[Football] Crown of Thorns

Leaving aside the upcoming league, Dortmund's first official game of the new season is the German Cup.

On August 8, Dortmund played against Burghausen in the first match of the German Cup.

Bavaria's Burghausen football club (SVWackerBurghausen) is currently in the German third division.

Burghausen Athletic Club is one of the largest sports clubs in Germany. It has 24 different sports professional projects. It is a comprehensive competitive sports club. The football club it belongs to was founded in 1930. The team has been traveling for a long time. In the third division of German football (Bundesliga), there was only one shock promotion to the second division of German football (Germany B), and then relegated to the Bundesliga.

In general, it is a team that is not too strong.

Facing such a team, coach Klopp did not dare to relax. In the first official game, almost all the main players were ready for battle.

After all, they have to go away to play, football is round, anything can happen.

Wacker Sportspark Stadium, Burghausen, Bavaria.

Although it is only a local Bundesliga team, the popularity of Burghausen club is not low. In the not too big stadium, the fans of the home team packed the stadium with a seating capacity of more than 3 people.

The Germans, who usually look strict and rigid, changed their style on the court. The men waved flags and played the trumpet, danced and sang shirtless, and the women wore hot and cool clothes and blew kisses from time to time. Excited fans They made the whole stadium very lively.

"Although the opponent is the Bundesliga team, it should not be underestimated," Klopp pointed with a tactical board, "...Among the people who need to pay attention, their striker No. 13 Olumide (Joseph Olumide), from Although Olumide from Nigeria is short, only 1.63 meters, but he is fast, good at quick dribbling, and his impact is quite good..."

After the explanation, Klopp put the tactical board under his arm and clapped his hands, "Take the game seriously and go all out!"

"Yes!"

After the pre-match arrangements were over, only the first 11 players were left in the visiting team's locker room, and everyone else walked out.

The substitute players went to the field and sat on the visiting team's bench, waiting for the game to start.

As newly transferred players, Gama and Lewandowski did not start, so the two sat on the bench, quietly waiting for possible opportunities to play.

According to the general rules, against such an average team, rookies or players returning from injury will have the opportunity to adapt in the second half.

"Robert, have you been here before?"

Sitting and waiting is indeed a bit boring. Gama, who has been the main force of the team for the past two years, can't sit still, and casually chatted with Lewandowski next to him.

"Come here once."

Lewandowski smiled, "The scenery here is very good, you can go for a walk when you have time..."

The two chatted quietly, and they stopped when they heard the broadcast above, listening to the player introductions above.

"No. 1 Volat, No. 2 Wolf, No. 4 Hertel, No. 5 Hackenberg, No. 7 Holzer, No. 8 Halfa, No. 9 Hess, No. 13 Olumide, No. 3 Schmidt, No. 15 Grübel, No. 23 Leiberfinger."

The home commentator announced the starting lineup of the home team in a cheerful voice, and then shouted twice to let the fans cheer for the home team players.

Well, where is the away team list?

Jia Ma looked up at the lively crowd above, and burst out laughing.

Although the fans are sometimes ruthless, Gama is quite happy every time he hears the voice of the home team's rebuttal style.

"what happened?"

Lewandowski turned to Gama.

Jia Ma smiled, "I just suddenly thought of the scene that once the away team wins the game, you have to pretend to be a grandson and leave quickly."

His statement made Lewandowski laugh too. "It's like that when you win when you're away!"

As a professional player, no matter where he plays in the league, he probably has seen such scenes before.

"Hey, what are you two talking about?"

The tender-faced little guy on one side of the seat leaned over, his brows and eyes full of smiles.

The short young guy Mario Gtze (Mario Gtze) does not seem to be the traditional German player that people recognize. Smiling, of course, when he is on the court, he makes people feel a bit aggressive. As a midfielder, he has a wide vision, a tricky pass, a light and flexible breakthrough, and is more like a South American in terms of technical type. .

Well, I can be regarded as a competitor with myself!

Of course, because he is still young, although he has made his debut in the Bundesliga, coach Klopp still dare not let him participate in too many games, worrying that too much pressure on him will not be conducive to his growth.

Jia Ma smiled slightly, "I heard that you lived here?"

