Football God.

The sound of thunder made people feel a little dull, and even without using any tools, they knew that there would be a heavy rain waiting for them just by looking at the sky.

In a football match, there are some things that can interrupt the game, such as natural disasters, man-made disasters, or a cute kitten suddenly ran back and forth on the field.

Who can resist the allure of cats?Who would be willing to let a ball without eyes hit the cutie?

But rain is obviously not among them. Neither rain nor snow can interrupt the game.Once in Germany, which was relatively colder, snow fell during a game, and it didn’t take long to turn the pitch into white, and even the white line on the green field could not be seen clearly, but even so, the game must continue.

After all, the conditions are equal, you are not good at kicking, and your opponent is not good at kicking, so when you kick the ball and kick a snowflake, you have to comfort yourself that the person on the opposite side is also the same.

The same is true for rain, but rain will appear more troublesome.

"The rain will make the stadium wetter. I think it's not good for the game." Mr. Byron showed some worry on his face. He didn't want the game to change because of external factors, such as now, this kind of waiting It's not a good feeling to be in the rain.

But Heinrich thought more.

He directly took the tactical board and drew a few strokes on it, and then quickly made a decision: "We need to change the formation as soon as possible. All the tactics formulated before the game are overthrown. We can't continue like that."

These words surprised Bertram. After all, Heinrich in the past was very calm and intelligent. He could always plan a lot of things, and make his own choices and records for all situations, instead of arriving On-site then make impromptu planning.

But now it seems that Heinrich is going to negate the previous efforts and start to readjust.

However, Heinrich was not completely unprepared. When he knew that it might rain today, even though he saw the sun was shining, Heinrich still asked several core members of the team to have a small meeting.

Schmeichel, Alan Smith, Kaka, Sneijder.

These four people are not only because they were appointed by Heinrich as the four captains-of course, Sneijder has not been announced yet, but that will be a matter of time-but also because they represent the various lines of Leeds United on the core.

Alan Smith can lead the striker to charge forward, Kakasneijder can completely control the midfield, and Schmeichel can almost contract the backcourt by himself.

As long as the goalkeeper is willing, he can use a roar to make all the defensive players behave like kittens... Who can refuse a cat?

In this small meeting, Heinrich explained the possible changes to them, not about tactical thinking, but only gave them a few gestures to confirm.

At this time, Heinrich took the time to explain to several assistant coaches what he wanted to do now: "The tactics we formulated before the game were very good, and I think they have executed well. An English team with a strong impact and a traditional attacking pattern, we can suppress them with skills, frequent ground passes, and change their formation by pulling them laterally, which is very good."

Makelele nodded, and then looked at several other people: "This method is good. We lost to Barcelona in this way, although Mr. Mourinho did not admit it..."

Heinrich patted Makelele on the shoulder to express his comfort, and then he continued: "But this tactical change has a fatal shortcoming, that is, the requirements for both the players and the field are extremely high. .”

This directly woke up Mr. Byron, and the England assistant frowned subconsciously.

"Mr. is right. If we want to cooperate with ground passing and receiving, we must ensure that every foot can be in place, instead of letting the ball be caught in the rain and fly around." Mr. Byron nodded immediately, "I think We need to change tactics, sir, how do you say it."

There was no smile on Heinrich's face, in fact he did not when he heard the first thunderclap.

The German coach put his hand on the back of Mr. Byron's hand, and asked sincerely and quickly: "Can you help me with this? Mr. Byron, I don't think I can do it myself. You know, it's thundering right now." , I can’t shout. Everyone knows that even if the players are told, it may take a long time for them to convey to the whole team, and the prolongation of the change will really affect our score.”

A moved look appeared on Byron's face, and he nodded again and again: "Of course, sir, tell me, as long as it is what you want, I can do it."

And ten seconds later, when Mr. Byron was holding Bertram's hand with difficulty, and the two people met their heads and formed an arc similar to a semicircle with their clasped hands, Mr. Byron spoke with some difficulty. : "Bert, tell me, why us!"

Bertram said blankly, "Why do you ask me?"

"Come on, you are like the master's soul behind you. You are present at all the meetings, so don't try to fool me, you must know!"

Feeling that he couldn't make it through, Bertram had no choice but to say, "Because in Mr.'s preparations, the matter of heavy rain is at the lowest end, and it has been carefully calculated."

Mr. Byron tried his best to stand on tiptoe to match Bertram's height, and his voice became distorted because of this: "What calculation!"

