After watching the match between Germany and South Korea today (last night to be exact), I sat in front of my computer for a long time.

It wasn't a good or classic game, but it was a typical David-Goliath-style fight.

When I was a freshman, I failed to be selected for the department, but the team won the championship that year, and that feeling is still unforgettable, and I can't let go of it for a long time.

After practicing hard for a long time, I finally played on the bench of the department, and I kept watching the water cooler until the semi-finals were 0-5, and the captain ran over and asked who else on the bench wanted to play?

Last year's runner-up completely broke us.

In the third and fourth consolation matches, my free kick hit the crossbar, and my heart was full of bitterness, and the team ended up fourth.

At that time, the feeling was that many veteran players really lost their spirit after winning the championship, or it was difficult to keep it even if they wanted to keep it for another year

And our old rival's game was like a game from the start, and it quickly tore us apart......

This humiliating defeat of Germany actually reminds me of the past, although there is not the slightest comparison, but I can't help but wonder, where is the spirit of the Germans?

This is one of the true charms of football, there is no real joy without pain, and you can't see the way to heaven without going through hell.

The last time the golden bomber that had slaughtered South Korea with a bow left and right was also sent back to his hometown by the Bulgarians, and since then he has survived several ups and downs, including being taught to be a man by Da Luo, being taught by Lippi, and being killed by Puyol.

This time we had to start all over again.

"I don't want to be the king of the ball" Goodbye Germany, goodbye champion is playing in the hand, please wait a moment,

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