After signing with AC Milan, I will be the king of football!

”I heard Cruyff once humiliated Mourinho.”

Cassano said mysteriously, ”It’s said that Cruyff claimed Mourinho was not competent, and Mourinho held a grudge.”

”That’s different from what I heard.”

Casillas said.

”Where did you hear about Barca’s stuff?”

Raul asked curiously.

”Just heard it from my teammates in the national team.”

Casillas didn’t explain, he continued, ”At that time Mourinho really wasn’t that important at Barca, he was both a translator and a coach, but most people just considered him a translator. Once, the ground staff sprayed Mourinho’s suit with a hose, and the players sitting by the side laughed out loud. The ground staff didn’t apologize and laughed along with the players. Mourinho walked away with a dark face, and not long after, he left Barca to coach.”

Huang Kaiwen nodded.

No wonder then.

Someone as proud as Mourinho, naturally he would hold a grudge when looked down upon.

Even the ground staff didn’t take him seriously, Mourinho definitely couldn’t stand it.

This seems like something from a novel where the underdog faces humiliation.”

Unfortunately, Dream Three was too strong; Mourinho basically had no chance for revenge.

If the Yellow Ball King really poached Messi, it wouldn’t be too much for Mourinho to bow down to him.”

”It seems you guys are really curious about the coaching matter, that’s good.”

Capello suddenly came over and said, ”The coach of the B team told me he was having some trouble, and I need to send a few outstanding stars to help him resolve these issues.”

”Are you looking for someone to be an assistant coach?”

Salgado asked.

He was at the end of his career and was trying to stay in football.

Coaching was an excellent choice.

Playing from the youth team to the end of one’s professional career, one would undoubtedly feel fear because apart from football, they wouldn’t know what else they could do. Retiring felt like being suddenly cut off from an important part of life.

”Not exactly, but something similar.”

Capello said, smiling as he looked around at the first team players.

Real Madrid players felt there was something odd about the coach’s smile.

”Cassano, Torres, Higuain, the three of you go report to the B team now,” Capello said.

Real Madrid players:...

No wonder the coach’s smile seemed off.

This was clearly not what he’d said about assisting the B team coach, more like being demoted.”

Cassano and Higuain exchanged glances, had their actions been discovered?

But what was up with that kid Torres, he hadn’t been involved in their activities.

The two suppressed their doubts and headed towards the B team.

Cassano, having been in and out, wasn’t worried at all.

For him, going to the B team was no different from going home.

It was Higuain’s first time going to the B team.

But since he had tampered with Capello’s car before, he had thought this day might come, so he also was mentally prepared.

Only Miguel Torres was utterly confused.

The team was short on players, and yet the coach was considering demoting him to the B team, how dissatisfied must he be to make such a decision!

Cassano and Higuain chatted as they walked, completely stress-free.

It felt like the situation where bad students are still laughing while being punished to stand.

Torres, however, had tears in his eyes, constantly looking back.

Fearing that he might never be able to return to the first team.

”The rest of you can continue training,”

Capello said before he also headed towards the B team training field.

He planned to instruct the B team coach to take good care of those three guys.

April 5th, the match against Mallorca.

The three who were demoted to the B team didn’t make it into the squad.

Huang Kaiwen also did not travel with the team to the away game.

The score remained 1:1 until the 83rd minute when a substitute, Baptista, took a long shot that deflected off a defender’s leg and into the goal, helping Real Madrid to take the lead and secure a hard-fought victory.

After a rest, the entire team flew to London.

April 8th.

Stamford Bridge Stadium press room.

Watching a vibrant Mourinho answering questions from the journalists.

Capello even felt like laughing a bit.

Was that big mouth planning to use three midfielders again?

Laughing at Ancelotti for being clueless, thinking Mourinho was outsmarted. Thinking three midfielders could counter Kevin? Last game Kevin played as goalkeeper, today Kevin simply isn’t starting.

Wait for the second half to exploit Chelsea’s weaknesses, then substitute Kevin in, what could Mourinho do then?

The initial loss to Ancelotti wasn’t because Ancelotti was stronger.

It was just that AC Milan’s players were better than Juventus’s.

In terms of tactical ability, how many in football can compare with him, Fabio Capello?

However, the development of the match was not as he expected.

Early in the game, Lampard took a long shot and broke past Casillas’s defended goal.

Chelsea, playing a 433, remained solid in defense, yet did not park the bus.

But Real Madrid just couldn’t find a great opportunity.

Cassano chuckled seeing Capello in a bad mood.

He was very pleased to see it.

”Don’t let the coach catch you, or you’ll suffer,”

Huang Kaiwen warned.

”Don’t worry, I have experience!”

Cassano said haughtily.

Catching him red-handed was next to impossible!

Huang Kaiwen:...

He really didn’t know what Cassano had to be proud of.

In the 74th minute, Ballack received a pass from Lampard and his long shot went slightly high.

An impatient Capello walked to the bench, leaned over, hands on knees to maintain eye level with Huang Kaiwen and asked, ”Kevin, you go on, it looks like they can’t handle it.”

”Sure, coach.”

Huang Kaiwen nodded, stripped off his training jacket, and began warming up.

The rest of the players on the bench simultaneously rolled their eyes, of course Kevin was treated differently.