number one striker

Chapter 240 Our goal is the champion
Kaiser arrived in South Tyrol that night. The staff of the German team went to the airport to pick him up, and then drove to this small town on the border between Germany and Italy.

The final 23-man roster has yet to come out, but that's not something Caesars needs to focus on anymore.

With his strength, it is normal to be the starter, so why worry about whether he can stay in the 23-man roster.

Today's training for the German team has ended, and Kaiser returned to the room.

Pushing open the door, something suddenly fell from the top of the head, hitting Caesar's head.

"I rely on!"

"Hahahahaha!"

Caesar grinned and looked over, Ozil was lying on the bed laughing.

"Idiot! I knew you would be fooled."

Caesar put the things down and countered, "It's an idiot's game."

"You can't even escape the tricks played by idiots, aren't you even more idiots than idiots." Ozil's posture lying there was very enchanting.

Caesar rolled his eyes: "I'm too lazy to reason with you idiot."

After several days of continuous rotation, the Champions League final and celebrations, Caesar felt physically and mentally exhausted, took a shower and fell asleep on the bed.

The next morning, the German team was finally fully staffed and started their training camp.

Before the start, everyone gave Caesar a round of applause, congratulating him for winning the Champions League.

Piggy and Ram, who were enemies two days ago, also chatted and laughed happily with Caesar, and they couldn't see that they were playing to death two days ago.

Many reporters gathered outside the training ground, and they pointed their cameras at the proud Caesar.

Andy Schneider is also here, and he has been extremely busy this summer.

"What do you think we can achieve this year?" Nia James asked during the training break.

Andy Schneider thought for a while, and answered honestly: "It's hard to say. I certainly hope that the team can win the championship. But Spain is in good shape. Although Brazil is not as star-studded as compared to the previous two sessions, it can play pragmatically. France and Italy should not be underestimated, as well as the Netherlands and the young Uruguay. Conservative estimates, the quarterfinals."

Nia James nodded: "Our players are too young, especially since Barack is not here. I don't know if they can take the lead."

This is the opinion of most people in Germany. Without Ballack in charge, will the German team lose their domineering spirit?
Lahm is easy-going, and it is rare to see him showing any excitement on the court.Such a tepid full-back as the captain is really worrying.

The training in the team mainly focuses on the training of tacit understanding and cooperation. These players do not have the opportunity to get together several times in a year. How well they can cooperate is a question.

Therefore, the German team has always been dominated by the Bayern gang. These players are not only powerful, but also far more comfortable to cooperate with than other teammates.

Halfway through the training, Loew started the intra-team match.

Love broke up the players, and it was impossible to see who was the main force and who was the substitute.

"Could it be confusing us?" Andy wondered.

Nia James curled her lips: "Idiot, it looks like he is hesitating, I don't know how to line up."

Andy blushed and coughed twice: "Actually, I think so too."

"By the way." Nia seemed to remember something, and asked, "How are you and that Chinese girl doing?"

Andy smiled bitterly: "It's not that you said that I have that kind of relationship with Caesar. After the game, she went to drink coffee, and she kept asking me how Caesar and I hooked up."

"Hahahaha!" Nia laughed twice to express her sympathy.

In the next few days, the lineup of each team training game was different, and people couldn't help but speculate whether Love lost his way because of Ballack's absence, and didn't know how to line up.

In the face of reporters' questioning, Loew himself said that he was just observing the team's state. As for the starting lineup, he already had a well-thought-out plan.

"Shouldn't it be a bluff?"

"Is he fooling us?"

"Trust Loew, looking at him like that, he should be very sure."

After the final 23-man roster was released, the German team flew to South Africa, the location of the World Cup.

"South Africa is in the southern hemisphere, so it should be winter now?" Caesar asked suddenly during the last training session.

Love nodded: "The temperature there is much lower than ours, everyone must keep warm."

After hearing this, Jr. Boateng took two boxes of down jackets, for fear that he would be cold.

As a result, after getting off the plane, the bloated Boateng was a little puzzled.

"Cold?" He looked around, the locals at most wore a coat, and walked around in short sleeves in good health.

The other German players were also dumbfounded, didn't they say it was cold?

Kaiser deliberately checked the weather, so he came out wearing only the German team jacket.

"Jerome, do you wear so many hats to keep the water in your head from freezing?"

"Your uncle!" Boateng took off his down jacket depressedly, but there was another one inside.

Caesar turned his head to see that Loew also took off his clothes abruptly.

Good guy, the German team made a fool of themselves before the game started, and this scene happened to be photographed by the reporters.

There are 4 teams arriving in South Africa today, but the German team is the one that shines the most.

Walking outside, Caesar clearly heard the noise from the door and the command of the security guards.

The first to appear in front of the fans and reporters was the German assistant coach Flick, whose appearance did not cause much commotion.

And when the players came out, the atmosphere reached a climax now.

The microphones were inserted into their mouths, and countless questions were thrown over them.

"Ram! Tell me about the goal of this competition!"

"Schweinsteiger! How is the team?"

"Ozil! There are rumors that Real Madrid want to sign you! Is it true?"

Some high-cold players simply ignored the reporters' questions and boarded the bus on their own.For example, Boateng, of course, no one asked him.

The biggest player of the German team this year is Klose, and his popularity is the highest in the team.

But Klose doesn't like the camera, so he simply answered a few words and got in the car.

There was an uproar among fans at the scene when Caesar appeared.

"Caesar! Caesar! Sign it for me!"

"Caesar! I love you!"

"My God! It's Caesar!"

There were countless screaming fans, and most of them were local blacks.

Caesar did not expect that he still has so many loyal fans in the southern hemisphere.

Faced with their requests for autographs and group photos, the reporters also seized the time to ask questions while Caesar was entangled by fans.

"Kaiser! How far do you think the German team can go in this World Cup?!"

"In the final, our goal is to be the champion." Caesar smiled at the camera, signed the last name and got into the car.

(End of this chapter)