Chapter 29 I Just Want to Have a Good Sleep

"Ah~~~ What a pity! Arsenal did not win this game. Dortmund defeated Arsenal 2:1 at their home stadium. The two teams currently have the same points. Arsenal leads by one goal difference and is temporarily ranked first in the group. Google search reading"

Accompanied by the commentator's words, the fourth round of the Champions League group stage came to an end.

Klopp led his Dortmund to fight against Arsenal at home.

Throughout the game, Arsenal's performance in the frontcourt was very good, but the back line was a bit lame.

Gibbs and Koscielny made frequent mistakes, resulting in Dortmund's attack as if there was no one in the world. Even if Lekai tried hard to block, he still couldn't save Arsenal's back line.

In the stadium, Dortmund fans were cheering and singing.

Lekai looked at Koscielny and others helplessly with his hands on his waist. He didn't know what happened to these two people.

They were sleepwalking throughout the game.

The state of the first two games was very good, but suddenly something went wrong.

The state is unpredictable, and sometimes it will suddenly appear. There is nothing Lekai can do about it. He can only hope that Koscielny and Gibbs can adjust quickly.

In any case, they suffered their first defeat in the Champions League group stage!

This also led to the same points between Arsenal and Dortmund.

Lekai was about to turn around and go back to the locker room, and suddenly felt someone patted him.

He turned his head and saw that Reus smiled and picked up his jersey and shook it.

‘Change jerseys? ’

Lekai also smiled.

The two took off their jerseys and exchanged them.

Lekai: “You played very well.”

Reus responded in not very fluent English: “You caused us a lot of trouble.”

Lekai hung the jersey on his shoulders and shrugged; “But we still lost!”

Reus smiled and said; “Are you interested in playing in Dortmund?”

Reus had a good feeling for Lekai. Although the two were opponents, the game was over now.

In addition to the game, he felt that he and Lekai could be good friends.

Lekai smiled and said, "It's also a good choice for you to come to Arsenal."

Hearing this, the two smiled again, clenched their fists, and gently touched each other.

"Good luck in the knockout round!"

"You too!"

After that, the two went back to the locker room separately.

In the locker room of Arsenal, the players were in low spirits. Losing a game always makes people feel sad.

Lekai noticed that Koscielny and Gibbs were not in the locker room. They were probably called out by Wenger for a talk.

After a while, Wenger came in, followed by Koscielny and Gibbs with a wry smile.

Obviously, this was a lesson!

Wenger clapped his hands and said, "Okay! Boys, we won't stay in Germany for too long. We will go back to London directly in the evening. You guys get ready!"

Everyone nodded and began to pack their luggage silently.

After losing the game, there was no interest at all.

It was already 10 o'clock when we returned to the training base. On the first day, Wenger said nothing and let the players leave to rest.

After all, they were physically exhausted after playing the game.

The next day, after the morning training, the entire Arsenal team spent the entire afternoon in the tactical room.

Under Wenger's leadership, they reviewed the fourth round of the Champions League group stage.

Wenger explained almost frame by frame, which point was handled well and which point was not handled well.

The problem appeared there!

Why did they lose the game, etc.

He explained all this very thoroughly.

The Arsenal players also listened very carefully.

They carefully analyzed the reasons for the loss and the existing problems. Every player expressed his own opinions and the problems in the game.

These are what Arsenal needs to solve.

The whole meeting lasted for 4 hours. When they walked out, the sky had begun to turn red and night was about to fall.

Arsenal players began to leave one after another.

Lekai did not leave the training base, but chose to stay and continue to practice.

Lekai walked to the equipment room and pushed the door hard.

It didn't move.

Lekai grinned slightly, it was locked again.

But this couldn't stump Lekai, he took the ball himself.

After running to the locker room and taking out the football from the locker, Lekai returned to the training ground.

As night fell, the training ground was dark.

Lekai dribbled the ball again and again, ensuring his sense of the ball.

After a while, the entire field lit up instantly.

Lekai subconsciously squinted his eyes.

"I knew it!"

A voice came from the sidelines.

Lekai turned his head and saw a figure leaning against the door, staring at Lekai with a smile.

