King Bayern

Chapter 193 Munich Encounter

Pellegrini, he is called a Chilean engineer, and he is famous in Europe because of his success in coaching Villarreal.

Villarreal's recent performance in La Liga, Copa del Rey and UEFA Cup has not been very good, which has given Pellegrini a headache.

It's still the same old problem, that is, it is difficult for a team that is not a wealthy team to fight on multiple lines, but Pellegrini still values ​​the UEFA Cup most.

Because as an outsider, Pellegrini knows that the European stage is a good opportunity for him to become famous. Mourinho won 100 Portuguese Super League championships, but no one paid attention to him, but he won the Champions League once, and he became a top player. people.

But now Villarreal has two games, one win and one draw in the UEFA Cup, and their results are not good. When they came to Munich, Pellegrini's goal was only one three points.

The training field had only started for a while, when Jose Mari and Cazorla approached Pellegrini, "Bss, this stadium is impossible to play."

"What's wrong?" Pellegrini thought to himself that this is the training ground provided by the organizing committee.

"It's frozen and hard."

It was freezing cold in Munich at the end of November, and the stadium without geothermal equipment was like marble.

When Pellegrini heard it, he didn't believe it. The training ground in Germany is the best equipped. "How is it possible? Let me take a look."

Pellegrini stepped on it with his foot, and it turned out to be like marble. Then he squatted down and touched it, and it was like a big ice cube.

Pellegrini's palms were cold, but his heart was furious, "What the hell, call the staff."

Chile is a Spanish-speaking country, and Pellegrini can speak a few words of English, but no matter what he said, the staff looked black.

Pellegrini suddenly felt that he had been hacked. There are many such situations in away games in the football circle, and various methods will be used. Pellegrini once led the team to an away game. The air conditioner in the hotel room suddenly broke down.

"I warn you, if the geothermal heat does not recover within an hour, I will complain to UEFA."

The staff chattered for a long time, all in German, and Pellegrini was furious, so he found a German-speaking translator in the team, and only after asking did he find out that the geothermal heat was broken.

"Broken? Then find someone to fix it."

The staff shrugged, "If you can't fix it today, you have to do it tomorrow."

Pellegrini really suspected that this guy was a fan of Munich 1860, "Aren't you Germans the most rigorous? How could this happen."

But the staff looked helpless.

Pellegrini knew he couldn't wait. If this guy still had this expression tomorrow, the team would be in trouble. Without high-quality pre-match training, the team would be ruined during the game. It's like not sleeping before the college entrance examination. Well, the exam must be over.

"You tell him, one hour, otherwise I will contact UEFA immediately, and you Munich will be waiting for bad luck."

The ultimatum was indeed effective. The staff said that they would contact the maintenance personnel immediately, but when the geothermal heat was completely restored, it was already 3 pm, and it was completely dark in Munich at this time.

These players from the warm Spain were completely frozen. If this continues, half of these players will die before the game.

Cazorla found the head coach, "Let's go back to the hotel, or I won't catch a cold."

Lao Pei wrapped himself in two scarves, but he still felt very cold, and his legs kept bouncing on the ground.

"Damn German."

"Okay, let's go back to the hotel first."

After taking a comfortable hot bath, Pellegrini felt relieved from the fatigue of the day.

"Call your family in Chile."

"daughter."

"dad."

"Father is in Munich."

"Munich? It's cold."

"Yes, where are you?"

"It's killing me."

Chile at this time is the hottest season of the year.

"Haha, Dad really wants to take you to Munich. It snowed in the evening. I really want you to see it."

"Dad, why don't I visit you for Christmas."

"No, Dad is going back to Chile for Christmas."

Chatting and chatting, Pellegrini found more and more wrong, what is wrong?

Finally, Pellegrini found out. Why did he feel that the temperature in the room was getting colder and colder? Pellegrini put down the phone, just as someone was knocking on the door.

Opening the door, it was Cazorla and Senna.

"what happened?"

"Bss, the heater is broken."

"what?"

Pellegrini's head buzzed, "Did you find the hotel staff?"

"I found it, and said it's being repaired."

Pellegrini really wanted to swear, but then he thought, "Is it such a coincidence? I caught up with two things in one day?"

Unbearable, Pellegrini went into a rage, "Bring the hotel manager."

In the room, a middle-aged man with oily hair stood in front of Pellegrini with a smile on his face, as if nothing had happened.

"Hello, Manuel."

"I'm not well, I'm going to catch a cold."

"I'm very sorry, the hotel's heating system is broken, but we will fix it right away, and caused you trouble."

"Okay, I don't care what you are like, I just want to tell you that this is probably the last time your hotel will be designated by UEFA. After I go back, I will hold a press conference to announce everything I suffered here."

The manager of the oil head looked embarrassed, "Don't worry, we will explain the situation to UEFA tomorrow, and we can't blame us for this."

Pellegrini knew that this was a foolish act, so he couldn't figure it out, "Okay, can you restore the heating quickly, do you still have a little conscience?"

The manager of the oil head still looked embarrassed, "At most half an hour, if it is fast, it will be 20 minutes."

Pellegrini didn't want to see him again, so he waved his hand, "Let's go."

After half an hour, the heating finally came on, and the room was warm again, but Pellegrini couldn't sleep anymore, he always felt that something else would happen.

"Damn it, Munich, if you invite me to come, I won't come anymore."

In a haze, Pellegrini fell asleep, but when he slept until two o'clock in the morning, something happened again, and Pellegrini woke up in a dream.

"Who, my God."

It turned out that someone was singing outside the hotel, and it was a tenor like Pavarotti, but it was clearly a drunk.

Pellegrini found the hotel customer service, "What's the situation?"

"We're learning where the singing comes from."

"What singing? It's just noise, utter noise."

"Well then, we're understanding where the noise is coming from."

Pellegrini knelt. This was the most shameless away game he had ever experienced, but what he didn't expect was that the more shameless was yet to come.