Chapter 262 Michael, will you?
An hour later, Michael Owen came out of the crazy Li's room!
In high spirits, it seems that you are suddenly a teenager!
Then, ten minutes later!
Ito Yun, the physical coach of the Inge team, also came out of the room of the madman Li!
He was depressed, his face was gray, and even his legs trembled in the aisle, as if he had been ruined thousands of times. He struggled all the way back to his room by supporting the wall!
At this moment, two beautiful waitresses of the Brown Hotel passed by the corridor and happened to see this scene!
The two beautiful women seemed to smile and muttered to themselves in their hearts, "Is it possible that the invincible madman Li is actually a comrade? Unexpectedly, it's a powerful ability... At this moment, the fire of gossip is burning!
In the room, Li Tongfan, who did not know that he had been equalized by two blonde beauties and "comrades", was lying on the big ** shaking his stinky feet and secretly having fun!
Michael Owen was treated by Ito Yun's acupuncture and Qigong massage, and his spirit was obviously much better!
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 a subconscious impulse to protect themselves and dare not do anything!
This kind of psychology causes their performance to become very ordinary, and if it is serious, they will be depressed!
And what Li Tongfan just did was to convince Owen that his injury was much better through the example of Ronaldo and Beckham and Ito Yun's sense of nothing!
It's a kind of poor psychotherapy!
In this way, Owen can eliminate concerns in the official game and rest assured to do some difficult actions!
Of course, this is also to cover up the modification of FM2008!
However, poor "qigong master" Ito Yun, used half-hang qigong for an hour to massage acupuncture, and once again exhausted his physical strength and drowsy. If it takes a little longer, he will have to send an ambulance to the central London hospital for glucose for emergency rescue!
Poor baby, how can I compensate him?
The stuffy man lies on the ** and thinks shamelessly!
... September 7th!
The England team had their last run-in training at Wembley Stadium in the morning. One day in the afternoon, Li Tongfan explained the "tactics" to the players - in fact, some of the data that Lao Li got from the FM2008 plan was carefully covered up and conveyed to the hammers!
And the opponent Israel national team arrived in London three days ago!
Because of Grant, a fellow countryman who plays for Chelsea, they borrowed the Blues Chelsea' training base for pre-match training there!
On the afternoon of the 7th, after the England team finished the running-in training, they had an afternoon to train at Wembley Stadium!
At this time, London has once again entered the rhythm of the national team after the battle between Britain and Germany!
Crazy Three Lions fans from the British Isles are crowded with hotels in London. The game has not yet begun, and the atmosphere of football has spread all over London. This scene seems to be stronger than the atmosphere during the World Cup!
Because it is an official national team competition, according to UEFA regulations, the head coaches of both sides before the war must attend a press conference organized by FIFA!
On the morning of September 8, Li Tongfan and Kashtan, the head coach of the Israeli national team, attended the press conference in the press conference hall of Wembley Stadium!
More than 200 reporters from major European football media attended the press conference!
However, to the disappointment of the reporters, the madman Li and Kashtan obviously came with an attitude of dealing with errands, and the two people's speeches totaled no more than 5 minutes!
Kashtan: "... England is a team, but we bravely sealed them in the first round. We will still do this in today's game, and we will definitely perform better... You know that Israel is a magical country, and maybe we will surprise English fans!
Madman Li: "...When I heard Mr. Kashtan's speech, I felt that I had nothing to say. I personally agree with him very much. Tonight's game will be a big surprise for England fans!"
Obviously, the two have different understandings of surprises!
As soon as the speech was over, the two of them even shook each other's hands and left directly. They didn't even have a second to ask questions freely for the interested reporters!
I can't help it!
Reporters have to sacrifice the unfavorable artifact of the industry - fabricating news and exaggerating the facts!
French team newspaper: "Kashtan, the head coach of the Israeli national team, thinks they will win a due victory at Wembley Stadium... German kickers: "... England can't do it! That's what Kashtan said!"
English Mirror: "Madman Lee promises a big victory to all fans..."
Weekday Express: "Madman Li decided to let Israel cry and go home..."
... 17:00 p.m. on September 8th!
The weather is good. The thick fog over London over the past week has finally dissipated, and the warm light shines down, which makes people feel comfortable!
At the door of the Brown Hotel, the staff of the England team are nervously helping the players put the large package of carry-on clothes and supplies into the bottom of the bus!