It was Paul Johnson, Arsenal's equipment manager.

Lekai looked a little embarrassed.

Caught again!

Paul Johnson did not drive Lekai away, but walked over and waved to Lekai.

Lekai blinked and kicked the ball over.

Paul Johnson hooked the ball with his left foot, drew a circle around the ball with his right foot, and then began to dribble the ball continuously.

The sense of the ball was quite good.

After about ten times, Paul Johnson began to pant.

Obviously, this is a very strenuous action for a 52-year-old Paul Johnson.

"Really old!" Paul Jansen passed the ball to Lucky and smiled; "30 years ago, I was also a professional player, but I did not reach the heights of the top league. I played for Colchester United Club, we were in the Third Division of England at the time, and of course they have now reached the Second Division and even the Champions League for a time.”

Lucky nodded slightly. The total number of people participating in football in the British leagues at all levels is extremely large, but only a small number of people can log into the top leagues.

The lives of most professional or semi-professional players are similar to Paul Jansen.

Paul Johnson walked towards Lucky and said, "I have spent 27 years here since I came to work at Arsenal in 1986. There is no doubt that this is my home!"

"In these 27 years, I have welcomed batches of new people and sent away batches of old people!"

"I have witnessed Bergkamp bring vitality to Arsenal, and I have cheered crazily for Henry's goals. Cesc Fabregas is our eternal pain!"

"And that Champions League final!"

Lucky remained silent.

Paul Johnson looked at Lucky and said seriously; "Son, I know you want to grow up quickly, but you also need to know that there are some things that cannot be taken shortcuts. Your training volume is too high!"

"I once objected to Wenger putting too much pressure on you. This is not a good thing. I have seen too many talented young people sink like this."

"If you were an asshole, I wouldn't be here because they are heartless!"

"But you are obviously not like this. Your character is too rigid. You always take the pressure and responsibility on your shoulders and bear it all silently!"

"But kid! You have to understand, you are only 19 years old."

"Don't think too much, don't put too much pressure on yourself. In fact, Arsenal still have many good enough players, Suarez, Cazorla, Theo Walcott, Vermaelen, Arteta, you can also choose To rely on them.”

"Don't always try to be anyone's support, and don't put the responsibility on yourself. This is self-destruction."

After hearing this, Lucai couldn't help but reveal a wry smile and sat on the ground with his arms propped up.

Paul Jansen also sat next to Lucky.

Lucky sighed; "But we still have many problems now."

Paul Jansen laughed; "You don't think that you alone can fill these problems, do you? That's too arrogant. This is not a problem you should care about. Arsenal is far from reaching sufficient strength. They still need a lot." Jigsaw, you can trust Arsène to solve these problems for you."

Lucky couldn't help but smile. He turned around and said, "Are you here to enlighten me?"

"No!" Paul Johnson shook his head and said, "I just want to have a good night's sleep. You got up too early and left too late. Why do you think the door to the locker room is always open?"

Lucky: "I opened the door and went in by myself in the morning."

Paul Johnson yelled in embarrassment: "That's because I can't get up!"

Lucky: ""

Paul Johnson patted his butt and stood up, saying angrily: "Starting tomorrow, don't let me see you too early, or I'll kick your ass!"

Lucky grinned and said, "Six o'clock?"

Paul Johnson glared, and Lucky said weakly;

"Seven o'clock then."

Paul Jensen did not respond and looked at the other party coldly.

Lucky said helplessly, "Eight o'clock! It's the latest! It's only one hour early!"

"Then let's go to eight o'clock!" Paul Johnson nodded and then cursed: "Shit! I have to work an extra hour, who will pay me?"

Forehead

Lucky scratched his cheek and said, "How about you take it from me?"

Paul Jensen turned around and laughed and cursed: "Get out! Go home and go to bed quickly, I'm closing the door! If you're delaying me from getting off work, I'm really going to complain to Arsène!"

Lucky quickly stood up with a smile and ran to the locker room.

Paul Johnson looked at Lucky's back with a smile.

He looked up at the bright sky, with a smile on his lips, and murmured:

"Three generations of gunmen! What kind of surprises will these young people give me? I'm really looking forward to it!"

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