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Chapter 349 Why can't we play the Champions Cup?

The Hornets' bus slowly stopped outside the Eagles Stadium, and the bright colors made it quickly become the focus of everyone. More than a thousand Dortmund fans stopped around the bus and gave them cheers. The purpose of this trip was quite simple. They wanted to see the team take revenge at the Eagles Stadium and wash away the shame of 1:4. The game lost in the first half of the season was the biggest score that Dortmund lost this season, and it was at West** Stadium. Now they hope that the team can recover their honor at the Eagles Stadium.

Just like Dortmund coach Michael Skibe said at a press conference later.

"We haven't lost to the same team twice this season. For Dortmund, there is no difference between playing away and home. If we can't score three points here, we may not be able to compete in the Champions League qualifier next season, and likewise, leave a shame in the history of the club. Now the team is in high spirits and everyone knows what they are going to do."

"Many people say that Dortmund is old, but we are still ambitious. The team is in a period of alternating new and old. It is quite valuable to have such results at present. This is not a failed season. On the contrary, we have seen a better future."

“Today we will show what we want.”

"Michael, I can't win at home, so I'm sure I can do it away?" The reporters obviously didn't buy it and mocked Skibe.

"Can a classic car with a speed of only 50 mph win over a 120 mph?"

Michael Skibe's face was as dark as a pig's liver. When the European Champions League reporter ruthlessly described it as a classic car, it was a great shame.

"snort,"

He snorted coldly, feeling ridicule from all directions. Unfortunately, he could not make any more refutation unless he had won the game.

Wait, after the game, we will slap in the face!

...

...

Today, Shuster was a little too quiet and modest at the press conference. In the past, he would stomp his opponents hard, but today he flattered Dortmund.

"Bortmond is still the top Bundesliga team. The last time he lost to us was just an accident. If we think the opponent's strength is not good, then we will have a nightmare. I hope the players can clearly recognize this and play this game down to earth."

However, as soon as his words changed, he did not forget to step on Mattus.

"Those who laugh at the Dortmund players who are old are simply jokes. What does it mean to be old? Mattus is old. Dortmund guys are still a bunch of young people. The elderly are all in Bayern Munich nursing homes, obviously Dortmund is not."

Mattus was shot while lying down...

And in the locker room, Shuster changed his chat method.

Everyone watched him draw on the tactical board quietly. At first, no one knew what he was going to do, there were only a few horizontal lines and then a few vertical lines.

"Is this going to take geometry class?" Schneider smiled sly, "I don't know that the boss's math is so good."

"It's probably a stalk, I'm going to teach us music lessons."

"Ha ha……"

The atmosphere in the locker room was very good, and everyone was teasing Shuster. Only Yang Chen was stuck in the corner and didn't say a word, and he was unable to enter the starter again. Of course he couldn't be happy.

"Huh? It should be the standings." Zheng Zhi was the first to see the clues, because Schustel wrote Bayern Munich on the first horizontal line, and there were points, followed by Leverkusen, Hertha Berlin, Dortmund, Kaiserslautern, Frankfurt, Hamburg...

"Well, yes, but what are you doing with this?" Realizing that Shuster was serious, Schneider also restrained his smile and became serious.

After Shuster finished drawing, he turned around and glanced at everyone, raised his left hand and knocked on the tactical board.

"Did you find something?"

"Bainde?"

Schneider immediately replied, "See, we are in the sixth place, we are in the European War Zone!"

"What else?"

"And?" Schneider narrowed his eyes and looked at the tactical board again.

"Also... Hamburg is only two points away from us. We are not steadily participating in the European game and may play the International Toto Cup at any time."

Upon hearing this answer, Shuster rolled his eyes immediately.

"Just see this."

"Fabio?"

He looked at Fabio Grosso again.

Grosso opened his mouth slightly, closed it again, grabbed the back of his head, and then spoke, "What I saw was exactly the same as Bainde's, that's what I saw."

Shuster shook his head, thinking that Dougrosso was not as good as Schneider and had no ambitions.

"Zheng?"

"What did you see again?"

Zheng Zhi's eyes had always been on the tactical board. After hearing Shuster's question, he murmured: "Boss,"

"Is it that we are only three minutes away from fourth place?"

Zheng Zhi smiled.

???

The teammates around were stunned for a moment and wondered why Zheng Zhi said that.

Grosso's reaction was finally faster.

"ah!"

"I see,"

"I'm just 3 points away from the Champions League qualification!"

As soon as he reminded him, almost everyone took a breath and even Yang Chen, who was originally listless, raised his forehead.

“Huh,”

"yeah?"

"God!"

...

"Boss, what it means," Schneider swallowed, half-covered his mouth with his right hand, "may we go to the Champions League?"

"this……"

"this……"

"We are only three points away from the Champions League."

"Ah, if we win three games in a row, wouldn't there be hope for the future? As long as Dortmund and Kaiserslautern both lost points. Tsk, God, I really can't believe it!"

The locker room became lively in an instant, and the points map drawn by Shuster on the tactical board made everyone excited.

At the beginning of the season, Frankfurt's goal was to relegate. In the middle of the season, their goal became the League Cup qualification. By the end of the season, they seemed to be only one step away from the Champions League qualification.

The standings will not lie, it is clear at a glance.

"Yes,"

“Why don’t we raise our goals a little higher?”

"Why can't we play the Champions League?"

"Go to the fuck, we won't go to the League Cup anymore, we're going to play in the Champions League!"

Shuster suddenly clenched his fists tightly and began a passionate speech. He took a step forward and jumped to the table.

"Outside,"

"It's the team that competes with us for the Champions League spots,"
Chapter completed!
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