"Damn it! The security in this city is so terrible!"

Thomas Mueller complained loudly in the locker room:

"I just took a photo with a fan and threw away a wallet!"

As soon as Ram touched his pocket, he patted his thigh in surprise:

"I lost a pair of sunglasses!"

Other team members quickly checked their luggage, and almost one-third of them had things missing...

Gomez, who was combing his hair, was even more upset:

"Damn thief! Why did you steal my just customized hair wax?! How can I play in the game now?!"

"Then you can rest, Mario, I can help you play the forward position."

Long Shute smiled and teased him.

Then Gomez rolled his eyes.

"This is purely a matter of character, right?"

Ribery grinned and said gloatingly:

"Look, why didn't I lose anything? Because the fame of my Allianz king is so great that even the Italian black finger party dare not be disrespectful to me!"

Everyone rolled their eyes at him, and the teammates who were close to him even raised their middle fingers at him!

Look at the hideous scar on your face, which cuts from the corner of your eyes to the corner of your mouth. At first glance, you are a big shot in the world, an ordinary thief... Do he dare to get close to you?

"Okay, I think I have reminded you in advance that Naples is a city with poor security, but you still haven't been able to be vigilant. It's a pity..."

Assistant coach Herman Grande, who had a big belly and a shiny forehead, spread his hands open, and looked like he didn't listen to the old man's words and suffered a loss in front of him.

Then Thomas Reshke, the equipment manager in charge of the logistics, found the head coach:

"We lost twenty towels and fourteen pairs of ball boots during the luggage transfer process, and even a box of mineral water and ice..."

Heinx's forehead suddenly felt a pain.

He grabbed Reshke's collar:

"We won't even stolen the starter's jerseys, right?"

-

It was a Tuesday evening on October 18th.

Naples' home court - Sao Paulo Stadium.

Sixty thousand spectators filled the slightly old and dilapidated stadium.

They sang the fans' favorite song "Son of Angels", while nostalgicating the eternal God of Naples, Maradona, and hope that today's players can recreate their glory.

Italy may be the away game that German fans don’t like the most, because in the eyes of rigorous Germans, although people in this area know football very well, they are generally lazy and greedy, with ragged cities, depressed economy, and extremely poor public security. Football hooligans are as notorious as England, and they will even be in danger of their lives if they are not careful...

Therefore, there are not many German fans who have followed Bayern to Italy. Among the 60,000 audiences, there are only two or three thousand wearing red clothes, completely compressed into an inconspicuous corner. No matter how hard they sing their team song "Bayern no.1", they will not cause any storm.

Long Shute, who was standing near the right side of the road, looked up at the stands around him. He found many huge portraits of Maradona without surprise.

It has been more than twenty years since the Argentine football king played for Naples, but he is still the hero of this club and even the entire city, the football god.

Every football player who comes to Naples will say that he admires this football genius very much, regardless of whether they are opponents from Naples or not.

Maradona and Pele are two superstars who have surpassed the sport of football. In many places, their influence has even surpassed many domestic film and television superstars or politicians.

However... the reason why Maradona still keeps fans in Naples obsessed with it after more than 20 years is not precisely that in the past 20 years, does this city never return to its peak?

If Liverpool, AC Milan, and Ajax can be considered a down-and-out giant, Naples may not even reach this level...

"drop!"

The referee blew the whistle at the beginning of the game with force, and Bayern, who won the kick-off, took the lead in organizing the offense.

Italy's Champions League qualification has been controlled by Juventus and Milan for many years. For Bayern Munich, Naples is definitely a strange opponent and may not be different from Manchester City...

After a few kicks in the backcourt, Tymoshchuk knocked the football diagonally on the right side, Boateng, who played the right back, made a straight pass on the side, and Long Shute got the football.

Long Shute took a few steps along the sidelines. Naples' left forward Lavic had no intention of pressing close to each other, so he was able to continue to dribble the ball easily.

After all, it was just the first tentative attack. Long Shute remembered Heinx's tactical requirements. He did not open up all the fire from the beginning, but instead decisively crossed after a little observation.

At the front of Bayern are two German strikers over 186 in height. High-altitude bombing is the simplest basic skill for them.

But this also happened.

When Gomez saw his teammate on the right side sending a cross, he actually showed a surprised expression on his face - he must have regarded Long Shute as Robben who almost didn't pass the ball...

So when the football flew towards his head, Gomez was obviously caught off guard. He was unable to take the most casual posture at the first time. He didn't even have time to adjust the direction of the header shot, and the ball was hit hard in the face...

Gomes, who has always regarded himself as a romantic, unrestrained and elegant person, suddenly felt a star coming out of his eyes. His tall nose was sore at this moment, and almost all tears and snot fell down together. Then he could only hear a short muffled sound in his ears.

"puff!"

He couldn't help but open his eyes, and tears almost burst out from his eyes.

But he saw Tony Cross, who was inserted at high speed from behind Mueller, swaying his right leg vigorously at the top of the penalty area. The football that was supposed to land there had already turned into a afterimage and rushed towards the goal while rubbing the turf!

17-meter powerful shot from Cross!

Long Shute, not far away, saw it clearly. When Gomez "headed the ball back", Kroos had already rushed forward cleverly, so he felt the landing position one step earlier than Mueller, who had always been running and elusive.

Kross' movements were very small, and he completed the shooting action almost just by swinging his calf.

This shot doesn't seem to be very powerful, its absolute speed is even more mediocre, and it doesn't have the terrible effect of destroying the world visually, but it just flew into the net of the goal without any time to react...

In less than one minute and twenty seconds of the opening game, Bayern Munich broke through Naples' goal through a seemingly uncooperating cooperation!

The goal scorer is Tony Kroos, and the one who assists him is the German super striker who is wiping his nose... Mario Gomez!

Long Shute glanced at the giant portrait of Maradona fluttering in the wind over the court, and shrugged slightly:
Chapter completed!