When Dittmar walked into the dressing room, the players put aside their business and gathered together to wait for the manager to make the final arrangements before the game.

But everything that should be prepared has been prepared, and everything that should be arranged is almost done. In fact, during the week, apart from the necessary daily training, the New York Red Bulls did not make targeted training. After all, this is the last regular season game, and there is no need to take it too seriously when the big picture is decided.

And manager Dietmar's next speech also confirmed this.

"It's clear to everyone now that we've lost our place in the playoffs because of our poor performance this year......

Dittmar's words embarrassed everyone in the room, and it was, if it weren't for their poor performance all season and early disqualification for the playoffs, this regular season would not have been reduced to a chicken rib game. The home fans will even cheer for the away players, which is really frustrating.

Dietmar clapped his hands, his mood was not high, presumably this year's poor results made it difficult for him, the acting manager, who took over halfway, to accept, but at this point, he didn't want to undermine the team's morale too much. There is no hope this year, and we can only wait for next year.

"Well, it doesn't make much sense to talk about the past. There is no way that the team will not go through hardships and hardships, and maybe this year's defeat will be the driving force for our success next year. Didemar continued to state his demands, "Although our results have been a mess this year, the league is not over yet. I hope you still do your best to play and win. After all, you're a professional footballer. ”

I don't think even Dietmar himself believes this. After all, it is a meaningless game, Dittmar can't really ask his players to bayonet and fight the opponent with real guns, this year's game is over, but next year has to continue, if there is an accident in the last game, or if a player is injured, it will be more than worth the loss.

Don't say that such an act is against sportsmanship, in fact, people are selfish and mercenary, and fight to the death with their opponents in a meaningless game, if someone does this, it is definitely a problem with the head. If every team and every player were so serious, then there would not be so many "tacit goals" in world football.

However, Dittmar is the head coach of the team, and the New York Red Bulls are also a professional club, so it is naturally impossible to say such a thing in public.

Most of the players also understood the manager's thoughts and nodded yes. However, Qin Shou, a fledgling rookie, seemed to have high morale, if it weren't for Henry pulling the corner of his clothes next to him, it is estimated that this kid would have patted his chest and jumped up to express his determination to win.

Then assistant coach Juan explained some more matters, and seeing that the time was almost up, he asked the players to prepare for the game.

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At 6:20, there were still ten minutes left before the official start of the game.

At this moment, Qin Shou and the Red Bull players were standing in the players' tunnel, ready to play.

Across from him, stood the players of the Los Angeles Galaxy.

Obviously, many of the players on both teams know each other, some say hello to each other and stop talking, while others get together and talk in low voices.

For example, Henry, who was standing in front of Qin Shou, was chatting hotly with the captain of the Los Angeles Galaxy at this moment, that is, Beckham, who had received the highest cheers from the fans in the warm-up just now, and the two of them let out low chuckles from time to time.

"What is there to talk about, the game is about to start, and you are still talking to the 'enemy', not afraid of others saying that you have surrendered to the enemy!" Qin Shou pursed his lips and thought so, his eyes still kept looking around, but his mind began to imagine the scene of waiting for the game: he must perform well on the field when he waits, at least be positive, so that he can add a lot of impression points in the head coach's heart. Also, in addition to defense, should you be more offensive? But what if you don't behave well later......

Qin Shou's mind was as messy as paste, and the expressions on his face were also colorful, thinking that if he didn't perform well, he would have a sad face, and when he fantasized about his goal scene, he was a person who was stupid......

Qin Shou didn't even notice it, although he said that he was not nervous, and he was calm in front of his teammates, but after all, it was the first time he had started in the professional arena, and before the game started, he was already suffering from some gains and losses.

Feeling someone tap him on the shoulder, Qin Shou woke up from his dazed state. Turning his head and seeing Henry looking at him with some doubts, Qin Shou also said suspiciously: "Are you going to play?" ”

Henry nodded and said, "It's okay, Qin, seeing that you are a little distraught, what are you thinking?" ”

"Nothing." Qin Shou was naturally embarrassed to tell Henry that he was thinking nonsense, so he fooled around.

Henry didn't say much, just encouraged "Don't be nervous, just play as hard as you can".

