Football God.

Heinrich looked to be in fine form, which was a relief not only to the players but also to the coaching staff.

Fans respect Heinrich as a god, players worship him as a father, and for the coaching staff, this man combines the identities of boss, head coach, and "great god" all in one.

Don't accuse them of being exaggerated, if suddenly one day someone comes along who pays you double your wages, brings you victory and buys you a house, anyone will be willing to give all their loyalty to him!

And free cars, God only knows how this guy manages to get everyone a car sponsorship every season!

He is simply a godsend!

This enthusiasm continued until the training. The players sweated and wanted to show their best side to Heinrich, and Heinrich took advantage of this time to stand on the sidelines and watch the mid-week league. A summary report on the game made by the coaching staff during the cup game.

"I think Santos has grown faster than I thought, and Jack, they seem to have been working hard." Heinrich said as he turned the page, "Kasper, too, although he didn't get a clean sheet, but Great job on boosting team morale."

"Are you going to give Casper a bonus?" Mr. Byron suggested.

After all, Schmeichel did perform very well in the last game, and he was determined enough, which made the young man look like a captain. However, as a goalkeeper, he always suffers more than other positions.

With zero seal bonus, assist bonus, goal bonus, and goal bonus in vain, there is only one winning bonus, which seems thin.

Heinrich shook his head unceremoniously, he raised his eyelids and glanced at Mr. Byron: "Don't underestimate our good boy, Casper has a good mental capacity, and we also need him to be able to withstand pressure." Rather than being bought by money, our club is not so rich and we save when we should."

...Anyone can say this, but sir, you probably have no position to say so.

However, Mr. Byron still listened to the first part of the sentence: "Sir, you are right. Casper's ability to withstand pressure is very good. We really can't treat him differently. This will make his status in the locker room more awkward. .”

Heinrich praised Mr. Byron's understanding with a smile, and then he looked at Schmeichel who was doing individual training on the court: "Speaking of which, don't you think that Schmeichel has reduced his body flexibility now?" Is it the standard?" From the last game, it can be seen that if Schmeichel's body flexibility remains at the previous level, he can make many changes.

Byron is responsible for the training of other players. Most of the players in the midfield are in the hands of Makelele. The Frenchman took two steps and said: "Boss, Casper is still growing, Doctor Braque Speaking of which, her current body is gradually taking shape, and the previous strength may be more added to her strength and responsiveness."

Even though he knew that practicing that was of great help to Schmeichel, Makelele, who had watched Schmeichel's practice, felt pain in all his joints after watching it for a while.

Heinrich raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly: "I have to say that what you said is correct, maybe we should adjust our strategy."

Makelele breathed a sigh of relief and was about to speak, but saw Heinrich looking at him with a smile.

"There are many types of goalkeepers. I have had contact with Iker Casillas, who has a good sense, and Schalke 04's Neuer, who has good flexibility and a good sense of the ball under his feet." Heinrich looked at Schmeichel, "Consciousness is accumulated game by game. It will take time to prove this, but the stretch of the body and the skill of controlling the ball under the feet can be obtained through exercise." , Regarding this point, I am more confident."

Makelele never questioned Heinrich's words, even though Heinrich was younger than him, but this person was always right, wasn't he?

The blond man tapped Makelele's notebook with a pen: "Remember it, the follow-up yoga classes will be added three more times a week. We need a flexible and strong door god."

Byron was a little worried: "Will this make Casper feel bored?" After all, he is the only one in the club who wants to do this now.

In fact, Lewandowski can also do yoga, but more Polish people will choose to go home with his girlfriend, which is a sweet and warm training environment, watching the yoga teacher alone with Schmeichel It's completely different in a room surrounded by glass mirrors.

Heinrich thought for a while, and soon came up with an idea: "Then tonight, Mr. Byron, you pretended to be casual and told Casper that I appreciate Manuel Neuer's performance in the Bundesliga last week. The wonderful save made in the game was so wonderful that I couldn't help but praise every coach for this save."

Mr. Byron was taken aback: "Sir, what game did you watch?"

"Didn't watch any games, my dear Byron, you expect a person with a fever of 39 degrees to watch the games of people other than his own club?" Heinrich smiled helplessly, as if Byron had asked a stupid question.

