Because Owen didn't know what a "love concubine" was, Randall was lucky enough to survive the night, and the quality of sleep was quite good.

This was beyond Randall's expectations. You must know that before the semi-final against France, he was still sleepless. Now he has to face the final, and he is not in the best condition, so he actually had a good night's sleep?

This is a bit strange, but Randall calmed down when he thought about the MLS Finals for the first game of his career, and the first game for Manchester United against Liverpool.

Perhaps it was "not in the best condition" that made him regain his sense of normalcy.

"How long do you have to brush? Let your teeth go, it's already very white." Owen had already packed his things, saw Randall brushing his teeth in the bathroom staring at himself in the mirror for several minutes, naturally urged up.

Randall smiled, and Owen almost couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth when he saw the white beard around his mouth.

Ke Randall obviously didn't notice, and asked Owen, "How did you sleep yesterday? Why do I think you are in good shape today?"

"It's not bad," Owen raised his head. He is 1.7 meters tall and has an aura of [-] meters. "I hope I can have good luck, starting from the starting lineup."

The fighting spirit made Randall laugh.

starting?

He also wanted to start, and it can be said that he never considered that he would be excluded from the starting list by Ferguson today.

When they arrived at the restaurant, the teammates greeted them, and Randall high-fived everyone one by one, while observing everyone's mental outlook.

Cough, in fact, he can see that some of his teammates are not in a good state, he can also see that some of them are too excited, and he can also see that some of them are unconcealed, but Randall can understand that there is a big competition in it The pressure and excitement in front of them also came from Ferguson, their BOSS.

Ferguson obviously can't trust the all-pervasive media, and the starting list has not been informed to the players until now.

This is the final of the World Cup. There are only 11 people who can stand on this stage. Even if the number of substitutions is counted, there are only 14 people.Who wouldn't want to play on an occasion like this?

It is normal for everyone to be worried, but it is abnormal to not worry about it.

Randall sat down in his seat. Rooney was next door to him, and this fat man was obviously nervous. When he saw him, he asked him how he slept last night.

"Not bad," Randall said, rubbing his head.

Randall Rooney is 5 years old, but Rooney became famous as a teenager, and he became an old fritter early on. He seldom comforted and took care of the fat man. At this time, he naturally cheered Rooney, and whispered to him: "You don't have to be nervous, sure able to play."

Rooney had doubts in his eyes and wanted to know where he got the news, but when he saw Randall's determined gaze, he calmed down.

Yes, Randall is very confident that Ferguson will send the fat man on the field today.

The reason is simple. Even if the fat man can't score, his vertical impact ability is strong enough, so strong that few people can match it. As far as his impact ability is concerned, Ferguson has to let him play to put pressure on the Italian defense.

Randall's tone reassured Rooney a lot.

He originally came from Germany with an injury, but he was suspended for one game with a red card for stepping on a key part of Carvalho against Portugal.The life-and-death game against France could not be played. If Randall and Owen were not strong enough, in case England was out——

What kind of treatment did Beckham have after the 98 World Cup, he should also enjoy the same treatment, even worse!

But it is precisely because Randall and Irving are strong enough that they basically accounted for three-quarters of England's goals, which led to a question-can I play in the final?

Fatty is only 21 years old this year, how could he not think too much about it?

The old man appeared soon, but he would not announce the big list in the restaurant of the hotel, so everyone still didn't know their fate today after breakfast.

After eating, the team doctor checked Randall again, and his ankle was no longer red and swollen after physical therapy in the past two days.

The team doctor seemed to be cooperating all the time, but Randall, who looked quieter than usual, said: "Before the game, I will use skin membranes and bandages to beat your feet to give it enough support."

Randall nodded.

Many players will kick their feet before the game, and similar methods will be used in sports such as basketball and track and field to reduce the chance of injury and give their feet a support.But there are gains and losses, which will also make the players' feet less flexible.

Randall thought for a while and said: "You don't need to fix it with the cross and the horoscope, just give it a support."

He, who became a monk halfway, is not like other teammates who have already adapted to protect himself in this way before the game.

The team doctor comforted him a few more words, and then began to check Irving's knee.

Randall and Owen glanced at each other, alas, they are brothers and sisters.

After the team doctors checked the patients in the team, they came to Ferguson's room to report to him the condition of each player.

That could determine which players come on, which players play multiple games but sit on the bench in the final.Among these players, the top priority is Randall, Rooney, Owen and Ferdinand.

"Leo's groin is not aggravated, he should be able to continue playing."

