Chapter 764 Desire!

This year is an odd-numbered year, and there are no world competitions.

Therefore, the Champions League final is naturally the most important and most watched game of the year.

Many TV stations have already connected to the live broadcast!

The rainbow bridge lights at Wembley Stadium are shining down, and the whole stadium is as bright as day.

In addition to setting up a large number of cameras in the stadium, the production unit of the live broadcast signal of the game even has two drones outside the stadium to capture the scene of the stadium for the TV station.

The camera revolves around Wembley Stadium, the stadium is brightly lit and the picture is beautiful!

The picture taken by the drone swept across the roof of Wembley Stadium and finally settled on the green stadium!

At this point, the Manchester City players walked into the dressing room.

They are more familiar with the stadium than Dortmund. At this time, in the locker room, relaxing music is playing, the coaches put things on the table, and the players' jerseys are also hung on their respective wardrobes.

The locker rooms of the two teams were filmed separately before the telecast.

Every player's jersey was swept through the camera, and on the jerseys of some key players, the picture was frozen for a second or two.

Now, the neat locker room has become a little messy.

This is the normal dressing room before the game, and it doesn't make it any more special because it's a Champions League final.

The players changed into their warm-up clothes.

But instead of going out right away, he was resting.

Some of them wear headphones and immerse themselves in their own world.

Some were chatting with their teammates in a low voice, some were reading a certain novel, or simply sitting in their seats in a daze.

Kaka pointed to the sky with his hands and closed his eyes in prayer.

He is a devout Catholic.

In a locker room, everyone is busy according to their own habits.

Assistant coach Moya was watching the time, when the time came, he stood up,

Tell the players to go out and warm up.

After the players left, Gao Bo walked into the locker room.

Before each game, it was his alone time.

Under normal circumstances, he will use this time to brew his emotions and consider what he should say in the last mobilization before the start of the game.

The empty locker room fell silent.

He could vaguely hear the cries from the stands.

Gao Bo pulled a chair over, then sat on it, the back of the tin box chair with a comfortable back, his hands resting on the back of his head, he leaned back slightly and looked at the blank speed board in front of him.

This time, he didn't think about anything.

He was just dazed in the locker room,

The Champions League final is no stranger to him.

He still remembers his first Champions League final, when he took care of everything and arranged everything.

When the players went to warm up, he even made a draft of the pre-match mobilization, and then let himself memorize it in the bathroom.

He irritated his face with cold water in the bathroom to avoid getting too nervous and timid in front of the players.

All of this is only in this short period of time, the world-renowned head coach, the softest side of himself, in a place no one can see, revealing him slightly, carefully.

Since as a head coach, he has to wrap himself in a hard shell all the time, not to expose his weaknesses, to always give the players a reassuring expression and look, and to show confidence and confidence at all times.

Now, there is only one person left.

Gao Bo was alone, enjoying a moment of solitude.

At the same time, he also found that he seemed to lose his tension.

This is the Champions League final! !

In any case, you should be excited!

Could it be that the victories one after another have numbed and paralyzed themselves?

He doesn't have the nervousness of playing in the Champions League for the first time? !

This is a crisis!

Gao Bo realized this.

Am I satisfied?

Gao Bo asked himself.

He simply stood up and looked at the cabinets of the players around him.

He walked past every player's position.

Then slightly opened the locker room door.

on the stands of the stadium.

The cheers of the fans roared from the door.

Like a storm.

Blow Gobo's hair back and rock it.

The jerseys in the locker room also seemed to be moved by the whistling wind.

Gao Bo listened carefully.

This is the song of Manchester City fans

This is the song of the Dortmund fans

cheering, roaring, screaming

Such as swords and swords, gold and iron horses.

Gao Bo touched his heart.

He's still beating.

He jumps faster and faster!

The body is warming up!

The blood is roaring!

Gao Bo raised his head and suddenly laughed.

what!

Ha ha! !

Gao Bo laughed! !

That's what it feels like! ! !

It's still beating!

It's still hot-blooded!

As long as you think about it, you can stand there!

Gao Bo's whole body's blood began to surge up!

He is still full of excitement, full of blood, full of love for football!

By the time the players returned, they seemed to have noticed the difference in their coaches.

Wait until everyone is back in the locker room, change their clothes, and sit in their seats, waiting for the coach to say something.

This seems to be a procedure that must be carried out before every game starts.

No matter what Gao Bo said, as long as he said it, the players would feel at ease and feel that the preparations before the game were fully adequate.

It's like the last check, the last drop of oil on a formula car, before it's pushed onto the track.

"It's really smooth." Gao Bo clapped his hands, attracting the attention of all the players.

"It's been an amazingly smooth season, guys, are you used to winning, and have you lost your blood and passion for winning?" Gao Bo asked while looking at his men.

The players thought it was the head coach testing them, and responded loudly: "No!! We are still full of passion!!"

Gao Bo laughed.

Yeah, this is Manchester City.

They reached the Champions League final for the first time.

What they were thinking about at this moment was probably the taste of kissing the Champions League trophy.

They haven't gotten anything yet.

How can I lose my passion?

But after that?

What if they lift a second, or even a third trophy?

Gao Bo hurriedly took his mind back.

Now is not the time to think about that.

"We won everything, this is the last game of the season and the most crucial game. We have never played against Dortmund, but we will not be afraid of them!"

"We are fully prepared!"

"We are strong and we are full of pride!"

"We are also full of desire!"

Gao Bo looked at a pair of eager eyes.

did not continue.

What else does he have to say?

This is the Champions League final! !

Look at the eyes of these players, look at their eager eyes!

Gao Bo stopped.

Open the door.

The sound of the stands squeezed into the dressing room.

"Just now, I was standing at the door, listening to the sound of the stadium, which made my blood boil."

"Are you, too, eager to hear this voice?"

"Yes!! We crave!!"

The players exclaimed.

Gao Bo laughed!

"Very good!!! Then come on stage now and use victory! and championship! to fulfill your desires and fulfill your dreams!!"

Gao Bo pulled the door completely open!

The players stood up one by one, holding their heads proudly, and walked past Gao Bo.

It's like a soldier walking past his commander!