Although there are still five days left before the weekend's game, the forest court and the training ground have already been covered with battle posters with pharmaceutical factories.

Zheng Zhi, Yang Chen, Schneider, and Fjottoft's avatars appear in every corner, with passionate words written next to the avatars.

"Fight! Go towards the third victory!"

"The eagle, never stop!"

With 2 wins, 2 draws and 3 losses in 7 rounds, 8 points, Frankfurt has temporarily escaped from the relegation zone and is still ranked 13th in the standings. According to previous experience in relegation in the Bundesliga, 35 points is an average safety line. So Frankfurt will at least score 27 points in the next 27 rounds of the league, which means an average of 1 point in one round. Of course, this is just relative. Maybe 35 points have already relegated by then, and maybe 35 points cannot relegate...

The rules of relegation in the Bundesliga are also a little different from other leagues. The last two are relegated to the second league, and the third place last are relegated to the third place in the second league, so if you are the third to the last, you still have the chance to stay in the first league.

The opponent Leverkusen, who played at home on the weekend, was the runner-up of the Bundesliga last season. This year, he also participated in the European Championship Cup after the expansion. The team is in a state of great momentum, and both at home and abroad, the results are quite good. The Champions League has the opportunity to break through in the group, and ranks behind Bayern in China.

In 1996, the famous coach Dom returned from Turkey to coach and reorganized the broken mountains and rivers of Leverkusen. After Dom took over, he focused on the main force's full attack and defense style, and strictly governed the army, which made the entire Leverkusen team look brand new. It was from this season that Leverkusen began to gradually replace Dortmund to face off against Bayern Munich. 1998 was the first year of the expansion of the European Champions League. Since Leverkusen won the Bundesliga runner-up, they also had the opportunity to compete in the highest-level club event in Europe for the first time in history.

Faced with such an opponent, Frankfurt still wants to win! But isn’t the same as the opponent Leverkusen’s idea? Daum’s team also aims at 3 points because they want a league championship!

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“sh-it!”

Schuster, who joined the coaching staff on the first day, swearing in the American style and expressing his personal dissatisfaction with Frankfurt's training.

"What can this team do?"

"This is the worst team I've ever seen."

"These guys shouldn't play professional football, so I'd better do something else."

Eman Trout next to him had a dark face, and Ebert was not much better. The two looked at each other and really wanted to beat Schuster.

"Birnd, you will be sad for the children to hear these words." Ebert reminded.

"I'm telling the truth." Schuster shrugged, looking indifferent.

"That No. 15, do you tell me that he has a great future? Is there no talent in Germany now? No wonder that Lotal Mattus is still in the national team. Haha, the German midfielder talent is so bleak, and there is no one to find a guy like him." Ebert smiled coldly and mocked Schneider and the German team. Even Mattus was not taken seriously.

He does have this capital. Even if he laughed at Mattus, to put it bluntly, the reason why Mattus was able to take the national team so early was because he refused the national team's call and gave Mattus a chance. Mattus is his replacement...

"..." Emmantrout and the others were silent again.

"That number 15 is not as good as number 39." Schuster added.

"Well!"

"Do you think so?" Ebert's eyebrows slightly raised.

"It's just a little better, not much better."

“…”

Chatting with Shuster is so tiring! If you don’t want to take the young man, Eman Trout really wants to drive him out of the training ground.

"No. 15 is obviously produced by the German assembly line. It has solid basic skills and is very reasonable in handling the ball, but the thinking is routine and there is not much room for growth."

"No. 39 is also good at technology, broad vision, and a good overall view, but I feel that I have a lot of ideas. I don't trust my teammates and myself very much. The rhythm control is too tender. It can be seen that he wants to control the whole game, but he is not determined enough, and... his teammates are all pigs."

All teammates were pigs, and they killed a boat of people with one blow. The comments about Schneider and Zheng Zhi were considered high and polite enough!

"this……"

"Change it. No matter how much you take on the 15th, you can't afford to take Frankfurt. However, if you let No. 15 be the helper of No. 39, the effect will be different. If you train the 39th, you will be at least the same level as Magath. Although your performance is not outstanding, it is enough in Frankfurt."

Magath, enough...

Ebert and Trout were really unable to help it. In Shuster's eyes, who could he like? Mattus and Magath were not in his eyes. It turned out that Magath was suitable for a team of Frankfurt. After Keegan left Hamburg, he could still lead the team to win the championship. He also served as the core of the German national team for one or two years.

Maybe only Baiberizico and Socrates can make him recognize it, after all, these two are his idols...

"Then I'll leave the 39th to you?"

"I can't talk to Koreans, damn Korean."

“He is Chinese.”

"Chinese? Ah, that's even more damn."

“He speaks English.”

“That can be considered.”

...

After the training match, he looked at head coach Eman Trout and Shuster beside him, with the same light on his eyes. But he dared not get close to them.

"Zheng, do you know who the guy next to the boss is?"

"?" Zheng Zhi followed his gaze, "That guy with a beard? I don't know him."

"He is a German legend,"

"My idol."

Schneider's eyes were full of reverence, but unfortunately, in the eyes of his idol, he was not a big deal. If he knew how Shuster had just evaluated him, he would not know if he would regret treating Shuster as an idol.

"Uh, who? There are so many legends in Germany." Zheng Zhi couldn't remember who this guy was. He remembered a lot of German celebrities, but he really had no impression of this look. Of course, if it was Shuster twenty years later, he would definitely recognize him because he happened to be the opponent's coach in Dalian Yifang...

"Bernard Schuster."

"I think he is the strongest player in Germany's history, stronger than Beckenbauer."

"Ah, it's him." Zheng Zhi's expression became serious in an instant, and then he said from the bottom of his heart, "He is indeed a German legend."

But at this time, shouldn't Schuster be preparing to retire and start his coaching career at a certain German second-tier club? How could he be in Frankfurt?
Chapter completed!