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Chapter 905 Minefield (Fourth update, please subscribe!)

Arriving at the training base of Real Madrid, the first thing to do after everyone is gathered is the physical examination.

All the first-team players arrived at the physiotherapy room and underwent physical examinations in order.

This time, Mourinho was personally on the side.

Seeing Mourinho standing aside with his hands in his pockets and a fierce look in his eyes, everyone was a little scared.

This guy looked like he would train hard if anyone dared to relax during the holidays and caused problems with physical indicators.

One by one, the players of Real Madrid entered the physical examination room, and soon, the physical examination data came out.

"Everyone has met the standards!"

The team doctor said to Mourinho.

Mourinho was surprised: "Everyone has met the standards?"

The team doctor nodded again.

Mourinho turned his head and took a look: "Marcelo too?"

The team doctor grinned and nodded.

The other players couldn't help laughing.

Marcelo sighed. What impression did he leave on Mourinho? Why did he feel that he would be stuck in the physical examination?

However, Marcelo seemed to be stuck in the previous two physical examinations.

"Congratulations! No need to practice alone!"

Suker smiled and patted Marcelo on the shoulder.

Marcelo grinned; "I also trained hard during the holidays to maintain my condition."

After all, the tasks in the second half of the season are heavy, and the Champions League knockouts, the King's Cup and the league must be taken into account.

In this case, he also wants a better physical condition.

Moreover, he knows that these teammates seem to be having a lot of fun, but they are actually secretly training to maintain their condition.

They are all a bunch of weirdos. If he really has a lot of fun, he will be a fool.

Learn from your mistakes!

He will not make the same mistake again!

In addition, Carvajal has performed very well in recent times, and Mourinho has given him more opportunities to play.

Carvajal has shown a threat to the main position.

Srna is Mourinho's direct line, and his performance is beyond words. Compared with the right wing, he may have a greater sense of urgency on the left wing.

In order not to be banned by Carvajal, he could only train desperately.

Real Madrid does not keep idle people. The only result of playing badly in Real Madrid is to be removed from the team.

After completing the physical examination, the players came to the training ground.

Pintus stood there with his hands behind his back.

He smiled and said; "I think you must miss me!"

"No! We don't miss you at all!" Marcelo shook his head frantically.

"Really?" Pintus smiled: "Then I will improve my relationship with you. Everyone jogs ten laps, Marcelo fifteen laps!"

Marcelo wailed: "Coach! I was wrong!"

"Call me Sergeant!"

Another three-day physical training!

Because of the previous injury wave, those players who were very injured were singled out for training.

In Pintus' sports philosophy, the reason for injury is that they did not train seriously.

There is no problem with his physical training, but the problem is the lazy "players".

Therefore, Ramos, Kaka, Marcelo and others put on oxygen-blocking masks and started their "vomiting" journey.

After the first day of training, when Suker was about to go home, he was stopped by Mourinho.

Mourinho took the initiative to find Suker and took him to the office.

"I came to you this time mainly for some changes in position!"

Suker raised his eyebrows; "Position changes?"

"Yes!" Mourinho nodded; "I plan to let you try the position of front free man more in the second half of the season."

Suker showed a surprised expression.

Mourinho-style free man?

"Defensive free man?" Suker frowned and asked.

"No! Just play the 10th position!" Mourinho continued; "Since the game with Atletico Madrid, I have had this idea. With your personal ability, you can completely play this position, and you can also enrich your offensive means."

Suker looked at Mourinho and let him play the 10th position. After all, this would increase his tactical resources.

But there is a problem.

"Our midfield position is a right triangle defensive position, Kaka plays as a central midfielder. Once I play as the No. 10 position, it will squeeze Kaka's position." Suk narrowed his eyes; "Are you going to give up Kaka?"

Mourinho could feel the anger from Suk.

But Mourinho was unmoved, he smiled and waved his hand; "I don't mean to give up Kaka!"

Suk was stunned for a moment.

"Then how can we be compatible?"

This is a real space problem, even if Suk has [Kaka's consciousness], it cannot be compatible.

If Suk runs to the midfield position, Kaka's space will definitely be compressed.

In the right triangle position in the midfield, the No. 10 position is difficult to exist.

Unless

Mourinho: "What if it's an inverted triangle midfielder?"

Suker blinked: "This is an offensive midfielder position, and this is a single defensive midfielder!"

"I admit that Alonso is very capable, but when he is a single defensive midfielder, he has to be responsible for organization, passing and defense, which is too much pressure!"

"Even if Srna helps him, this can't fully achieve the previous defensive effect!"

Mourinho nodded: "That's right, so there is no place for Alonso in my lineup!"

Suker was stunned and said in surprise:

"No place for Alonso?"

Mourinho nodded: "I found a good defensive midfielder, a pure defensive midfielder!"

