number one striker

Chapter 45
"I received news that Mr. Hrubesch, the head coach of the U21 international team, will come to the scene in person to inspect Freiburg's right back Daniel Schwab. This is a great opportunity for you. Perform well and try to let Hrubesch remember your name."

At noon yesterday, Royce's agent called to inform him of the news.

The presence of Hrubesch made Royce a little nervous.

He knows that compared with his peers Ozil, Khedira, Dejaga and others who have become famous in the Bundesliga, his stage is too small and the exposure is not enough.This time, if Hrubesch can be made aware of his existence, and even be selected for the U21 national team in one fell swoop, it will be of great help to increase his popularity and get a bigger contract.

The team is in good shape recently. The failure in the last game can only be regarded as a small mistake. Instead, all the players have increased their concentration and become more active in training.

Sometimes, however, dawn can be more daunting than hopelessness, and that's the case with Royce right now.

In the 7th minute of the opening, Tion took the risk of rushing to grab the opponent's midfielder. After successfully stealing the ball, the red and white Allen trident immediately pulled horizontally. For a while, Freiburg couldn't find who the receiver was.

Caesar huddled with Daniel Schwab on the left, and the Grand Cross mingled in the middle. Royce unknowingly made a breakthrough from the gap on the right, and Tion immediately picked a pass behind the opponent.

This is an excellent opportunity for Royce, and the fat white man Hamit can't help sticking out his head, watching Royce who is about to stop the ball in the penalty area.

Sarah also raised her little hand.

Marco!Get in!
Hrubesch and Pezzaioli in the stands widened their eyes with interest, but Royce didn't stop the kick, and directly knocked the ball out of the baseline.

"Ah!" Grand Cross, who was preparing to make a supplementary shot in the middle, couldn't help shouting a few words regretfully when he saw this substandard stop.Fat white Hamit had the same expression as Sarah, staring at Royce as if he was meeting Royce for the first time.

"Haha, let me just say, how good are the Bundesliga Bundesliga players?" Hrubesch curled his lips, but his friend Pezzaioli joked: "It seems that there is one person who won the Bundesliga Bundesliga Golden Boot, right?"

In 1977, after the red and white Essen was relegated, Hrubesch still chose to stay with the team and helped the team score 42 goals in the second division in the following season.

Hearing this, Hrubesch twisted his body: "Can he compare with me?"

"Yes, yes, you are the best." Pezzaioli shrugged.

Royce, who missed an excellent opportunity, waved to his teammates apologetically, indicating that I will take the blame.

Caesar also walked back regretfully. Although Royce missed the goal, he still had a chance to win the bet with Sarah.But the opponent is Freiburg, who is currently ranked first in the Bundesliga Bundesliga. Any missed opportunity may cause the team to lose.

Compared with the bet with Sarah, it is obvious that the interests of the team should be put first.

Maybe Marco hasn't warmed up yet.

Sara comforted herself so much that soon Royce got a second chance.

Freiburg's defense was impenetrable, and the home team's trident did not find a good opportunity for a while. Instead, the full-back Schafrath took advantage of the visiting team's position too far, and scored twice in a row from outside the penalty area, both of which had very significant effects.

If it weren't for the goalkeeper's concentration, the second attack might have flown into the dead corner as he wished.

Caesar nestled in the penalty area and was about to make a follow-up shot. The goalkeeper's save missed the ball far and landed at his feet.

Daniel Schwab was quick to post it right away.

His height of 186cm is not much taller than Caesar, but the difference in strength helped him to open Caesar very quickly.

Depend on!What did this guy grow up on!Why so much strength!

Such a thought flashed through Caesar's mind before he fell to the ground, and then he poked the ball out with all his might.

Even if you squeeze me, I won't let you comfortably handle the ball!
Caesar's poke misses the goal, but by coincidence it rolls to Royce's feet.

Freiburg coach Robin Dutt was so scared that his eyes almost popped out of his eyes. Today's tactics are a bit conservative, in order to prevent Kaiser and Royce.

During the start of the game, their own offense did not open up. If Red and White Allen scored another goal, it would be a bad day.

Daniel Schwab wanted to stop him again, but the insidious Caesar secretly pulled him by the hand. Schwab staggered and almost lost his center of gravity, and also lost control of Royce.

"Hit the door!"

The big cross was stuck by the opponent's defender, and only one mouth could move all over his body.

However, Royce once again wasted this opportunity that was close at hand.

His all-out blow was missed, and he almost flew into the air.

The Freiburg players rushed to make a clearance. Although they didn't know what the No. 11 was doing, the whole Freiburg team silently thanked his family in their hearts.

Royce, who lost his center of gravity, fell to the ground, his eyes were a little dazed, as if he didn't know what happened.

Freiburg tried to counterattack but was preempted by Niels Derling and received a yellow card himself.

Uke gave a sigh of relief. When Delin fouled just now, there were five players from Freiburg in the backcourt of Red and White Allen.This kind of fast counterattack like a mad dog is really scary. If they are allowed to successfully break through, they don't know what will happen.

"What happened to Marco today?" Sara stood on the stand, looking worriedly with her lovely eyes.

Kugel scratched his scalp: "This is really bad, he won't strain it?"

Seeing that Royce did not get up for a long time, the team doctor Wolfgang Holtz (Wolfgang Holtz) was also a little nervous, standing on the sidelines waiting for the call.

"Marco! Are you okay!" The big cross waved his hand in front of his eyes. This guy seems to have lost his soul today. What happened?
Royce didn't answer, which worried Grand Cross even more.

"Get off!"

Caesar pushed the Grand Cross from behind, and the latter almost stepped on Royce.

Sarah's eyes widened and she saw Caesar bent over and grabbed Royce by the throat.

"Hey, hey! What are you doing! Let go of your dog's paw!"

The fat white man Hammit also yelled in a sharp voice: "What's going on! Has Luther's violent temper finally got sick?"

Assistant coach Haymes opened his mouth wide: "Caesar! It's a game now! What are you doing?!"

Just when everyone thought that Caesar was going to fight Royce, this kid just touched Royce's throat.

"There's an Adam's apple, I thought it was a girl, play a ball, how did Struth fall in love with you?"

Royce looked up, and Caesar looked over with disdain.

(End of this chapter)