[Football] Crown of Thorns

Recently, the boys in Dortmund's first team are very diligent and conscientious. Every time Klopp walks through the training ground with his pockets in his hands, he can see the boys who are serious and hardworking. It is really touching to see this way. Touched... What a big head ghost!

As long as you think that in the last league game, these bastards got rid of the games that allowed them to get three points and only got one point back. If you don't teach these bastards a lesson, they won't know who the boss of the team is!

Klopp watched the training situation blankly for a while, then walked away indifferently.

The assistant coach Mr. Buvac, who is much gentler than the coach, glanced at the eyes of his old partner, and then turned back to look at the players on the field with a smile.

On the training ground, apart from the panting sounds from training, there were actually whispers all the time.

"Sir is gone."

"It's scary, Mr. has a gloomy expression..."

"It's been a few days, and the husband seems to be still angry."

"I'm angry too!!!"

"Wow~~Help!!!"

The rowdy boys fled in all directions, and some even fled behind the captain Kyle, using the captain's tall and resolute body to resist the sharp eyes of the deputy team.

Kyle suppressed a smile and waved at Ferrer, "Okay, okay, let's continue training!"

Ferrer stared at the group of stinky boys fiercely, "Who is here to practice shooting?"

So everyone turned their attention to the seniors——Barrios looked back speechlessly: You did something wrong but you used me to top the tank?

A group of young generals shrank their heads one after another, unable to live or die.

Mr. Buvac, who couldn't stand it anymore, pointed at them on the field, "Forwards, hurry up and do shooting training, not only Ferrer, but also Langerak and Focher, you all go to help the forwards do shooting training."

"Yes, sir."

Langerak in 88 and Focher in 90 were both Dortmund's goalkeepers. Although they didn't have many opportunities to play, they were still very serious in training, especially now, standing in front of a group of hard-working forwards, No, maybe they are the ones who are struggling. Shooting training is not a penalty kick. The team's usual habit is to shoot in sports coordination-not only training forwards, but also training goalkeepers!

Witnessing the hard life of both the goalkeeper and the striker, many players were laughing.

Of course, Mr. Buvac will not let go of the bad boys in the midfield.

Therefore, on this day, the boys still have to pay the price of physical strength and sweat for their mischief.

"Woooo..."

There was a little boy pretending to cry.

Jia Ma's body trembled, "Please, it's too obvious to pretend to be crying."

Ge Xiaoce stopped crying, "Why?"

"We've all seen it, it's too fake."

"Anyway, even if you cry to death, Mister will not spare you, so crying is useless."

"How will you know if you don't let me try!"

"madness."

………………

After being liberated, the laughing and joking boys could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Of course, the most important thing is that it will be the game day again soon, and they will go to an away game, so naturally they can't train like this.

"Thankfully, the game is my favorite now."

"Well, I hope you can like it so much in the game, it's the best."

"Wow, I'll definitely be careful."

When the vice-team Feiler walked away, the boys patted their chests, "It's so scary, so scary~~"

Gama was speechless looking at this group of funny comparisons.

…………

January 2011, 1 was a Saturday, and Dortmund played away against Wolfsburg.

Up to the 20th round of the league battle, Wolfsburg, also commonly known as Wolfsburg, currently ranks 25th in the standings with 11 points in the league.

Before this game, in the four games between Wolfsburg and the Hornets, the Hornets had a slight advantage with two wins, one draw and one loss.

Time to go back to Wolfsburg's home public arena, there is still a while before the start time, the home commentator is chatting with his partner about the team.

"Man, I'm a little worried."

"worry about what?"

"Our main central defender, Simon Kyle, suffered an ankle injury. The coach can only send Madron to replace him. It is very worrying whether Madron can fulfill his mission on the field today."

"I really think that our Madron is also a good guy, and his skills are pretty good."

"Having said that, the thought of Giergi having to truce due to a fractured metatarsal made our main team lose another general, which greatly affects the strength of our team!"

"In any case, today it depends on whether Pekarik can replace Giergi."

"Well, let's cheer for them!"

