King Bayern

Chapter 620 Overcoming Nervousness

During the last physical examination before the game, the doctor reluctantly nodded, "Boss, I can only say that Didier has recovered to 70 health."

The meaning of this is very clear, that is, if Drogba is injured in the end, the team doctor will not be responsible, and Hiddink needs to bear all the responsibilities.

They are all old drivers, Hiddink certainly understands that there is something in the team doctor's words, "I see, thank you."

Hiddink decided to take a gamble. An hour later, Drogba was on the starting list that the reporters got. The media predicted that he would not play.

Catherine looked at the list with great interest, "Martin, do you think Hiddink is taking a risk?"

"Of course it was a risk, but the Dutch had no choice, Chelsea wanted too much to go through."

"That's right, Drogba is to Chelsea what Chen Mu is to Bayern and Kaka is to Milan."

This is the second time Catherine has come to Stamford Bridge, but it feels different from the last time. The last time I came was during the Werder Bremen group stage. At that time, the German team was underdogs, but this time it was different. The German boss is here.

The atmosphere in the stadium was hot before the game. The atmosphere in the stadium in London is very good. Chelsea fans are doing all kinds of funny things in the stands, and there are Bayern Munich fans in the corner of the stands. As the visiting team, Bayern fans get the ball Tickets are few.

However, there were not many people, but the atmosphere created was very hot. The Bayern Munich players sang and danced at the same time. The singing here was not singing, but shouting the fans' slogans, and the dancing was not dancing, but dancing in unison.

Catherine introduced the situation at Stamford Bridge, and immediately began to introduce Bayern. Of course, everyone is most concerned about who will replace Franck Ribery in the starting line-up. Hitzfeld sold a trick at the press conference, and now the answer is revealed. Muller.

"It seems that Heathfield really likes this little guy." Martin Taylor said with a smile.

"Hehe, we Kickers are also planning to do an exclusive interview with him. So far we have obtained very little information, a newcomer among the newcomers."

"But the name is very domineering, Muller, this name has been rampant in Europe for a while."

What Martin Taylor was talking about was, of course, the German goal machine Gued Muller, who was also the idol of the younger Muller.

Muller is still very nervous on the court. This is his first time to play abroad, and it is a starter, and it is still a Champions League game.

Chen Mu came over and patted him, "Relax, just like the last game."

Muller was a little embarrassed, "Chen Mu, I also know to relax, but I don't know why, every inch of my body feels tight."

This is normal, if a newcomer is not nervous facing such a big stage, it can only show that you are a robot.

"This... there is a way, but Frank taught me."

"what?"

"shameless."

Mueller froze for a while, "Shameless?"

"Yes, for example, if you go to Lampard for a jersey now, it's like a beggar."

This is actually a psychological transfer of emotions, but Chen Mu condensed and summarized it. Mu Lehan quickly shook his hand: "No, no, it's too embarrassing."

"Go, it's really useful, shameless can relieve tension."

puff.

"Then I went?"

"Go quickly."

Lampard is also called Frank. Muller walked over. Lampard, who was warming up, saw him and greeted him with a smile.

Mueller took a step forward, "Frank, hello."

"Hello."

"Well... can I have your jersey?"

Lampard was taken aback. Usually, he had seen someone who asked for jersey exchange at the end of the game, but he came to ask for jersey while he was still warming up. This was the first time he had seen him. How shameless it was.

Mu Le's face was flushed with shame, but there was nothing he could do, and he believed that Chen Mu would not lie to him.

"Okay, you go to the bench and find our Chelsea staff, he will give you one."

"Thank you."

To get the jersey back, Chen Mu asked, "How is it?"

Mueller breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm almost scared to death, this is the most shameless thing I've ever done."

"Hahaha, believe what I say, people are shameless and invincible in the world."

It was Chen Mu's words that later made Muller a famous funny comparison in German football, but that's a later story.

While the players were warming up, Ribery and Guan Xiaobai sat together in the stands. Ribery was dressed casually, holding a cup of coffee, but his eyes were not on the court.

"Frank, what are you looking at?"

"I'm looking to see if anyone recognizes me. You said that a big-name player like me will definitely be recognized in the stands. Maybe many people will ask for my autograph. When the time comes, you can help me block it. Keep it up." My mystery."

"Pfft, smelly and shameless." Guan Xiaobai thought to himself.

But after scanning around and finding that no one noticed him, Ribery was a little unhappy, and he was about to make a little noise.

"Xiaobai, cooperate."

"what?"

"You pretended to ask for my autograph to make the noise bigger."

"Damn it, you are not only smelly and shameless, but also obscene." Guan Xiaobai thought to himself.

"Hurry up."

Guan Xiaobai had no choice but to cooperate with someone who was more stinky and shameless than him.

"Hey, isn't this Frank? I've heard of you for a long time, please sign for me."

"no problem."

Ribery wanted to lure other people around him to pay attention to him, but he didn't expect that no one liked him, and everyone was looking at the players on the court.

"what's up."

"Maybe you're ugly."

"Screw you."

"Ha ha."

At this moment, someone pulled the corner of Laribery's clothes, turned around and saw that it was a little girl, about three years old.

"Are you really Frank?"

Ribery grinned, "Yes, it's me."

"My grandpa said Frank was amazing."

Franck Ribery grinned from ear to ear, taking pictures of Guan Xiaobai repeatedly, "See, see, I also have fans in England."

Guan Xiaobai disdainfully said, "Isn't it just an ignorant girl, I'll make you happy."

"You didn't hear what she said just now, it was what his grandfather said."

"I bet you, this little girl must be watching the ball for the first time."

Ribery asked: "Little girl, is this your first time watching the game?"

"Yes."

"With your grandpa?"

"correct."

The little girl turned her back, "Can you sign my name behind my back, Frank Lampard."

As soon as these words came out, Guan Xiaobai and Ribery were stunned for a moment, and then Guan Xiaobai laughed wildly. It turned out that the little girl had admitted the wrong person. "Frank Lampard."