Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Four: Pre-Game Text Messages
"How does it feel? Nervous? ”
"It was supposed to be very nervous, but Coach Settazzi has made it clear that I won't be in the starting line-up, considering that I haven't recovered from a minor injury, so I seem to have lost the tension I deserve, what about you? It should be okay to get into the starting lineup, right? ”
"Hey~! I worked hard in the four sessions of the two days, and Coach Settazi was mainly training for young players this time, so I guessed that my name would be in the starting line-up. ”
"That's good! Good luck with your wishes! ”
"Hmm~! You too! Although these drill sessions lack intensity, I can also see that you really have some strength, and I hope to be able to fight with you in the second half! ”
"Hmm~! Not bad! Then you want to wish me all the best? That's how we can support and encourage each other! ”
"Good~! Good~! Good~! I wish we all a good look, and I will definitely wait for you in the second half, and then we will use the dazzling watch to make Coach Settazzi call us to the team next time, okay? ”
"Nope! Not just next time, we're going to play for France until we retire, that's the real goal, and I hope we can achieve it, come on! ”
After a brief two days and two nights, the two French rookies bonded their friendship and boarded the bus to Basel, but the two-and-a-half-hour drive didn't allow them to do anything personal, with the rest of the team-mates either sleeping on their soft seats or playing with the computer. Obviously, the upcoming debut of the national team has made their backbones erected. The emotions are very agitated.
Following what Kabine meant, Wowiga and Kabine sat in the back row of the carriage together, and the verbal exchange between the two was definitely not nonsense, let alone exchanging high hats, they just maintained the fighting spirit that young players should have, and there was nothing more proud of it than wearing the national team jersey.
Before the team set off, it was deliberately thirty minutes earlier. That's undoubtedly what Coach Settazzi meant, and given the fact that it's a long drive, it's not too much to make. And when the team bus officially drove into the city of Basel, Kabine and Volviga said in unison: "I'm ready!" ”
Then, after nearly 20 minutes of crossing the streets and aisles in the city, the team bus arrived at the venue of the competition - St. Jacobs Park Stadium in advance. I have to say. It is also the home of Basel, one of the Swiss Super League champions.
Although it is still very early before the start of the game, when the French army came to the stadium in St. Jacobs Park, there were nearly 100 French fans waiting around the stadium, and every time they saw a French player walking out of the team, the fans would shout and cheer for that player, and in the process of cheering for the team, a player would not let go, perhaps in their hearts, every player has the right to accept their support and encouragement.
Even more surprisingly. After all the players got off the bus, the lack of star flavor in the team did not cause dissatisfaction among the fans. It seems that Coach Settazzi's selection policy this time has been understood by the fans, because as a team, what should be valued is the performance of the game, not how many big stars there are in the team.
After following the team into the locker room, Carbine's first instinct was to look for his own locker spot, his eyes scanning the entire locker room designed in an oval space, and the first thing that caught his eye was not the name printed on the jersey, but the number 21 he had submitted earlier.
The reason for this is that the favorite No. 6 is owned by the big brother in the team, and the second choice of No. 15 is also the number of the Granada team, but it is also a famous name, and finally Carbine regressed and chose No. 21, the reason is very simple, this is the number when he played for the national youth team.
"That's it! Please simply pack up your belongings, and in ten minutes, I will announce the starting list and substitute list, and then after the starting players have changed their equipment, we will go out to the stadium with the captain to warm up, so hurry up and prepare! ”
After Coach Settazzi finished speaking, Woviga, who was three places away from Kabine, squeezed his eyes at Kabine, which meant that he was firmly in the starting lineup, and that kind of confidence even Kabine felt a little amazed.
"Ding~~!"
As soon as it sounded, Carbine reflexively said "huh", only to realize that it was the sound of a text message from the mobile phone in his trouser pocket.
Even if the phone rang now, Kabine would not feel anything unusual, but after clearly knowing who had sent him a text message, he changed his attitude and silently said, "Huh? Strange? How can you be a coach Corboni? ”
[I'm close to negotiating here, you have to remember to throw the bait and lure the fish to the bait.] 】
"Oh~~~! So that's it! Carbine opened the mailbox on his phone and read the message sent by Coach Corboni in one breath before he understood the intention of Coach Carboni's text message.
Just as after receiving instructions in front of Coach Corboni, Carbine replied simply: "Understood! Instructor! Then there are only two things he has to do, one is to pray that Coach Settazzi will give him time to play, and the other is to hope that he can get the opportunity to go head-to-head with Banm, at this time only the east wind is owed.
Coach Corboni was able to accurately grasp the time period, and sent a crucial text message before Carbine walked out of the locker room, which is believed to be the experience accumulated by the old man after many years of coaching the team, and Carbine was already putting the phone back in his trouser pocket, who knew that the reaction given by the phone made him not do it.
It was the second text message received in a short period of time, and the sender made Carbine feel less surprised than Coach Corboni, because Carbine thought that the sender was doing something that was perfectly normal.
[Young people! Come on! I'll watch you play by the TV! 】
Kirby thought to himself that it would be better if Mr. Haas could come to the scene to cheer him on, but this time it didn't work out because of the incident, but instead sent a text message, understanding that Mr. Haas's work was busy, Kirbyne didn't mind much about this, and replied: "Thank you! Mr. Haas! I'll do my best! After that, he was ready to put away his phone again.
This time, the phone was sold, and he didn't let Kabine take it out of his trouser pocket, and he didn't care about everything in Kabine, so he changed his sneakers and socks first, and as soon as he got this qiē, he found that his phone had received a third text message.
"Alas~! What's going on? As soon as this text message comes, let's come together, are these people scheduled in advance? Kabine began to wonder.
The third sender was even more unpleasant, as Carbine knew who had sent the text message, and when he picked up the phone again, his eyes were full of disdain, and after pressing the text message, he saw the contents:
[Hey! Idiot! My tummy is a lot more comfortable, and I'm going to be at home today to watch your national team debut, I want to see how you make a fool of yourself in the game! Ha~~! 】
After reading it, Kabine whispered: "Idiot! May you have diarrhea until the end of the season! (To be continued......)