[Football Fans] Glory

On May 1997, 5, the Olympic Stadium in Munich, Germany.

The weather in Munich was pretty good on this day. During the daytime, the eyes were empty. In previous years, the average outdoor temperature in May was about 7 to 18 degrees. Today, the outdoor temperature has risen to 21 degrees. During the warm day, you only need to wear a thin suit T-shirt Just wait for the clothes. Although the temperature drops to 10 degrees at night, it is almost enough to keep warm with a windbreaker.

The Real Madrid players who came out to warm up first ran a few laps on the field and tried to shoot a few goals to let their bodies move, and then quickly put on their coats and ran back to the locker room to make final preparations.

In fact, there is no preparation. The tactics and tactics to be mentioned have been practiced countless times before. The rest can only be seen on the field performance and at most the coach's on-the-spot command. It is meaningless to talk too much.

After observing the emotions of the players, Dad thinks it's not bad. Everyone is more relaxed. It's not that they don't pay attention to the game, but it's the feeling of playing lightly.

This season, Dortmund performed very well in the Bundesliga and won the league championship ahead of schedule. Their head coach Heathfield has trained the team very well, crushing all the way to the final and creating the Dortmund club. The best record in history, 59000 Dortmund fans were squeezed into this stadium that can accommodate 35000 people, and there are tens of thousands of Dortmund fans outside the stadium who did not have tickets and failed to enter the stadium. If you look down from the sky, It can be seen that the entire Munich Stadium is occupied by yellow and black inside and outside.

The Real Madrid fans in the stadium tried their best to cheer for their team, but the deafening noise kept interrupting their singing rhythm, which made the Real Madrid fans feel depressed.

Dortmund fans are the craziest and most loyal in the Bundesliga, but they have made great efforts to create history for the club today because they occupy the home court, but Real Madrid fans have no way to carry many large flags or cheering signs because they have to go to Germany to cheer In the past, they can only be produced on the spot, which fundamentally reduces their cheering power.

The fans outside were fighting, and the players of the two teams lined up in the player tunnel turned their heads and looked behind while waiting to play.

"Is your injury really healed?"

Guti circled Sammer twice.

This season Sammer was seriously injured and suspended for the second half of the season. He didn't come back until the game against Manchester United, but his performance on the court has declined compared to last year's European Cup.

"You can try it during the game."

A silent Summer responded.

"Oh, your expression is so murderous."

Guti made a face.

Sammer took a breath and took another breath. He really wanted to beat him up. He looked up at the Real Madrid team. When he saw the captain of the Spanish national team Hierro, he used his eyes to signal Hierro to come over and take your poor boy away. Tow away.

Many people couldn't help laughing when they saw their teammate's big brother being provoked by the Real Madrid teenager.

Especially Lars Ricken, the young player of the Dortmund team, who was hiding at the door and kept looking at Guti, as if he was analyzing why this player of the same age was a level higher than him-in this rookie In the era of times, the currently recognized three golden boys in football are Del Piero of Serie A, Raul of Spain and Ricken of Germany, but Guti, who debuted at the same time as these three rookies, has become a football star. The stable main force of the wealthy family can be said to be a class higher than these three who are called the golden boys.

"Your young man keeps peeking at me, is he in love with me?"

Guti put his cheek on Summer's shoulder and asked.

The two teams lined up in the channel are the starting 11 players, but obviously the young player who keeps looking at him is not Dortmund's starting lineup. As for why Guti knows-he has counted the number of opponents, he knows how to count, thank you!

Summer glanced back at Rickon who was standing at the back door, and then turned around.

"He just wanted to see what a beautiful blonde looks like!"

After a few puffs, everyone who heard their conversation laughed.

Guti narrowed his eyes, and then smiled lightly, "Your boy looks good, quite handsome!"

"It's worse than you."

Sammer replied flatly.

Guti glared at him, and Summer looked back silently. After a few seconds, Guti looked away, "Damn it."

"It's time for you to return to the team."

Summer reminded him.

Guti, who glared at him fiercely, put his hands on his waist, "I'm angry."

"so?"

Summer raised an eyebrow.

