Football God.

This is not the first time Leeds United have visited Madrid. Last season, when they challenged Atletico Madrid away, Leeds United also borrowed Real Madrid's training base.

At that time, based on the principle that the enemy of an enemy is a friend, Real Madrid treated Leeds United very well.

In addition, there is indeed a relationship between Leeds United and Real Madrid. Both Real Madrid executives and fans are cheering for Leeds United.

But this time, he was not as calm as last time.

Heinrich still chose to live in a hotel not far from the Bernabéu, and the whole thing was booked out. He had turned this place into his own property as early as a week ago, so he could live however he wanted.

This time Heinrich brought the whole team together, and no one was left behind.

On Leeds United's private jet, Heinrich did not sit with the assistant coaches as usual, but sat with Cannavaro.

"How do you feel?" This game will be Cannavaro's first time representing Leeds United, and Heinrich wants him to start, so it is natural to ask more questions.

Cannavaro seemed to be in a good mood and even had a new haircut. Seeing Heinrich coming over, the Italian defender smiled and replied: "Very good, Dr. Braque's treatment method is very effective."

Heinrich nodded, but he was not only concerned about Cannavaro's physical condition: "In the previous match against the second-tier team, what do you think of Leeds United's back line?"

Players generally seldom see through their position in the club, but top players are different. He can judge himself and his teammates to a certain extent.

It's just that in many cases it is impossible to say it clearly. After all, a team will offend people whether it is good or bad.

But this time Heinrich hopes that Cannavaro can be honest, not only to find a suitable partner for him, but also for the next tough battle.

Cannavaro looked at the children who were playing in a ball and didn't look this way, covered their mouths with their hands, and lowered their voice slightly: "Their physical fitness is good, as long as they can defend with peace of mind and be obedient, they will be very good defense line."

Don't worry, be obedient.

These two words surprised Heinrich: "Aren't they... disobedient?"

"It's not disobedient, but every player wants to score goals. Young people always like to leave their positions at inappropriate times." Cannavaro is not surprised, but his eyes have been locked on the two people .

One is Jack and the other is Schmeichel.

The former is the one who always likes to run forward, and the latter is the one who always gets tricked.

Heinrich also knew that Jack had a heart to play the whole game, and Heinrich did not restrain himself from this.

Sometimes Heinrich would even encourage him to develop near the midfield. After all, his speed was a great help when Leeds United was in an offensive situation.

But Jack is a defensive player after all, and Heinrich felt that Cannavaro's words were correct.

In the next second, he heard Cannavaro say: "There are ways, it just depends on Jack's execution."

Heinrich immediately looked at Cannavaro, and the curiosity in his eyes made Cannavaro smile inwardly.

Although my own coach has become the head coach, he is not as closed as ordinary coaches. He is still willing to listen to the players' thoughts. In fact, he is several years older than his own coach...

Cannavaro, who was suddenly shocked by his age, coughed lightly and talked to Heinrich in a low voice.

And when he got off the plane, Jack was stared at by Heinrich's thoughtful eyes, and his spine was shivering.

After nudging Schmeichel beside him with his elbow, Jack leaned on the Dane: "Hey, Casper, why does the boss keep looking at me?"

Schmeichel reached out and pushed his face in disgust: "Come on, are you pretty?"

Jack didn't speak, and turned to grab the game console in Schmeichel's hand.

For a while, the two made a fuss.

However, Guti did not speak during the whole process. From getting on the bus, getting off the bus, and staying in the hotel, Guti remained silent.

This made Kaka, who was in the same room as him, a little worried.

After packing up his things, he walked over and patted Guti on the shoulder: "Are you okay?"

Guti looked up at him and shook his head: "It's okay."

Kaka felt that he could probably understand Guti's current mood.

There are always mixed feelings when returning to the old place. Now it is Guti who is uncomfortable. After a while, when he went to Milan, it is Kaka himself who is uncomfortable.

However, Kaka is quite able to explain himself: "If you want to open up a little bit, maybe the fans at the Bernabeu can still give you applause."

"They will applaud me, as long as I play well." Guti still has this confidence.

Kaka suggested: "Or, tell the boss that you don't want to start this game?"

"No!" Guti refused, "I promised Fernando that I will play football well and set an example for my children."

Well, to deal with this person, Redondo is really better than anything else.

Kaka smiled again: "Then why are you uncomfortable?"

Guti lay on the bed with his hands and feet spread out, rolled around in a circle, and muttered on the pillow: "I was just thinking, should I pray, or my words are too clever." Say what, it's scary!

Kaka also silently took out the bible she carried with her, thinking that she had been negligent recently, maybe my lord thinks that I am not pious, and wants to give me some color?

The two people here are struggling with each other, but on the other side, Heinrich, who also has the same mouth and open light, is in a good mood.