He has roughly read the information on Gotze, and he seems to be born in Bavaria in his impression.

"Yes, I was born in Memmingen in Bavaria's Algöy region," Gotze smiled and moved closer to Gama, "I started football training at the Ronsberg Football Club when I was 3 years old, and moved to Dortmund when I was 6 years old... ..."

Gama couldn't help laughing at the joyful expression he said.

After all, he is a young child, and he looks very innocent and lively. It's great that such a young man is so energetic.

"Gama," Gotze said with a smile, "Your name is José Francisco, right?"

"No," Gama waved his hand, "José is called Jose in Spanish, but José in Portuguese."

"It doesn't sound like a difference."

Gotze made a face.

"Well, so to speak, there is really no difference."

Gama thought about the similarities and differences between Portuguese and Spanish, and nodded.

"You speak good German."

Gotze said again.

"Thank you, I learned it from the radio, it's pretty standard!"

Gama smiled. He remembered someone in the German team who seemed to speak substandard German because he was ridiculed by many people. Well, who is it!

Not to mention Lewandowski, because of historical reasons almost all Poles can speak German.

The three of them were muttering and chatting in a corner, and the game on the court had entered a one-sided situation.

Only [-] minutes into the first half, Dortmund had a [-]-[-] lead.

Indeed, even if Dortmund is not a giant, it can still be regarded as a powerful team in the general sense. Even if there are many injuries and insufficient personnel, facing a Bundesliga team like Burghausen, Dortmund, who played the main force, played really well. It's easy.

"The No. 13 speed that Mr. said is quite fast."

After chatting, the three pointed to their opponents on the field and began to analyze them.

"Although the speed is fast, the cooperation with his teammates is not particularly tacit. His teammates can't keep up with his speed, which drags him down instead."

Gama knew the problem after watching the game for a while, so he said this.

"Because the Burghausen team is almost all German players!"

Lewandowski said.

Gotze looked at him, "What do you mean?"

Gamma chuckled.

Lewandowski also smiled, "German players in the traditional sense," he looked at the other teammates on the bench, "Well, they are tall and good-looking, but because of this they seem to be very fast in terms of speed. It's a little slow, and the turning movement seems clumsy, facing such a flexible striker, hehe~~"

In fact, after Gotze asked, when Gama smiled, he reacted, but when he heard what Lewandowski said, Gotze raised his chest.

"Who said that my speed is very fast."

Seeing his triumphant look, Jia Mashou, who had already had itchy hands, stretched out his hands and pinched the baby's fat face, "Height!"

"Haha~~"

Levan lowered his head and laughed.

Gotze rushed over with all his teeth and claws, "Damn it!!!"

Stretching out his hand to cover Gotze's small face, Gama said solemnly, "The arm is not long enough."

Goetze, who was waving his arms in the air but couldn't reach Gama, blushed, and the teammates around him laughed.

"Sit down!"

The players who were making a fuss heard someone shout.

Gama immediately let go and sat down. Gama suddenly pulled back and almost fell over. Goetze, who was lying on the ground, was grabbed by the collar of Lewandowski and stuffed on the seat, and he was still whining. screaming!

It turned out that the coach came over.

Klopp's lips twitched involuntarily as he looked at the group of players who had just fallen out and now pretended to be sitting in rows like good babies.

It's really like he's blind and deaf, can't see and can't hear!

These brats!

"Lewand, Gama, Mario, you guys go warm up."

After glaring at a few bad boys, Klopp ordered.

It was originally the job of the assistant coach to arrange the warm-up, but Klopp felt that he should let these brats move around so that they would not be too idle.

Several people quickly got up and began to do warm-up exercises back and forth on the sidelines. At this time, the first half of the game was almost over, and the score was still 2-0.

After the intermission, Gama and the others stood on the sidelines, watching their teammates easily run onto the field.

Turning to look at the coach, Klopp was talking to his assistant coach.

Lewandowski, who was the first to come on the court, was a little envious to see him rushing onto the court excitedly.

When Gama finally came on, it was already the 70th minute of the second half, and the score was already 3-0.

In the end, when Gama felt that he hadn't shown much, the game was over.

Gama, who frowned slightly, looked at the scoreboard on the sidelines and sighed silently.