
Chapter 32 The Stranger who arrives at Hoffenheim
A week went by quickly.
on September 14, Hoffenheim ushered in the first round of the German Cup.
And their opponent is the German C team, Saarbrucken!
For an amateur team, this is an invincible opponent. After all, they had once played in the second tier, even if they were to field all the substitutes, this was not something a small amateur club could face.
There have been a lot of surprises at the German Cup, but most people don't think that Hoffenheim can do it .
Even with Hoffenheim's consecutive victories, Saarbrucken did not look at the team at all.
Saarbrucken's public relations department also told the media that they would concentrate on promotional preparations, instead of playing meaningless games.
Head coach Saarbrucken Ali even said that against Hoffenheim, they only needed to field a reserve player.
Zhang Xian naturally heard these words, but he just kept quiet to respond, after all, the media would not notice him.
His voice would not be considered the other party at all.
However, the words of coach Saarbrucken Ali infuriated the Hoffenheim players.
Before the war, the morale of the players was very good.
Starting in the afternoon, Hoffenheim became busy.
On one hand, Mary began to accept the Saarbrucken club, arranging for them to step on the pitch and introduce the dressing room.
On the other hand, Zhang Xian began receiving broadcast teams of German TV stations, leading them to familiarize themselves with the stadium, and installing cameras in various locations to photograph.
However, he did not expect that it was very little.
There are only three media, and none of them are national media.
So, the German 3rd division team is not too channeled.
Under the media interview, Zhang Xian spoke fluently, he described the atmosphere of the team from the lively village.
At the same time, Zhang Xian also said that the entire village started fundraising activities, and everyone had to tighten their belts to renovate the stadium.
Due to insufficient funds, the club could only sell star players.
Finally, Zhang Xian led the media into the seedy, flat office building and introduced that this was the location of their office.
The dilapidated office building stands in stark contrast to the renovated stadium. Right now, the media could not help but believe Zhang Xian's words earlier, and at the same time were moved by their love of football.
In the evening, Hoffenheim was getting crowded.
Residents all over the village began to arrive, all wearing Hoffenheim cage uniforms and walking along the weekend STAN.
Hoffenheim's main road was converted into a snack road.
There are all sorts of items for sale, beer, snacks, toys, jerseys, pilling, etc.
The media also watched this scene, feeling quite new.
Especially the flow of people who were gradually arriving, the lively scenery made their mood even more elevated.
Even the fans of Saarbrucken who came from far away were amazed.
A van came, and the car was parked on the side of the road, and Randy got out of the car and exclaimed with gusto; "Here we go!"
Four or five young people came out of the van. They saw fireflies and crowded streets in front of them, exclaiming, "Here is very much alive!"
Yes, to a certain extent, this place is more lively than the pedestrian streets of the big cities, and it is more like a village.
George was also surprised to see this scene, he could not understand Randy's words before, he thought it was a regular ball game.
But he did not expect it to be a little strange here.
Five people plunged straight into the crowded snack road, Randy taking the lead, looking around happily.
Some people here talk loudly, some people here toast each other when they meet, and some people laugh and joke.
Everyone wore blue shirts, with a small number of Saarbrucken fans interspersed with purple jerseys, but both sides got along very harmoniously.
Five people walked to the jersey stand and stopped, Randy could not turn away from the jersey stand.
He wanted Morsi's jersey in his dream.
He just doesn't know if his money is enough.
Thinking of this, Randy turned his head and said; "George, Ur, Cox, Potter, lend me money!"
Hearing this, the four of them shook their heads quickly and said: "No!"
"Fart, you guys just received a paycheck today."
At this moment, George said helplessly; "The jersey is very expensive."
"But I only want one, don't worry, I'll pay you back when I get a paycheck later"
In desperation, George could only borrow money.
The older sister of the stall raised her head and glanced at Randy, and smiled: "Are you a Morsi fan?"
"Yes!" Randy patted his chest and said: "I admire Morsi, he's a hitman in the penalty area, and I like players like him!"
The stall sister smiled, took out the No. 9 soccer jersey and handed it over, saying: "Here we go."
Randy quickly picked it up, slipped the gloves on his body, turned his head and said: "How? A handsome? No. 9, same number as the bald one from Brazil!"
George and the others rolled their eyes in annoyance.
Randy turned his head happily and asked; "How much does it cost?"
The older sister who set up the stall smiled and said, "it's free."
Randy wondered: "Why?"
"Because you're also a Hoffenheim fan, we're family, this is for you!"
Hearing this, Randy was so moved that he pointed to the four people behind and said, "What about them?"
The older sister guarding the stall smiled and said, "Are they also Hoffenheim fans?"
"Yes, they're all Morsi fans!"
George and the others argued in their hearts: we are not!
The five men got their wish and wore Morsi jerseys.
In the crowd, Randy was so excited that he couldn't help but shout: "Hoffenheim! Live long!"
After shouting, the entire street of hawker suddenly became silent.
Everyone turned their eyes and looked at Randy, which surprised Randy.
What's going on ?
At this moment, there was a muscular man who came up with a grin and hugged Randy.
The muscular man said: "Tell me again!"
“Hah?” Randy's a little freaked out.
“Said yell again!” repeat the strong man.
Randy was a little confused, and could not help but whisper: "Hoffenheim, long life?"
Long live ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ——
The next second, the entire street boiled.
Everyone raised their hands high, and a huge sound wave erupted.
Randy was stunned, but the next second it seemed like there was a stream of electricity flowing through his body that made him shiver.
They raised their hands one by one. This scene made his heart thump, and he felt like he was about to explode.
Absolutely right! That's how it feels!
Randy, feel like he's found his favorite team !
This is the team he has loved for life!
Immediately, Randy took a deep breath, raised his hand, and said tremblingly: "Hoffenheim! Live long!"
Hoffenheim! ! ! Live long! ! ! ! !
In the office building, Zhang Xian and Mary watched this scene through the window.
Zhang showed a faint smile, while Mary continued to curse.
"Free tickets! Free shirts! Loss, loss! This would have cost tens of thousands of euros!"
Zhang Xian turned his head silently, when did this girl become a double eye?
Is it true that a treasurer is this type of person?
At 17:00 , 'Jurgen Stadium' looked like daylight under some lights.
The stadium is full of seats. After the emergency expansion, the Jurgen Stadium can accommodate 4,000 people.
Except for the West Stand, the remaining three stands were Hoffenheim fans, and they were already full.
It could be said that for this match, Hoffenheim sent the entire village.
Hoffenheim has a total population of 3,000 people. Under the premise that the game is free and open to the public, the residents of Hoffenheim have come and all entered the stadium. Counting fans from other villages, there were a total of over 3,100 people.
On the other hand, Saarbrucken looked little, and since it was the first round of the German Cup, only over 200 people came.
The entire stadium was like a blue ocean, and only a small portion of the purple color represented Saarbrucken fans.
The big clock shows at 17:00, and the players from both sides start to enter the field.
At the same time, Zhang Xian stood on a tall platform, holding a walkie-talkie in his hand, saying solemnly; "Seculua prepare!"