"Later they all called us "crazy gangs" or "crazy gangs". We were also proud of it because this is our Wimbledon football. The enemy calls us "crazy gangs" or "crazy gangs" with resentment, and that is the best reward for us."

"It's a coincidence that we won the FA Cup two years later, and we beat the strong Liverpool in the final. Maybe we have a fate with Liverpool? That game was really exciting, until now... sometimes I still remember it occasionally. No one looked at us before the game, but we were not worried at all. In the car going to the stadium, we were still playing cards, and I lost some money..." Eames frowned. He couldn't remember how much he lost. "And while waiting to enter, we met Liverpool in the passage. Winnie Jones at that time... Have you heard of that guy?" he asked suddenly.

Chu Zhongtian nodded and shook his head again: "I have heard his name. People here sometimes mention him, but they don't know much." He pointed to the other drinkers in the bar.

Eames nodded: "He is a demon. As long as he is on the court, no one wants to provoke him... Well, what I want to say is that even if he is off the court, no one will provoke him."

This man with a crooked mouth and a very vicious smile on his face when he mentioned this character, his expression was clearly a little fear. This made Chu Zhongtian even more interested in the legendary Winnie Jones. When he was working in a bar, he would occasionally hear the drinkers mention this name. Whenever the fans mentioned him, they were full of admiration and respect. They agreed that Winnie Jones was the greatest evil man in the team's history. No matter what these people were arguing about before, as long as they talked about this, they could quickly reach a consensus and shake hands and make peace.

Chu Zhongtian felt that it was a pity that he had never seen the greatest evil man play football with his own eyes.

Eames did not notice the change in Chu Zhongtian's face. He continued: "Anyway, Jones led the players to roar at the group of Liverpool's big stars and gentlemen for three minutes." He raised three fingers and shook in Chu Zhongtian's eyes, quite proud. "I'm sure their fighting spirit has collapsed. This is true. We defeated Liverpool with no fighting spirit 1-0. Dave saved a penalty in that game, which made him the first person in FA Cup history to save a penalty in the final. We all said that he had luck. The only pity is that although we won the FA Cup championship, we couldn't participate in European games."

Chu Zhongtian knew the reason why Iames said that he could not participate in European competitions, and that was related to Liverpool. In the 1985 European Championship final, Liverpool and Juventus met. During the game, fans of both sides continued to conflict, and the football hooligans mixed with Liverpool fans fought against Juventus fans, causing the stands to collapse, crushing 39 Juventus fans on the spot, and injured more than 300 people, eventually leading to the "Hyther Massacre" that shocked the world football world. In the five years after that game, all English football clubs were banned from participating in all events organized by UEFA. So although Wimbledon won the first FA Cup championship in their club history, he could not represent England to participate in Europe.

"What a pity..." Eames shrugged. "If we go to Europe, the history of European football might be rewritten..."

It's really arrogant. Chu Zhongtian thought so. But he admitted that such a team might not be liked by most people, but it can make him yearn for a yearning - no matter what, they are all teammates of the team, they are a group, and as a member of that team, they must not be alone during the game, right?

When I face the opponent's offensive players who are several times more than me, if I have a group of teammates who can trust behind me... how great it would be.

Chu Zhongtian lowered his head and clenched his hands tightly below.

"Now you know why I don't care about the fight, right?" Eames's voice sounded again.

Chu Zhongtian nodded. He knew some of Wimbledon's history, but he never thought there would be such a relationship - Wimbledon himself is a concentration camp for a group of ruffians, hooligans, crazy people, what is it? I guess they often played like this in the team before... Those who dared to spit on such a sacred brand as "This is Anfield", probably have no semicolons besides the Mad Gang.

It turns out that in the eyes of that head coach, I am also a person with a temper...

Although he understood why he didn't have to be worn for the time he had fought with Russell, he still had questions.

"What do you like about me? Apart from fighting..."

"You are a pure defender," Eames said. "We need people like you now. Most of the people who come to try out are strikers or attacking midfielders and attacking wing forwards, but we can't win with eleven forwards."

Chu Zhongtian understood this truth. He observed that day, the most eye-catching attackers were indeed the attackers, and there were many such people among the people who came to try out. Those who were willing to stay in the backcourt honestly during the game were the centre-backs and goalkeepers.

After saying this, Eames stopped talking. He had already said enough today. A "small story" was pulled into almost a whole chapter by him...

Chu Zhongtian knew that he was waiting for his answer.

But he still has a question: "The two people who laughed at me... are they qualified?"

Eames nodded: "They were trained in the Wimbledon professional football club tier before, and their level was much higher than that of ordinary amateurs. I have no reason not to do with these two people, let alone they cooperate with each other."

It is indeed tacit understanding, and it is very tacit understanding for people to play with people. Chu Zhongtian thought in his heart.

Although Eames didn't come to him to ask for medical expenses and Russell was beaten up by him, Chu Zhongtian still had to think seriously. If he went there, he would face two teammates who laughed at him and teased him all day long, how would he get along with him? Will he fight with the other party again?

He took out a pound coin from his pants pocket and pinched it in his hand and played with it repeatedly.

Eames didn't know what this Chinese was going to do, so he could only watch it from the side.

Of course, Chu Zhongtian would not tell this British man that he would do multiple-choice questions again.

Did the last question "Queen Go, don't go" be done correctly or wrong? If you go, you can be selected and you can start your football again, even if it's just in amateur games. Now the team's head coach comes to him and says that he has passed the test and has officially become a member of the team. If you look at it this way, the answer to the Queen's go is correct.

But those messy things happened in the middle, which made him and Emily's enemies, won the future of playing football, but lost the only British girl who could be considered a "friend".

The queen goes, but the word doesn't go.

Chu Zhongtian said this to himself in his heart.

But he did not throw the coin in his hand, and pinched the coin between his fingers for a while, then he stuffed the coin back into his trouser pocket.

He suddenly remembered that Emily came to him to try it because she felt that she wanted to play football. If she rejected Emily's invitation and threw five words, then he would have lost the British girl before he and Russell had fought on the court.

It turned out that something was destined to be lost... It was a pity. Now that I think about it, Emily's hands are really soft and warm.

Eames felt that his patience was exhausted. What kind of mysticism is this Chinese man playing with him? He was the most arrogant. He not only had to come here himself, but also told him a big story. Now he still has to wait for his response so patiently.

If he hadn't really liked everything this kid showed in that defense, he might have left long ago.

Chu Zhongtian raised his head and smiled at Eames in front of him: "I'm very happy that I can join AFC Wimbledon, thank you, Mr. Eames!" He bowed slightly, which was actually similar to nodding.

When he raised his head again, he did not see the expression on Eames's face, because he saw another figure behind Eames. His professional habits made his eyes rub against Eames' cheeks and crossed.

At the open door of "Tons Bar", a girl in a blue T-shirt stood. Her blonde hair shone in the bright sunshine of noon. The dazzling light made Chu Zhongtian think he was confused. He lowered his head and stretched out his hand to rub it. He raised his head and opened his eyes again. There was no one at the door.

The man had already walked up to him and stood beside Eames.

"Emily? Why are you here?" The person who said this was not Chu Zhongtian, and he was still standing there at this time.

The person who asked was Eames.

"Ah, Mr. Eames." Emily nodded to Eames, "I'll come to visit my friend."

After saying that, she looked at Chu Zhongtian standing behind the bar.

"Please give me a pint of Guinness, man."

She smiled mischievously.

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PS, the two updates are over today. Chu Zhongtian won another part-time job and also gained a friendship. As for whether this friendship will deteriorate in the future... I will keep it a secret, hehe!

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Chapter completed!