"Then you still..."

Mr. Byron was interrupted by Makelele: "I think the boss means that Casper needs some positive motivation." For example, that has been causing psychological pressure on Schmeichel but in fact Heinrich Mr. Neuer who never thought of buying him.

It can also motivate players, and it can also be done without any means and methods that will be envied by others in the locker room.

Makelele couldn't help feeling: "Boss, you are really smart."

Heinrich responded with a smile: "Thank you."

The corner of Byron's eyes twitched, and the teaching assistant, who finally figured out what Heinrich meant, still had his own doubts: "Then why am I the one who said this?" Then he turned his eyes to Bertram, and after getting Bertram Trim turned to Heinrich after a flat and indifferent look.

Heinrich's beautiful blue-green eyes were warm and gentle: "I just recovered from a serious illness, Byron, you don't want me to do something extra, do you?"

When looking at Makelele, the loyal Frenchman said righteously: "I will not lie, it makes me full of timidity."

Byron rolled his eyes to the sky, come on, I don't know who showed the miraculous ability to speak without blinking in the League Cup, why didn't you think you were timid at that time!

While the coaches were chatting, the players on the field were also chatting between training sessions.

"Anthony," Sneijder rolled up the short sleeves of his training suit to his shoulders, revealing his strong muscles. He was carrying a rubber band for weight, and he tried his best to get close to Griezmann, and asked in a low voice, "Do you feel that the boss is a little different?"

Griezmann also has a weight-bearing rubber band, but it is not as strong as Sneijder. His main training content is speed. Too much weight will lead to the growth of muscle groups that does not meet the requirements, which will make him not run fast.

Hearing what Sneijder said, he glanced at the blond man over there who was particularly conspicuous because of his height, looked at it for a while and nodded: "Well, it's a little different." His voice paused, "Boss seems to be better than last time." Even more handsome."

Sneijder couldn't help choking: "...Dear Anthony, don't mix personal feelings."

Griezmann glanced at Sneijder. He didn't use hairspray during training, so Griezmann with soft blond hair asked with a smile: "Do you have any doubts about the charm of the boss? Even if I am a dream. A good man with a wife and a son has the right to evaluate and admire an attractive man."

"You are the one who can put the nympho in such a fresh and refined way." Parker dragged a load tire through the row, and then ran away before Griezmann kicked him on the ass.

Sneijder did not joke with them, but said: "Do you think that the boss looks much better?"

This sentence caused Griezmann to object immediately: "How is it possible? Just last week, the boss was still watching tens of thousands of people because he poured a bottle of water on his head and fell to the ground!"

But the red-haired Jack, who heard them discussing, was steady on the medicine ball—thanks to Mr. Makelele for the idea of ​​training with medicine balls—and he also looked at Heinrich: "It may be that the previous day and night get along a little I can't see it, but now I see the boss again after a few days, I really feel much healthier."

Griezmann couldn't help but look over after hearing this, and nodded hesitantly after staring at him a few times: "It seems like... I remember when I saw Mr. for the first time last season, Mr.'s face looked like It's pure white like porcelain with no color, feels better now...can we expect the boss to play with us right away? He can actually come back as a striker!"

Lewandowski shrugged and adjusted his test vest with his hands: "If this is the reason for not buying me a substitute, I accept it."

Jack couldn't help but glanced at Lewandowski: "To be honest, if that day really comes, you will be the boss's substitute."

Lewandowski's first reaction after hearing this sentence was not worry, but a smile: "It sounds interesting to compete with the head coach for the starting position."

"Don't be too idealistic. Dr. Braque said that the bone quality of the boss is irreversible. What can be adjusted is his physical condition." Sneijder looked very calm.

Jack touched his chin: "Anyway, this is a good thing, shall we celebrate for the boss?"

"A surprise?" Griezmann's eyes lit up, looking very happy.

This suggestion was echoed by most of the players. During the interval of physical training, they gathered together to "conspiracy". Heinrich, who was completely unaware of this, continued to stand beside the tactical board sandwiched on the field and think. Strategies for the game.

Manchester City is not an easy team to deal with.

The next night, the sixth round of the league officially started, and Leeds United challenged the Premier League powerhouse Manchester City at the Etihad Stadium!