"Give me his jersey later, with an autograph!"

Guti raised his hand and pointed to a player in front of the Dortmund team.

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed, and Summer was stunned for a moment, "Thomas' jersey?"

"Yes, you are responsible for asking me to come over."

"You can ask for it yourself."

"Don't do it, you get it for me, I want to change jerseys with Muller today."

Seeing Guti's angry expression, Summer thought for a while and called out, "Thomas."

The short man in front turned his head, "What's the matter?"

"Is it okay to sign your jersey to Guti after the game?"

Hassler, who is only 1.66 meters tall, looked up at Guti slightly, while Guti, who was directly 'betrayed' by Summer, blushed.

Hassler, who was more introverted than the usually silent Summer, nodded slightly, then turned around and stood up again.

"You wait for me."

Seeing Hassler turn around, Guti threw down this sentence and returned to the team.

And Sammer also stood back in the team with a calm expression and an unmoved expression.

"We must win today."

Guti gritted his teeth.

Raul patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, we'll win."

"You're not serious at all."

"I am serious."

Just as the two were bickering, the time was up, and the players of the two teams led the ball boys and followed the referee team into the court.

After the Champions League anthem was played, and the usual flag-changing and photo-taking activities were completed, players from both sides stood on the field and waited for the whistle to kick off.

At the beginning of the game, before the Real Madrid players showed their power, Dortmund gave the Real Madrid players a chin.

Kick-off in the middle circle, Sosa gently pushed the ball and handed it to teammate Muller. After taking two steps, Muller directly passed the ball to Hasler, who was running straight forward. The short Hasler With absolute speed, he hit Real Madrid's defense and passed a through ball to forward Riddell. Riddell did not stop the ball and shot directly.

Fortunately, Ilgner reacted quickly, leaped forward and hit the ball out of the baseline with his fist.

In the second minute of the first half of the game, Dortmund got a corner kick.

Such a quick attack really caught the Real Madrid players off guard, and many spectators at the scene hadn't even noticed this extremely fast attack.

After the whistle sounded, Dortmund fans cheered excitedly.

"Damn, careless."

Guti looked at his restricted area and stared fiercely.

"Stop talking nonsense, go defend."

Enrique pushed him from behind.

It was Hassler standing at the corner flag ready to serve. Guti hurried over to remind his teammates, "His pass is quite good, pay attention to the back."

Tall Real Madrid players crowded in the restricted area, while Guti and Raul hovered outside the restricted area.

Hassler sent a high curve ball, is the front point.

Although Real Madrid's defensive players are tall, the German players who came to grab the spot were not bad. Several people pushed into a group, some jumped up and others fell. Fortunately, Redondo who was grabbing the spot was very alert and headed the ball. was cross-passed to the rear.

Guti rushed over in a dodge, broke the ball directly and ran with the ball.

The Dortmund players reacted quickly, and quickly followed Guti.

The players on both sides speeded up their pace to catch up, just like they were chasing in a track and field competition.

Gritting his teeth to increase his speed, Guti swayed and accelerated past one, but was immediately suppressed by a heavy figure, knocked over on the impact side and rolled a few times before stopping.

Bah bah, Guti spit out the grass that he accidentally bitten, looked up, rely on it!

Sammer glanced at the football that was out of the touchline and reached out to Guti.

Guti, who glared at him bitterly, took his hand and stood up, "Bastard!"

The resolute German man raised his eyebrows, turned and walked away.

"Are you OK!"

Raul came running.

"What do you say?"

Guti rolled his eyes.

The referee who came over looked at the scene and did not make a penalty. This was a normal collision and no foul.

Real Madrid's throw-in.

On the sidelines, Dad was talking with his assistants.

"...the standard 352 formation, there are suitable candidates for every position, which is quite good."

"Will our formation be a little too scattered, or let them expand their range..."

The coaching staff watched and studied, Dad thought about it, and decided to adjust after 10 minutes, otherwise it would be easy for the players to feel weak in confrontation, which would dampen their enthusiasm.