"Vazza is doing well."

"Michael's knee doesn't seem to be a problem, but according to the physical fitness report, it's best not to let him play in the frontcourt just to be on the safe side."

"Randy's ankle is swollen down, but it's still painful, and he's determined - he wants to play."

"Even if his leg is broken, he will definitely say he can play!" Ferguson snorted and asked again: "Can he last the whole game?"

"This is Randy," the team doctor spread his hands, "It's a little difficult for him to play the whole game..."

In Ferguson's speechless, everyone laughed, this is the famous physical waste Randall.

If it wasn't for Clegg's special training for him before the start of the World Cup, it would be too difficult for Randall to hold on to the whole game in the scorching heat of Germany.

As a result, his physical fitness was barely qualified, and his foot was injured again.

While Ferguson was having his final thoughts, England's players were doing their final training session - yoga.

Obviously Ferguson hopes to use this method to keep the players calm and rational, prepare their bodies for the game, and avoid injuries during the game.

Speaking of yoga classes, Randall is definitely the most beloved disciple of the yoga teacher, and he is used by the teacher as a living teaching material for demonstration every time.Every now and then, everyone would tease him, and this time was no exception. Everyone had a great time complaining about it!

After yoga, it's time for lunch.

Today's lunch is all tailor-made, and it can't be called delicious, but everyone eats their own portion seriously.

After a nap, they will be off!

Randall has the habit of taking a nap, and fell asleep not long after lying in bed.When he woke up again, he was woken up by Owen. He rubbed his eyes, picked up his phone to check the time, and found several text messages in the phone.

Sender: Kaka.

Look?

dont see.

Look……

dont see.

The reason why Randall is undecided is that their opponent today is Italy, and many players in the team are teammates of the Brazilian. If Kaka turns against him at this time, wouldn't he be depressed?

Owen, who had already washed his face, saw that he was still lying on the bed and said angrily: "Are you going to confess to some good girl?"

"No," Randall said angrily after scanning the text messages when he urged him, "Michael, do you eat rabbits?"

Owen gave him a supercilious look, "Although 'Welsh Rabbit' is a famous British dish, there is no rabbit in it! How could I eat rabbit!"

Randall had already got up, patted him on the shoulder as he passed by, and said in a regretful tone: "That's a pity, you don't know what you missed."

"..."

"Win the game, how about treating you to a Brazilian roast rabbit?"

Owen, who was forcibly indoctrinated by Randall into the Chinese concept of "complementing the shape with the shape", and drank the pig's trotter soup stewed by Lao Li and gnawed on the chicken feet, stared into his eyes for two seconds and asked, "Are you sure?" tasty?"

How could Randall tolerate an Englishman doubting his cooking skills?

Immediately boasted that if it wasn't for the current competition and considering the ingredients, he would be able to go to the kitchen now.

After he finished blowing, he went to the bathroom, but Owen found himself...greedy...

Three hours before the game, the players left their hotels and headed to the Berlin Olympic Stadium.

Behind the bus, there was a huge traffic flow, and the St. George's flag was flying on the fans' cars. As the car whistled, Gary Neville, the captain, spoke.

Unlike national teams such as France and Portugal, which rely on their captains to sit down and even give speeches before the game, England has Ferguson, and Gary will not steal the job of the boss, so the captain's way of enlivening the atmosphere has his own style.

"I heard that the FA actually prepared a bus for us, do you know what it looks like?"

This topic immediately caught everyone's attention, another bus?

"Is it carrying our family? But aren't there two?" Rooney said.

Gary didn't give a shit, and quickly revealed the mystery, "It's the championship bus! The one with the roof!"

This turned everyone's emotions from nervous to high!

Randall also turned into a "hillbilly" at this time.

Celebration bus, it is a grand event that can only be held after a city-wide parade is organized after winning an important championship. If the weight of the championship is lighter, for example, Manchester United only won the league championship this season, and there is no organization.

Now the FA want to engage in a wave of carnival on the German territory?

This is really...Happy!

Randall's eyes lit up in a flash, and he asked Gary, "Shall we take it back to the airport?"

Seeing his appearance, Owen couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, intending to show off to him the carnival celebration of Liverpool's winning the five-time queen, but he swallowed the words——

His coach is Ferguson.

Gary waved his hand, "That's right! And there will be celebrations when we return to England!"

That made Randall exclaim, "Cool!"

Seeing his joyful expression, Gary endured it, and then he didn't complain about this silly boy who has never seen the world.

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