Chapter 119 Are You Kidding?
Chapter 119 Are You Kidding?
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"Then should I call you Robert or Mintar now?"
Wildmoser shrugged, "Mintal, of course."
"Ok."
"Thomas, what do you want me for?"
"I would like to invite you to join 1860 Munich."
"Haha, that's all I can tell you. I refuse, so there's no need to say any more."
Wildmoser looked at Hassler with a smug expression. He felt that if it was in reality, the result could only be like this. This is the result that can be imagined with his fingers.
"Okay, let me put it another way. I want to ask you, do you want to play in the Bundesliga or the Bundesliga next season."
As soon as the words came out, Wildmoser frowned, and Hassler turned to the monitor, "Look at the current ranking of Nuremberg in the Bundesliga."
No. 14!
The last three in the Bundesliga are relegated, that is, 18, 17, and 16, while Nuremberg is now ranked 14th. As a team that has just been promoted to the Bundesliga last season, such a result is normal, but it is also very dangerous.
"Look at the ranking of 1860 again."
Wildmoser laughed, and what Hassler meant could not be more clear. Although Nuremberg is now a Bundesliga team and 1860 is a Bundesliga team, the two teams are likely to switch next season. More importantly, 1860 is a team. A team with a long history, which is unmatched by Nuremberg.
"You should also be very clear about our history in 1860. Many German international footballers have been trained here, as well as international footballers for many European teams. We have participated in European wars and we have won league championships."
Wildmoser nodded, "Thomas, I have to say, I am a little moved, but there is still something missing."
"what?"
"The killer weapon that can tempt me."
It's like a team of couples going from love to marriage. Some decisive factors are needed, and this is what Wildmoser refers to.
"Thomas, can you show your trump card?"
In fact, there are two factors for a club to attract players, one is money, the other is honor, or both.
"German Cup!"
"What do you mean?"
"I want to invite you to win the German Cup together."
Wildmoser chuckled, "That's not a good reason."
Hassler knew that the club didn't have much to offer, "Robert, this is all I can think of, I can only say, try it, but Benjamin is injured, I need a striker, do you want me to come back ?"
Wildmoser waved his hand, "Okay, let's try it, but I advise you not to have too much hope."
"I know this."
*****
"Daniel! Stop for me."
"Jens, you're an asshole, let me tell you, you're his motherfucker."
"I know you're blaming yourself, but it's not your fault."
"I know, because it's your fault."
"Of course it's not my fault, I can only blame Benjamin's bad luck."
Bayer wanted to leave, but Jeremiah stopped him. In fact, this is the inheritance of German football. When Jeremiah was still a rookie, the big brother in the team taught him this way.
"I just want to teach you the spirit of German football, I didn't make you mess up, you know?"
Baier calmed down.
Jeremes stretched out a few fingers, "Youth training, first start, first goal, injury, retirement, these are all football players have to face, eating is like dying."
"I know, but that's my teammate."
Jeremes hugged Bayer, "Daniel, listen to me, a boy has to go through some things before he grows into a man."
Baier seemed to understand, he nodded.
"Do you know Beckham?"
"of course."
"If it weren't for the mess in the 98 World Cup, I don't think he would have become a man so quickly."
"Okay, don't think so much, I also came out in 1860, and I was as stupid as you back then, and I became a man later."
Baier seems to understand something. The real inheritance on the football field is actually the precepts and deeds of the predecessors. Why Chinese football has not been successful is actually the lack of stepping stones and the lack of the first batch of dedicated people.
*****
When Mintal received a call from Hassler, his first reaction was—are you kidding me?
"Thomas, first of all, I respect you very much, but I think you don't respect me, how can I go to the second division of Germany."
Hassler repeated what he had said to Wildmoser, but the reality was much crueler than the ideal.
After listening, Mintal smiled and said: "First, we will relegation. Second, even if Nuremberg is relegated, I can go to Schalke or Bremen. I don't need to go to 1860. Don't you think Slovak football Will sir play without the ball?"
Hassler had already talked to Mingtal with a calm face, and had to admit that Mingtal was right. Hassler was a little embarrassed, and he didn't have many chips in his hand.
"Thomas, thank you for appreciating me, but I don't want to waste your time. If 1860 lacks strikers, you'd better find one in the Bundesliga Bundesliga before the transfer window closes."
After hanging up the phone, Hasler felt bad. All walks of life in human society are divided into different classes. He also knows the gap between the Bundesliga and the Bundesliga, but the reality is like a gap in front of Hasler.
"Maybe Mintal is right, I should find one in the second division."
Hussler is cramming, and time is tight. Most of the players who are listed for sale, Hassler looks down on them, and the players that Hassler wants can't be bought.
"This is the trouble of small clubs. If it is Bayern Munich, you can easily find the players you need. How cool it is."
*****
"head."
"Lie down and don't move, how is the injury?"
"The operation was a success, but I can't practice with the ball for a month."
"Well, that's pretty fast."
"Head, I'm sorry."
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
In fact, Lauter was angry with himself. How could he be so unlucky? After the hard winter training, the game was about to begin. At this juncture, he was injured, and the injury was not serious.
Lauter also heard some rumors, "Head, what happened to the transfer?"
Hassler smiled and said, "It's too difficult to find someone to replace you in the transfer market. Look, my hair is getting gray."
"Haha."
"I was thinking, or let Paul go."
Lauter shook his head. Paul can only play under special conditions. In real hard battles, Paul can't do it.
"Head, do I have an idea?"
"Tell me."
"Let Chen Mu play forward."
Hassler nodded, "I've thought about this too, but there's no one in the midfield."
"Hehe, you forgot your head, isn't there a newcomer here?"
"You mean Jeremiah?"
In the talented German team and Bayern Munich, it is possible for Jeremiah to play an organizational midfielder, but Lauter feels that in the German second division, Jeremiah can play an organizational midfielder.
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