But this time the old man was wrong in his estimation, Dortmund's overall offensive power has already shown its strength early,

Müller's catch and breakthrough passed the Real Madrid midfielder, and then he passed a long pass to Riddell. Riddell, who was still on the outside of the penalty area, did not try to break into the penalty area. He just made a slight adjustment and kicked directly. He volleyed vigorously, and the ball spun past the Real Madrid defender's foot.

Despite Ilgner's efforts to save the ball, the football still rushed into the net, rubbing his fingertips.

In the 8th minute of the first half, Dortmund took the lead, [-]-[-].

The Germans waved their hands happily, and the Dortmund fans sang in the audience.

………………

Borussia-Spieler, wiemanwei, everyone knows, Dortmund players

diehaltendemStrkstenstand. forever the strongest

Undwenndie Fuballflteschrillt, when the whistle blows

Borussiatritthervor, Dortmund go ahead

zumWettspielsindwirstetsbereit, we are ready for every game

........................

"hateful!"

Guti bowed his head and kicked the grass hard.

The game continues.

After the kick-off, Nedved dribbled the ball from the wing and then crossed it to Enrique in the middle.

After Enrique squeezed away the opponent's two defenses, he made a pass.

After Nedved made another one-two with him, the ball was handed over to Guti on the other side.

Guti quickly dribbled the ball in and cut in. Facing the defense, he swayed from side to side and then kicked his heel. The football flew towards Raul in an arc.

Raul, who is like a fox, immediately shot from a small angle.

However, his lob shot was thrown away by Dortmund's goalkeeper Kroos who jumped up high.

The ball flies over.

still have a chance.

Guti rushed over and jumped to catch the ball.

Dortmund's defender Koller jumped up at the same time, the two collided in mid-air and fell straight down.

The sound of thumping on the ground startled everyone, and the referee blew a sharp whistle.

Guti felt that his eyes were blurry, and his body felt pain after burst.

"Jose Jose, what do you think?"

In the ear, someone was calling him, and Guti barely opened his eyes.

Both team doctors were called over, and after about 2 minutes, Guti finally woke up.

"It really hurts!"

Glancing at Koller not far away, he has already entered the field and started kicking.

"hateful!"

Getting up from the ground, Guti raised his hand to signal for admission.

Dad asked, "Are you all right?"

The team doctor's expression was not good, "It's just a minor injury, but it's enough for him to hurt for a while."

"Do you need a replacement?"

"If he can bear the pain, there is no need to change it."

Although it was only a minor injury, the force of the collision really hurt. Although Guti's body has been trained well in the past two years, he is still not as good as the thick bodies of the thick guards.

Watching Guti run into the field after being allowed by the referee, the old man sighed, "Stubborn boy."

In the 26th minute of the game, it was Dortmund's attack again.

Although they failed to score a goal, it really made the Real Madrid fans sweat. Today's Real Madrid seems to have not kicked up, and the rhythm is a bit chaotic.

Rubbing his still painful waist, Guti frowned.

"Hurt?"

Taking advantage of the dead ball, Nedved came over and asked.

"It hurts a little bit."

Guti pressed his waist.

Nedved looked at his waist worriedly, "If it doesn't work, change it!"

"That's no use."

Guti gritted his teeth.

After re-serving the ball, Guti received the ball and cooperated with his teammates, passed the ball past the opponent's defense line, carefully adjusted the running position of his teammates, made feints with his feet, turned around to pick the ball and then turned around, flexibly and The beautiful action caused bursts of cheers from the audience on the sidelines.

The ball swayed back and forth between his feet, pushing, pulling, dialing, picking, as if sticking the ball to his feet. Guti stretched out his arms, kept in contact with the opponent and then pushed away. The teammate at this time appeared in his mind They stand in their positions, and then touch the instep, the ball bounces and falls, and then pumps with the outside instep.

The ball flew out.

After receiving the ball, Rivaldo made a direct shot with a scoop.

In the 31st minute of the first half, Real Madrid equalized the score.

One to one.

The author has something to say: PS: Riken, one of the three golden boys in football back then, was quite handsome—it’s a pity that the other two golden boys became princes and then kings. It's a pity to be an eternal newcomer. Obviously all parties have good conditions, but their performance is unstable.

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