Chapter 372: I disagree!
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The Greatest Performer on the Football Field
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- 2021-03-03 09:00:23
I've heard Pique and Busquets say that the locker room at the Bernabeu Stadium is quite worn, but I didn't expect it to break to this point. Sun Wu looked down at the ground uncomfortably, and it was all a little bumpy!
Don’t take a bath without hot water after the game!
Sun Wu was complaining in his heart, and Raul suddenly stood up.
"Pappap!" Raul clapped his hands hard. "Guys, this is Bernabeu. We are going to face a strong team."
Sun Wu was even more upset at this time, looking at the Spanish with his head tilted and his eyes slanted.
"Although there is a gap in strength, we are not without opportunities." Raul tried to relax his teammates. "Real Madrid have a very good record against the Bundesliga teams outside Bayern. In other words, they do not value us, so This is our opportunity, I believe we will surprise them..."
Assistant coach Hollerbach added on the side: "You know the tactical focus and details. Real Madrid's contempt is our opportunity..."
"No!" Sun Wu stood up sharply and said loudly: "Mr. Raul Gonzalez, Mr. Bernard Hollerbach, I disagree with you!"
Hollerbach hurriedly turned to see Magath, but the latter not only narrowed his eyes and looked at Sun Wu.
He was refuted by his teammates, but Raul was not angry and asked with a smile: "Best, you don't agree, then you..."
Sun Wu strode to the center of the locker room, and Raul and Hollerbach could not help but slightly back away.
"In Real Madrid's eyes, only the Bayern Munich are their opponents in the Bundesliga?" Sun Wu's mouth showed undisguised ridicule. "But I faced Bayern Munich six times. The team scored a total of 27 goals and only lost. 1o balls, three of them swept Bayern!"
"Schalke o4 is more qualified to represent the Bundesliga than Bayern Munich!"
Sun Wu pointed his finger at Neuer, "Although Igor is excellent, Manu is the only goalkeeper in the world who can be compared with Buffon. This is a perfect goal without weakness!"
With the fingers pointing one by one, Magath and Hollerbach and Raul saw the confidence that gradually emerged from the players' faces and eyes.
"Although youth means lack of experience, it also means more expressive desire." Sun Wu Gaosheng continued: "Isn't Ivan better than Hedira? Isn't My Best better than Mesut?"
Low-key Rakitic gave thumbs up to Sun Wu.
"Jefferson, you are the Peruvian king, would you be worse than that thin monkey?"
Farfan couldn't help laughing, and Sun Wu was referring to the Argentine winger Di Maria who had just transferred to Real Madrid.
"That Argentine striker never scored in important matches. Last season he faced the top five teams in La Liga without a goal!" Sun Wu pointed to Manjukic. "Mario, you are much better than him. !"
"I admit that Cristiano Ronaldo is the best player in the world and is still in the ascending period, but only this game..." Sun Wu turned his head to look at Raul, "I don't think he is definitely better than ever' The Lord of the Rings is even better!"
The smile on Raúl's face grew thicker. Like Rakitic, he gave thumbs up to Sun Wu. This is really a special player.
"So, I think the Schalke o4 players... no matter where they are, they will not be inferior to Real Madrid players."
"So, I think, whether Real Madrid will despise us or not, we all have the ability to surprise them!"
"So, I think we will separate here with a satisfactory ratio!"
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"Good evening everyone, audience, this is the first round of the 2o1o-2o11 Champions League, the highlight of Group h, Real Madrid at home against the Bundesliga double champion Schalke o4 last season."
"This game will be guided by Zhan Jun and Zhang Zhang for explanation." Zhan Jun does not need to look down at the information. "Sun Wu should be playing, and Hao Junmin is sitting on the bench."
"Sun Wu is the core." Zhang 6 chuckled, "Huo Junmin is currently rotating players, and last weekend's league performance was very general."
"One of the highlights of this game is that Sun Wu once again got into the Magic Bird. This is his fifth confrontation with Mourinho. The first four times have three wins and one draw. Last season, the Champions League group stage won one draw. Almost eliminated Inter Milan. In addition, Raul returned to the Bernabeu stadium. Let's take a look at the list..." Zhan Junxun finished reporting the list of players on both sides and turned to ask: "How do you think about Zhang?"
"The head coaches of both sides came up with the strongest lineup, but Magath chose Fuchs instead of Japanese player Uchida Uchida at the left back. Fuchs has a strong assist but a weak defense."
"In addition, Metzelder didn't. The central defenders were Matip and Hevedes. These two central defenders were all Schalke's o4 youth camps, and they are very young. They only add up to 4o."
Sun Wuzheng on the screen was pulling Westerman, covering his mouth with his hand and saying something.
A minute later, seeing the captain nodding slightly towards this side, Sun Wu immediately winked at Rakitic, and then found Fuchs and Raul.
"Di..."
The game officially started, Mourinho sat steadily on the coach's seat, and Magath stood a little nervous on the sidelines, he had seen...Fuchs had already inserted in the first half.
First, the formation should be pulled apart. Sun Wu waved his right foot vigorously and the ball flew straight towards Neuer.
A booing sounded from the stands of the Bernabeu Stadium and Schalke o4 was ready to defend from the first minute.
Ronaldo, Ozil, Higuain, Di Maria and even Hedira have all crossed the center line and have to say that Real Madrid really did not take this Schalke o4 in mind.
Westman ran back to catch the ball...
Sun Wu turned his head and looked at his teammate's running position~EbookFREE.me~ Waving his hand at Fuchs, hesitating whether to go back or not...
After three passes, Sun Wu received Pecarrick's pass. He knew that Hedira had forced him up, and instead of stopping the ball, he knocked directly to Westman who ran up, and then ran around without the ball. Receiving the ball after Hedila.
"Two over one..." Adam Simpson was a little hesitant. It seemed a bit strange to play in such a place. Schalke o4 is not a team that can play very smoothly in the midfield. Their subtle cooperation is more Appears in the 30 meters area, directly threatening the goal.
But Adam Simpson sensed nothing for nothing. He widened his eyes, and there was another person who felt the same as him...
Mourinho suddenly came down from the coach's seat, frowning and carefully observing the running position of No. 38... It's really a ghost!
Xavi Alonso has made up, but Sun Wu didn't make the breakthrough with a ball, and the ball was passed to Rakitic who suddenly inserted.
Rakitic was ready to catch the ball sideways, and after the corner of his eyes, he saw Real Madrid No. 3 Pepe pounced up... Everything was expected by Best.
Is Real Madrid's head coach not a Portuguese but a Chinese?
Rakitic didn't stop the ball. He gently pushed the inside of his foot and pulled it out.
Suddenly, Xun Wu, who temporarily shunned Harvey Alonso, appeared in the right place, without "God's perspective", a less obvious route had already appeared in his eyes.
Sun Wu can see that does not mean that Real Madrid's defenders can see it, but they also feel threatened.
But Sun Wu could see it, and Mourinho and Magath could also see it. Both coaches stood on the sidelines, clenching their fists nervously.
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