"Damn! The security in this city is terrible! ”

Thomas Mueller complained loudly in the locker room:

"I just took a picture with a fan and lost a wallet!"

Ram touched his pocket and patted his thigh in surprise:

"I lost a pair of sunglasses!"

The rest of the team hurriedly checked their luggage, and almost a third of them had something missing......

Gomez, who was combing his hair, was even more annoyed:

"Damn thief! Why did you steal the hair wax I just customized?! How can I play like this now?! “

"Then you can rest, Mario, I can help you play the striker position."

Long Shute laughed and teased him.

Then in exchange for Gomez a roll of the eye.

"It's purely a matter of character, isn't it?"

Disapproving, Ribery grinned and gloated:

"Look, why didn't I lose anything? Because the fame of King Allianz is so powerful that even the Black Fingers in Italy dare not have the slightest disrespect for me! ”

Everyone rolled their eyes at him, and those close to him even gave him a middle finger!

Look at the hideous scar on your face, from the corner of your eye to the corner of your mouth, you look like a big guy who is in the rivers and lakes, an ordinary thief...... Does he dare to come near you?

"Well, I think I've warned you in advance, Naples is a city with bad security, but it's a shame that you haven't been able to raise your vigilance......"

Herman Grande, the big-bellied assistant coach with a shiny head, spread his hands and looked like he didn't listen to the old man and suffered a loss.

Then Thomas Reschke, the equipment manager in charge of logistics, approached the head coach:

"We lost 20 towels and 14 pairs of boots in the process of carrying our luggage, and even a box of mineral water and ice cubes......"

Heynckes' head ached.

He grabbed Reschke by the collar:

"We're not going to steal even the starters' jerseys, are we?!"

-

On October 18th, it was a Tuesday evening.

Napoli's home stadium – Stadio São Paulo.

The 60,000 spectators filled the slightly old and dilapidated stadium.

They sang the fans' favorite song, "Son of Angels", and while remembering the eternal god of Naples, Maradona, they hoped that the players of today could relive the glory of the past.

Italy is perhaps the least favourable away game for German football fans, because in the eyes of strict Germans, people in this region, although they know football very well, are generally lazy and gluttonous, the cities are dilapidated, the economy is depressed, the law and order is extremely poor, and football hooligans are as notorious as England, and if you are not careful, your life can be dangerous......

Therefore, there are not too many German fans who go to Italy with Bayern, and there are only about two or three thousand people in red clothes among the 60,000 spectators, which are completely compressed into an inconspicuous corner, no matter how hard they sing their team song "Bayern NO.1", they can't set off any waves.

Standing near the touchline on the right, Ronshit looked up at the stands around him, and he was not surprised to find a number of huge portraits of Maradona.

More than 20 years have passed since the Argentine star played for Napoli, but he is still the hero of the club and the whole city, the god of football.

Every footballer who comes to Napoli will say that they have a lot of admiration for this footballing talent, whether they are against Napoli or not.

Maradona and Pele are superstars who have transcended the sport of football, and in many places have even surpassed many of their country's film and television superstars or political figures.

But...... The reason why Maradona still lingers on Naples fans after more than 20 years reflects that the city has never returned to its peak in the past 20 years?

If Liverpool, AC Milan, and Ajax can still be regarded as giants in the downfall, Napoli may not even reach this level......

"Drop!"

The referee blew the whistle for the start of the game hard, and Bayern, who won the tee-off, took the lead in organizing the attack.

Italy's Champions League qualification has been dominated by Juventus and Milan for years, and Napoli are definitely an unfamiliar opponent for Bayern Munich, probably no different from Manchester City......

After a few downstrokes at the back, Tymoshchuk tapped the ball diagonally down the right flank, and Boateng, who played at right wing-back, passed straight to the wing, and Ronshit got the ball.

Lonshit took a few steps down the flank, but Napoli's left wing-back Ravic had no intention of pressing closely, allowing him to continue dribbling with ease.

After all, it was only the first tentative attack, and Ronshette remembered Heynckes' tactical requirements, and instead of firing at the beginning, he made a decisive cross after a little observation.

At the front of Bayern are two German strikers who are over 186 tall, and high-altitude bombing is the easiest basic skill for them.

But there was also an accident.

Gomez had a look of surprise on his face when he saw his team-mate on the right flank deliver a cross – he must have mistaken Ronshette for Robben who barely passed the ball......

So when the ball flew towards his head, Gomez was obviously a little caught off guard, he couldn't put on the most chic posture at the first time, and he didn't even have time to adjust the direction of the header, and he was smashed in the face by the ball......

Gomeston, who had always regarded himself as uninhibited and elegant, only felt gold stars in his eyes, his straight nose was unbearably sore at the moment, tears and snot were almost falling together, and then he only heard a short muffled sound in his ears.

"Poof!"

He couldn't help but open his eyes, tears almost coming out of his eyes.

But he saw Tony Kroos, who had been plugged in at high speed from behind Muller, swinging his right leg vigorously at the top of the penalty area, and the football that should have landed there had already turned into an afterimage, grazing the turf and jumping towards the goal!

A 17-metre shot from Kroos!

Not far away, Ronshette could see clearly that Kroos had already sprinted smartly when Gomez's "header back", so he felt the landing position one step ahead of the usual erratic and elusive Muller.

Kroos's range of movement was small, and he almost relied on the swing of his calf to complete the shot.

The shot didn't seem to have a lot of power, the absolute speed was more mediocre, and it didn't have the terrible effect of destroying the world visually, but it flew into the net of the goal at the moment when everyone didn't have time to react......

In less than a minute and 20 seconds into the opening period, Bayern Munich passed a seemingly uncoordinated combination...... Scored through the Napoli goal!

It was Toni Kroos who scored the goal and provided the assist for him by the German super-striker who was wiping his nose...... Mario Gomez!

Ronshette glanced at the giant portrait of Maradona fluttering in the wind over the pitch and shrugged his shoulders slightly:

Uncle Ma, you football god...... I'm afraid I won't be able to cover this dilapidated stadium!