"The players were injured, the fans suddenly entered the field, the opposing defender suddenly went crazy, or our Lewandowski suddenly possessed Jesus and kicked one by one," Bertram paused, "Finally, there was a heavy rainstorm." .”

Bertram did not finish, but Mr. Byron knew what he meant.

Heinrich obviously designed gestures for every possible possibility, but with only two hands, it would be very troublesome for you to make all kinds of completely different gestures, so he put the most unlikely rainstorm situation at the end , and the gestures to design are also the hardest.

It even requires two people to complete it together, can you believe it?Byron was sure he saw someone taking a photo with a flash!He is about to become the protagonist of the fun picture!

Apparently, Mr. Byron didn't know that in distant China, there was already an emoticon package with the theme of "Frustrated Body Bending Forward".

"Then why us!"

Bertram looked down at Byron, "Because Mr. Makelele said he didn't like doing this."

Byron stared, his chubby face was a little angry: "I don't like it either."

Bertram's eyes became a little puzzled: "Then you should tell sir."

"...Can you stop doing it after you say it?"

"Yes."

Mr. Byron has never felt so stupid for a moment...

And Mr. Byron's sacrifice was justified. The broadcast camera focused on them, and his screen switched to him at the scene, so that all the players on the field could see this action clearly!

Kaka, who had received training from Heinrich's small meeting, quickly understood the meaning of this, and he started to ask Parker to get Parker ready, but Sneijder on the side said: "This is to let us start Do you mean playing without technical content?"

Kaka nodded after hearing the words: "Yes, I remember you heard it together."

Ned shrugged: "I was just a little scared. I thought I would only doubt life when I saw my husband draw a simple picture on the blackboard. I didn't expect to see it... I doubted it even more."

Kaka smiled: "Sir, the painting is not bad."

"You mean those stick figures with weird twisted faces?"

Kaka coughed lightly, patted Sneijder on the shoulder, and took advantage of this dead ball opportunity to go to the surrounding players for a brief exhortation.They don't need to explain at all. Anyway, the brains connecting the front and back courts are the two of them, and they can do whatever they want.

Alan Smith's task is also very simple, just slap on Griezmann's beautiful golden head with 1 whys, and there will be an affirmative answer immediately.

As for Schmeichel, he just took a deep breath and yelled out:

"Let me come back and guard the gate! Whoever dares to run away casually, I will pack you up and send you to Dr. Blake's laboratory to let them see what your heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys look like!"

This sentence directly made all the defenders stay there honestly, and it also made Manchester City's players tremble.

Leeds United are such a strange club...

After the ball restarted, the changes in Leeds United were surprising!

The clubs that were still working on coordination just now suddenly began to carry out various long pass transfers. They reduced their personal running and dribbling, but gave more of the ball to their teammates, and used half-high balls to conduct scheduling transfers!

This may have lost some precision, but it was able to control the ball a lot, and when the second thunder sounded, Leeds United had already begun to regain the initiative in the game.

But maybe the playing style on the field has become too English, which makes the broadcast camera scan the two coaches, hoping to find some clues from them.

Ronaldo, who was also paying attention to the game, suddenly crushed the potato chips in his hand.

"Hey, Chris, don't be so barbaric! This is a nutritious but crunchy snack that I begged the chef to bake for us!" Rooney rescued from Ronaldo's hands with some disapproval. plate.

Baked potato chips... how unpalatable, Lu Xiaopang missed the days when he could eat potato chips in bags.

But Ronaldo was watching TV, and suddenly asked: "Wayne, who would be afraid of thunder?"

Rooney glanced at Ronaldo and shrugged: "I don't know, kid? But it must be a minor anyway."

"...Is that so?" Ronaldo muttered softly while looking at Heinrich, who was still tall and straight on the TV.

On the contrary, Bertram stood very close to Heinrich. He heard Heinrich's sudden heavy breathing, so he couldn't help turning his head and asking, "Sir, what's wrong?"

Heinrich tilted his head slightly and let out a breath: "Thunder is really an uncomfortable thing."

The author has something to say:

Snyder: Do you think the boss's drawing is beautiful?

Kaka: You have to compare

Sneijder: ...with whom?

Kaka: When Luca was one year old, I bought him a set of paintbrushes. When he painted walls with paintbrushes, he was much scarier than the boss.

Snyder: You compare your boss to a one-year-old?

Kaka: I think we should discuss what to eat for dinner =w=