Football: King of Penalty Area
Ch. 25 - Koln Athletics (Initial Loan)

Raynaldi woke up from his sleep, he had spent two hours in a virtual stadium and gained some experience playing with the players of Koln Athletics. However, Raynaldi still found it difficult to perform to the best of his ability in the [Simulation Game]. Because the playing style of Koln Athletics is also slightly different from Team Yunior Leverkusen SC.

If Team Yunior Leverkusen SC rely on a combination of midfield and wing breakthroughs to attack and score goals. Koln Athletics also relied on attacks from the wings to counterattack.

The formation that head coach Koln Athletics often plays is 4-3-2-1, with four defenders and three holding midfielders in formation making the only available method of attack a wing breakthrough.

According to Raynaldi this kind of formation was a bit foolish, as using only one method of attack would make it easier for the opponent to stop the counterattack of the Athletic Koln. If indeed they wanted to use this kind of single attack method they should have an attacker with good finishing ability.

Raynaldi himself feels his goalscoring ability must be above the level of the German Youth League now. However, he was also not arrogant and stupid, to the point of having the same confidence in League 2.Bundesliga.

“It looks like I still have to spend a lot of time to adapt better to the club I rented.” Raynaldi finally stood up from his bed and began doing yoga to maintain his stamina and physical condition.

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"P*rsat! Si*lan! Idi*t!" Shouted the middle-aged man who was the head coach of Koln Athletics on the sidelines.

In a football stadium that could hold 40,000 people, an attacker fell hard to the ground while fighting with an opposing defender, grinning in pain. When the middle-aged man saw his player fall, his heart sank.

“S*fuck, this is not so good..” Thought head coach Koln Athletics.

On the sidelines, the head coach can only shout, pay attention to the team doctor's gestures, the situation is very bad and he has to be replaced.

“Who will ride?” The head coach of Koln Athletics thought hard.

The head coach looked at the bench on the sidelines and called out a young man.

He didn't expect this substitute to do anything, because he wasn't even a striker, so he just told him to help the defence as much as possible.

1-0, score a lead on the pitch, as long as you maintain this lead until the end of the game, and then confirm the striker's injury as soon as possible, the others are not important.

But only imagination will be so beautiful.

At the end of the game, the head coach sits on the bench with a dead face, if not for the assistant coach's reminder, he may forget to shake hands with the opposing coach.

1-1, does not seem like the worst result, if other factors are not considered.

“Oke, let me sort out the situation I am facing now.” The head coach took out a pamphlet and turned the last page.

Seventeen games, five wins, two losses, ten draws, eleven goals, eleven conceded, twenty-five points, ninth in the league.

Now it's time to update. It was eighteen games, five wins, two defeats, eleven draws. The opponent in this draw was a third ranked team that led them by twelve points. The target of promotion to the Bundesliga this season seems to be getting away.The head coach wants to laugh helplessly, can it be worse? Maybe I'll drop out of class today.

Just now, he was looking forward to the team's first win after nine games without a win. Previously injured attacker Dario Robert scored his second goal in the league. Before he retired, everything went better.

The team of doctors came to report Robert's condition. He might be injured for two or three months.

“Ha ha ha! God will kill me! Ha ha ha ha ha!” He was almost crazy when he heard this news.

“What the fuck is this for taking soap! I can go to his uncle!” It's in the heart.

The players stared at their head coach in horror. Is this guy finally crazy? Ah, but the pressure is really too great. After eighteen games it is only ranked ninth and is twelve points away from third in the table. No one will feel uncomfortable after the change.

"Tear, you should know that we no longer have an attacker." The assistant coach said to the head coach.

"I know, I wasn't blind to the point of not being able to see that Dario was hurt." Sobek shouted loudly at his assistant.

"Why don't you go to the junior team again?" The assistant still calmly suggested to Sobek.

"No need, I've seen it, they're all beginners and won't help our position." The tear that had calmed itself down could only shake its head.

"Our wing Edward can be back in a week. He used to play as a striker in the previous team. Let him try." The assistant coach suggested.

"Edward. His absence from the sidelines greatly affected us, Danny." Sobek shook his head after thinking about it for a while.

"Yes, of course, you have the final say." Danny as an assistant coach could only agree with Sobek's thoughts.

"Maybe I won't be able to change the condition of our team right away." Sobek sighed.

"Maybe we should pray to the Rhine, I hear people used to do it for miracles." Danny started talking nonsense.

"Yes, we have to pray for a striker who can score in every game on the Rhine, so that we don't just score two, oh no, three goals, I don't know God, I don't know God, I won't hear my prayer, but I may not be able to get through it by then.” Sobek responded with another piece of crap.

The brief training meeting ended here, and the head coach walked into the office of manager of the Athletics Cologne sadly. He can only hope the club will help him find a player strong enough to cope with the condition of the fallen team.

"What! 17 Year old assailant? Indonesia's? Jurgen, don't you think I won't take players from the junior team alone? To be honest, I thought I was going crazy! Absolutely insane!" Sobek snapped at the middle-aged man in front of him. He had hoped to get good help up front, but Jurgen instead proposed a 17-year-old in January.

"Person you Sobek, our scout Abel Silva has already checked it out, let alone here, even the whole of Germany might not find a more talented young man than him!" Jurgen who saw Sobek's bad behavior also began to get angry.

“You dare say that?” Sobek was still unhappy with Jurgen's reply, he thought Jurgen would just talk nonsense to him.

“If not? Thought you? You can look for a 17-year-old who can score 35 goals in 18 games in the German Youth League?” Jurgen sneered.

"Well, you are the director, you have the final decision, I will listen to you, I hope the attacker can defend my position." Sobek still retains his position, for him the German Youth League and 2.The Bundesliga is on a much different level.

"You know, you don't have much time." Jurgen reminded Sobek of his position.

"I just hope the person you bring is useful." Sobek directly out of the office of manager of Koln Athletics.