“What do you think about the ‘Widowgate’ scandal?”
Mourinho fell silent, an unusual sight. After a moment’s thought, he answered with barely contained fury:
“This ruined a player who could almost have become the best defender in the world. I can’t imagine the trauma something like this would cause my players if it happened again, but as things stand, this is the most heinous crime.”
Miller Yeles, Real Madrid’s ironclad defender and an Italian international, was a defender who could be used as a box-to-box player. In the tragedy known as “Widowgate,” he lost the person he used to be.
“Widowgate” was a malicious crime committed by hooligan fans. A car out of control killed Yeles’s wife and unborn child, and left the Real Madrid defender, a man made of iron, gravely injured.
After that, the man known as the Iron Defender, who always wore a gentle smile, disappeared from public view for two years.
When he appeared before the public again, that seemingly unbreakable man was haggard, thin, gloomy, and silent. He still stood in the penalty area like a wall, faithfully protecting his team, but he had lost the passion he once showed.
Since Raul, another player at the Bernabeu had begun kissing his fingers as a goal celebration, though the meaning behind it left everyone else silent.
“To my beloved wife, who has passed away, and the child I never got to meet.”
This is something I happened to dream about. The dream left a deep impression on me, so I decided to flesh it out and share it with all of you.
It might not live up to anyone else’s expectations, but I want to bring them to life.
Original male and female leads.
The female lead’s presence runs through the entire story, but she may not actually exist.
Thank you all for reading.
Theme: Maybe it was a dream, or maybe it was a parallel world.
This is already good. Taking medicine can distinguish illusion from reality. Without taking medicine, he can see his departed lover. It is already good to have the desire to live. He is already strong enough. Such plain hopelessness reminded me of Enke, an excellent goalkeeper who had struggled with depression for many years. Enke couldn't hold on because of the death of his beloved daughter, and finally committed suicide by lying on the train. They are very similar but not the same. Miller was once very happy, but a sudden bad event knocked him down, and he still had the strength to persevere. Enke had been depressed for many years, and the death of his daughter was the last straw. Life is a big river, it is enough if it is not washed away
Center back - attacking midfielder - coach. All the old Milanese are trying to support him.
Is this going to be a coach? My first thought was whether I could go back to Milan after I become a capable student. Milan has not had a good coach for many years... Especially this season, I saw that Inter Milan is playing steadily and steadily, especially since Roma has Ranieri who can return as the savior. Milan is only in turmoil, and no one knows what the future will be like if they change the coach [Heartbroken]
... Usually we can understand players transferring and leaving, just thank you for your efforts. Everyone has his or her own destiny. But occasionally I think about what if... If you hadn't left in the first place
Boss, why is the next door locked? 😭 😭 😭
Love is very important, so losing his lover made him painful. His love for the green field made him regain his strength. Especially believe in the existence of "soul", they will say "good morning", "good afternoon", "good night" and "I love you" to each other every day
One of the two people who loved each other passed away, and the once beautiful memories became sawdust stuck into the living person, which hurt but could not be pulled out. After that, on the green field, his wife held his hand, and the child was attached to his arm, accompanying him every step he took and every ball he touched. The three of them fought side by side. Go to the future with the best memories and your loved ones
Real Madrid definitely can't stay. If the protagonist still has energy, it's not impossible to return to Milan 😭
... It hurts so much. It's so difficult for the protagonist to survive.
When I touch you on my fingers, I know I'm not alone This is a mark that will accompany me throughout my life and will exist forever And you will not disappear