329 Train to Heaven

The Alp Stadium was crowded with people, and Caesar's shouts in the stands were heard.

Inter Milan defeated Chelsea and Juventus 3:0 and 2:0 for two consecutive 45 minutes, respectively, and won the Moretti Beer Cup. This is the first championship trophy that Inter Milan won in the new season. Although it is just a warm-up match, Inter Milan fans are extremely excited to be able to beat Juventus to win the championship.

After winning the Moretti Cup, the team returned to Milan and participated in the Tim Cup at the Meazza Stadium, defeating Juventus and AC Milan respectively to win the Tim Cup. This is Inter Milan won the Tim Cup championship for two consecutive seasons, and the cup has only been held for two years.

After winning two warm-up cup championships, Inter Milan's pre-season preparations were very good. Immediately afterwards, the team collectively drove to Tripoli, the capital of Libya, where they will face last season's Italian Cup champion Parma.

Yang Cheng and his Inter Milan defeated Parma 3-1 in Libya and won the Italian Super Cup.

After winning three cup championships in a row, Inter Milan was in the limelight. Italy was crazily hyping the team's outstanding performance, especially the four No. 10 midfield combinations that Yang Cheng kept running together in the warm-up match.

Emerson reappeared in the midfielder position. After the baptism of the World Cup, he seemed more confident and active, and his performance improved by leaps and bounds compared to last season. He was in good condition, and he handled the ball more calmly and reasonably, and his defensive coverage was more appropriate, which was very reassuring.

Due to Emerson's comeback and midfield defense is guaranteed, Nedved has become more active in pressing in the frontcourt, but his more obvious improvement lies in his offense and his cooperation with Ronaldo and Fanny.

Among the three goals in the Italian Super Cup, Nedved made a pass and a shot, and another one was from his indirect assist. He performed very well and was the best player in the Italian Super Cup.

Pirlo and Deco are as creative as ever. Both players are very skilled players, and they are both offensive and defensive. However, Pirlo is good at mid- and long passes, and Deco is good at short passes and insertions. But the most rare thing is that after the cooperation of the two players last season, they have established a complete tacit understanding.

This golden combination made Yang Cheng more confident and made the outside world's evaluation and expectations of Inter Milan become higher and higher.

After winning the Italian Super Cup, Italian mainstream media have all selected the favorites to win the championship in the new season. Inter Milan is undoubtedly far ahead and ranked first. Juventus has been in constant civil unrest recently. Lippi's team did not perform well in the warm-up match, and even ranked third after AC Milan.

AC Milan took a big advantage and got Brazilian star Rivaldo at a low price from Lazio. He is currently attacking Cannavaro of Parma and Stam of Lazio. However, the Ross and Blacks face competition from many giants such as Real Madrid and Juventus. Cannavaro and the Dutch are destined to be a hot item.

The transfer market turmoil suddenly started, and the Serie A was not idle either. Atlanta, Chivo, Brescia, Empoli and other teams joined forces to protest the current Serie A broadcast fee allocation system.

After Fachetti came to power, he began to reform the broadcast fee allocation system at Yang Cheng's reminder, but he was subject to a lot of resistance. Now these small teams use the strike as a weapon to retaliate against Juventus and AC Milan, two teams that firmly oppose the broadcast fee reform.

Now Facheti has met with the leaders of these eight teams. The two sides have agreed on a time to sit down and negotiate, but the postponement of the Serie A League is inevitable. When will the first round start, they will have to wait for the result of their talks.

Just when Serie A was beginning to enter a turbulent period, Yang Cheng received a call from Germany.

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The sky at the Pinetina base on this day was very gray, just like Yang Cheng's mood.

When he woke up early this morning, his right eyelid kept twitching. When he was talking to Charlize Theron, the latter joked, "Don't you Chinese have a superstitious statement?" Yang Cheng used this as her at the beginning.

Is there any disaster in the left eye twitching and the right eye twitching?

It's really good, it's so good!

He was about to come to the training base in the morning and almost had a car accident. A vehicle driving in the opposite direction almost made him go to hell. Fortunately, he was not driving fast at that time, and the roads near Gendile were not narrow, so people and cars were fine.

But when he encountered such a thing early in the morning, he could imagine his mood. The whole morning looked gloomy, just like this day, as if it was going to rain heavily.

But soon, as soon as he started training, he forgot about this matter.

After he finished his training, he returned to his office, turned on his cell phone, and in one breath he rushed in with more than a dozen calls, and almost all of them were from friends in Kaiserslautern, Germany, which gave him an ominous premonition.

"Hey, Werner!" Yang Cheng called Melce directly.

"Damn it, why didn't you answer the phone?" Mercen seemed very anxious there.

"You know my habits!" Yang Cheng said that he turned off his phone during training and never brought his phone to the training ground.

"Don't say so much, come quickly, it will be too late!" Mercen seemed very anxious.

"What's the matter?" Yang Cheng's heart became heavier.

"He...he may not be able to do it!" Meltzer said that he was referring to Fritz Walter.

