socalfunplaces Chapter 107 The Hidden Bomb in Leipzig
Chapter 107 The Hidden Bomb in Leipzig
Chapter 107 The Hidden Bomb in Leipzig
Romano: Here We Go! Werder Bremen striker Selke has transferred to RB Leipzig for a fee of €600 million plus €200 million in add-ons.
DAZN website news: RB Leipzig, who had previously announced the end of their summer transfer window, has purchased another striker, suggesting that the management was too nervous and temporarily increased the budget?
As the 2. Bundesliga champions and German Cup winners, and with the addition of the superstar Gudmann, Leipzig's Bundesliga journey next season is destined to be closely watched.
And this team is indeed abstract.
They had already stated that all summer signings were complete, but then they brought in a striker at the last minute, making it seem like the management was worried about the team's performance next season.
of course!
This concern is real!
Many media outlets believe that Leipzig's temporary signing is related to the Europa League.
As the champions of the 14-15 German Cup, RB Leipzig are qualified directly for the Europa League group stage!
In other words, RB Leipzig will be competing on three fronts next season:
Bundesliga + German Cup + Europa League!
Red Bull base.
Height: 1.80 meters
[Weight: 78kg]
"How's it going? I've grown taller pretty much, haven't I?"
Stepping off the equipment, Hao Ren and Kimmich boasted, "I only need a few months to grow 2cm."
Almas recorded Hao Ren's data in his notebook and noticed the latter's previous height measurements: "You—Good, your height has indeed increased, but your weight is not. When you were 1.80 meters tall, you already weighed 78 kg, and you still weigh 78 kg now."
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"Hey, Faris (Almas), it's normal to lose weight after just a few months on vacation, I don't have a nutritionist."
"Yes, that's my problem, Goode!"
Almas smiled and gestured for the players behind him to come up.
Hao Ren and Kimmich sat down to the side. The observant Kimmich noticed that Hao Ren was frowning, as if he was thinking about something.
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"Good, what's wrong?"
"hiss----"
Hao Ren presented himself as a learned man.
"After thinking about it carefully, I feel that my weight not increasing is probably not just due to the holiday. I did drink a lot of beverages during the holiday."
"Hmm?"
Kimmich hadn't expected Hao Ren to pay such attention to such a small detail.
"Then why do you think it is?"
"Um.
""
After careful consideration, Hao Ren came to his conclusion: "It must be Ralph's problem."
"Comeon!"
Kimmich shoved Hao Ren: "You're shifting the blame again! How come it's all Ralph's problem!"
"No, let me explain first."
"My weight has been 78kg since April, even though I've been eating a lot. So it's definitely not my problem."
Hao Ren and Kimmich shared their thoughts.
"It must be Ralph's problem. I was running too much on the field. You know what I mean? My energy was constantly being used up, so of course I couldn't store it. My glucose and starch were all stolen by Ralph's tactics."
"I'm going to tell Rangnick what you said."
Kimmich pretended to stand up after he finished speaking, but of course he was joking.
Today was Leipzig's first training session of the summer transfer window, and the weather was also very nice, so the players were quite happy.
During warm-up, Hao Ren also continued to get to know his new teammates.
"Timo, I remember you played in the Bundesliga last season."
Hao Ren was very interested in Werner.
This guy is one of the few players in the team who has played in the Bundesliga group stage.
Although he is only 19 years old, he is already a veteran!
"How's it going? What's it like playing in the Bundesliga?"
"Haha, I feel... alright?"
Werner laughed and said, "You'll get used to it, Goodman. You don't need to feel too much pressure. If you can win the German Cup, then adapting to the Bundesliga won't be a problem."
You may have misunderstood him.
Poulsen, who was originally at the front of the team, slowed down and naturally came to Werner's side: "Gud means that he wants to know the overall strength of the Bundesliga teams so that it will be easier for him to crush the weak ones."
"Get lost!"
Hao Ren pushed Paulsen away, "You're starting to misinterpret things again, get out of here."
He patted Werner on the shoulder: "Timo, if you want to adapt to this place, whatever you do, don't ask Yusuf for help. He's an alcoholic. Yeah—you know, the kind who gets all red in the face when he's drunk and starts talking nonsense, yeah, something like that."