"By the way, Mbokani, who joined Dongxiesi, entered the squad today. This striker from the Democratic Republic of the Congo is very exciting."

"Well, I hope he can live up to his worth."

"Oh, don't be like this, the young man who can enter the coach's field of vision should still have the strength..."

"OK, so let's take a look at the starting lineup of the home team today - goalkeeper: Diego Benaglio; defenders: Peter Pekarik, Alexander Madron, Arne Friedrich, Massey Er Schafer; Midfielders: Josue, Ashkan Dejaga, Sasha Ritter, Diego; Forwards: Grafitt, Mario Mandzukic."

"Ritter will play as a midfielder instead of a right back today..."

"...Anyway, let's bless the boys of our team first!"

"Next, let's take a look at today's visiting team Dortmund's starting lineup - goalkeeper: Weidenfeller; defenders: Subotic, Hummels, Mattes, Piceshke, Schmelzer; Field: Gama, Mario Gotze, Sven Bender, Blaszykowski; Forwards: Barrios, Groscruz."

"The injured Barrios returned to the starting lineup, Lewandowski returned to the bench, and Sven Bender, who was injured before the game, returned to the starting lineup again..."

The weather in Wolfsburg in January has gradually warmed up. The average daily temperature is about [-] or [-] degrees. When warming up, players can feel the heat from their bodies after running for a while.

After a week of devil training, the Dortmund players did not dare to relax at all, and entered the situation from the beginning of the game.

In the second minute of the opening game, Gama took the ball and sent a delicate through ball with his left foot. Gotze was offside and inserted a cross from the right in the penalty area.

0 to 1, the visiting team Dortmund leads.

Many home fans had just sat down, and before they unzipped the coffee or beer cans in their hands, they heard the sad commentary of the home commentator.

"The game has just started, Dortmund striker Barrios's first shot is successful..."

The Dortmund commentator shouted loudly, "In the second minute, the second minute of the game, the goal was scored!"

"It was a series of beautiful cooperation. The midfielder Gama intercepted the opponent's pass and then stuffed it to Gotze. Gotze succeeded in offside and passed the ball. Barrios' first touch in the first game since his return. The ball went in..."

On the court, Gama pursed his lips, stretched out his hand and clapped his teammates, and smiled slightly.

Klopp waved his fist excitedly on the sidelines, and Buvac next to him looked at him, smiled and reached out to give Klopp a high-five.

"These brats just need to be beaten hard."

"Young people~~"

The two laughed and talked, and continued to watch the game on the field.

"Shiko!"

Hearing Sven's shout, Gama ran over quickly and made a two-for-one cooperation with him before passing the ball forward.

It's a pity that the goal was directly destroyed by the opponent's goalkeeper.

Raising his hand to signal his teammates not to be too anxious, Gama took control of the ball again after a slow pace.

The two sides were deadlocked near the middle circle for a while.

However, Dortmund's players, who are already leading, are very calm. With the control of the midfielder Gama, the football is constantly shifting in a wide range from front to back, left and right, turning the opponent's molestation around. boos.

The Hornets fans cheered proudly.

"Gama, this guy, seems to have become more powerful recently."

"What are you talking about?"

"How should I put it, in the first half of the schedule, Chico performed very well but restrained himself very much, but the second half of the schedule just started, his performance made people feel that he still has a lot of room for development..."

"...From the perspective of playing style, Gama belongs to the South American style, but from the perspective of self-control, he is still relatively close to European players."

"Haha, Portugal itself is a European country!"

"But judging from the overall style of play, the Portuguese players played very gorgeously and skillfully..."

"I can't say that completely...Look, Gama's goal..."

On the field, Dortmund's free kick.

Gama stood behind the ball, staring at the opponent's goal.

Hearing the referee's whistle, Jia Ma trotted two steps and hit the goal with his right foot.

He kicked an elevator ball, and the football flew over the wall. Although Wolfsburg goalkeeper Benaglio threw it in the right direction, the football rushed past him and bounced after landing in front of the goal. into the network.

The goal was valid, and the visiting team Dortmund scored another goal.

Fans of the visiting team cheered enthusiastically.

The home team fans vented their dissatisfaction with boos.