At this time, at the signal of the referee, the two teams began to enter the court.

Qin Shou followed the team and walked forward slowly, and the entrance of the passage was at the end of the road, slightly bright, as if it was another world.

Taking one step, Qin Shou felt his vision light up, and the cheers and applause of the fans in the audience roared.

At this moment, Qin Shou seemed to feel as if time had stood still, with the shouting fans jumping in the stands, the fluttering banners and slogans, and the voice of the commentator on the live radio, the green grass as far as his eyes could see, and even the cool feeling of the breeze blowing on his cheeks......

All this is so real, but it makes Qin Shou like a dream.

After all, I have embarked on the road of professional football. Whatever the initial reason is, since you have already chosen, you can only go on without hesitation.

Qin Shou took a deep breath, and his mood was finally calmed down a little in a panic or excitement. He leaned down and raised his hand to touch the ground.

"Professional football, I'm coming!"

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At 6:30 sharp, the game officially began under the referee's whistle.

In the previous pick, captain Max lost the picker and got the right to kick off.

The New York Red Bulls, who were the first to kick off, did not start with a fierce attack, and in the two meetings with the LA Galaxy this year, the Red Bulls lost both games, and out of a cautious mentality, Cahill passed the ball back to half court after the kick-off, ready to slowly control the ball to look for opportunities.

The LA Galaxy, which is playing away, did not show much desire, except for the two forwards who ran and pressed in the frontcourt, the other players were also in their own half, waiting for the home team to attack.

After all, it was just an innocuous regular season, and the game seemed to fall into a slow, dull rhythm at the beginning.

"It looks like this game is going to be a boring and dull game as everyone expected before the game." On the commentary bench, a commentator said, "But this is the last round of this year's regular season, those who should be promoted have been promoted, those who should be eliminated have been eliminated, and the outcome has been decided, so it's no wonder that the players on both sides can't cheer up." ”

The home commentator heard such an evaluation from his peers, and his face looked very unsightly. However, he can only sigh helplessly, football is indeed a sport that values results, and the fact that the New York Red Bulls missed the playoffs is ironclad, and he can't find a reason to refute it.

The man with a bit of a fat figure at home simply turned his face to the side, too lazy to look at the slightly mocking faces of his peers, and took the opportunity to start introducing the starting line-ups of both teams to the fans.

"Now let's introduce you to the starting 11 of the LA Galaxy, the goalkeeper is Lickster, and the defender is ...... Captain avant-garde David. David Beckham. Except for Beckham and Robbie. Keane, the LA Galaxy almost rotated the main lineup. It can also be seen from this that the opponent does not take this game seriously. ”

The chubby home commentator felt that his last sentence was simply nonsense, the opponents had already won the Western Half championship, do they still need to pay attention to this game? I'm afraid that the opponent is already thinking about the preparation for the playoffs at the moment.

Still, he continued: "In contrast, our New York Red Bulls have shown an admirable work ethic. Although we have missed the playoffs this year, the head coach Mr. Dittmar still fielded the best team can produce. Thierry, Cahill, Marquez and other stars were all on the pitch...... Wait, who is this? ”

The commentator, who was originally a little weak, suddenly lit up: "Player No. 28, Qin? Chinese? Japanese? Or is it Korean? Is this a new addition to the team? Or is it a product of our own Academy? Oh my God, he's only 20 years old! That's a young ...... However, to be able to gain the trust of the manager, Mr. Dietmar, and appear on the professional field, it is possible that this young player has his own unique characteristics. Let's wait and see what the young kid does next. ”

There was a messy sound in the commentary booth, and many people began to look through the information they had obtained before the game, and began to browse the information of this yellow-skinned boy who had never seen before. But when everyone realised that the young player was only making his first appearance in the professional league, they lost interest.

Looking at the deep affection of his peers for his own players, the chubby commentator hated the root of his teeth, and kept praying in his heart that the home team would have a good performance, and then score ten or eight goals against the opponent, so that he could raise his eyebrows and exhale a good breath. It's best if the Asian kid who played for the first time can score a goal and hit them hard in the face.

But the next scene that happened made the chubby narrator want to shrink his head between his legs.