Chapter 709 WTF
Chapter 709 WTF
When Lucas Sutton lifted the blindfold and woke up from his sleep, he found that he was still in the sky.
"Hey, haven't you arrived yet?" He asked Rong Guang beside him strangely.
Rong Guang shook his head: "Come on, it's hovering."
"Circling?" Lucas was even more strange.
"Well, look out the window."
Hearing Rong Guang's words, Lucas turned his head and looked out the porthole, and found that the sky in the distance was overcast, and there were lightning and thunder in the dark clouds.
"This……"
"Thunderstorm in Manchester, the plane is waiting for the weather to improve..."
Before Rong Guang finished speaking, he heard the sweet voice of the stewardess from the cabin radio: "Ladies and gentlemen. We are very sorry to inform you... Due to the bad weather in Manchester, we will divert to John Lennon Airport in Liverpool..."
"Ah?" Everyone's disappointed shouts came from the cabin.
But the plane can not be transferred by their will.
In the exclamation, the direction has been changed.
"I have been playing football for so many years, and this is the first time I have encountered such a situation where an aircraft diverts to another airport... This is really an ominous omen!" Lucas Sutton sighed.
"Shut up, Lucas!" Schweinsteiger, who was sitting in front, stood up and turned to Lucas.
Lucas shrugged.
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Finally, the plane landed in Liverpool. After waiting for a while, all the players waited for the bus from Manchester, and then took the bus to Manchester.
Generally, when European teams go to an away game, the team takes a plane, but they also need to be accompanied by a bus. From the hotel to the competition venue, they need to rely on the bus.
Each team has several buses and has a fixed driver.
But the bus will not take the plane with the team, but will depart in advance to the destination.Fortunately, the whole of Europe is now connected by roads. There are even subsea tunnels or ferry boats from the European mainland to the British islands, so traffic is not a problem.
Therefore, if the plane cannot fly, some teams will choose to take the team's bus directly to the away game.These buses are very luxurious buses, with bars, kitchens, toilets and other living facilities inside. Except for bad rest, everything is available.
But unless it is a last resort, no one is willing to take the bus to play the away game of the Champions League.Because of the long distance, the boats and cars are exhausting, and it is easy to get tired.Fatigue can greatly affect state.
Even ordinary people will be very tired if they take a long-distance bus for a day and a night, let alone players who need to maintain their form. They have very high requirements for rest. If they do not rest well, their game state will be affected.
Even a little bit of influence will be magnified in the game, and will eventually become an important weight in determining the balance of the two teams.
So for Bayern Munich, this trip to the away game is already a toss.
It was supposed to land directly at Manchester International Airport, but because of the weather, they diverted to Liverpool, which made the players toss about half an hour longer at the airport, and then in order to wait for the bus from Manchester, the team waited at the airport for almost an hour.
Then I returned to Manchester from Liverpool, because of the bad weather and traffic jam on the highway, it was delayed for more than 40 minutes.
After finally arriving at the hotel, all the players were exhausted.
Seeing this, Magath, who originally planned to arrange a training session for the team at night, had to cancel the training session.
Because the players are so tired, what they need now is rest, not training.
Those media reporters who specialize in tracking and reporting Bayern Munich couldn't help frowning when they saw the players with tired faces outside the hotel lobby.
"This mental state... is very rare!"
"Of course, you can see what happened on this trip today."
"Fortunately, we came early. If tomorrow is the game against Manchester United, I really don't think they can win the away game. Even if they lose the game, I think it's justifiable..."
"I hope they can quickly adjust their status in the past few days..."
……
There was a lot of discussion, until the last Bayern player disappeared in the lobby, and the discussion continued.
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The next day in Manchester was still cloudy and rainy, but compared with yesterday's thunderstorm, it was much smaller.But the drizzling never stops, which is still annoying.
In the morning, the whole team took the bus to Carrington, the training base of Manchester City Club. Next door is the training base of Manchester United Club, and the two sides are very close.
Before the training started, Manchester City's head coach Stuart Pierce came to the sidelines to meet with Bayern Munich's head coach Magath, greeted him as the host, chatted a few words, and left. After all, he also had his own job.
Then the Bayern Munich team started training in the rain.
"It's so humid in here, I feel like my panties are wet..." Lucas complained.
His complaint drew roars of laughter from the players.
