Chapter 231: Bad Luck
"What's going on? Can you determine when the plane will be repaired? ”
At Luton Airport, Wenger anxiously asked the plane's support staff, with a hint of anger in his tone.
Originally, Wenger's training in the morning was deliberately canceled, and he came to Wharton Airport in advance, took a charter flight, and prepared to arrive in Rome a little earlier and start to adapt to the field training earlier. However, when I came here, I was informed that the plane had a little malfunction and might not be able to take off.
Wenger was really angry and anxious, angry at the sloppiness of his logistics staff, and now he can only hope that the logistics staff can get accurate information for himself.
However, Wenger is destined to be disappointed...
"Mr. Wenger, I'm sorry, I'm afraid it's very, this is difficult, the technicians are already working hard to repair it, but for your safety, I suggest you change to another flight, and there is a trip to Rome after five o'clock in the afternoon."
"Five o'clock in the afternoon?! What are you kidding. ”
Hearing the other party's suggestion, Wenger almost ignored his gentle image and raised his voice.
My own people have already been pulled to the airport, and at this time, I want my team to stay here for six or seven hours after 5 o'clock in the afternoon, which is really crazy.
But the safety he said, Wenger had to consider, no one can guarantee that a maintenance can be lifted, and it will take off on the same day, Wenger always feels a little uneasy, and he is a little moved by his suggestion.
At this time, Uncle Rice came over, "Arthur, I think we should take the team back to the Kearney training base first." ”
When Wenger heard this, he was stunned, knowing that his old partner would not be untargeted, Wenger looked in the direction he pointed, and felt helpless in his heart.
"Yes Hao, can you sign for me?"
"Robin, I like you a lot."
"Hey, Hao, our whole family is your fans, come on."
"Hao, are you going to Rome? Come on. ”
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All kinds of greetings, those who get on the plane, those who get off the plane, as soon as they see the Arsenal gang, they come to greet them.
Among them, the most popular is Xiang Hao, among whom there are still most female fans, who take photos from time to time and ask for autographs.
It not only distracted the Arsenal players, but also seriously disrupted the order of the airport.
It looks like you can't go, and there are still six or seven hours to go, so how can you do that effort to get autographs here.
"You leave a few people here, get the tickets, and everyone else goes back to the bus."
With a wave of his hand, Wenger immediately beckoned the team members and his entourage to get on the bus, and had no choice but to drive back to the Kearney training base.
"Whew, that's bad luck."
"Hey, I'll have to come back later."
…
Once in the car, the Arsenal players couldn't help but complain. Originally, it was hard enough to have to travel long distances, and I had to toss back and forth, can I have no opinion?
"Hehe, I guess that's 'good things grind'."
Hearing the complaints of his teammates, Xiang Hao couldn't help but comfort him. It's a pity that there are a bunch of ghosts in front of him, and none of them can understand the meaning of what Xiang Hao said.
"What do you mean?" Ramsey asked curiously. The few on the side also looked at Xiang Hao curiously, looking like babies.
"If you want to get a good result, there will be some twists and turns in the process."
Xiang Hao had to translate it bluntly in English, and said optimistically: "I think, maybe we will get a very good harvest from our trip to Rome this time." ”
"Hehe, Hao seems to have been with Andre for a long time, and his attitude towards life has changed."
"Yes, Hao, you have become a literary youth, hehe."
"So Hao's style on the field is very different, hehe."
…
"What do you mean, am I being rude on the field?"
Xiang Hao glared at his teammates unhappily, expressing dissatisfaction with their doubts.
"Hehe, it's really not very literary."
"Didn't you listen to them, you're always rude, hehe."
Xiang Hao's protest ushered in even greater laughter. All the Arsenal players 'denounced' Xiang Hao, and the whole bus laughed constantly.
Seeing this scene, Wenger's frowning brows unconsciously relaxed.
What he is most afraid of is the twists and turns on the road, which will interfere with the emotions of his players and make them show signs of impetuousness.
Now it seems that everything is fine, as long as the mentality of the players is not a problem. Arsene Wenger can rest assured.
"Dear passengers, flight P-771 to Rome is about to take off from Paris, please come to the boarding gate,"
Tossing back and forth, the Arsenal players boarded the flight to Rome, and it was almost six o'clock at this time.
By the time the Arsenal players arrived in Rome, it was already nine o'clock in the evening, not to mention adaptation training, and even the official UEFA press conference, Arsenal could not catch up.