"Sweeper?" Suker asked.

Mourinho nodded.

A pure defensive midfielder, specializing in dirty and tiring work, this type of player is known as a sweeper.

But Suker couldn't figure out why he did this.

It's not necessary!

It's pretty good now!

Suker will not change the entire lineup for a little bit of tactical resources.

What they need now is stability.

Seeing the confusion in Suker's eyes, Mourinho sighed and said, "In fact, Alonso has come to me before. He hopes that he can increase the position of the midfield and make his position more important."

"You also know that with Kaka's retreat, some of Alonso's resources have indeed been taken away, but this also makes Alonso more prominent in the defensive direction, but he wants to attack more."

Suker nodded.

No one likes to defend, after all, it will play very passively.

"However, I don't intend to accept his advice, so I have to be prepared in advance in case of some problems."

"What problem?"

"Alonso wants to leave us!"

Suker stared at Mourinho for a long time, and he pursed his lips and said, "I can't give you an answer immediately. After all, it's about my position. I need some time."

Mourinho nodded; "I can give you time, I'll wait for your good news."

After that, Mourinho said kindly: "I have always trusted you."

Suker secretly complained.

I don't trust you!

After leaving the coaching room, Suker quickened his pace, walked out of the office building, and immediately took out the phone.

"Suker?" Casillas' voice came from the other end of the phone.

Suker said in a deep voice; "Let's talk!"

In the evening, in Casillas' yard.

"Sorry, there is no juice at home. How about making you a cup of coffee?" Casillas asked.

Suker shook his head; "Just give me a glass of water!"

Casillas nodded.

Suk took the water cup, took a big sip, and then exhaled.

But his brows were furrowed.

Casillas looked at Suk and couldn't help asking; "Why did you come to me suddenly?"

Suk sorted out his complicated thoughts, looked at Casillas and said; "I just asked directly, is Alonso going to transfer away?"

"What?" Casillas widened his eyes; "How is it possible!"

After that, Casillas was about to call Alonso.

Suk stopped him immediately.

"Don't fight first, let's sort it out first!"

After that, Suk told him everything that Mourinho said to him.

Hearing this, Casillas almost exploded!

"Damn Portuguese! I have made enough concessions, but he is still targeting me. Diarra was forced away by him, and now he wants to drive Alonso away?"

Casillas was on the verge of rage.

Suk frowned and said, "What I don't understand is why Alonso should be driven away? There is no need for that!"

Casillas snorted, "Because he complained to Mourinho that he wanted more midfield resources and a more important position, but this was a request and communication between a player and the head coach, but he thought it was a challenge from Alonso, or us, to him!"

"Damn it! Why is this bastard so full of these things? Can't he be a little more normal?"

Suk grinned, "I was almost used as a knife by him!"

Casillas, "And it was a knife on the necks of us Spanish players!"

Casillas' tone was very unhappy, but Suk also understood it. After all, he was suppressed again and again, and this incident was really infuriating.

He almost fell into Mourinho's trap.

Mourinho used tactical resources to lure Suk, and once Suk was fooled, he nodded.

Then Alonso had to leave!

Suk played as the number ten, and the midfield must become an inverted triangle position.

At that time, Alonso will either completely transform into a defensive midfielder or move to the right to play as an attacking midfielder.

But either option will seriously weaken Alonso's tactical position.

No one can tolerate such a change.

Alonso will not choose to endure it in frustration, but will only seek a transfer and leave.

Moreover, this is not Mourinho forcing him to leave, but a chain reaction caused by Suker's position change.

Suker is the core of the core of the entire Real Madrid, and no one can touch him.

The tactical priority is also the highest!

At that time, whether it is Casillas, Alonso or Suker, they will suffer this loss.

And it's not just these. If it's not good, it may even cause contradictions and conflicts between the Spanish local gang and Suker's faction based on Alonso's problem.

At that time, the locker room of Real Madrid will be in chaos.

And in the chaos, Mourinho will have the opportunity to cut off the fire, weaken the two factions, strengthen himself, and complete the control of the locker room!

Casillas looked at Suker rubbing his eyebrows, and he felt a little refreshed.

Before that, this guy watched the fire from the other side of the river, looking like a melon, and he finally knew the feeling of burning eyebrows.

"Blindly giving in will only make him more excessive!" Casillas looked at Suker and said.

Suk also exhaled; "We really should do something."

This time, Suk was also very angry.

Mainly because he was fine, but Mourinho wanted to drag him down.

They fight among themselves, no problem.

Suk doesn't care about that.

But once Sukla is dragged down, it can't be let go.

"What do you want to do?" Casillas asked.

Suk; "Let's talk!"

"Talk?" Casillas said unhappily; "Haven't I tried it? Impossible, he only listens to what he wants to hear."

Casillas has thoroughly experienced Mourinho's stubborn nature.

