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Since the author is writing a football novel about the 1990s, he might as well write about the national football team! Some of the players in that group back then were pretty good.
At that time, Serie A was probably very discriminatory against yellow people. It would be better to have Cha Bum-geun at the start of the Bundesliga.
The 1990s were indeed the golden age of football. My love for football started at AC Milan back then. Baresi, Maldini, Costacurta, the Dutch Three Musketeers, Donadoni, and Tassotti were the real dream team, and Serie A was also a veritable mini-World Cup. Unfortunately, with the decline of commercialization and Serie A, football has lost its original purity.
The author still has a conscience. At least he told me from the beginning that he was a banana man. Although he tried to persuade me to back off at the beginning, I still praise the author's conscience.
Those who are willing to watch the 90s are basically old fans and should be a little patient, but what are you writing about! The soul piercing weakened the body, and the sense of smell in front of the door became mysterious. Others made mistakes. Oh, I am quite disappointed.
Starting in 1990? You have to give the protagonist a golden bell with an iron shirt. It was only in 1994 that it was forbidden to tackle people from behind. In 1998, it was forbidden to tackle people from behind. If you were a bit more brittle in 1990, I would just scrap you.
After reading a few chapters, the plot is too stiff and ridiculously made up.
Football is never pure, it's just your younger self
Come on, my personal opinion is that football in the 1990s is not pure. Times are just different. Just like before the emergence of self-media, the right to speak in information dissemination was in the hands of reporters and TV stations. In the past, clubs had the most say, except for the superstars, and their salaries were all arranged by them. Now, players have the right to say and naturally require high wages From a competitive perspective, the style of that era is called passionate at best, and unscrupulous at worst. It is glory to tackle the opponent's feet. Just like what everyone said about the Barcelona incident with Stanford Joe, are Chelsea right? Real Madrid's butt is really clean? Manchester United and Liverpool were also butchers, and the Milan duo are not the same either.
You can write more about the season and become a football Ivy League
How many updates a day? I quite like writing about that era, I hope there will be more
This book is not that interesting😑
Just one question, why does the body become worse after soul wear?