Like many times before, the three lion fans who did not buy tickets on the spot crowded outside the yellow cordon pulled out by the hotel security guards, holding the St. George's Cross flag and singing "God Save the Queen" with a surging voice!
Thirty minutes later, the stars of the Three Lions walked out of the hotel lobby under the leadership of the madman Li. After signing for the fans, they entered the bus and slowly drove to Wembley Stadium!
After the bus body, after the fans cheered enthusiastically for the last time, they integrated into the big and small bars in London in twos and threes. They will cheer for their heroes in front of the electronic screen of the bar!
...Wembley Stadium!
There are more fans gathered in the square outside the stadium. Some lucky guys even held small cards to buy tickets, hoping that God could bring luck on him at the last moment. The English team's bus slowly separated the crowd and drove to the player passage of the stadium. The superstars of the Three Lions came through the door one by one. He walked down and took out his bag in the bottom of the bus. He ignored the questions of the swarming reporters and turned around and disappeared into the player's passage!
"Hey, I saw Michael. He seems to be in good shape. Guess if Mr. Rice Bucket will let him start?" A Liverpool Post reporter, about 40 or 50 years old, casually asked his colleagues!
A young intern in his early twenties wearing a Manchester News work vest immediately curled his lips disdain: "The only one who can bring us victory is Wayne Rooney. He is the front-line trump card that Mr. Rice Bucket deserves to rely on. The old Michael's ability to enter the national team is just the bucket first. I just feel sorry for him..."
Bang!
The young reporter didn't finish, and the bald-headed cameraman from the Newcastle Post next to him pushed the little guy fiercely with his thick shoulders... The big eyes like a bald-headed copper bell glowed with a fierce light. "Shit, what do you know about this little boy who hasn't grown up yet? Michael has scored 38 goals for the national team... He is the fastest killer in England..."
The young intern reporter of the Manchester Post looked at the other party's stump, dared not say anything, and silently sarcastically in his heart: "An old guy who can't run is lying in the hospital all day... Is it 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!
The young fans have gradually forgotten Michael Owen, the former golden boy of England, but in the hearts of the older generation of fans, the teenager who used to be omnipotent on the green field is irreplaceable... 19-year-old Owen...98 French World Cup... After playing with Argentina like the wind The shocking blow of the defense line was still in front of me in a trance... Looking up at the majestic Wembley Stadium, the bright sun shone on it, like a golden palace!
The bald man's eyes are a little wet like a woman: Break out, Michael!!
Under the leadership of Mr. Rice Bucket, break out and find your old demeanor... You know, you are only 28 years old. This is the golden peak age of the shooter!
###English locker room!
Li Tongfan didn't say anything more. He clearly told everyone that England could not afford to lose a game in the next game!
Shashasha~~~~~ The sound of the ink pen scratching the tactical board is clearly audible in the quiet locker room!
Every player looks at the name written by the boss with wide eyes!
Eleven lucky guys who appear on the tactical board will get the starting opportunity for the first official game under the command of the madman Li.
And this basically shows that in the mind of the world-famous new coach of the Three Lions, who is heavier and who will walk longer in the road of the national team in the future... Michael Owen is the most proof of sitting on the tactical board. Looking at Li Tongfan writing the names of the players one by one, his heart is like fifteen buckets. - Seven up and eight down!
Will you have yourself?
Carson, John Terry... Beckham... Until Rooney's name is finished, there is still the last striker!
Li Tongfan turned around and looked at Owen, and then at the other strikers. He turned around and continued to write with no expression on his face - Z... Owen's heart was half cold, and the letter Z was not the beginning of his name!
Did you lose the election?
But it's okay. Even if he can play as a substitute, Jin Tong will be grateful to the madman Li. At least the boss gave him a chance to enter the national team... In the locker room of the Israeli national team on one side!
"... The stars of the England team love their bodies very much, because they still have to compete for the main position in the club. When fighting, they move harder and harder..."
Coach Kashtan stood in the middle of the players with a ferocious face: "We once drew them at home. You should know that if it hadn't been for the referee's misjudgment in that game, we would have scored three points... The so-called superstars are boasted by the proud English media themselves, which is why they are sluggish as soon as they arrive at the competition. The reason is that it's just a bunch of flowers..."
"And now they have a more proud and arrogant head coach. All English people are immersed in ridiculous dreams. What we have to do is to destroy their dreams like a basin of cold water..."
Israeli players are excited by the blood of coach Kashtan - "Destroy their dreams..."
"Bre England's little white-faced idols back to the prototype..."
(to be continued)