Golden Greenery

Grandpa Per Mertesacker suddenly stepped forward to grab the ball, intercepted Sony Anderson who was trying to break through him, used his body to force the Brazilian away, and then passed the ball across to his partner, the East German cool guy. Stu Bernal. Ignoring the urgency from behind, he keenly discovered the situation that could be exploited by the midfielder and frontcourt. Grandpa Mo started and ran towards the midfielder.

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On the training ground of the youth team of Hannover 96 Club, a tall and lanky boy was guarding his opponent. The opponent was a stout young forward. The stout boy suddenly glared angrily and bared his teeth: "Get away!" He slammed into the lanky boy fiercely with his body. The tall and lanky boy couldn't help but feel guilty. He was hesitating and stunned when the stout boy passed by him and then shot angrily to score.

"Beep——" the coach's whistle sounded.

"Pell, why didn't you stop him? You're a wimp, you're a fucking loser."

"Pell, you have no courage to play football at all. You are a waste without any talent."

"You don't have to compete anymore, get out of here..."

His teammates looked at him mockingly.

The training had ended a long time ago, and only the tall and lanky boy was left sitting there with his head lowered. He wanted to cry. Fourteen-year-old Mario Gomez came over and gently put his arm around the boy's shoulders.

"Pell, don't lose heart, everything will be fine."

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Grandpa Mo received the football from the cool guy from East Germany, and in front of him was the Argentinian Riquelme. Grandpa was not afraid of his defense, but in order to save time, he gave the football to Zhuo Yang, and he quickly bypassed Riquelme and continued to advance forward.

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"Pearl, come with me, no one here knows how to appreciate you."

"Follow me and I, Jurgen Klopp, will definitely develop you into a great defender."

"You have great potential, Per. You're a genius, they're the idiots, you're not."

"Come with me, you are not yet sixteen, you will become a legend like Mr. Beckenbauer. Trust me, Pell."

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When Grandpa Mo ran to the center circle, he received the football passed back by Zhuo Yang. It was exactly at the time and place he expected. He had a brother he could absolutely trust. Grandpa Mo's brother Zhuoyang was cutting forward from his side, knocking Villarreal's back waist out of position.

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"Hello, Zhuo Yang. Welcome to the Madiburg Youth Team. I am Per Mertesacker, captain of the youth team. I am one year older than you. Welcome."

"Thank you, Pearl. ...Are you really only eighteen years old? You are so tall..., can you play basketball?"

"..., I can't play basketball, but I can play table tennis twice. How about it? Zhuo, when are you going to play table tennis?"

"Okay, whoever loses will buy a beer. Hey, Pell, where can you get roasted whole lamb or something like that in Hanover..."

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‘Shocking move’ Roger Garcia roared and slid in. Grandpa Mo pulled his left foot to buckle with his right foot. His tall body was like a nimble deer, and he easily dodged the blocker. Garcia's feet brought flying grass clippings, his eyes full of helplessness and frustration.

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The 18-year-old Per Mertesacker competed with the 28-year-old Best, the forward of the regional league rival Olysi, for position, and the two bodies were constantly colliding. Mertesacker gave the ball a sharp poke. Best became angry and hit Mertesacker with an elbow on his neck. Mertesacker was caught off guard and fell to the ground.

Zhuoyang rushed over and grabbed Best's neck. His fierce eyes immediately frightened Best: "Fuck you, I'll beat you bastard to death!" Montolivo, Bastian Schweinsteiger , Ribery, and De Jong all rushed forward, surrounded Best, and several people yelled. If Mertesacker, who was not seriously injured, had not stood up from the ground in time to stop the brothers, Best would have been torn to pieces by these people.

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After another duel with Zhuoyang, Grandpa Mo and the famous gatekeeper Senna came towards me. Grandpa Mo did not dodge, and the two bodies collided with each other. Mertesacker is 195 cm, 88 kg, Marcos Senna is 177 cm,

76 kg. The Brazilian, known for his ferocity and effectiveness, was ejected like a bicycle hitting a Panther tank.

Grandpa Mo received the ball from his brother Butcher De Jong and continued to move forward.

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Under the night sky on the peninsula, several teenagers finished their day's extra training and lay down on the grass to rest exhausted.

"Pearl, don't look at your skinny kid. If I bump into you, my fucking shoulder will still hurt..." Zhuoyang gritted his teeth and said.

"Remember to make another appointment before leaving. People become couples when the moon is hooked. I have no strength today, Pell. I will definitely beat you one-on-one tomorrow..." Montolivo was unwilling to give up.

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In Villarreal's penalty area, Grandpa Mo, the piglet Bastian Schweinsteiger, and the dwarf tiger Hasler were doing continuous small-scale passes and cuts in the dense crowd. Mertesacker's sudden advance from the backcourt completely disrupted the Yellow Submarine's defensive rhythm. Xiaozhu flicked his instep, and the football made a small arc over everyone's heads, and Grandpa Mo appeared behind the entire back line.

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"Zhuoyang, I won't go anywhere next season, I will stay in Fort Madi."

"I love spending time with you guys."

"I want to become the third-level defensive free man in German football. Brothers, you will help me, right?"

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Without any fake moves, grandfather Per Mertesacker leaned his back against Rodriguez to grab the first step. The football passed under the crotch of the flying Reina and swam into the goal against the turf. .

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I am Per Mertesacker, I am 20 years old, and my nickname is ‘Grandpa’. At the most difficult time of my football dream, I met the respected Mr. Jurgen Klopp, who brought me to Madiburg. I have one of the best agents in the world on the beautiful Madiburg peninsula.

More importantly, I met my brothers here.

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Mertesacker used his outstanding court insight to organize the attack from the back line, arranging every teammate to cooperate with him, disrupting Villarreal's defensive level. Madibao's entire formation moved with Grandpa Mo. Looking at the entire process of this goal, it was clear and smooth. Opponents know very well that Mertesacker is a key node in the operation, but they just can't stop it and can only follow the spin and dance. From the backcourt to the frontcourt, it was like a moving whirlpool on a calm lake, until it swirled into Villarreal's goal.

The yellow submarine was no longer able to penetrate the young cruiser of Fort Madi. Rigorousness and composure lost to the new and bold. Pellegrini helplessly shook hands with Uncle Zha, and tradition lost to the avant-garde. Riquelme could still only listen with a sad face as Zhuo Yang, who was seven years younger than him, comforted him with an old-fashioned attitude: Roman, you are a great star, think about it, there are many happy things in the world, how about you learn to play the piano... …

The creation of heaven and earth has never happened before. Per Mertesacker sang a love song of football in the stadium, and the second-division team Madiburg eliminated Villarreal with an away goal advantage and entered the UEFA Cup semi-finals. This was the first time in football history that a second-division team had come here, and Fort Maddie seemed to be built for destruction.

Today this stadium has a very nice name - Love Song!

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