amaotonovel Chapter 242 Michael, will you start?
Chapter 242 Michael, will you start?
Chapter 242 Michael, will you start?
An hour later, Michael Owen came out of Crazy Lee's room!
He looked radiant, as if he suddenly looked ten years younger!
Then, 10 minutes later!
Ito Yun, the fitness coach of the English team, also came out of Madman Lee's room!
His spirit was sluggish, his face was ashen, his legs were trembling even in the aisle, as if he had been raped and ruined thousands of times, he leaned on the wall and struggled back to his room!
At this moment, two beautiful waitresses from the Brown Hotel passed by the corridor and happened to see this scene!
The two beauties seemed to smile, and murmured in their hearts: "Could it be that the invincible lunatic Li is actually a comrade? He is actually flying together, so powerful...
At this moment, the fire of gossip is blazing!
In the room, Li Tongfan, who had no idea that he had been equated with "comrade" by two blond beauties, was lying on the big bed shaking his stinky feet and secretly having fun!
After Michael Owen's acupuncture plus qigong massage treatment, his energy and spirit improved significantly!
This is actually a very important self-hypnosis effect!
After experiencing frequent injuries, many players will become cautious when stepping on the green field again. There is an impulse to protect themselves in the subconscious, and they dare not make moves!
This kind of psychology makes their performance often become very average, and if it is serious, they will be completely devastated!
What Li Tongfan did just now was to make Owen believe that his injury has healed a lot through the examples of Ronaldo and Beckham and Ito Yun's faint sense of aura!
It's a poor form of psychotherapy!
In this way, Owen can eliminate his worries in the official competition, and he can rest assured to do some difficult moves!
Of course, this is also to cover up the modification effect of FM2008!
However, the poor "Qigong master" Ito Yun, used half-baked qigong for an hour to pretend to be massaged and acupunctured, and was exhausted again and fell asleep. If it took a little longer, he would have to call an ambulance to the central London hospital for glucose infusion for emergency rescue!
Poor Dida, how can I compensate him?
The sullen man lay on the bed and thought shamelessly!
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9 Month 7 Day!
The England team had their last run-in training at Wembley Stadium in the morning. In the afternoon, Li Tongfan explained the "tactics" to the players-in fact, some data obtained by Lao Li from the FM2008 projections, carefully concealed and then conveyed to the hammers!
The rival Israeli national team arrived in London three days ago!
Due to the relationship between Grant, a fellow player who played for Chelsea, they borrowed the training base of the Blues Chelsea to conduct pre-match training there!
On the afternoon of the 7th, after the England team finished their run-in training, they had an afternoon to adapt to the venue at Wembley Stadium!
At this time, London has once again entered the rhythm of the national team after the war between Britain and Germany!
Fanatical Three Lions fans from the British Isles packed all the hotels in London. Before the game started, the atmosphere of football was already permeating all over London. This scene seemed to be stronger than the atmosphere during the World Cup!
Since it is an official national team game, according to UEFA regulations, the head coaches of both sides must attend a press conference organized by FIFA before the war!
On the morning of September 9th, Li Tongfan and the head coach of the Israeli national team Kashtan attended the press conference held in the press conference hall of Wembley Stadium!
More than 200 journalists from major European football media attended the press conference!
However, to the disappointment of the reporters, both Crazy Li and Kashtan came here with an attitude of dealing with errands, and the combined speeches of the two did not exceed 5 minutes!
Kashtan: "...England is a team, but we bravely blocked them in the first leg. We will do the same in today's game, and we must perform better... You know Israel is a magical country, maybe we will surprise England fans!
Crazy Li: "... Hearing Mr. Kashtan's speech, I feel that I have nothing to say. I personally agree with his words. Tonight's game will be a big surprise for England fans!"
Obviously, the two have different understandings of surprises!
As soon as the tense speech was over, the two didn't even need to shake each other's hands, they just slapped their asses and left, not even leaving a second of free time for questions to the enthusiastic reporters!
no way!
The reporters had no choice but to resort to the invincible magic weapon of the industry-fabricating news and exaggerating the facts!
L'Equipe: "Israeli national team coach Kashtan thinks they will get a well-deserved victory at Wembley...
German Kicker: "...England can't do it! So says Kashtan!"
England Mirror: "Mad Lee promises all fans a big win..."
Sunday Express: "Mad Lee decides to send Israel home crying..."
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June 9 at 8:17 pm!
The weather is good, the thick fog that has shrouded London for a week has finally gradually dissipated, and the warm sun is shining down, making people feel comfortable!
At the entrance of the Brown Hotel, the staff of the England team are nervously helping the players to put the large bags of clothing and supplies into the bottom compartment of the bus!