A football senior that Yang Cheng respects the most, and someone who has helped him a lot.

"How could this happen?" Yang Cheng was panicked.

He also visited him after the World Cup. At that time, Fritz Walter was chatting with Yang Cheng at his home and looked very healthy.

"When I am old, my body is changing at any time, who can guess?" Merce said helplessly.

"I'll go right away!" Yang Cheng hung up the phone immediately.

Touching the pike that he always wore on his neck, Yang Cheng was anxious and immediately walked out of his office and came to the next door.

"Paul!" Yang Cheng knocked on the door and shouted.

"What's the matter?" Paul Bayer came out and opened the door. In addition to him, there were other coaching staff members.

"I'm going to Germany, please help me host the training!" Yang Cheng explained.

"What's so anxious?" Tim Hank asked.

Yang Cheng paused, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, "I'm afraid the old man can't do it!"

In a word, Paul Bayer and Tim Hank were both stunned.

Even everyone in the coaching staff was stunned. They all knew Fritz Walter's position in Yang Cheng's mind.

It's like his mentor!

"I'll go see him for the last time!" Yang Cheng turned around and left after saying that.

While driving his blue and black Ferrari, Mercedes-Benz was on the way to the airport. Yang Cheng had asked Paul Bayer to call him to book his flight ticket. There was a similarly closest plane to Frankfurt, and he had to rush over as soon as possible.

He was a very good old man. He was once the owner of Isora Bella Table 1, but he passed on the seat to Yang Cheng, as if two kings were handing over power, and then he unconditionally supported Yang Cheng.

Yang Cheng felt indescribable gratitude for Fritz Walter, so no matter how busy or tired he was, he would take time to go to Germany every year.

In fact, he had known that Fritz Walter's health was not good enough. From his heart, he had accepted that he would sooner or later leave this respected old man forever, but when this day really came, he still felt uncomfortable and panic.

This is a difficult emotion to explain. He does not have much sorrow because time has faded his sorrow.

He just felt it was difficult for him to accept it, and from now on, the world he lived in will no longer be able to see Fritz Walter. This name will always become a cold symbol, not a living person.

This feeling made him feel very uncomfortable.

From Milan to Frankfurt, he felt uncomfortable all the way.

Mertzer arranged for someone to come and picked him up, rushed to Nkenbach Alsenborn and arrived at Fritz Walter's home. There were already countless fans who received the news, as well as people from the German football industry, and even many people from all walks of life in politics and business.

In today's Germany, fewer and fewer people can have such influence.

"Are you here?" Otma Walter sat outside. As soon as he saw Yang Cheng coming, he stood up.

"He said you came, just go in."

Yang Cheng nodded, passed the gate, passed the living room, and came to Fritz's room.

I knocked on the door gently, as if I was afraid of disturbing the old man inside.

The one who opened the door was Mrs. Walter. When she saw that it was Yang Cheng, she just nodded and let him in.

The old man was lying on the hospital bed, his eyes closed, except for the slight ups and downs on his chest, reminding everyone that he was still angry, and the others were no different from a corpse, straight, without any flesh, and with bones wrapped around him, which was a bit scary.

Yang Cheng sat down slowly by the bed, without saying a word, and waited silently.

How he hoped that the old man could open his eyes, look at him, and talk to him at this time.

But he was very scared because he knew that if he did these actions at this time, they basically mean something.

Mrs. Walter was more open-minded. She kept asking Yang Cheng if she wanted to drink water or something, and Yang Cheng shook his head.

Half an hour later, the old man on the bed opened his eyes slightly.

"Fritz!" Mrs. Walter leaned over, "He's here!"

He saw the old man on the hospital bed moving his head, as if he was about to turn his head. Yang Cheng quickly stood up, walked to the front of the hospital bed, and leaned over so that he could see himself.

The withered right hand slowly wanted to raise it. The old man's turbid eyes swept the pike that Yang Cheng wore on his neck. When it lit up, it seemed to burst out the last light, but it immediately became dull. Then his eyes slowly closed and his right hand drooped completely weakly.

No pain, no discomfort, no torture, no reluctance, no regrets!

He just went there!

In an instant, Yang Cheng, who originally thought he could accept this matter very strongly, burst into tears from his eyes, slid down his cheeks, and dripped on the old man's hands.

But soon, Yang Cheng reached out to wipe away his tears and gave up his position.

Mrs. Walter walked over silently, gently packed his exposed hands for him, gently pulled the thin quilt for him, and covered his head. Her whole movement was extremely gentle, just like a wife pulling the quilt for her sleeping husband.

From this moment on, Kaiserslautern has no legend!

From this moment on, German football lost a heroic history!

From this moment on, there was no such person as Fritz? Walter in this world!

The sadness just came suddenly and faded away quickly.

When Yang Cheng opened the door of the room, everyone who saw his face guessed the result.

Ultramar Walter did not react at all, but nodded constantly, turned around, and walked outside the house. His back was extremely desolate and indescribable sadness.

Today my body returns to my hometown, and the same is true for his dynasty.

Isn't people like this?

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To be continued...