Chapter 316: What the hell is "Glory Blessing"?
Forest Stadium.
Zhen Shaolong took advantage of the penalty opportunity to hit the ball into the Eintracht Frankfurt goal, completing his 41st goal in a single season in the Bundesliga.
It's just an uneventful goal, and with the meaning of 'breaking the record', it becomes extraordinary.
Stands all around.
St. Pauli fans were cheering.
There were a lot of Eintracht Frankfurt fans who clapped their hands together to pay their respects to the 'record-breaking' goal, even if it was a Frankfurt goal, and they thought it was meaningful to see the historic goal.
After the goal, the crowd cheered.
It's rare to score a goal in a professional match that can be applauded and cheered by both the home team and the away team, but even the most critical media can understand what happened on the spot: the 41st goal in the league, breaking the record set by Gerd Muller, the moment that completely belongs to Zhen Shaolong's personal glory, will definitely be written in the history of the Bundesliga, and so on.
Frankfurt may also be honored by this moment.
Their names will be written into history, and it is not purely negative, because Zhen Shaolong's 41 goals were accumulated in multiple games, not just breaking Eintracht Frankfurt's goal.
When Gerd MΓΌller's record was broken, many German media reporters and even ordinary fans were still praying that Zhen Shaolong would not score again, but after the record was broken, all they could do was applause and blessings.
Everyone's eyes, all the cameras, all pointed to Zhen Shaolong, who completed the goal, he was surrounded by a group of teammates in the middle, even goalkeeper Honarev rushed over, everyone was talking about the new record, everyone sent blessings-
"Congratulations, Zhen!"
"41 balls, fantastic! I think it's going to be 50 years old...... No, a hundred years!"
"Wrong! Only a few days! In the next game, Zhen may still be able to score!"
"That's right!"
'I'm so jealous of the Eintracht Frankfurt goalkeeper, he's so lucky, everyone will know about him tomorrow.'
"Yes! Good luck guy!"
Lutz said and looked at the Frankfurt goal, he simply walked over and said, "What's your name?" Sorry, I didn't know, but I knew right away, I think you're going to be famous right away. β
Nikolov was also looking at Zhen Shaolong, he didn't react immediately, but he immediately understood what Luz said, and immediately replied, "Take care of your mouth!" Silly big man! I don't need that kind of fame!"
"Silly big man!"
Lutz listened to the fire in his heart, he was kind enough to congratulate, but he was scolded, and when he saw the referee paying attention, he decided not to bother with this guy.
After Luz left, a teammate from Frankfurt came over and said, "That guy is right, you're about to become famous!" I'm sure I'll see you everywhere tomorrow. β
Nikolov tugged at the corners of his mouth, he wanted to be famous because of his strength, because of his performance, not because of his record-breaking background.
That's very unpleasant!
The referee urged St. Pauli to celebrate, and the two sides quickly regained their positions, and Nikolov also stood in front of the goal, thinking carefully about what the stupid big man and his teammates said, it seems that there is a certain amount of truth Ah, how difficult it is to rely on strength and performance to become famous, and the opportunity is immediately in front of you, and the major media will say, "Zhen Shaolong's penalty broke through Nikolov's ten fingers, and with this goal, he broke Gerd Muller's record......"
Sounds like a good one, too.
Of course.
It's best to add a sentence after it, "Nikolov is a very good goalkeeper, but no matter how good a goalkeeper is, he can't block Zhen Shaolong's penalty ......"
Amid the admiration and applause of the fans, the game has resumed.
Eintracht Frankfurt was not willing to fall behind and continued to attack St. Pauli, while St. Pauli continued to play a crowd of defenders under Bergmann's 'guiding ideology of grabbing points', and their defense became more solid when they were ahead.
For the rest of the day, the game was pretty much a half-time drill.
Eintracht Frankfurt, as the attacking side, racked their brains to break through the defense, but they just couldn't do anything about the goal in front of them.
St. Pauli has been defending and defending, and there are very few counterattacks, and the opportunity to advance simply kicks the ball forward, and Zhen Shaolong can't grab the ball at all.
In this situation, time passes little by little.
Finally, with the referee's long whistle, the game officially ended, and St. Pauli relied on Zhen Shaolong's record-breaking penalty to defeat Eintracht Frankfurt away and successfully get three points.
Victory, it doesn't matter.
After the game, the media all focused on Zhen Shaolong's record-breaking, and the analysis of each report was inseparable from keywords such as 'record', '41 goals', and 'Gerd Muller', and Zhen Shaolong was naturally praised by major media reports.
The magazine's report is worth mentioning, and they interviewed Gerd MΓΌller himself.
The 61-year-old Gerd Mueller, who already looks a little old, has long lived a retired life, and he is very calm and calm about his record being broken, "Zhen Shaolong, I can pronounce this name accurately." I've always followed the Bundesliga, and everyone knows I'm a supporter of Bayern, but unfortunately Bayern haven't done well this year. β
'He's a great professional, like me, he's a natural goalscorer, and some of his goals are hard to explain, like they came by luck, but I don't see it that way, because every natural goalscorer has a unique side and maybe that's what he's good at.
"I'm glad to see him break my record. Records are meant to be broken, and I'm happy for him. β
The continuous praise and analysis of reports from the outside world only made Zhen Shaolong's reputation go to a higher level, and it did not have much impact on the St. Pauli Club.
St. Pauli is still training intensively.
It's mid-May, and the season is in its final and most crucial moment, with the players' holidays definitely gone, and everyone has to train hard to prepare for the UEFA Cup final.