"If you absolutely need a mentor, then Mr. Goodman is the only one you can have."
Hao Ren said earnestly.
Just then, Rangnick, who had been observing from a distance, suddenly spoke up: "Hey you, the one recruiting henchmen, behave yourself!"
"Warming up is also training, and training requires focus. Carefully feel your body and see where you're still not warmed up!"
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During the stretching session, Rangnick began his first group address of the new season.
"This season we've reached the Bundesliga, and the most important reason for that is your contribution, Youssef, Joshua,..."
"Yes, Mr. Goodman, all our players deserve praise."
"But you also need to know that this season is different from last season. We have three important competitions to participate in, a full three! The number of matches is increasing, and the intensity is also increasing. I've told you before that the competition between professional football teams is a battle of knowledge."
"Therefore, in order to adapt to more frequent and intense matches, we must improve our understanding, that is, our comprehension of football tactics!"
Contrary to most players' expectations, Rangnick did not emphasize techniques and physicality first.
Clearly, in this German's mind, the importance of individual players is far less than that of the team as a whole.
"So how should we improve our understanding? It's simple: faster offense, faster defense, and most importantly, faster transitions between offense and defense!"
Rangnick went to the tactics board, drew a big "10" on the whiteboard with a pen, and then smudged the "10" with his hand, replacing it with a new number "8".
"At the start of the new season, our counter-attack time will be reduced to 8 seconds."
"Shorter counter-attack times, increased pressing frequency and intensity—any tactical adjustments are meaningless until we successfully accomplish these tasks."
[Goodman137HR: Mr. Goodman is going to start playing basketball next season]
【What's going on? Hao, have you grown to 2 meters tall? Did you take growth hormones?】
【What? 2 meters? That definitely has nothing to do with height. It must be a tactical issue】
[They're probably referring to Ronnick's 10-second fast break; when I first saw it, I thought it was a basketball tactic.]
[They can manage a 10-second counter-attack in the 2nd Bundesliga, but it would be too difficult for them in the Bundesliga.]
[Don't panic, there's still the German Cup! Leipzig are the German Cup champions!]
Pinned post: Confirmed! CCTV (5, 5+) will broadcast all RB Leipzig matches this season, including the Bundesliga.
German Cup, Europa League.
Dongqiudi Hot Topic—RB Leipzig's August Match Summary: The Highly Watched Newly Promoted Team Faces Challenges!
August 15: RB Leipzig vs. Hannover 96. (The club's first ever Bundesliga official match)
August 22: Schalke 04 vs RB Leipzig. (Bundesliga Round 2)
August 29: RB Leipzig vs. Hoffenheim (Bundesliga Round 3)
Erend, a well-known commentator for Bild, said that Leipzig's new season transfer plans were too hasty and that if Red Bull Group's insistence on big-spending football proves successful, they will pay the price.
Attached is Allen's predicted score.
In the first round, Leipzig lost 0-2 to Hannover 96, suffering their first Bundesliga defeat in club history. Gudmann tried to remain calm after the match.
In the second round, Schalke thrashed Leipzig 4-1, and Gudmann showed signs of fatigue after the match.
In the third round, Leipzig lost 0-1 to Hoffenheim and were relegated. After the match, Gudman admitted that he should not have stayed with the team.
"That's a very bold prediction!"
Nathan Ward, deputy editor of Bild, exclaimed in the program: "Elend, very few commentators would predict scores half a month in advance, especially three consecutive matches. Aren't you afraid that your predictions will be wrong and cause the program to lose viewers?"
"No, I don't think I'm making predictions."
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Allen shook his head at Ward, then looked at the camera: "This was a predictable outcome. If it was predictable, then it shouldn't be considered a prediction."
"Based on objective laws, the results of Leipzig's first three matches should have been like this. There might be a slight error in the scores, but the final result is unlikely to be too different."
Ellen retorted to Ward, "If I know for certain that I'm right, why don't I say it?"
"Am I supposed to kneel down and chant 'Mr. Goodman' like those crazy fans on Twitter? You know I'm not that kind of idiot."
"Ha ha!"
Ward burst into laughter.
