Chapter 43

Name:Golden Greenery Author:Zhuo Setong
Dressing room culture, the bigger the players, the more qualified to sit in the middle, and just into the team, the infamous little fart boy, can only go to the corner to find a place. This rule is common in football all over the world.

Zhuoyang and others certainly know this rule, but it's an extraordinary time. The brothers are here to save the first team, break all the old shackles, and build a new countryside. Therefore, they sit in the middle of the original intention for it, momentum must not fall.

These old players in the dressing room, although they are not used to the way of these little boys, they all know that these are the sweethearts of the new manager. One thing is more than one thing. Well, let's not be the peerless outsider.

Zhuoyang and them: OK, are you really angry? If you have a move, let's go. Let's go on. Six pairs of eyes stared at each other.

"Roger, shut up and don't try to get into trouble in my dressing room." The venerable captain Hassler said something, and the visitor did not dare to answer back, looking for a place to sit down.

Roger Samuel, 33, midfield player. Samuel knows there are six young players coming up today, and four of them are said to play in midfield. The first-team midfielder felt the crisis immediately, so he wanted to give these boys a ride, teach them how to behave and respect the old comrades. I didn't expect to be held down by Hasler.

Roger Samuel didn't dare to make trouble with Hasler. He was not a figure of magnitude at all.

The old master of the Hasler is like a mirror in his heart. Zhuoyang's small abacus is too small in his eyes. If this is put in the past, Hassler doesn't mind teaching a few brats. Rules and grades are very important. But now Hasler has some different ideas.

After Hasler joined madeborg this year, he thought he could walk horizontally in the third level league, but he was disappointed soon. It's a fucking team. It's harder to win a game than a world cup. Hasler's heart was filled with regret. Watching the team go straight to the demotion and never return, he couldn't help but lament that his reputation would be ruined.

After 14 games, Hasler, who changed to play as a striker, almost tore the old tendon and scored two goals. Desolate, too desolate. I really want to retire from this mess, but those old guys will try their best to bury me behind my back, especially Matthews and Klinsmann's two tough mouths, which are hard to say. Besides, there's Kenneth who I abducted into this fire pit. Where is my old face?

It's hard to be reconciled. It's hard to be reconciled.

The new klopper gives Hasler hope. Although he is one year younger than Hasler, he is a poor third-class defender when he plays. He has been wrong with Hasler for tens of thousands of light years. However, this year's excellent and pompous performance of the youth team proves that klopper is a pretty good manager.

Klopper will definitely use his own people when he takes office, so these boys can't be offended and coax like the master, because this is the last hope of madibao team and Hasler himself. He didn't want to be a captain and demote the team. He was demoted to the fourth level in the third level and retired in the end.

Thomas Hasler, who is as proud as summer flowers, can't afford to lose that man!

Zhuoyang and mertesack looked at each other and thought: Yes, the captain is very good. He protects us very much. We'll take care of our faces. Later, we'll carry more sedan chairs for the team leader. Hello, I'm good. Hello, everyone. Several people think of the rumor that Hasler is a famous Playboy in the football world. He is proficient in eating, drinking and playing, which is obviously the same as us! I'll have fun with the captain later.

At this time, another one came into the dressing room and shouted at Zhuoyang: "Hi, Zhuo, hi, Pell, hi, piggy..." I said hello to everyone and got six solid hugs.

Ignaz stubernal, a former member of the East German national team, is 35 years old and has a lively personality. After the merger of Germany and Germany, stubernal has been involved in a number of clubs in Bundesliga and Germany. With the increase of age, he joined madibao, who has just been promoted to the third level league, in the past two years. He is the main left back of the team. What's fashionable and what to wear? My brother in East Germany called "Peninsula first cool".

For the first time in the dressing room, the Six Gentlemen in the nightclub felt pretty good. At least three veterans accepted themselves, and these three veterans have a very heavy weight in the team, not only the current madibu, but also the three biggest players in the history of the club.

Captain Thomas Hasler, team main force Kenneth calitezakis, team main force Ignaz stubernal.

"Bang!"

Assistant coach Edwin Woolf slammed into the door and said, "everyone, come to the training ground and get together. One minute, fast, fast!"

More than 30 people came to the training ground in a mess, saying that it was not a group of mobs who believed it? All the members of the coaching team are waiting for them on the field. Coach klopper is still wearing the uniform issued by the club, and there are still oil stains on his clothes that he doesn't know when to eat. The beard is scratched, and the hair is still like who has ravaged it."Line up in front of me." Chlop had a solemn face. "Pell, you guys stand by."

Six Gentlemen, confused, obediently came out and stood at the side of the team.

Klopper stared at his team for half a minute before he spoke.

"In front of me, I saw a group of rubbish. Yes, it's a bunch of rubbish. " Klopper's words are amazing. Zhuo Yangge several thought: fierce people, absolutely fierce people, speak realistic.

"Don't be unconvinced. Rubbish is rubbish. Fourteen games were 4-10, none of them won. They lost every game. Nine games were shaved by their opponents. Only rubbish can make it. You're the worst team I've ever seen, not one of them

"Thomas, have you ever seen a worse team?" Klopper asked captain Hasler, who lowered his head and didn't answer.

"Don't make excuses to blame coach fox. Even if the team doesn't have a coach and you play on the court, it shouldn't be worse. You are a group of losers, losers without any sense of shame. The opponent tramples you on the court like a little girl who can only cry, and you, like a damn Italian, are ridiculed. I'm sorry, Ricardo. I'm not talking about you. "

Montolivo looked embarrassed.

The funny performance of Italians in the World War II has become the eternal laughingstock of the world.