"So, we need a suitable venue!"

"Where?"

"Mr. Perez's manor!"

The next day, Mourinho received an invitation from Florentino.

They just met a few days ago, why did they suddenly ask him to come over this time?

Moreover, Mourinho always has a bad feeling!

Arriving at Florentino's manor, the secretary was already waiting at the door.

Under the guidance of the secretary, he went directly to the front yard.

He found that Suk and Casillas were already sitting there, but Florentino was nowhere to be seen.

"Why are you here?" Mourinho frowned and asked; "Where is Mr. Perez?"

"Mr. Perez will not appear here. It's not him who wants to see you, but we want to talk to you."

Mourinho frowned and looked at Casillas, then turned to look at Suk.

Suk looked up; "Sir, let's talk!"

Mourinho pursed his lips slightly, he slowly exhaled, and then sat down.

"I don't have much time, I still have a lot of things to deal with!"

Suk turned his head; "If you don't handle this matter well, then you won't have the opportunity to deal with those things."

Mourinho frowned.

"Are you threatening me?"

Su Ke smiled and said, "I don't know what you are talking about, but I want to talk openly."

After that, Su Ke pointed at Casillas and said, "We talked about it yesterday, so I think you know how I feel sitting here now!"

Mourinho was silent.

Obviously, he also knew that the matter was exposed.

Su Ke looked at Mourinho and said, "First, let's each say what we want!"

Mourinho and Casillas were silent.

Suker raised his hand first and said, "My appeal is that this season must be stable. This is also the reason why we invited you here in the name of Mr. Perez. We don't want to have a conflict with you in the locker room. This will make the players panic and cause the overall state to decline. I think our goal is the same, that is, the championship!"

"So on the premise of winning the championship, I need stability, at least this season! I'm done!"

Casillas nodded and continued, "I don't want anyone else to become a victim. I don't know why you want to suppress us, but Alonso will not leave, and no one will leave in the future!"

Mourinho exhaled; "Okay, since we're here, I'll say it too "Have you ever understood my team-building philosophy? Have you ever really respected me?" "In a football club, the coach must be the core of a team. This is what a healthy football club should look like!" "But look at our locker room, where there are many factions and gangs. A captain and a top star team up to threaten the head coach." Mourinho said in a deep voice; "Why should I suppress you? Because I am afraid of this situation, but it still happened. Do you think this is what a healthy club should look like?" Casillas retorted; "If you hadn't suppressed us, this wouldn't have happened!"

"Who can guarantee that?" Mourinho sneered; "How did Pellegrini leave? Wasn't he forced to leave by you? Don't say it has nothing to do with you. I understand the situation here. He really didn't do well, but have you given him the respect that a head coach should have?"

Casillas pursed his lips and couldn't refute.

Suk looked at Casillas, feeling depressed.

Big brother!

You are the main firepower!

How can you do it with such a dumb mouth!

Suk turned his head to look at the window of the villa. Florentino was standing by the window with a mobile phone in his hand.

And next to Mourinho, the secretary also held a mobile phone in his hand.

Obviously, Mourinho also noticed this.

These words were not said to them.

But to Florentino!

Half an hour later, Mourinho left, and walked away arrogantly.

Florentino also walked downstairs slowly.

He looked at Suk with a smile, "You lost."

Suk shrugged, "Who told you to pick a dumb captain!"

Suk looked at Casillas, who was stunned by what Mourinho said.

"Igor is indeed not a good speaker!"

After that, he looked at Suk and said, "Why don't you say a few words?"

Suk shook his head, "What can I say? I'm not the biggest victim!"

The main gun was silent.

Let him, the secondary gun, fight against other people's "Katyusha"?

Suk shook his head and looked at Florentino, "You heard it clearly, so what do you think?"

This time, Mourinho successfully created the image of a victim.

And used Pellegrini's experience to once again strengthen his personality.

So, these head coaches are all eloquent, and none of them are easy to deal with.

Florentino was silent for a moment and said, "We are contacting Ancelotti! Of course, we are in secret!"

Suk was stunned.

"Are you secretly contacting Fatty An?"

"Fatty An?" Florentino was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help laughing; "It seems that you have a good relationship with him and can make such a joke."

Su Ke also scratched his cheek awkwardly, mainly because he was too surprised.

"So, what made you make this decision?"

Su Ke thought Mourinho's performance was very successful.

Florentino smiled and said: "Just before you came back, he talked to me once, he wanted to arrange Faria to the technical department!"

Su Ke grinned.

It's really a bright future!

Mourinho is going to kill himself!

To touch Florentino's power is different from suppressing the locker room.

It is estimated that Mourinho has already tried it!

But it didn't work. He thought he successfully tested the bottom line.

But he stepped on Florentino's minefield!

Technical department = transfer power!