The two guys who wanted to show the results of their special training wanted to cry without tears in the face of this pouring rain.

Damn, if you don't come sooner or later, you just wait until the right opponent and the right atmosphere to come and wreak havoc, so that you don't let your good friends spend a happy weekend?

Moreover, not only is the weather wreaking, but these Frankfurt guys are not small on the field, what are they trying to do?

Think you can get an upset by doing this?

Regrets, doubts, as the raindrops that fell on the head and face began to ferment. The mood of the two, more than ten minutes after the start of the game, entered a strange anger at the same time.

In the fifteenth minute, Sforza made a long-range tackle to knock the opponent to the ground, and a yellow card was followed by a stern verbal warning from the referee.

The Swiss sobered up a little, turned his head, and found that his good friend had eaten one too!

Needless to say, the reason is naturally the result of roaring opponents and referees.

The firefighter Rachinho was dispatched in time to hold down the Kuka above the fire, and the incident came to an end for the time being.

The Brazilian apparently didn't quite understand the two men's behaviour and turned his head to look at the star with an inquiring look.

You Mo wiped the rain from his eyes and spread his hands.

"Tell me honestly, do you know the reason but don't want to say!" Rachinho trotted over, put his arm around the other's shoulders and whispered.

The Brazilian was obedient to him, but then became full of malice because of a series of shocking events, and when he saw this scene, he immediately remembered the game in which Kuka refused to pass the ball and lost the ball.

This guy has a thick face and a black belly, maybe he's herding sheep again!

"Pig, you forgot about the last game so quickly?" You Mo was speechless about the intelligence of this thing, and reached out and knocked on his head.

"Ah, I really know why!" The Brazilian looked demented, and the ball flew overhead, still unconscious. He continued to mumble to himself, "Well, it's not a human job to be a head coach." Be my firefighter! ”

Like Yumo, Barak sensed the reason.

Unlike before, the German guy quickly understood why the star of the house was silent.

Anxious to express xiàn themselves. is the most common psychological imbalance in the game. As the head coach of the team, he has long been accustomed to this kind of thing. At the same time, it will also become extremely sensitive.

The best thing to do for guys in this state is to tell them at halftime: It's a good thing to be brave enough to show yourself, but you should be more methodical.

Under normal circumstances, the authority of the manager is unquestionable. The guy who was advised like this, if he could quickly return to normal. Then everybody doesn't take it very seriously. If you are still obsessed, you will have to bear the consequences.

Unlike a manager, the guys who can give advice to their teammates in the first place can be very useful or counterproductive.

After all, they only have the right to build, not any decision.

As the spiritual leader of the team, he is still just a player. At most, you can add a captain or assistant coach, which is the limit. The power that can be had. On the surface, it is still far from catching up with the manager.

In this case, if they tell their teammates in the tone of the boss: Don't do that, it will be dangerous to blindly show yourself! No matter what the final effect is, the face of the teammates is obviously hurt!

If you consider the face of your teammates, it is for the star of this team to use the whispering style of Latchinho to advise your teammates. Nor is it suitable.

The first is that he has never seen him do this, and the second is that his status is too special, far more than the average star, and doing so will also make his teammates curious.

It's not enough to say the code, so just wait. Like last time, when the pit is already dug large, fill it with your own ability.

With that figured out, Barak finally understood something.

As the spiritual leader of the team, tolerance comes first!

The game continued.

Eintracht Frankfurt, who tasted the sweetness, obviously did not give up, and in the following time, they still tested their opponents with moves that were on the verge of fouling.

Anxious to show his two guys, Sforza has been completely woken up by a yellow card from his teammate, and his movements quickly become calm and standardized.

It's a pity that the impact of guilt made his feelings change from being too impatient to not being excited enough.

Kuka's anger was forcibly suppressed by Latchinho, and he was able to restrain his fiery temper for the time being. However, the situation of the game that could not be rewritten for a long time was a time bomb hanging in his heart, including himself, and he did not know when it would be detonated.

Barak, who had observed him a few times, knew this in his heart, and began to use a more positive forward attitude to try to create a killing opportunity.

It's a pity that the too slippery site and the situation of water accumulation from time to time made his efforts unsuccessful.

Thirty minutes into the game, the score shows no signs of changing.

The two guys in the stands were in good spirits, as if the team tables they supported each other were satisfying.

"It seems that there is no symbolic resistance at all, and then the meaning of raising your hands and surrendering?"

"Well, what an accident the rain war is, especially this downpour. The team that originally had the advantage of technical strength is likely to suffer Waterloo because of the hard work of the opponent. ”

"Hey, your cultural level is good, you usually like to read?"

