King Bayern

Chapter 215 Midfield Meat Grinder

This Roma team is strong.

Wolf King Totti.

Cycling boy - Mancini Jr.

Brazilian Taddei.

Italian international Perotta.

Judging from the cards, Hasler felt that there was really no chance of winning, so there were three midfielders in this game.

Jeremys, Yarolim, Bayer.

The midfield is like a meat grinder. Hassler simply called the meat grinder tactic, which is to prevent the opponent's advantages from being brought into play.

Hasler called Jeremys, Jarolim, and Beyer over during training, "Jens, you have the most experience in European wars."

"Of course, I have won the Champions League."

Everyone is sweating, this guy is too shameless, Hassler is also sweating, but think about it, he seems to often talk about winning the World Cup.

"Okay, don't show off, the opponent's offense is very strong, can the three of you defend it?"

"No problem, whoever dares to pass the midfield, I will let him scream."

"We play football, not fight."

"more or less."

"Jens, be serious, I'm not kidding you."

"Okay, let me tell the truth, I can't help it."

"you!"

"Hehe, the truth is like this. It is impossible to defend for a long time by relying on scrambling."

As a player of Jeremiah's level, of course he understands, what if you can only be beaten if you are a master?

"Then let's compare offense with our opponents?"

"That dies faster."

Hassler was angry, "Are we surrendering? As a German, can you say such a thing?"

"Haha, head, listen to me, we can play a blitzkrieg. We fought with our opponents in the first minute, and the opponents must not have thought of it."

Hasler snapped his fingers, "It makes sense, I didn't expect you, a rascal, to have such wisdom."

"It's still the same sentence, I have won the Champions League."

"Ha ha."

*****

A volley like a cannonball. Before the foot hit the ground, the ball has already scored. This is Totti's iconic explosive shot.

Domineering!

prestige!

The teammates couldn't help applauding.

"awesome."

Spalletti looked smug. He is in a completely different situation from Hasler. He has also performed well in the league. This season, the Roma team has only one goal in the UEFA Cup—that is, the championship.

The pace of the Serie A league is relatively slow. Under normal circumstances, it is a test first, so Spalletti also decided to do so.

"We don't know the opponent well, so at the beginning of the first half, we have to test the opponent first, and then attack when the time is right. I believe that our strong strength can completely suppress the opponent."

Spalletti felt that unless they were a fool, they must have defended with all their strength in front of Rome.

"If I were Hassler, then I would hide and defend, put the bus in front of the penalty area, and wait for the opponent to attack. If I can defend it, it is considered a success. If I lose a ball, that is acceptable."

Perhaps what Spalletti never dreamed of later was that the reality was so different from what he imagined, even completely different.

******

Catherine and Helen arrived in Rome a few days ago, and they were already in the Olympic Stadium.

"Sister, I'm going to buy a drink, what do you want?"

"What else can I ask for? Water, of course."

"Haha, I forgot."

It turns out that the only thing that the commentator can drink when working is water, and carbonated drinks are definitely not allowed.

"Uncle, I want water."

The peddler in the stadium may not be good at English, so he handed Helen a bottle of sparkling water. Helen looked at it and said, "No, I want pure water, not sparkling water."

At this time, the uncle kept saying sorry, and after explaining for a long time, Helen understood that the other party probably meant that the item was sold and would not be returned.

Helen understood that the fat middle-aged Italian was bullying herself as a foreigner, "Are you going to retreat or not?"

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged uncle put on an innocent expression, as if Helen had bullied him, and the people beside him became impatient, isn't it just a bottle of water?

Helen felt bitter, it wasn't about the bottle of water, it was because she could only drink pure water during the explanation, but Helen had no choice but to go back because of her shame.

Catherine knew what Helen looked like when she saw it. This guy has been bullied since he was a child.

"what happened?"

Helen felt that she had been wronged a lot, so she told the story while crying, and after listening to it, Catherine became angry, "Just wait, I'll go and tear down that peddler."

"Don't make trouble."

Catherine squeezed out a smile, "Don't worry."

The middle-aged fat man saw Catherine and asked with a smile, "What do you want?"

Catherine took out her press card, "There was a blonde beauty just now, didn't you bully her, and gave her the wrong water on purpose."

"I do not have it."

"No!!"

"You spent a lot of money on this booth in the stadium. I am a reporter for Kickers. If I write a report to reflect the problem of sacking at the Olympiad in Rome, what do you think will happen? Uncle Fat."

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Fatty's face suddenly froze. He knew that he had met a ruthless character. He bought this stall with euros. .

The fat man immediately faltered, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were reporters."

"If you're not a reporter, you can kill customers?"

"no no."

The fat man became darker and darker, "I was wrong, then I'll change the water for you."

"No, come and apologize with me."

"it is good."

Here, Helen was getting more and more wronged as she thought about it. At this moment, she saw Catherine came back and brought the fat man back.

"Sister, this is?"

"This guy realizes he was wrong and apologizes to you."

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, this water is for the two of you."

"That's not necessary. Seeing that your attitude is not bad, I won't write the report."

The middle-aged fat man smiled again as if he had received amnesty, "I know, I know."

"Sister, are you scaring people with your identity as a reporter again?"

Helen is different from Catherine. Helen doesn't like to use her identity as a reporter to pressure others, but Catherine likes to do it the most.

"We reporters are meant to frighten such bad guys, otherwise what would we do?"

"I don't see it that way."

Catherine knocked Helen on the head, "So you are more likely to be deceived."

"You're the one, you like Guan Xiaobai."

Catherine became angry, "What are you talking about? Xiaobai is not good at that?"

"Nothing wrong."

Helen also understood that Catherine and Guan Xiaobai are actually a bit alike, they are both black-bellied and a bit bad, and they both have the kind of personality that doesn't suffer.

"Okay, stop talking, get ready for the game, it's about to start."

"Well, sister, this water is for you."