Chapter 165: It's All the Same
April 10, 1998, Kaiserslautern, Fritz Walter Stadium.
7:30 p.m., level 3 wind, 18 degrees Celsius, fine.
Daum, who has always liked to make noises before the game, actually kept silent before the big game, and this situation was used as a gimmick by reporters to greet Rehhagel.
"Their preparation is certain, as for what kind of preparation they are going to, and what kind of level we are in their minds, we still need to verify in the competition. Of course, if the last win is used as a reason for this defeat, we will not have the intention of doing so. Therefore, he could not speak, and my attitude was the same. ”
"You can find a bunch of problems in failure, and don't make any excuses for the failure itself!"
After speaking categorically, the old man turned and left, leaving behind a bunch of fellows who looked at each other.
It is normal to meet two strong opponents in four days, and no matter which one of them is lost, it is a normal thing. In this situation, they beat Borussia Dortmund at their peak and the German Cup has become an imminent goal, which is indeed a proud achievement.
Similarly, there are not a few guys who can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour. As soon as the results of the game came out, the sunspots became active.
"Rehhagel has given up the league and is focusing on consolation prizes!"
"Rather than not playing well in both games, it is better to play the main force in the first game, so that you can not only scare the opponent, but also win a championship close at hand!"
"The promoted horse is already overwhelmed under heavy pressure, and he plans to give up the top position!"
"After winning the first game, I naturally have an excuse for the second game, and there is no shame in being bloodied!"
The list goes on and on. In the opinion of journalists. It's not just the Red Devils and Blacks who are there collectively YY.
It's good to win, but there's a reason to lose, and it's a situation that every manager obviously likes. Some willful people will also exaggerate external distractions to seek a relaxed media environment for themselves and their teams.
After all, people are not machines. Piles of negative reviews smashed on the head. It is normal for the situation to be affected, and some of them are more fragile, and they can't get out of the psychological shadow for a long time.
What the hell does Rehhagel want to do?
What are you doing with the media?
With so much pressure on himself and his disciples, are you really not afraid that the whole team will fall into the quagmire of psychological collapse?
What the media loves to do most is to stir the wind and ignite the fire. Rehhagel's tough stance may have worried some Red Devils fans, but journalists will not have the slightest sympathy.
For a while, before the game began, the guys who wanted to watch the show gathered in the press gallery at the Fritz Walter Stadium. There was a buzz.
"God, do you think I want them to win, or do you want them to lose?"
"yes, if you win, the whole of European football will be stunned. If you lose, I'll see how this guy ends up with Otto! ”
"Admit mistakes, it's just one game, what's the big deal. They only need to beat Bayern Munich away to create a miracle. ”
"It's not that simple! Victory in sight. You haven't thought about the huge pressure on the team at the top of the table. In this case, instead of taking the initiative to relieve the pressure on the players, but telling everyone that they don't make excuses when they lose, what kind of attitude is this? ”
"It's a little too ruthless. I'm really worried about their players. Unleashed this kind of cruel words before the game, once he loses, losing face is a trivial matter, and he can't run away with the consequences of wrong strategic choices! ”
"I can't run away! Since you have such high requirements for yourself and the team, you want to win the double. The responsibility for losing the big head in the end is obviously not a problem that can be solved by a sentence of 'I bear all the consequences'! ”
"Yes, he worked hard for 30 rounds, but it came to naught because of a cup match, the club didn't say anything, and the players might have to hate him!"
"I don't understand, does the promoted horse have such a thick family background to carry out this kind of toss?"
"Forget it, look at the starters, anyway, I think Otto is sad about this!"
Whether he can pass this hurdle or not, Rehhagel's confidence in his heart is less than 40% of the usual.
In the past, he would certainly not have put himself and his team in such a dangerous situation.
Now, it's different!
Well, since you've completed one, there's no reason to refuse the next one!
The old man who is about to pass the sixtieth year, since he admits that his life trajectory has been changed, of course, he must use practical actions to challenge his former self!
It's impossible to say, prove it to you!
can make him so confident, the wordy guy next to him accounts for 60%.
"BOSS, it's so handsome to watch you leave at the press conference in the locker room!"
You Mo honestly sat in the place where Lu Wei usually sits, with a look of admiration.
"A bunch of ill-intentioned guys want to find soft words from me, how can they get their wish?!" Rehhagel looked at the players who shook hands one by one, and finally locked his eyes on the guy with a smile on his lips.
"Lu Wei said bad things about you yesterday!" You Mo followed his gaze, and after confirming the target, he covered his mouth and exclaimed.
"Oh? Tell me about it! Rehhagel kept his face strained, ignoring the strange stares coming from the bench.
"I want to think about it, by the way, he said this, 'The young people are strong in recovery, and the old guys are afraid that it is a little difficult', how about it, are you angry?" Yu Mo pointed to the three old guys who were still on the field, Sheri, Schronberg, and Ruth, and his tone was full of confidence.
"It's so hateful, you dare to look down on the old man, come down and punish him for doing push-ups!" Rehhagel's face tensed, and his voice was loud.
Bern on the side couldn't bear to look directly, and saw the guys on the bench who tried to watch the show, looking listless, so he made a decisive move.
"Okay, you two, take a break, I'll do an interview, how about it?"
The smiling tiger actually turned into a reporter, and he wanted to interview these two flavors, this kind of good thing can't be missed!
Bremer, Kadlerchi, Barak, Bena, Saget, all with their ears pricked up.
"Me?" Rehhagel had obviously forgotten the previous agreement, and when he was happy, his train of thought was interrupted, and he suddenly short-circuited.
"Yes." You Mo looked sincere.
"Otto, do we have a secret?" Bern obviously didn't think that his good comrades-in-arms had become a stone in the way, and he had a headache for a while.
"Oh yes, it's you!" Rehhagel leaned back decisively, letting his face disappear from view.
The camera curiously catches up on the guys who don't know what the hell they're up to.
"Interview me? Not suitable, right? I've just turned 18. You Mo's eyes widened and he blinked.
"Yes, it's you, tell me why you became a father at the age of 18 and married three wives!" Bern completely ignored the cameras sweeping back and forth, and his mouth was very slippery.
"Well, I confess, I have made a mistake of principle and have become the public enemy of men. Ah, whistle blowing! You Mo bowed his head and pleaded guilty, raised his head, pointed to the field, and exclaimed, "We actually kicked off first, the Danes are too smart!" ”
"Picking a side is supposed to be the power of the guy who guessed the coin win, are you mistaken?" Bern was indeed rounded in and opened his mouth to correct it.
"By the way, BOSS, when did you plan to become a head coach, and did you have a big dream at that time?" You Mo nodded violently for a while, and turned his head to ask the guy next to him.
"You asked Heathfield this question, and it turned out that he left Dortmund, what are your plans to ask at this time?" Rehhagel had apparently been listening to the conversation between the two as well, and did not hesitate to ask rhetorically when asked.
"yes, if you complete the miracle slam, will you be like him?" Instead, You Mo paused before answering.
"Huh?"
"I mean, will the challenge here keep you fighting as always?" You Mo glanced at the complicated eyes on the bench, and the voice he tried to make was a little difficult.
"Yes." A smile hung on the corner of Rehhagel's mouth, and he turned his head to look at a group of people, old and young, "Challenges are everywhere, as long as you have a heart, there will always be a goal that needs to be accomplished." Only when your heart is tired, you can't face difficulties calmly, and you lose your desire for victory, will you feel tired. ”
"Hopefully, so will you." (To be continued......)