Reborn on top of football

At 12:13 pm on December 14th, Tubingen Lions Stadium.

On the withered and yellow turf, the Cologne team members were warming up in twos and threes, but the home team members hadn't played yet, and I don't know why.

In the commentary booth, Kugel looked at a big list handed over by Xiaomeng's sister amidst the noisy fans.

After a while, the singing in the arena stopped, and Kugel's powerful and thick voice sounded: "Citizens of Tubingen, I am Kugel!"

In an instant, there were boos everywhere.

The old Kugel often boasted in the game commentary how visionary he is, how wise he let go and handed over the team to new investors. Today, there are many fans happy.

Being booed a lot, Kugel didn't care anymore, and continued his speech: "We were promoted to the second division six months ago, and we were very happy at that time. But who of you thought that we could be ranked No.2? Now, the opponents who were defeated by us stand in fear before us to conquer, and they will be very happy if the DFB does not arrange this match."

There was a burst of laughter from the Tubingen fans.

"Our great journey is about to come to a standstill today to survive the long and cold winter. So in today's last game, what kind of result do you want?"

"S! Victory" the audience said in unison, and the shaking Lions Stadium seemed to be responding in rustle.

"Hear that? Ridiculous Cologne? It's a lion's roar before a meal, and you're a not-so-good meal!"

The Cologne team seemed to have never heard of it. As a veteran team, this kind of ridicule was heard too much.

"Next, let us solemnly invite our soldiers, excellent soldiers of the great Tubingen youth, they are No. 6 Boateng!"

Lions Stadium Crowd Responds: "Barbarians!"

"Mesut No. 10!"

"Thresher!"

"No. 5 Pell!"

"travelling poet!"

In the player channel, teammates ran out one by one. Kugel said his jersey number and name, and the fans cheered his nickname.

"What is a thresher?" Qu Bo, who was on the bench, asked Wang Ai in a low voice, "Is this a kitchen item?"

"This is to describe Ozil's balls coming out fast and often, as if he was threshing corn. Oh, bards are usually not only poets in history, but often chivalrous knights. This is the scene of Pell Diversity on and off the field, a player who can attack and defend, a star with a melancholic temperament, a freshman at the University of Tübingen, tsk tsk, it's really complicated."

"What about you?" Qu Bo squinted his eyes.

"It's my turn, you will know." Wang Ai smiled.

Just outside Kugel shouted: "Number 13!"

"PhD!"

With the fans chanting, Wang Ai ran out of the player channel and waved to nearby fans.

"Next, our defender who has performed very well recently, No. 2 from China!"

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The stadium was instantly silent, and the fans looked at each other in a daze. Luo Tongliang's rise was too late, and the fans didn't have time to give him a resounding and widely recognized nickname, so he fell into silence for a while.

I also blame Kugel for being so excited that he forgot about this episode, and the situation on the court suddenly became embarrassing.Even if Luo Tongliang had a big heart, he smiled and waved around after running out, the fans felt very sorry.But for a while, I couldn't think of a good nickname.

"Dora!" At this moment, a sharp child's voice came from the height of the stands.

Twenty thousand fans turned their heads in unison. It was a group of men, women, boys, big and small. At the top of the grandstand, a tall boy stood up, waved his arms towards the field and shouted: "Dora, Dora! La, Dora!"

Kugel had an idea and shouted into the microphone: "Dora Cannon, Dora!"

The fans suddenly realized that the train gun with the longest range in Germany during World War II was not the characteristic of Luo Tongliang?So inspired by the little star Rudy in Kugel's orphanage and led by Kugel, he called "Dora" three times.