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The football maniac returned to his old club, the away team pulled up banners and sang for him, and some people were born to be the protagonists

The football maniac returned to his old club, the away team pulled up banners and sang for him, and some people were born to be the protagonists

Some people are born to be the protagonist, even if they no longer stand in the center of the stage, even if they no longer have a glamorous costume.

In Europe's five major leagues, when the two-and-a-half-time championship has come to an end (it is only a matter of time before Real Madrid win the title), only the Milan duo in Serie A is replicating the Premier League hand-to-hand combat of Manchester City and Liverpool. Unlike Manchester City, who have been suppressing Liverpool to the death, the Milan duo have turned each other over the past weekend, and the protagonist of this "turnaround battle" is a "mountain and river old man": the former treble coach and now Roma manager Jose Mourinho.

When the game came to 72 minutes, the 3-0 on the big screen of the Meazza Stadium had already declared the victory and defeat without suspense, and the live singing became the biggest breaking point. A melodious "Song of Mourinho", in which Meazza's hosts sang along with "Welcome home, José!" "Huge banner, paying tribute to the beloved meritorious manager.

The football maniac returned to his old club, the away team pulled up banners and sang for him, and some people were born to be the protagonists

Mourinho heard this, pursed his mouth, raised his left hand, and greeted the fans in the stadium. At that moment, he was deliberately controlling his emotions, out of respect for the current owner, Rome. But I can imagine that at that moment, his heart may be turning upside down. Under the gray hair, the eyes are full of five flavors. It took a moment to realize that Mourinho was already an old man in his sixties.

The sadness of the hero's twilight surged into my heart involuntarily. At that time, Lao Mu was fighting on this territory, scolding, galloping, handcuffing sarcastically, wildly like a vicious wolf; now he just sipped his mouth and did not speak, with a complicated expression, but like a docile sheep.

Of course, I can also understand it from a different perspective. This song and tribute proves that Lao Mu did not waste his time and did not mistake himself for his best time. It could be 12 years that Mourinho has been respected to the highest standards as a "guest". The word respect, Mourinho has always hung on his lips all these years, because he has had enough of all kinds of difficulties, even "rebellion". From Real Madrid to Chelsea, from Manchester United to Tottenham Hotspur, the locker room that can never be done well, the strange circle of "Mu Three Years" that can never be escaped.

Having been stripped of so many sharp and proud edges, Mourinho did not dare to say that he was still a "special one", and when he was idle at home after being fired by Manchester United, he even said in a condescending tone, "I miss football too much". When have you ever seen a madman lower his posture so much? When past achievements are already in sight, only Meazza, Mourinho can still pick up full of pride. He deserves it.

The football maniac returned to his old club, the away team pulled up banners and sang for him, and some people were born to be the protagonists

In the year when Mourinho led Inter to the top of Europe, Li Zongsheng's song "Years you don't urge, I don't push when it comes" was used as background music, sending away one post-70s superstar after another, until now this group has disappeared in the green field. At this moment 12 years later, Mao, who is known as "Young Li Zongsheng", is not easy, and he also uses his feelings to recall those summers, "Just don't go, stay, it is too complicated outside." ”

If you can, that's probably what Inter fans want to say to Mourinho. I know, intellectually, Mourinho may no longer be the one who can lead the team back to the top, but every time the news of Mourinho's dismissal comes, there is still a fervent discussion among Inter fans, "Will he come back?" ”

The football maniac returned to his old club, the away team pulled up banners and sang for him, and some people were born to be the protagonists

This is probably the immortal idealism in our hearts. We all want the people we like to be around, drinking heavily, eating meat, and singing until dawn. There is still beauty in the heart that has not yet collapsed, and there is still some innocence and romance in the heart. Like Meazza's singing, it was the one we were singing about the man we loved, and the glittering days. When I think of the light that comes from you, I am still willing to sing for you.

After the game, a reporter asked Mourinho, "Will it be less regrettable to lose against Inter?" Mourinho's response was, "It's definitely not true, I always want to win." Inter loves me and I love my country, but I want to win the race just as much. Now (for the rest of the season) I'm no longer playing against Inter, Milan, Napoli and Juventus, and now I can say that I want Inter to win the league. ”

I hope Inter win the league. This is Mourinho, who was broken, trying to break the defense in the Nella group in the same way. He knew that from the time he left, Inter was once again involved in league trophies, which took 11 years. When will I be able to re-encroach on the Champions League trophy? Elusive.

So how can you not miss that midsummer evening at the Bernabeu? Bitterness, bitterness, sweetness, relief, too many wonderful emotions are intertwined, giving birth to an unparalleled happiness. The heartbeats that have been paid are real enough to be attached. And the people who accompanied you at that time may have long gone, and may still be lucky to be side by side. In fact, it is not only Mourinho who misses mourinho, but also the self at that time, those people and things, and the days that were shining in our eyes.

The football maniac returned to his old club, the away team pulled up banners and sang for him, and some people were born to be the protagonists

The Inter in my heart, without Mourinho, is incomplete. I knew it was prejudice, but I couldn't persuade myself to change it.

In my heart, you are still the most precious.

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