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那是一年以前,十月。一年前的事,还能记得住哪些?无非一些不可能出现的人,一些可能发生的事。 当几乎所有的英迷目光都放在枪手和蓝色卢布之间的伦敦抢滩时,我正好路过投注站。我不会每期必买,其实严格意义上,我算不上一个彩民。 那张投注单对于我这种人,只是看球时佐酒的猪头肉。我从没指望过这块猪肉能给我生出一群小猪崽。可是,就在我正和投注点擦肩而未过时,瞥到了这样一行“利兹联vs曼联”。在无风无雨的2003,除了大叛徒费迪南德,弗
That was a year ago, in October. A year ago things, but also remember what? Nothing more than impossible people, some things that may happen. When almost all of the English fans were looking for a beachhead in London between the Gunners and the Blue Rubles, I passed by the betting shop. I will not buy each period, in fact, in the strict sense, I am not a Lotteryman. That betting slip is for me, just a pig’s head with a glass of wine. I never expected the pork to give birth to a group of piglets. However, just as I was rubbing shoulders with the betting points without any glimpse of such a line “Leeds United vs Manchester United.” No wind and rain in 2003, except for the great traitor Ferdinand, Eph