Like many times in the past, the Three Lions fans who did not buy live tickets crowded outside the yellow cordon pulled out by the hotel security personnel, holding the St. George's cross flag and singing "God Save the Queen" with a mighty voice!
Three and 10 minutes later, the Three Lions players walked out of the hotel lobby under the leadership of Madman Li, signed autographs for the fans, got into the bus, and drove slowly to Wembley Stadium!
Behind the bus body, after the fans cheered enthusiastically for the last time, they blended into London bars in twos and threes. They will cheer for their heroes in front of the electronic screens in the bars!
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Wembley Stadium!
There are more fans gathered in the square outside the stadium, and some lucky guys even hold small cards asking for tickets, hoping that God will bring luck to them at the last moment
The England team bus slowly parted the crowd and drove to the player tunnel of the stadium. The Three Lions superstars got out of the door one by one, took out their bags from the luggage compartment of the bus, ignored the questions of the reporters who swarmed over, turned and disappeared in the player tunnel!
"Hey, I saw Michael. He seems to be in good shape. Do you think Mr. Niu will let him start?" A Liverpool Post reporter in his 50s and [-]s asked his colleagues casually!
The young intern reporter in his early twenties, wearing a Manchester News work vest, immediately curled his lips in disdain: "The only one who can bring us victory is Wayne Rooney. He is the striker trump card that Mr. Idiot can rely on. The old Michael can enter the national team because Mr. Idiot pity him..."
boom!
Before the young reporter finished speaking, the bald man cameraman from the Newcastle Post next to him gave the little guy a hard push with his thick shoulders...
With a bald head and big eyes like brass bells, there was a fierce light, "Shit, what do you know, you little kid with no hair yet? Michael has scored 38 goals for the national team...he is the fastest killer in England..."
The young trainee reporter of the Manchester Post looked at the man's size, dared not speak out, and sneered silently in his heart: "An old guy who can't run, lying in the hospital all day... and the fastest in England? Humph!"
Of course, the bald cameraman of the Newcastle Post could see the disdain in the little guy's heart, but he didn't say much!
Young fans have gradually forgotten Michael Owen, the former England's golden boy, but in the hearts of older fans, the chasing boy who was omnipotent on the green field is irreplaceable...
Owen, 19,...
98 World Cup in France...
The shocking blow that played tricks on the Argentine defense line like the wind is still in sight...
Looking up at the majestic Wembley Stadium, the bright sunshine shines on it, like a magnificent palace!
The bald man looked like a girl with wet eyes: Let's break out, Michael! !
Under the leadership of Mr. Idiot, break out and regain your former style... You know, you are only 28 years old, this is the golden age of a shooter!
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England dressing room!
Li Tongfan didn't say any more. The poor record in the previous European budget match had already told everyone clearly that England couldn't afford to lose even one game in the next game!
rustle rustle ~~~~~
The sound of the ink brush across the tactical board can be clearly heard in the silent locker room!
Every player has their eyes wide open looking at the name written by the boss!
The eleven lucky guys who appeared on the tactical board will get the chance to start the first official game under Madman Li.
And this basically shows that in the mind of the famous new coach of the Three Lions, who is more important and who will go longer in the future of the national team...
Michael Owen is the most proof of sitting on the tactical board, watching Li Tongfan write out the names of the players one by one, his heart is like fifteen buckets fetching water-up and down!
Will I have myself?
Carson, John Terry... Beckham...
Until Rooney's name is written, there is still the last striker spot left!
Li Tongfan turned around and looked at Owen, then at the other forwards, and turned back to continue writing expressionlessly——
Z……
Owen's heart is half cold, the letter Z is not the beginning of his name!
Lost?
But it's okay, even if he can be a substitute, Jintong will be grateful to Liane Li in his heart, at least the boss gave him a chance to enter the national team...
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The Israel national team locker room on one side!
"...The stars of the England team take good care of their bodies, because they still have to compete for the main position in the club. When fighting, they should be more aggressive and ruthless..."
Coach Kashtan stood among the players, with a grim expression on his face: "We once drew them at home. If it weren't for the referee's misjudgment in that game, we would have scored three points... The so-called superstars are all boasted by the proud and arrogant English media. That's why they languished as soon as they arrived in the big game. They are just a bunch of airs..."
"And now they have a more proud and arrogant head coach. All the English people are immersed in ridiculous dreams. What we have to do is to destroy their dreams like a basin of cold water..."
The Israeli players were overwhelmed by the beastly blood boiled by the coach Kashtan——
"Destroy their dreams..."
"Bring England's cheesy idols back to their original form..."
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I don't have much to write about this game, and the climax will come in the afternoon!
Thanks to Xiao Qi for the reward!There are many brothers before!
After reading the comments in the book review section, I have to say that the brothers are a bunch of whores...
I haven't received the certificate yet, how dare I produce it?
(End of this chapter)