The group hurriedly checked into the scheduled hotel, ate, bathed, and slept, planning to go to the venue early tomorrow morning to see the situation.
The Arsenal generals thought that at this time, they could finally sleep peacefully, and a noisy sound came from outside the hotel...
"Shhh
"Go back to your London, Englishmen, or you will be torn to shreds."
"You're going to be bitten to pieces!"
“RomaRomaRoma
corede‘staCittà
unicograndeamore
detantaetantagente
chefaisospirà”
…
As soon as the Arsenal players climbed into bed, nearly 100 fans in red shirts appeared at the door of the hotel, holding various slogans, singing their team songs, and shouting loudly outside.
These Roma fans did not intend to give Arsenal a chance to rest at all, and clearly wanted to use the noise to interfere with Arsenal's next day and drain the energy of Arsenal's players.
In this regard, Wenger found the manager of the hotel to deal with it, and the security guard was also dispatched. However, it is clear that Rome's position in the city of Rome is difficult to shake.
The security guards were dispatched for a while, but after a while, they started again.
Luckily, it's all too common to play away from home, and everyone has experience in that.
The Arsenal players used the most common means to plug their ears and not listen to outside sounds; Close the curtains and don't look at any light.
It was not until the second half of the night that Roma's provocation subsided, and the Arsenal players finally slept peacefully before dawn.
"Phew, yesterday was a terrible day."
Wenger got up and couldn't help but complain, and went over to open the curtains, only to find that he had complained early.
The sound of "bang-la-la" sounded, and the raindrops outside the window had blurred the vision.
Arsene Wenger finally understood why, in the second half of the night, the group of aggressive Roma fans left, because it was raining!
"Damn, that's terrible!"
Wenger couldn't help it in the end, and directly burst into a foul mouth.
He never thought that his team's luck would be so bad.
Yesterday, I lost the opportunity to adapt to the field training, and I planned to pull the players over early in the morning to make up for the time, but I didn't expect to give myself such a rain.
How to train, training in the rain and playing in the rain are two different concepts entirely.
This kind of weather retraining, not only physical exhaustion, but also increased risk of injury, the afternoon is about to play, no coach will be stupid enough to adapt to training in the rain in the morning.
Wenger sat at the head of the bed as if deflated, shaking his head helplessly.
"Hey, Hao, is that what you call 'good things grind'?"
Looking at the dripping scene outside, Ramsey glanced at Xiang Hao and asked helplessly.
"Well, we're not out of luck."
At this time, Xiang Hao, who was quite depressed, had no intention of comforting himself, so he could only 'tell the truth'.
Since yesterday, Arsenal have been running very badly.
From departure to check-in, from night to day.
It's as if everything is against Arsenal, nothing is right. Arsenal teammates are not affected, how is it possible.
Arsene Wenger obviously knew this, so after desperation, he immediately sent someone to contact the Rome City Hall, asking them to provide an indoor football field to let his players get used to it.
Fortunately, the request was approved, and Arsenal never fell to the point of being out of play.
However, obviously the warm-up of this kind of field is not very effective, it really just warms up the players, so that the body is not too 'cold' when they go on the field, and it is too slow to enter the state.
Wenger was naturally not satisfied with the warm-up effect of this game, so he frequently looked outside, hoping that the rain would stop as soon as possible.
Unfortunately, Arsenal's good fortune was limited to the appearance of this field.
It wasn't until Arsenal had eaten lunch and had to take a lunch break to recharge their batteries that the rain stopped.
At this time, it was less than three hours before the start time of this Champions League knockout match.
Wenger didn't need to delay the biological clocks of the players, and with a wave of his hand, he ordered a group to go to bed.
As for the yarn's acclimatization field training, to hell with it. Wenger stopped frowning, set a time and climbed into bed.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, the bus carrying the Arsenal generals slowly drove into the Rome Olympic Stadium in the northern suburbs of Rome, and came to the venue where they were going to play today for the first time.
"Boo boo boo"
"Londoners, go back quickly, God is on our side!"
"This will be your unfortunate nightmare!"
"You're doomed!"
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For their opponents, Roma fans have obviously worked hard to know the unfortunate experience of their opponents from yesterday until this morning.
As soon as the bus arrived, all kinds of banter and ridicule came out, surrounding the Arsenal players, shouting all over the place.
Originally, the Arsenal players were in a bad mood due to the bad luck of the past two days, and now they are even darker and calmer when they hear the banter and abuse of the Roma fans.
Before the game had even begun, they were holding back their breath, a resentment towards the city of Rome.