Green Dragon

Chapter 239 The king of Bayern is actually him!

Chapter 239 The king of Bayern is actually him!
"Let us welcome the players who have just joined Bayern Munich!"

Following the voice of the commentator at the Allianz Arena, Long Shute, Neuer and others slowly walked into the stadium.

There was a burst of applause from the stands on all sides.

And the most well-known team song:
"FC Bayern forever number one,

You can call us the champions of the world,

FC Bayern forever number one,

We're much better than the rest..."

When Long Shute waved to the fans, huge cheers erupted from the stands.

But he always felt something weird.

This place is quite different from the Amsterdam Arena, where fans regard themselves as team leaders and heroes, but here, I am just a very ordinary player...

Then Long Shute laughed again.

Conquer Bayern, conquer Europe, conquer the entire football world, isn't this the challenge of coming to Germany? -
This day's activities have nothing to do with training, and more to interact with the fans.

Those who come to the Allianz Arena are the most loyal supporters of Bayern Munich, and only true family members are eligible to enter today's stadium.

The club has set up a variety of interactive games, including a 15-minute football match between players and fans, a relay race with giant balloons rolling, ball juggling competitions, penalty shootouts, and the most important group photo and autograph interaction link.

This is a traditional project that Bayern clubs carry out every year. Regardless of whether the results of the previous season were good or bad, they will stick to this tradition.

In the Bundesliga, this is not the exclusive patent of the Bayern family. Almost every team will connect with local fans in different ways. This is also an important reason why European clubs have been passed down for a hundred years and have influenced more than a dozen generations.

But there are always exceptions.

Just listen to Muller taking a photo with the female fans and winking at Long Shute:
"Do you want to play again after the end? I studied carefully for two hours and finally discovered the rules of your playing cards. I will definitely beat you next time!"

Since then, Long Shute has lived a leisurely and happy life playing cards with his teammates from the Bayern Munich chess and card club...
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The new season has just started, and the players are indeed quite laid back.

The first few days were simple training focused on physical recovery and weight control. Except for a few foodies who gained too much weight in summer and had to do more training, most of them were very comfortable.

Coupled with the fact that the head coach Heynckes is not young and has a good personality, there are bursts of happy and hearty laughter from time to time on the training ground.

"Philip, it's your turn to catch me!"

"Thomas... what are you doing, this tmd is a ring-scrambling training, not the ghost-catching game you learned in kindergarten!"

"How about this, whoever loses the game can only be a substitute!"

"You're right. Our Bayern Chess and Chess Club has grown stronger now, and the level of personnel varies. We must strictly select them. Let's make a decision like this!"

"Very good, Bastian Schweinsteiger has accepted this challenge!"

"I, Manuel Neuer, am I afraid of you?"

"I, Jerome Boateng, will also strongly challenge your sheep's head gang!"

Behind the merry crowd, two old guys were muttering.

A half-foot-long ugly scar was left on a person's face. As he spoke, the scar squirmed strangely like a living thing, and looked even more hideous: "Hey, Alger, what are they doing?"

The other person is the team's only big bald head: "How the hell do I know? Let's practice passing, Frank..."
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"Okay, that's the end of the warm-up."

Head coach Heynckes finally couldn't stand it anymore. He stopped Muller's frolic and said with a serious face:
"The next training will be very hard. It will be a severe test for each of you. You must be prepared, even Alger, Philip, and Frank."

Ram, Robben and Ribery all looked dignified.

They are all examples of players who never slack off in training. What kind of training can the head coach describe like this?
Then Heynckes pointed to the two basketball stands not far away:
"Next, let's play basketball..."

The 1.7-meter-zero Ribery looked at Ram, who was shorter than himself, and the two shortest people in the Bayern team couldn't help crying.

They can only rely on three-pointers to fight their opponents to the death!
Although Robben is 1.8 meters tall, his face is pale: "Coach, I don't want to play basketball! If I must play, can I shoot with my feet?"

Long Shute, who has grown to 1.8 meters a meter, is also confused:
It doesn't matter if the teammates are unreliable... Why is the head coach like this?

By the way, playing basketball...does it help playing football?

Can it strengthen my jumping ability?
Let me move faster in parallel?

Improve small stride frequency?
Learning pick-and-roll techniques?
Or let everyone learn from Suarez in the World Cup and make a precise block in a crisis time?
This...I, Long Ritian, can't!
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This basketball game ended with a big victory for the guard group. Compared with Ribery who had zero points in the game, Long Shute scored four points wildly, which is not ashamed.

What is somewhat surprising is that although captain Lahm does not have any advantage in height, he has become the core of the guard group: he can not only shoot three-pointers from long distances, but also frequently use his flexible movements to break into the penalty area—— Well, don't call the paint -- and end the game with a deft four-step layup.

That's right, how can four steps count as walking?

There is another small master hidden in the back group, that is the teenager Alaba. Compared with Robben, Olic and others who can't even walk five steps in one breath, and even kick the ball, he may have the most standard moves For the one, Liu Xing from Austria cooperated with the captain of Bayern to kill the tall goalkeeper group with a wave of internal and external shots, and took away the championship trophy.

The forward group ranked third, and Gomez and Peterson, two high center forwards—of course, in the basketball field, their height can only play guards—occupied the rebounds, and Muller used his flexible running position to help his teammates with the pick-and-roll To get a chance to score, if it wasn't for Robben's poor shooting skills, they might be able to reverse the guard and become the runner-up.

The midfield group can only be ranked last from the bottom. Although Schweinsteiger's posture looks decent, he basically doesn't stick to it when it comes to shooting; It will always be the one who suffers; Gustavo and Planic are tough enough, but they are both stupid and big, and their hands are far less flexible than their feet; I have touched basketball, occasionally a high-speed breakthrough with the ball, but often the person has come to the basket, but the ball is still 20 meters away...

Lahm, who won the best player in the Bayern team's basketball match, patted the backs of the vice-captain Xiaozhu and rookie Long Special triumphantly:

"Bastian... It seems that you and the dragon will not have any part in the sheep's head card battle tonight!"

Muller, who was only one step away from the qualification line, quickly hugged Lahm's thigh:

"Captain Philip is heroic, and he plays basketball so superbly. If you change careers, Dirk Nowitzki (an iconic figure in German basketball) and Kobe and James can only help you! The king of Bayern is you!"

(End of this chapter)

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