Jia Ma raised one hand and waved it in the air, then started to trot unhurriedly.

It's just that he didn't pretend to be cool for a long time, and he was surrounded by hugs from his teammates. After the teammates dispersed, Gama, who wanted to pretend to be cool, only left his messy hair and jersey to show others.

These bastards.

Jia Ma cursed inwardly.

And the people who got caught in the oil: Tell you to pretend to be B, I will suffocate you to death!

The rhythm of the next game entered the control stage again. As the core, Gama noticed the gesture of the coach on the sidelines. He slowly controlled the football and continued to tease the Wolfsburg generals in a labor-saving way.

The generals of Wolfsburg who were teased by the football being transferred around were out of breath: I really want to hack that Portuguese to death!

"Stop playing."

When his teammates were about to serve the sideline kick, Sven couldn't bear to look at his opponent, and ran over to talk to Gama.

Jia Ma tilted his head, "Isn't it possible?"

The corner of Sven's lips twitched, "Unless you want to be shoveled off!"

"Hehe~"

"Oh, you're big!"

Sven gave him a blank look, turned and ran away.

Gama smiled, blinking at the camera sliding overhead, showing four big white teeth.

"Haha~~"

"We didn't realize until today that Gama, who has always been serious about people, also has such a funny side."

"You are a young man, but you still have a youthful side..."

In the 40th minute of the first half, Hummels, who rushed forward from the backcourt, brought the ball near the center line and made a straight pass. Goetze in the frontcourt once again succeeded in anti-offside and brought the ball to the right side of the penalty area. Barrios, who received the ball, hit the goal directly from the penalty spot. His shot hit the opponent's central defender Madron and bounced off. Go straight to the ground and tackle the ball before the foot clears.

Wolfsburg goalkeeper Benaglio, who was blocked by players from both sides, could only watch the football fly into the net.

0 to 3, Dortmund scored another goal.

The home commentator was dumbfounded, and couldn't believe that his team was three goals behind in the first half.

Although it is not uncommon for football games to be recovered in the second half when they lead by three goals in the first half, but Wolfsburg is really unlikely to want to chase three goals in the second half.

"Woo~~"

The fans of the home team also couldn't believe the look in their eyes, and the sad tears flowed out uncontrollably.

The fans of the visiting team cheered unceremoniously and cheered for their team.

And Jia Matong was a little annoyed by the actions of his teammates hugging, hugging and touching——Bastards, don't think that I don't know who is taking the opportunity to touch me when you get together, wait for me, bastards!

After the halftime break, they switched sides and fought again. The Wolfsburg players who had lost their momentum lost another city under Dortmund's mad attack.

In the 70th minute, Gama took a corner kick on the right, Benaglio hit the ball, Bender succeeded in grabbing the point and crossed to the right, and the ball was handed to Gama.After receiving the ball, Gama did not turn around and directly passed the ball with his heel to Hummels who stepped forward. Hummels tapped his right foot in front of the goal to catch the ball and shot it into the goal.

0 to 4, Dortmund leads with four goals.

"I think we can clean up these bastards more in the future."

Klopp said to his friend Buvac.

Buvac burst out laughing, "They'll be scared to cry."

"That's what they deserve!"

Klopp said with a smile while applauding.

"Haha~~"

The two partners laughed happily.

On the pitch, Jia Ma, who was directly pushed to the ground by his teammates this time, was so angry, "Bastards, I didn't score the goal!"

In the end, Dortmund scored all three points with a score of 0 to 4 and continued to lead the league standings.

And the bastards who were caught by Jia Ma after the game were laughing, and none of them dared to admit the "bad things" they had done, so the angry Jia Ma forced the number of guests to treat from one to several.

Angry Gama: You think I'm easy to touch, don't you, hum!Touch mine and return it to me, eat mine and spit it out~~

Ge Xiaoce: Spit it out, isn't it disgusting?

Gama: (-__-)b

Sven: Touch it and return it?How to return it?

Gama: ↖(￣▽￣")

Lewandowski: Touch it back?How dare you! (Anna is so good to have you!)

Gama: ("▔▔▔)/