It stands to reason that the head coaches of the two teams should minimize their calls before the game. After all, this game is a battle of focus. If they accidentally reveal something while talking, it may affect the direction of the game.

However, neither Heinrich nor Mourinho was obviously aware of this. When Heinrich called Mourinho, Mourinho connected directly.

"If you have anything to say, say it." It seemed that Mourinho was very busy, and his voice was a little rough.

Heinrich was also not polite to him, and asked directly: "How do you think the defender should be used properly?"

Mourinho raised his eyebrows vigorously, his voice full of surprise: "I said, Mr. Heinrich, you haven't forgotten that there will be a match between the two of us soon, right?"

"I haven't forgotten." Heinrich said with a smile in his voice.

Mourinho almost dropped the phone: "Adrian!"

Heinrich immediately changed his words: "Okay, okay, I just want to use this question to ask you to have a meal after the game, and you decide the place."

Mourinho snorted angrily: "That's about the same. Also, you have so many good defenders, and you ask me what to do? Cannavaro, didn't you take them all?"

Heinrich replied with a smile: "Don't talk to me, I can tell you, Jose, I will let Fabio start. This will be his first start for Leeds United." After finishing speaking, Heinrich hung up. Cut off the phone.

However, Mourinho on the opposite side frowned tightly.

Mendes is dealing with Ronaldo's salary and tax issues in Real Madrid. At this moment in Mourinho's office, he is about to take a breather and drink coffee, and he sees Mourinho with a serious face.

I seem to have heard him mention Heinrich's name just now. Is this, a quarrel?

They are all coaches under him. Mendes thought about it and felt that it would be better for him to mediate.

But just before he spoke, he heard Mourinho say: "Jorge, come here."

"Oh." Obediently walked to Mourinho and sat down, Mendes had a serious and well-behaved expression on his face, thinking to himself, don't take your anger on me... In the future, Real Madrid's business will depend on Mourinho. What about Rino...

The next second, he heard Mourinho's voice: "Do you think Heinrich is a trustworthy person?"

So frankly, he told himself the defender he was going to start, whether it was true or not, it was all psychological warfare.

This forced Mourinho to change his strategy, because with Cannavaro present, the situation of Leeds United's back and forth defense may be much reduced, so Real Madrid's offense must be changed accordingly.

But what if that person told a lie?

Mendes didn't know the cause and effect. He just wanted to say that Adrian was a rare and honest man who never lied, but before he could say anything, he looked down at the information on Ronaldo in his hand.

After thinking about it, these two people even gave away rings, but they didn't let themselves know...

For a while, I couldn't tell whether I was too stupid, or they were too concealed.

And Mendes' silence made Mourinho fall into a new round of thinking, ah, it seems that Heinrich's words are not reliable enough, then this is psychological warfare, and the intentions are so poisonous!

Not knowing that his casual remark caused the two to tangle, Heinrich went to eat without any psychological pressure, and then stared at the players for the first training in Madrid.

Obviously they can't rent Real Madrid's training ground this time, but it's not appropriate to go to Atletico Madrid, so they simply train in a private training ground.

Although the price here is expensive, fortunately, it is closed enough that ordinary reporters cannot enter.

After training, Heinrich asked the two sides to play a futsal match, focusing on Cannavaro and Andy.

Needless to say, the former has top-notch consciousness and decisive interception. Although he sometimes suffers from physical confrontation due to his height disadvantage, he has enough experience to be confused about his shortcomings.

On the contrary, it was Andy. Heinrich looked at it and couldn't help sighing: "Andy still can't keep up with the rhythm in terms of teamwork."

Makelele on the side nodded. Recently, Andy will have some games with the second team, and he will find that this person's skills are fine, his body is fine, and everything is good, except that his passing is not in place...

The speed is good but not top, the winger is not as good as Griezmann and Santos, the physical fitness is good but not top, and the defender is not good either.

This passing awareness, midfielder?Playing midfield is a pit.

It's normal for a noble boy who has never cooperated with a team to be lacking in this aspect, but if he has not been able to integrate well, then how to put him on the field this season, this is a...

But when Makelele was thinking about something, he suddenly heard an exclamation!

He looked up and saw Heinrich's surprised eyes.

Looking at the field again, Andy was standing in front of the goal with his hips akimbo, grinning at Schmeichel.

Schmeichel looked back at the football in the goal, then at Andy, and the first thing he did was give Andy a thumbs up, then got up and walked towards Jack, holding the red head in his arms , patted it hard: "Where have you been!"

"Pain, pain, pain! Help!"

Makelele didn't know what happened, and looked at Heinrich.

Then, he saw Heinrich's smile.

The blond man narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was obvious joy in his voice: "I think, I know where Andy can play."