St. Pauli have one more game before the UEFA Cup final, against Wolfsburg, which is three days apart from the UEFA Cup final.
Three days is too short.
Bergman sent a semi-bench lineup, and many players who were difficult to play appeared in the starting lineup one by one, and the tactical strategy developed continued to defend with crowds.
In the end, St. Pauli lost 1-2.
It's still heart-wrenching to lose three points in the league at the end, but no one has the heart to think about the league, and if you lose one, you lose, and it's a big deal to fight in the last round.
As the League Cup final approaches, tension is rife throughout the club.
Training, seriously.
Prepare for war, be nervous.
The whole club, everywhere is talking about the final, and there are some players who are not nervous, such as Zhen Shaolong, Bol, Jean and others, they will definitely start, they just need to stay in shape.
Bol is confident in this, "I've been going on a week and haven't dated a woman. β
"I feel energized!"
"I'm going to take all my energy out on the finals!"
Jean rolled his eyes, but he agreed, "Lanissa also refused to have sex with me, she said she was planning a wedding, but I knew she didn't want to affect me. β
"He's such a sweet woman......"
Zhen Shaolong listened to the two of them's 'shameless' speeches, and they all felt ashamed of them, and they were deeply ashamed to have such teammates.
Right now......
Well, he felt he should comfort his friend, Freiberg.
Freiberg is sad that he is not in the squad, but others are not surprised at all, the middle of the midfield has always been dominated by Bol and Sulentik, Freiberg wants to replace them, and he needs to continue to improve and improve, maybe by next season, his playing time will increase.
"It's okay, Frey, there's a chance later." Zhen Shaolong patted Freiberg's shoulder to comfort.
"Thank you."
Freiberg looked up and suddenly asked, "Are you sure you want to leave?" β
"Huh?"
Zhen Shaolong's face showed a blank expression. The topic changed a little too quickly, and he didn't react a little.
"I'm asking you about the transfer, and you're definitely leaving, right?" Freiberg continued to ask.
Zhen Shaolong nodded reluctantly in confusion.
"Great!" Freiberg smiled lightly, "Let's go!" Let's go! I bless you!"
"Why?"
Freiberg hesitated and whispered, "Lately, Gelk can only feel it by looking at your photos, and I'm really fed up!" I think as long as you leave, things will be a lot better. So you'd better hurry up! When you go to other clubs, other leagues, you won't see Gelk anymore, and she can only treat me wholeheartedly. β
"So you hurry up! The farther you go, the better, and it's better to never see each other again......"
Zhen Shaolong pulled the corners of his mouth.
Looking at the bastard who was a woman in front of him and stabbed his brothers, he wondered if something had happened with Gelk before leaving, and he wouldn't see each other again anyway.
Then he sighed and said to Freiberg, "Don't worry, I have already bought a property in St. Pauli and will come to see you often in the future." β
Freiberg's mood suddenly worsened.
The morning before the game, the St. Pauli team flew to Glasgow, Scotland's largest city, and the final venue of the League Cup was set at Hampton Park in Glasgow.
Upon arrival in Glasgow, St. Pauli settled into a hotel, rested and then regrouped for training at a UEFA-assigned pitch.
In order to ensure the team's fitness, Bergman skipped all interviews and only attended the evening press conference, saying, "We are well prepared and everyone is looking forward to tomorrow's game. β
"It's a new history for St. Pauli, and for everyone, a new history for everyone."
"We have only one goal, to beat Espanyol and win the UEFA Cup......
ββ¦β¦β
While Bergmann was talking nonsense at the press conference, the St. Pauli players went back to the hotel to rest, and it took a good mental rest to rest the night before the tournament.
It's a pity.
The vast majority of St. Pauli players do not have this kind of mental quality, and as Bergmann said, tomorrow's final will also create a new personal history.
For example, Jean.
Jean's mental quality is very good, but he is also thinking about tomorrow's game, which may be the highest stage of his career.
Champions?
Don't dare to think!
St. Pauli may participate in the Champions League next year, but it is difficult to say whether he will still be the main force next year, after losing Zhen Shaolong, the strength of the team will definitely decline, and whether the Champions League can enter the group stage is a huge question.
The rest of the players are similar.
Zhen Shaolong is also very excited, he has the experience of winning the championship, it was the German Cup last season, but the German Cup is only a German cup, relying on the German Cup champion, he only qualified to participate in the League Cup, and the difference between the two levels is too big.
"How many goals can you score tomorrow?"
"Can we really win the championship? I'm sure I'm fine, I'm afraid of my pig teammates......"
"What if we concede too many goals?"
"How many fans will be watching the game? There will be a lot of Chinese fans, right? β
Zhen Shaolong was lying on the bed, constantly thinking about it, feeling excited and a little nervous at the same time.
He looked at Kreuzer.
Kreuzer was also one of the starters, and he didn't seem to be too nervous and played cautiously.
"Aren't you nervous? Dicht. Zhen Shaolong asked.
"Of course, no, I played this level yesterday, it only took thirty seconds, and I passed it once, but I lost five times in a row just now, and I don't believe that I can't beat it!"
Kreuzer gritted his teeth and fought the game.
Zhen Shaolong felt that there was no need to ask.
At this time, the system prompt suddenly sounded, "Prompt: A new system task has been triggered."
Honor is motivation!
Honor is just around the corner!
The host will need to lead St. Pauli to beat Espanyol in 90 minutes to win the UEFA Cup.
Reward: Increases stamina by a bit. β