number one striker

Chapter 31
Early the next morning, Grand Cross drove his second-hand car to the training ground.Sure enough, the nearest Caesar was already jogging.

"Morning." Big Cross yawned, last night he went to have fun with some friends.Of course, it's not the words that are not suitable for children such as parties, bars, dancers, etc., but to just stay at home and play games.

This is the reason why the big cross can't attract young girls, who would look at a game dead house.

"Why, you don't look energetic." The big cross saw Caesar's red eyes and thick dark circles at a glance, and couldn't help laughing treacherously: "Did you use too much force last night? Don't know how to control yourself just because you are young. Look at Ronaldinho, he."

Caesar bumped him with his shoulder: "You can shut up, what are you thinking of?"

"That is how the matter?"

"Well," Caesar thought, anyway, Uke will inform the whole team in a while, and it's no problem to tell the Grand Cross in advance.

"It's a long story, last night"

After Caesar drove Natasha out last night, he found Uke and Jens Bammer standing at the door.They looked at each other, and next to them was a barely naked woman who was spouting trash talk angrily.

The absurd scene made Caesar unable to hold back, and directly slammed the door.

Uke was sober at the moment, ignoring the jumping woman, and threw himself on the door of Caesar's room.

"Open the door for me! Damn boy! You have the ability to snatch men, ah bah! You have the ability to recruit prostitutes! You have the ability to open the door! Don't hide inside and make no noise! ​​I know you are at home!"

The noisy sound attracted the dormitory security guard, and even Marcus who was passing by was attracted.

Jens Bammer saw the trick succeed, but that damned Natasha said to him, "I won't do this! You just asked me to seduce him! You didn't even say that this person is a gay!"

Uke, the security guard, and Marcus looked over suspiciously, and Jens Bammer was sweating profusely, stammering: "What, what are you talking about! Why can't I understand!"

"Hurry up and find a dress for my old lady! Do you want to watch me freeze to death?!" Natasha yelled, shaking her two lumps of flesh. The eyes of everyone present were dazzled by her exaggerated dribbling, and even Caesar watched carefully through the cat's eyes.

After the truth came out, Uke looked at Jens Bammer with a cold face, and Natasha passed on the clothes (Caesar: Don't give them to her! Don't you like to be naked?!), like a woman from a good family, covering her chest, sitting there shyly.Hearing the news, the handsome new security guy who came over secretly handed her a note. This is another story.

"You tomorrow! Report to the reserve team!" Uke's words were like a bolt from the blue to Jens Barmer. Everyone knew that Allen's reserve team had only three people, and there were no games to play at all. No one even cared whether you went or not.These are people who have been waived by the team, and any good price (such as coupons for a year at the hot dog stand, a few cases of beer) can take them away.

Jens Bammer's old face turned pale in an instant, and Caesar sighed as he watched.

Who said that Germans don't have a sense of humor, you made me laugh when you saw his face changing.

what?
Let me plead?
Please, Holy Mother, the least popular setting now, whoever touches it will hit the street.

Under Caesar's schadenfreude gaze, Jens Bammer was kicked out by the housekeeper.

Only Caesar and Marcus were left in the room. Uke looked in a bad mood and went out without even making eye contact with Caesar.The team is finally on the right track. As a result, one day later, the experienced main striker was injured, and the core who seemed to be recovering despite being in poor condition recently was transferred to the reserve team. The team's tactics had to be redesigned.

Even a big victory over Fürth can't make Uke deny that this is a really bad day.

"Oh." Caesar sighed, and Marcus patted him on the shoulder: "It's not your fault, it's Jens who has a mental illness."

"Oh." Caesar continued to sigh, "It would be great if it was not here, but in the hotel. Tsk tsk tsk, that girl has a really good figure."

Marcus: "."

After hearing this story, the Grand Cross couldn't help touching Caesar's forehead.

"Fuck! Do you really like men!" Caesar slapped his hand off, "Don't touch me!"

The big cross yelled: "Who touched you! I just want to see if you have a fever, why are you talking nonsense?"

Caesar snorted, "You'll find out later."

Grand Cross was skeptical, and after a while, the news spread throughout the team.The people who had changed their clothes didn't warm up anymore, they got together and chatted about this matter, like a group of chattering old ladies.

"What are you doing together! Are you proud and complacent after winning two games?!" As soon as Uke walked into the training ground, he saw the players gathered together like a grocery shopping lady, except for a few more eye-catching players such as Marcus and Royce running to warm up.

"Coach! Is Jens Bammer really sent down?!" The main goalkeeper Lenz yelled while clapping his hands. Uke glared at Caesar who was looking up at the sky. Caesar stepped on a giggling big cross.

"Since you all know, I won't say more. In the future games, we will treat that guy as if he never existed."

Everyone looked at each other, some people were pleasantly surprised—this is a good opportunity to be promoted; some people were puzzled—that guy Kevin only said half of what happened;

"Okay! Let me go jogging to warm up!!" Assistant coach Gernd Heimers drove everyone away. He had been studying the team's new tactics with Uke last night, and he didn't sleep well all night.

Toberg's injury will be out for nearly a month, and in addition to the muscle strain, he still has problems with his knee.Team doctor Wolfgang Holz knows that the team has a good momentum and has a chance to be promoted to the Bundesliga, but this cannot be at the expense of the players' health.

"Is it possible for the new tactics to be successful?" The plan developed by Haymes and Uke did not convince himself, and he seemed to retreat early in the morning.

Uke is quite confident. He said: "This is an idea I had when Kaiser joined the team, but I have never had the opportunity to experiment. In the next few days, we will focus on training that style of play, so that the players can get used to the feeling of not having Jens Bammer to command."

"The next opponent is Rostock, can we stand that kind of test?" Haymes' complexion was not good, and Uke also frowned: "Now we can only try, can't we?"

(End of this chapter)