From the Country Team To the Rich

Chapter 34 Albert!

Flenburg is a team from Thuringia in central Germany, located in the capital Erfurt.

This is a team founded in 1960, which is controlled by the well-known enterprise Volkswagen Group. This is a football club founded by a Canadian. Fort control, but for Hoffenheim, the existence of this team is their barb.

Every time I think about it, I feel a heart-wrenching pain.

Because of the choice of the Filzmore family, the 'Baden Meteors' that could have created glory has since disappeared from the stage of history, and they came to East Germany to support a club again, which is Flenburg.

The new generation of Sinsheim fans may not know much about these histories, but for the older generation of fans, while they remember the "Baden Meteors", they also hate this Flenburg team that took everything away from them.

They want revenge!

They wanted to tell the pompous Canadian how stupid his choices were.

They thought that this game would be staged after a long time, but in fact, because of the German Cup, they had the opportunity to meet each other in advance.

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Sinsheim, inside Feuerbach's residence.

After resigning as mayor, Feuerbach's life became simple and monotonous.

Take care of the grape trellises every day, and make a glass of red wine in your spare time, so you can spend your days leisurely.

And today, a special guest was welcomed into his home.

An old man over half a century old with gray hair.

Leaning on crutches, the old man walked into the house, sat down in front of the fireplace, took off his top hat, turned his head and smiled and said, "Long time no see, sausage!"

Feuerbach froze for a moment, then couldn't help laughing.

Feuerbach's figure belongs to the category of people with a very long upper body, for which he was nicknamed 'sausage'.

It's just that he hasn't heard this nickname for a long time. Except for the old buddy back then, few people call him that.

"Forty years, and you're still back!"

Feuerbach smiled and said to the old man on the opposite side.

This man's name was Andrew Peter, and he was the leader of the former "Baden Meteor" Sinsheim fan organization.

After the Baden Meteor team disbanded, he left this sad place and went to settle in Sweden.

Now, this guy is back.

As for why he came back, Feuerbach knew very well.

"Sinsheim has a good team!" Peter said with a wrinkled face while laughing; "It's kind of like the Baden Meteor team!"

Feuerbach grinned and said, "They're even better than the Baden Meteors. This is a team that has completed a triple jump from the seventh tier league, and some time ago they also defeated a Bundesliga relegated team!"

Peter shook his head and said, "No! It can't be counted that way. If the Baden Meteor team has no accident, he is destined to be brilliant!"

As soon as the words fell, the two fell silent.

They were all fans of the Baden Meteor team back then. They couldn't let go of Filzmore's choice at that time, and they were full of regrets for the Baden Meteor team.

"Is there any news about Ji'an?" Peter asked.

Feuerbach raised his eyebrows and said, "Which Ji'an?"

"Of course it's Jian from the Baden Meteor team!" Peter said angrily, "You don't think I'm paying attention to that kid from Hoffenheim, he's far behind!"

Feuerbach said; "Little Jian's speed is very fast!"

"What's the use of speed? Have you forgotten that old Ji'an singled out the opponent's defense at that time, his elegant ball skills? I remember that you danced the most!"

"Yes, I like the old Ji'an very much, so I am also looking forward to the little Ji'an."

"Compared to Little Ji'an, I prefer Duran Bob, he is a natural leader!"

"Your aesthetic has always been like this. You prefer defenders to strikers!"

"Man, the most exciting moment on the court is not shooting, but at the critical moment, saving the team's defense, they are the cornerstone of the team!"

"I think you should like Hoffenheim's head coach very much!"

"Why do you say that?"

"That Italian likes to drive the bus!"

"...Did you misunderstand me?"

The two chatted a lot, and Andrew Peter didn't get up to leave until the sky was filled with red clouds.

"I'm going to live in Sinsheim for a while. I remember that the first game after Hoffenheim's winter break is January 23. Then I will call the old guys..."

Andrew Peter stood in front of the door and said slowly; "It's been fifty years, and it's time for us to turn back!"

Feuerbach's breathing actually became a little short, he took a deep breath, and said with a smile; "I hope you can still be the same as you were fifty years ago, cheers from the audience!"

"Just wait and see!"

In the evening, Zhang Xian received a call from Feuerbach.

"Tickets?"

On the other end of the phone, Feuerbach said, "Yes, can you prepare 100 tickets for us?"

"Need so much?" Zhang Xian asked in surprise; "Is there any special reason?"

Feuerbach smiled and said, "Because we decided to reverse!"

Zhang Xian narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Are you sure it's... you guys?!"

"Yes, 'Albert' is going to fight back!"

Feuerbach was powerful.

Albert (German: Worker), fifty years ago, the name of the diehard fans of the Baden Meteor team.

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On January 23, the German Southern Regional League restarted.

The town of Sinsheim once again flooded with a large number of fans to welcome the opener of the off-duty schedule.

Hoffenheim will face the league leaders, Alfredsburg in this game.

In the last game, Eichersburg beat Hoffenheim at home.

Now, Hoffenheim will re-challenge the league leaders at their own home.

This league opening game has attracted wide attention. After all, from within the league, the match between Hoffenheim and Eichersburg is a strong dialogue.

Hoffenheim fans couldn't wait to avenge their first-half loss.

However, today, a special group of fans ushered in the streets of Sinsheim.

This is a group of fans in their 70s and 80s.

They were wearing Hoffenheim jerseys, but they held up a jersey with red spots on a white background.

The team logo on this jersey is inexplicably familiar to residents of Sinsheim.

And the high-pitched song in their mouths is the team song of the Baden Meteor team that has been sunk in the long river of history for fifty years!

This group of old men walked in the middle of the avenue with firm eyes, swaggering through the streets.

They even saw Mr. Feuerbach, the former mayor of Sinsheim, in this group.

They ostentatiously walked towards the Fieldsmore Stadium.

Those pairs of old eyes stared directly at the stadium in front of them, as if a fire was burning.

At this moment, they seem to have returned to that eventful time fifty years ago.

The time they fought and cheered and cried for.