"Lucas! It's probably not the bad weather that wet your underwear!" Schweinsteiger yelled.
"That's right! Schwein is right!" The other teammates immediately followed suit.
Assistant coach Henk glared at Lukes, who caused laughter, and then said to the players: "This is the typical weather in England, you have to hurry up and get used to it!"
Magath looked up at the sky. According to the weather forecast for the next few days, it will continue to rain in Manchester, and it will also rain on the match day.
What would a few days of rain do to the Old Trafford turf?
I hope the drainage system of the stadium is good enough...
I don't fucking want to play a game of water polo!
When the players had settled in, Magath walked up to the players and said to them: "Change the plan, guys. We're going to train from now on with high-altitude balls."
The players looked at each other.
Bayern Munich mainly played ground offense in the Bundesliga, which is a typical continental European football style.
Why do you suddenly want to switch to high-altitude ball?
"Everyone has seen this weather situation. According to the weather forecast, there will be rain in the next few days and it will continue until the match day. So we must be prepared for the rain battle." Magath explained. "It has been raining for several days, and the situation of the game field can be imagined. Under such field conditions, it is no longer suitable for us to continue to stick to the ground play, so we need to make appropriate adjustments... For this reason, we will focus on high-altitude balls in this game. When attacking the opponent's 30-meter area, we need to make more air passes, and then... Lucas."
"I'm here, coach!" Lucas raised his hand.
"And... Rong, you will shoulder the heavy responsibility of using headers to carry out air strikes during the game..."
Everyone turned to look at Rong Guang.
Rong Guang has been practicing headers, which is known to everyone.So when they looked at Rongguang, they were not surprised that the head coach would allow Rongguang to head the ball in this game, but they cast trusting eyes on Rongguang.
For Rongguang's header ability, the Bayern Munich players have seen it in their daily training in the past few months.
Rong Guang's progress in heading practice is astonishingly fast, just like his speed.
In the last league game, Rongguang's header failed, and his teammates didn't care at all.That header was too hasty, it's normal for Rong Guang to miss it, nothing to be surprised about.
Now that the head coach said that he wants to play high-altitude balls and let Rongguang compete for the header, the teammates naturally support Rongguang, and there will be no doubts like "Can he do it?"
Rong Guang puffed up his chest in front of everyone's eyes: "Look, coach!"
"Very good, let's start training!" Magath waved his hand, and assistant coach Henk came out.
With the sound of his whistle, the training officially started.
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Bayern Munich has been training in Manchester for a few days, and it has been raining for a few days, which is very uncomfortable.
On the first day, when Lucas said that his underwear was wet, there were players in the Bayern Munich team laughing, as if Lucas was telling a good joke.
But now, no one laughed at what Lucas said back then.
Because their feelings are similar to those of Lucas...
The only thing that makes Magath happy is that he was right to decide to start golf training as soon as he arrived in Manchester. After these days of training, the players are not so unfamiliar with the way of frequent crosses in attack.
Now, at any rate, they can still fight Manchester United at Old Trafford.
Otherwise, if you continue to stick to the ground attack style, Bayern Munich will kneel in this game.
After the last day of training, Bayern Munich returned to the hotel by bus.
After resting in the hotel for one night, the next day was the game against Manchester United.
But when the team's bus arrived at the hotel where they were staying, they found that the outside of the hotel was full of police cars, fire trucks and ambulances.
A cordon was put up at the hotel gate, and the police stood outside the line.
They're stopping reporters with cameras, video cameras.
In addition, there are some ordinary passers-by who are watching, all of them maintain a posture - looking up at the sky, with a horrified expression.
"This is... what's going on?" Everyone stared at the scene in front of them dumbfounded.
"Did we go to the wrong place? It was fine when we came out, why did it become like this when we came back?"
"Look!" Lucas Sutton, who was lying on the car window looking out, suddenly pointed at it and shouted.
Everyone rushed over and looked out the window.
It didn't matter what he saw, and everyone was taken aback.
It was only then that they discovered that the hotel was on the seventh floor... Thick black smoke was coming out of several windows, and firelight was reflected from those windows from time to time...
The fire engine has set up a ladder, and firefighters with water guns are standing on the ladder and going up.
"What_the_Fuck..."
Owen Hargreaves looked at the flames and black smoke with his cigarette stunned, and murmured.
(End of this chapter)