang En asked.

Mitcher shook his head quickly. Yesterday, he did not tell the truth when facing his father's "torture and confession". Even his closest family members were like this, not to mention that he was not a person who likes to be honest.

Tang En laughed and slapped her chin: "It's great, you've avoided the possibility of embarrassing in front of your friends at once."

Mitcher only felt that the back of his back was cold. He knew that the boss was not joking. If he performed poorly in training, he would definitely be taken from the starting list.

So he ran back and started training again, and no longer dared to have any random thoughts.

After solving Mitcher, Don turned to look at Don again.

"I think as a reward for his hard training for so many days..." Tang knew what he was going to ask himself, so he simply said it first.

"But you almost hurt him." Don't's expression continued his seriousness towards Mitcher just now.

"Sorry, I don't know..." Tang also felt in the wrong. Mitcher's performance is obvious to all, and it is indeed because of his words that such a change took place.

Tang En is not very harsh about his partner. After all, Tang always does a good job most of the time. He never makes any mistakes. He just feels a little soft-hearted sometimes... he looks like a girl.
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