It turned out that there were more than 20 men in a circle in the locker room, listening to the suspended Frings say: "Men, there are many reasons why we are in the semifinals, why we should win. First, the fight, until complete exhaustion; second, absolute will, never conceding the ball, no fights; third, courage, play with everything we can, and we're awesome; fourth, we're a team and we win games together Let's go out now and clean up that shit."
That's a detail I didn't notice the first time around. I don't understand German, but just by looking at the Chinese translation, I can guess that the original words are probably foul words that women would be embarrassed to hear.
Before I could comprehend the words, I was deeply engulfed by the atmosphere. The camera swept over Podolski, Lahm, and Schweinsteiger, who were only newcomers that year. The camera swept over the absolute core of that year, Barack and Klose, and the camera swept over the cards that have faded out of our sight for a long time. En, Lyman, Schneider, Neuville.
Now Ballack has become the target of public criticism. The battle between Klose and Gomez can always divide German fans into two camps. Today's Bayern main team is firmly grasping not only this team, but also Loew's heart.
And now Frings, only after Baidu has found out, has long traveled to the new continent where Klinsmann and Beckham are located, a land without fairy tales and legends.
I often joke that when I see the current German team, apart from liking it, I don’t have too much enthusiasm, because when I see them, the only thing I can think of is the 10-year World Cup. Unfortunately, the memory of that year’s World Cup is only limited to the right. The Argentina game, because this game reminds me of a greater matchup six years ago.
Those who watched the German-Afghan War 6 years ago must have become German fans, right? In this European Cup, the person who questioned the blood and will of the German team is not mean, but must have seen the header of Klose's 79 points and knew the weight of that header. All I know is that when I was behind in Germany that year, looking at the faces of everyone on the field, I was convinced that a miracle would happen. Until the appearance of the long-lost gram-style header, until that magical little note, and even the penalty shootout that people talked about enough to go down in history, everything came naturally and was irresistible.
Also, that's why the German-Italian match six years ago was so unforgettable. The final two-minute rout was far more disappointing than the lackluster game from start to finish a few days ago.
At that time, some people said that the cunning Lippi was indeed better than Klinsmann, but after the game, the camera followed Klinsmann for a minute, and it was impossible to see what the young marshal was thinking. His tactics were a mystery. Until this movie showed the whole summer before and after, the rigorous Germans were still unable to fully measure the heart of the man with the drawing formulas and symbols that they have always been good at.
He made the German tank, which was only organized and tactical, merged with lust and reached new heights of will.
When Brahms wrote the "German Requiem", the sheet music was torn page by page; after the World Cup in Germany six years ago, those who cursed Klinsmann before the game were afraid that they would have to read one book at a time. Write locally. This man is full of mystery, but he is full of charm from head to toe.
Six years later, Loew, who played a supporting role next to Klinsmann, had already lost his former demeanor and confidence in the face of Mario who played his cards unreasonably.
His tactics are piled up with thick data and numbers, but they are just as hard to see through.
Klinsmann said: "We could be at a disadvantage on the battlefield, we could be down 0-1, no problem at all, no problem, with body language, what body language? Lucas? Chest up! If something happens, stand up for me," Klinsmann said. Come back, chase it back, there is no problem at all."
Pointing to the injured Ballack, he said: "We have to run aggressively, to control, to dare to attack and defend. But we have to be disciplined, and for this we need our captain." The
Germans have long regarded that team as a national pride and symbol . Because this is the German spirit.
Instead of letting a person who is obviously not in good form indulge in the shadow of missing a penalty kick in the Champions League final, nor let him say at a press conference: "As long as I can beat Italy, I am willing to sit on the bench" such depressing words.
Loew really shouldn't have left at this time, and even CCTV's commentary used Faye Wong's lyrics to excuse him.
But in just 6 years, Love buried the "dream team" by various means.
This team began to play tricks with their feet backwards, but lost the set ball and long-range defense and counterattack. The most important thing is that this team that was younger than the year heard more praise than the year before, but lost the creation of fairy tales early. Ability.
While the German Football Association is pressing public opinion to rectify Loew's name, there must be countless German fans in Berlin, Munich, Cologne Cathedral, and the harbour of Hamburg who are irresistibly missing Klinsmann and that summer. He raised his eyebrows and was saddened.
Every summer is a memory. Six years ago, in the fireworks in Stuttgart, Klinsmann, who was carrying the third runner-up medal, would definitely think of the Italian summer of 1990; Klose, who was late this year, would definitely think of the 2002 that turned out on the bench. teenager.
I wonder if Loew would be like me, in the face of the flash of the media, thinking of the fairy tale 6 years ago for a moment. This is nothing to be ashamed of, this movie should be shown to the whole team. Most of them were still working in the amateur and youth teams at the time.
Then tell them why there should be enough respect and trust for the few veteran players on the team like Klose; tell them that football is a team sport, and even those on the bench should be full of enthusiasm; tell them that remembering is actually a At a new starting point, the Germans are not afraid of the difficulties and obstacles ahead, and they should also accept the past experience and current failures generously; tell them that many things on the field are beyond the technology itself. These things, the Samba people call it romance. , the Spaniards call it passion, the English call it a star, and we Germans call it absolute will.
This is the true German spirit.
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