This was his first time appearing on Allen's show.
I must say, this festival was really well-organized by themselves!
"It's a very simple principle. If you want to achieve results by throwing money at the problem, you should buy top players worth 3000 million or even 5000 million euros, instead of Werner for 1000 million euros, Naby Keita for 1000 million euros, or even a 400-euro player."
Mr. Goodman, who costs 10,000 euros but is hailed as a god by fans.
"As I said before, the transfer plan will directly determine Leipzig's performance in the Bundesliga next season."
Allen shrugged: "Red Bull took the wrong path from the start, and no matter how fast they went afterward, they would never reach their destination."
Upon seeing Allende's small gesture, the photographer snapped a "click" and ended the video recording.
"To be honest, I think what you said makes a lot of sense. I feel like I should participate in your show more often in the future."
Ward stood up and gave Allen a hug.
"Haha, welcome!"
Allen held Ward's hand tightly.
Just then, a blond man rushed into the room, carrying a large stack of printed documents.
"Team leader! Team leader! I found something!"
Kress placed a large stack of documents on the table, panting heavily.
However, judging from his expression, he is in a very excited state.
"What's wrong?"
Erend paused for a moment: "Has Leipzig made any new signings?"
"No, no, it has nothing to do with Leipzig! Well—not entirely unrelated, it's related to Goodman."
"Is it related to Goodman?"
Erend's eyes lit up. "What is it?"
"That's right, look here, team leader."
Kreis quickly flipped to a page in the document: "I attended a Bayern Munich youth training event and chatted with the coaches there. They told me that in Germany, all players under the age of 18 are required to attend school."
"Then I thought of Goodman!"
After listening, Allen simply shook his head: "You're too naive. Of course Goodman is in school. There were news reports about it before, but he's studying in China. Many people know that."
Allende criticized Kress.
Being a journalist but failing to pay attention to the news is indeed a mistake that should not be made!
"Team leader, that's exactly what I was talking about. I did a lot of research after coming back from Bayern's youth academy!"
"According to the requirements of the German Football Association, all Goodman needs to do is have a student status and promise to obtain a graduation certificate."
However, under German law, if Goodman has permanent residency, he must attend schools within the European Union.
"His schooling in China doesn't count!" Kress said.
"this----"
Elend's expression turned somewhat strange.
Ward and Ward exchanged a glance; neither of them seemed very happy.
Erend looked at Kress: "So you mean—"
"Team leader, isn't this organization specifically designed to smear Goodman? We can totally report them for this! They're a ticking time bomb in Leipzig!"
"A star athlete with 100 million Instagram followers has been banned from competition for violating the Education Act! Just imagine how much viewership our show can get."
"Then it won't just be our program team that benefits; the entire Bild newspaper will!"
"Team leader!"
Kress placed his hands on Allende's shoulders, seemingly trying to curry favor with his superior.
"this----"
"Okay, I understand. Kress, you can go out now."
"Hmm? Team leader, aren't we going to take action? Or are you going to wait until the new season starts before reporting him, catching Goodman off guard?"
Allen and Ward exchanged a glance, and finally Ward spoke first: "You can go out now."
"this----"
Kress looked at Ward.
At first glance, the name seemed familiar, but I couldn't quite place it.
Oh!
"Mr. Deputy Editor-in-Chief!"
"I'll be going now! Remember to consider what I said!"
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With Kress closing the glass door, only Ellen and Ward remained in the studio.
"What should we do?"
Ward leaned against the wall, his arms crossed over his chest, looking extremely anxious.
"hiss----"
Eren slapped his forehead: "I never thought something like this would happen, I'm really—"
"What are your plans to do?"
Ward gestured towards the door with his chin.
"That guy—"
Erend gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, then placed his right palm flat on his neck and made a throat-slitting motion.
"We have to be ruthless."
"Are you sure? Isn't this a bit too harsh?"
"The fault isn't ours, it's his! He's just a low-level employee; he should just stick to writing articles. Why does he have to go and research this kind of thing?! Is this something he should be researching?!"
Snapped!
Allen slammed his hand on the table, clenching his teeth tightly.
"Any bastard can try and scam me, Mr. Goodman—"