It didn't take long to answer the phone, just ten seconds.

The caller is the team's assistant coach and the purpose is to convey Coach Corbony's order to go to the locker room, even if he is out injured, Coach Corboni wants Kabine to prepare for the game with his teammates.

Kabine has no opinion on this, and even if he had, he would not dare to disobey the orders given by Coach Corboni.

Cabinet stood up and left the hot leather cushion of the VIP seat, and Mr. Haas, beside him, did not talk nonsense, and asked, "Your teammates have arrived?" ”

"Hmm~! I'm going to the locker room! Kabine replied.

Mr. Haas said, "Go ahead! I'm not going to eat all the food, I'm going to leave you at least a piece of honey muffin, but spicy sausage...... I can't guarantee it! ”

After saying that, the old guy deliberately crooked his mouth and laughed.

Kabine had already opened the glass door, and before stepping in, he replied, "I'm not worried about that, because you must have a cigarette in your right hand and a beer glass in your left hand, as for the food?" I'm sure you won't touch it! ”

After speaking, he also replied with a smile.

Mr. Haas waved his hand, urging Carbiné to hurry to the dressing room, and said, "Then we'll see!" Hum! ”

The two of them were still smiling, and then, without replying, Kabine simply slid through the glass door and left the VIP room.

Somehow?

The pain of the injury in his right ankle was faintly twisting the nerves in his ankle at this time, making Kirbine's steps more and more awkward.

Is it nervous?

After turning six steps, Kirbine stopped, supported the ground with his left foot, lifted his right foot, and pinched the affected ankle with his right hand. Suddenly, a tingling sensation rushed out of his ankle and went straight to the nerves in his brain, causing him to tingle all over his body.

After the numbness dissipated, a feeling of nausea welled up in his throat, and Kabine quickly lowered his right foot, held on to the wall by the corridor, and touched his stomach......

A message came out of his brain to tell Kabine, get ready to vomit!

He swallowed, though. After exhaling three breaths slowly, his body gradually stood firm, and he finally stopped this qiē from happening, and then wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead with his left hand. I said in my heart:

"Why am I so nervous?"

"Is it pressure?"

"It's because I can't play with my teammates, which indirectly weakens the overall strength of the team. And the resulting stress? ”

He leaned against the wall. His face was glazed, and in three seconds, Kabine thought of a lot of things.

Mr. Haas used a tactful acknowledgment of his own strength, and in terms of personal mentality, Kabine was pleased. On the negative side, Mr. Haas's assessment has put a lot of pressure on Kabine.

The source of the pressure is that I can't play with my teammates......

Without knocking on the locker room door, Kabiné pulled down the door lock. turned in, and as soon as his teammates saw him, they coaxed:

"Hey! Carbine! You can't wear a jersey today! Sad? ”

"Hey! Carbine! Is the injury getting better? ”

"Hey! Remember to give us a little louder applause! Otherwise, we won't be able to spare you! ”

"Ha~ha~ha~!"

Carbine likes to make jokes about others, and he doesn't mind letting others make jokes about himself, not to mention that this is a group of golfers who have been playing with him for a long time, so he smiled, and the smile was very real, and after laughing, the nervous feeling just now subsided, and his body was even more relaxed.

After the teammates finished shouting, they changed their equipment for the battle, and Carbine took three steps forward, and saw that his changing position was empty, not even a hanger, and his heart suddenly emitted a sour taste-

While his teammates changed into jerseys, Carbine wore a simple outfit.

He was sour, not because he was jealous of his teammates who could play, but because he couldn't contribute to the team, so his face became dull again.

"Sit down! Stand like an idiot! What do you want to do? ”

As soon as the words came, Kabine was called an idiot by one person, and the one who spoke to another idiot - a squirrel, Van Kakit.

"Oh~!" Kabiné came to his senses and sat down in his dressing seat.

The squirrel wrapped his ankle strap around his ankle and said, "I heard that you were punished with a two-game internal suspension, why didn't you sue me for such a big thing?" ”

Kirbine twisted his head and replied, "I've been in a pretty annoying mood these days, so ...... I didn't tell you about it! ”

The squirrel wrapped the belt around three times, and when he was done, he continued, "Really? All right! Then I have to tell you, you can't do this next time, because we are friends, and if you encounter this kind of thing, without my care and comfort, I am afraid that you will hug the pillow and cry! ”

"you! Idiot! Kabine was scolding, but both knew that this was the way they communicated with each other.

So, the two idiots were clattering and laughing.

Of course, the smiles of the two looked like idiots.

The squirrel's joke was like an elixir, completely curing Kirby's inner uneasiness, at this time, Kirbine twisted the lid of a bottle of energy drink and poured three mouthfuls into his throat, and when the squirrel finally changed into a qiē battle equipment, Kabine said: "There is a question, I want you to answer it!" ”

The squirrel drank another bottle of energy drink, took a sip into his throat, and replied, "Ask!" ”

Carbineh straightened up and said: "Once the game starts, if Barcelona kicks off first, how long do you think it will take us to regain possession? ”

Squirrel shrunk his nose and said, "I know what you're asking, but I think you're asking from the wrong starting point!" ”

"Oh~? What's wrong! Kabine asked, tilting his head.

The squirrel's eyes flashed, and he said, "How long will it take us to regain possession?" This question is not important at all, what matters is whether we can hold the opponent's offensive and then take the opportunity to counterattack! ”

After listening to this, Kabine was convinced, and he thought that the squirrel had just said the key part of today's game.

"Hmm~! That's right! Kabine responded.

The squirrel stretched out his right palm, and Kabine immediately understood, giving the same action, and then "Smack~!" The two of them high-fived, and the applause was crisp, as if a small wave was swinging here.

"Ahem~ahem~!"

The cough was deliberate, and Carbine and Squirrel knew why, as did the rest of their teammates.

Coach Corboni is about to speak.

The old handsome man was dressed in a formal suit, as if he was going to a banquet, and he put his hands behind his waist, standing in the center of the locker room, his eyes first swept his teammates, and then his mouth moved:

"As for today's opponent, I don't need to introduce ......!"

Coach Corboni paused, saw that the players' eyes were very focused, nodded slightly, and continued: "Since the Barcelona team is good at using guò'ground ball control' to cut through the opponent's defense, so, [full-court pressing] is our only game strategy, which requires a lot of physical fitness to deal with, and I hope that the players can play a team spirit, if one person can't play a role in blocking, and in the case of no dislocation, then give me two people to block, In short, I have to break the ball from the opponent's feet! ”

Coach Corboni swallowed his saliva and spoke slowly, and after three seconds, he continued: "The specific battle plan will be explained to you later, and now I want to say that we have two main players who will be out due to injuries today, but I am convinced that the players who replaced these two injured players have the strength to fill this vacancy!" ”

"Please don't doubt your own strength! Do you understand? Coach Corboni's words were tightly followed by words.

"Understood~~!" The Granada players roared in unison.

The striker's team-mate, who suffered a minor injury in the last game against Atletico Madrid, was eye-to-eye with Carbine, and both had the same thoughts:

[It's a pity that I can't go into battle]

At this time, seeing that his players were full of confidence, Coach Corboni nodded his head with satisfaction, and then said: "Remember! Face a strong enemy! Don't let yourself feel stressed! ”

The old coach paused again and continued: "Because in the game, as long as you have pressure, then you are destined to be a loser!" (To be continued......)