After two hours of traveling, the bus was about to enter the city of Cologne, and the private cars in front of it were gone, but Wang Nuo was not surprised that Cologne is a "big" city with a population five times that of Liège, and it is worth a good stroll, whether it is a beer in the Rhine Bend, a fragrance tasting at the perfume museum, or a visit to the Cologne Cathedral, which is much better than staying in a hotel with the team. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In short, all private cars are gone.

More than ten kilometers west of Cologne city center, there is a large continuous stadium, Cologne's home stadium Rheinenergy Stadium is surrounded in the middle, a few years ago the renovation has turned it into a great stadium, brand new facilities, one of the host stadiums of the German World Cup, can accommodate 50,000 people, however, that is not the destination of Wang Nuo's trip, the venue of the Cologne U19 warm-up match was arranged in the Cologne club branch training base, a town called Huert.

The team was immediately warmly received upon arrival, and it is said that Wittante's father used to be a senior member of the Cologne club, and had a lot of relationship with Ofratt (1) when he was a player, and Offrat is now the chairman of the board of directors of the Cologne club, and Vitant himself is also one of the official members of the Cologne club.

The staff of the Cologne club took the team to visit the training base in Cologne, and provided a sumptuous lunch, after lunch, and set aside a training ground for standard Liege U19 to train, the courtesy was extremely thoughtful, and I heard that even the hotel where they stayed was booked by the Cologne club, and paid for the room in advance.

In the afternoon, Viteant arranged a pitch adaptation session, which looked similar to the 800-seat standard field at the standard Liège youth base, but it looked a little older, with stone bleachers, dirt warm-up tracks, and covered coaches and bench seats with badly peeled paint, revealing the coffee-colored rust inside.

Although he came to Cologne only to play a warm-up game, Vitant still restricted the players from going out at night, and everyone had to stay in the hotel obediently, these eighteen or nineteen-year-old guys like little wolf cubs, let them out, who knows what they will do? If you stay in a bar or nightclub until the wee hours of the morning or even at night, you don't have to play the next day to know the result.

Vetiant is a former professional footballer, he knows how restless the blood that runs in the blood of these lads is, giving them a fulcrum, it can turn the world upside down, as an echelon coach, his job is to get the players used to venting their hormones on the field rather than off the field, and the habits that the youth team develops have a profound impact on their careers.

On June 10, the sun was shining and the temperature was moderate, and the sea breeze blowing from the far northwest had little moisture left, and it was dry and pleasant.

In the dressing room, Wittant gathered the players who had changed their jerseys and prepared to play in a circle.

Wittant stood in the middle of the circle and shouted at the players.

"Listen, it's just a warm-up game, but it doesn't mean you can relax, you're not here to travel, your jersey is embroidered with the standard Liege crest, the results are recorded in the team log, you're playing for the team and not yourself, you have to try to win, understand?"

The players nodded.

Vitant looked around at the expressions of his disciples, and saw serious faces, which was exactly the effect he wanted, but it was not enough, so he added some weight, "I will measure your strength through the game, who will become the main force in the new season, who will be reduced to a substitute, and who will not be able to play, it is up to you to control, this game is one of the factors to consider, your performance is related to your position in the new season!" ”

"Got it!" Wittant asked again.

"Understood!" The players shouted.

"We are—!" Vitant's voice was louder than the players.

"Red Devils Standard Liege, fight! Fight! This time, the sound burst out and almost broke the roof.

Everyone's hands were stacked together, Wang Nuo's hands were also among them, the back of his hands and palms were stained with sweat, he could smell the body odor of his teammates, and he could hear the suppressed gasps, Wittant put his hands on top and pressed down hard.

"Remember my tactics and play smart football!" Vitant glanced at Wang Nuo, then shifted his gaze to the other people's faces.

"Alright, let's go!"

The door of the locker room was pushed open, there was no player access in this field, as soon as the players of Standard Liege appeared, the spectator booth immediately erupted in huge cheers, and the group of relatives and friends who disappeared yesterday appeared neatly on the stone stairs on the opposite side, plus the local fans in Cologne, the stands that can accommodate hundreds of people turned out to be a little crowded, although it was a warm-up game, but the atmosphere of the stadium was not inferior to some lower leagues.

Before the game started, there was no one in the stands sitting, even the children were hanging around their parents' necks, everyone was cheering loudly, shouting the names of the players they knew, among the players who played last game, there were their brothers, sons, nephews, buddies, boyfriends - all of them were their closest people, this kind of game was much more exciting than usually cheering for players who were not related by blood, although they also liked the stars, but in comparison, today's game was more exciting.

The players also looked enthusiastic, with fire in their eyes, and with their family and friends in the stands, there was no reason not to put their best foot forward in front of them, and Wittant didn't even have to be in the dressing room, everyone in the team was going to give their all, and the young lads were at an age where they were keen to prove themselves.

Wang Nuo had no relatives to cheer him on, but he was also infected by the atmosphere of the scene, so much so that he could hear his heartbeat.

The last time he saw such a crowd was the year before, in the final of the Under-17s in Brussels, where his breakthrough resulted in a foul and a penalty that won the victory.

Stepping on the flat football field, Wang Nuo leaned over and pulled a piece of grass in his mouth, this is Wang Nuo's habit of playing the game all the time, through this grass, he can be integrated with the court under his feet, he will run faster on this field, jump higher, never fall - Wang Nuo always gives himself such psychological hints, and chewing grass blades makes him feel relaxed.

Standard Liege played in a 433 formation, exactly the same as the previous two training matches, Wang Nuo was arranged in the right winger position, Iser partnered with Ron to guard the middle of the team's defense, lost right full-back Oleviga, joker goalkeeper Morris, mechanical dance genius Leibia all started the game, in fact, many of the players who started were substitutes and rotations.

The substitution limit for this game is 11, which means that if the first half is not played well, Wittant can change to another lineup after the break, and the players who remain on the field know that their next performance will determine the playing time of this game - the manager can make substitutions at any point in time!

The referee of the warm-up game was a big bald head, who looked a little like Vinnie Jones, the villain who got a yellow card in three seconds, and sure enough, before the game started, he told the players with practical actions that his whistle would be very loose, and some players in the Cologne team said a provocative word when shaking hands before the game, and he turned a blind eye and even laughed.

"Hey, do you guys sing the second line of the national anthem (2)?"

Provoked by the opposing player, Wang Nuo's Belgian teammates immediately returned the color, they refused the next handshake, and walked straight to their own half of the court, the fans on the sidelines noticed this sudden situation, and immediately became agitated, they couldn't figure out what was happening, but it didn't prevent them from making loud noises and boos.

Wang Nuo looked at the back of his teammates leaving, and then looked at the contemptuous smile of the provocative Cologne player, and in the boos in the sky, he seemed to realize that this ordinary warm-up game had a hint of gunpowder, and at this time, the referee who looked like Winnie Jones finally blew the whistle for the start of the game.

Wang Nuo heard a small mutter, "It's like a football game." ”

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(1) Ofrat: A former West German footballer who represented the national team in the World Cup three times, and won the World Cup with the team in 1974, and was selected by FIFA as one of the most outstanding midfielders in history.

(2): This sentence is a mockery of the unpatriotic Belgians, and the French-speaking and Flemish-speaking areas are in a-for-tat confrontation, in fact, Belgium has had a long period of anarchy in previous years.