"It's been a prize, but I just graduated from elementary school, but I usually have a wide range of interests and love to deal with guys with a wide range of knowledge."

"It's not tiring to talk to you at all, my two teammates, one is No. 6 on the field, Brazilian Rachinho, it's very out of tune. The other No. 11, Kuka, a descendant of Americans, is a bad boy who often gets into trouble. It's tiring to talk to these two guys, and they never talk about things seriously! ”

"Ah, you're not worried about your family and your team at all?"

"It used to be, but it rarely happens now."

"Why?"

"The thoughts in his head, only Lu Wei can know, and others should not guess."

"Haha, I think so now!"

In the 35th minute of the game, after Kuka was warned again, the familiar voice finally sounded.

However, the goal seems to be wrong.

Sforza!

You Mo's voice was still lazy, in an atmosphere of sabre-rattling. It seems so disobedient.

"You two guys, are you secretly practicing foul skills?"

Everyone, including the person concerned, Sforza, was stunned when they heard this, and their subsequent reactions were surprisingly unanimous.

Cover your mouth with one hand and your stomach with the other. Bend over, want to fall.

"I,,," The Brazilian was obviously unwilling to fall down, laughing breathlessly and still not forgetting to express his feelings in a foul mouth.

"Mo, you're a comedian, you're so talented!" Schronberg laughed highly, after a burst of laughter. Shut down quickly.

"No, I can't hold on, let your brother come and replace me!" Kristov's laughter was too low, and he was already kneeling at this time.

"Okay, okay, seriously, seriously!" Lineke slammed his head against the post a few times, and it was easy to get his face strained.

The two parties, Sforza, became like a bystander. The same smile can't straighten up. Kuka was still unkind at first, but later he saw that these guys were so blatantly laughing at them. So he immediately became happy.

"Haha, how's it going, isn't it?"

"I'M KAO, WHAT'S IN YOUR HEAD?" Bremer could still be standing, but when he heard this, he gave up resistance and raised his hands in surrender.

Just when everyone's souls are flying out of the sky. The referee, who couldn't hold back his laughter, spoke.

"Okay, just do it in moderation, the action, and the laughter."

In the coach's seat, Rehhagel had long covered his face and was afraid to see anyone.

“Boss。 You can't laugh so low, the reporters will get you in trouble! The guy who still has the same face is kind and persuasive on the side.

"Talent, this is. So is your brother, and so is Kuka. can actually turn the game into a tea party, and the whistle of the black-faced referee's laughter can't be blown! Bern was also banging his head against the railing, but with gentleness.

"That's to say, just now, the whistle sounds, not very civilized, tastes"

Rehhagel finally made a sound, but unfortunately, before he finished speaking, the guys who had just recovered to normal began to cramp again.

"Alas, I'm drunk when the game can be played like this."

Lu Wei shook his head and stretched

As if infected by their opponents, Eintracht Frankfurt's movements were also much more restrained, which allowed the remaining ten minutes of the first half to slip away quickly.

In the locker room, Ballack looked at his teammates who still couldn't stop laughing, and his heart was mixed.

He couldn't stop smiling after Youmo's serious questioning, but soon, he realized something.

What better way to resolve the embarrassment?!

The answer he can be sure of is no!

Using humor to face anger, wisdom to solve unspeakable suffering, and laughter to awaken the right way to treat him, this wonderful way made him seem to open a door and see a new world.

By the way, it also made him discover something that he had previously ignored, intentionally or unintentionally.

Everyone knows that this guy is the star of the house, and they all know that the head coach knows everything about this guy and believes everything, but has this guy never had a posture of being too high-minded?

No! Even, there are only a handful of times to reason with facts!

It seems that as a spiritual leader, in addition to tolerance, you must also have wisdom and humor in order to turn decay into magic!

"Like you, we couldn't stop laughing in the dugout."

Rehhagel pushed the door in, his voice a little impatient.

"It's like that, it's a lot of things, and it's obviously impossible to expect everyone to be able to keep up with the changes completely. Our first goal is growth, our second goal is victory, and our third goal is revenge. Therefore, his own efforts and courage are commendable acts. I wouldn't mind the impatient actions of the two guys in the first half hour, that's normal, the old guys sometimes make that mistake. ”

"I can talk to you about this in such a calm tone, the reason goes without saying, and you know it."

"What to do next, you probably know better than I do."

"Then don't say more, laugh enough here, go up and teach them a lesson!"

"Let them see, a bunch of guys who can't laugh straight up, Yan sù is just as scary!" (To be continued......)