King Bayern

Chapter 194

At three o'clock in the morning, a rapid siren sounded.

Pellegrini is used to it, he just wants to know what kind of moth this time, after a knock on the door, Pellegrini saw the players one by one wearing thick blankets.

"What happened this time?"

"It is said that the hotel has an unknown temperature. The hotel staff said that in order to ensure the safety of customers, the Munich Fire Department has been invited to investigate. Please wait in the hotel lobby."

"Bss, you'd better wear more and bring the blanket."

Pellegrini almost lost his temper, but he could only wait in the hotel lobby wrapped in a blanket like everyone else.

Sitting next to Pellegrini is Jose Mari.

"Jose, have you ever seen such a strange thing?"

"No."

Pellegrini smiled bitterly: "This is also the first time I have seen such a shameless hotel."

"Bss, do you think it was made in 1860?"

"That should not be the case, but it is more or less because of this reason. This is Germany, not India. Do you believe that the things that happened in one day are all coincidences?"

Jose Mari shook his head.

"I just hope it all ends soon, I can't stand it."

"Me too, it's okay if I can't sleep, but the weather in Munich is really too cold, I can't bear it."

"Hopefully."

In the end, the Villarreal team didn't return to the room until five o'clock in the morning. After sleeping for a few hours, they had to get up again for training.

At the press conference in the afternoon, Pellegrini looked sleepy. The kind reporter asked: "Manuel, did you not sleep well? Is it jet lag?"

There is always a limit to a person's patience. As soon as Pellegrini said this, it was like a volcano erupted.

"Didn't sleep well?"

"Excuse me, if you have heating problems one night, drunks singing, and unknown gas in the hotel, can you sleep well?"

"What's wrong? Did something happen to Pellegrini? Why did a kind greeting from the reporter turn him into a raging bull."

"What's the matter? Manuel, can you tell me more?"

If Pellegrini said this, UEFA would be involved, which would be very troublesome. In any case, UEFA is the boss in the European football circle.

"Tell me in detail? You can ask the hotel yourself."

"Okay, I'll go."

In the Munich 1860 training base, everyone is eating lunch, and some people are whispering and chatting.

"Have you heard?"

"I heard that, I laughed to death."

It turned out that as soon as the reporter investigated, many details came out, including Pellegrini wearing a blanket and looking like a refugee.

"Who do you say did it?"

"I guess it's probably a fan of 1860."

"Maybe it was an accident."

"It can't be an accident, it's a coincidence."

But in the end who did it, no one knows, after all, it is impossible for someone to be stupid enough to come out and admit it.

"If the 1860 fans really did it, then I must give him a 1860 jersey to express my gratitude."

"Hahaha, then you are courting death."

When the players are joking, Hassler is studying the opponent. Villarreal is a team with the strength of the top four in the Champions League. Under Pellegrini's training, this team has a strong attack force.

"Rickelme."

"Senna."

"Cazorla."

"Jose Mari."

All of these names are well-known stars in Europe, especially Riquelme, who is a skilled midfielder.

Hasler felt that even though he was at home, it was difficult to score a point, because Villarreal was much better than Marseille.

"Jeremys, Yarolim, Bayer."

Hasler posted the heads of three people on the tactical board, and then pasted Riquelme's.

"Zone or man-to-man?"

The best thing about the Argentine is his scalpel-like pass, but Riquelme also has a big flaw, that is, his speed is too slow, so he didn't get along in Barcelona.

Senna.

Defensive midfielder, but also very powerful offensively, the Spanish fringe international has a good long shot.

Hassler studied the opponent's players one by one, and then recorded them in a notebook. Hassler didn't use a computer very much, and it was still a very primitive way of working. He also liked this way of working.

But Hasler's brain is his database, and he has stored many players' playing styles in his mind.

When he saw Riquelme, he thought of Micoud, whom he dreamed of. The two have similar characteristics, both of which are classic midfielders.

In Hasler's mind, it would be great if Riquelme or Micoud were under his command.

When Chen Mu and Fran ran in place, Riquelme sent out a scalpel-like through ball just right, and then scored.

"Haha, cool."

Thinking of this, Hassler suddenly restrained his smile. He understood why he especially liked the classical midfielder, because it was him. 10 years ago, Hassler was the best classical midfielder in Europe, with the precision of a scalpel. The pass can tear apart all defenses.

Thinking of this, Hassler suddenly burst into tears, and finally understood why many players still insist on playing tennis or golf after retiring, because they miss that feeling too much.

Guan Gong vs Qin Qiong is not a Chinese idea, and the football field is the same. Everyone wants to know what would happen if Maradona and Pele were born in the same era, or what would happen if Maradona and Messi were born in the same era .

After thinking about it, Hasler suddenly had a very strange idea in his heart, and then couldn't restrain his excitement, Hasler drew back and forth on the tactical board.

"Haha, since you can't buy a classical midfielder, then I'll do it myself."

Hasler first told Balakoff about the idea.

"Thomas, are you crazy, what are you doing?"

"I'm not making trouble."

"I think you are just old enough to compete with young people for a position."

"I just want to see how strong our 1860 will be with the best classical midfielder."

It's like when we play games, we buy both Messi and Ronaldo, and put one on the side. Sometimes things that are impossible in reality, the more people want to try.

Perhaps in reality, neither Micoud nor Riquelme will ever join 1860, but Hassler is a very curious person.

Balakoff said: "I'm too lazy to care about you. Anyway, you are the head coach, so you can do whatever you like."

"Haha, by the way, do you want to play together?"

As soon as these words came out, Balakov, who was still serious just now, suddenly changed, "Okay, let's play together."

"Haha, you still talk about me"