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Chapter 81 The championship belongs to Mostar
After completing the signing of the contract, Su Ke's heart was relieved.

Besic knew that Suker had a crucial game tomorrow, so he did not stay with Suker longer, and the two parted ways.

After returning to the training base, Su Ke became obviously more relaxed.

"Have you signed the contract?"

Modric asked.

As the club has yet to announce it, others don't know, but Modric is the one who knows.

Suker smiled and made an 'OK' gesture, which also brought a smile to Modric's face.

He can continue to be teammates with Su Ke.

After the pre-match training, head coach Van Steyak called everyone together.

Su Ke and others stood in two rows waiting for the head coach's lecture.

Van Steyak glanced from left to right, his eyes meeting each player, his eyes full of encouragement.

“After a season of hard work, it’s finally the last minute!”

Versteyak shouted, with a hint of tremor in his voice, and he was obviously nervous about this upcoming critical battle.

"Only one champion is produced in a season! This is also an honor given to the team with the best performance!"

“Since the founding of the team, Mostar Zlinjski, this is the first time we have been so close to the Bosnia and Herzegovina Premier League championship!”

"You have to remember that you are making history!"

Vansteyak's voice gradually sparked a fire in everyone's hearts.

"I can't predict tomorrow's game, but I believe in you! Your hard work and training in this season will not disappoint your expectations! The champion will also be injected with the gene named Mostar Zlinyiski for the first time. among!"

"This is a small town in Bosnia and Herzegovina. Looking at the whole country, it is not worth mentioning!"

"But this time, you will use a victory to let all Bosnia and Herzegovina hear the voice from Mostar!"

Vansteyak suddenly clenched his fists and shouted: "The championship belongs to Mostar!"

Everyone's hearts were agitated and they roared in unison:

"The championship belongs to Mostar!"

"Tomorrow we will play Sarajevo Railway Workers. It feels like they are blocking us in every focus match!"

Sterk looked at Suker and Modric and said.

Then he said with a look of longing, "I don't know if I will have a chance to play tomorrow!"

Sterk had given up.

For him, being friends with Suker and Modric was a very shocking thing.

Watching two friends perform so well in the game, while I was still on the bench competing for the starting position.

At first, there was a sense of unwillingness and pursuit, but as time passed, Sterk had long since laid down.

Can't catch up!
They are not of the same world at all.

"There should be opportunities in the second half. Our style of play is to quickly gain the advantage and then defend with a high probability. Although Van Steyak is a radical young coach, in the face of such a critical game, his formation will be very difficult. The formation will also be more cautious.”

"Right! I should have a chance!"

Listening to Su Ke's analysis, Sterk looked expectant.

"Go back and have a good sleep tonight. Don't affect tomorrow's game!"

Kosopech came over and naturally put his hands on the shoulders of Suker and Modric to remind them.

Su Ke turned around and smiled: "Captain, wait for the goal tomorrow, I will pass the ball to you!"

Modric also said seriously; "I will also rush more in the first half!"

Seeing the two people's fighting spirit, Kosopeci felt extremely pleased in his heart.

The day before the game was spent in silence.

Everyone is making final adjustments for this game.

The next day, morning.

The small town that seemed peaceful in the past has become lively.

Since early morning, vendors have been pushing carts towards Zhilinsky Stadium.

Small-town fans also brought some things they needed to use in the game to the stadium.

Although the game only started at 3 p.m., the tension before the championship game was already fully felt.

Whoosh!
The live broadcast vehicle of Bosnia and Herzegovina TV drove from the main road in Mostar towards the Zhilinski Stadium.

They need to be the first to come to the stadium and install the cameras in order to better lay the foundation for the broadcast of this championship game.

Media reporters from all over the country also appeared in the town of Mostar, and they randomly selected townspeople for interviews.

"Champion? Yes! We are the champions!"

A young man wearing a fisherman's hat and short-sleeves proudly said to the camera; "This is the first championship in Mostar, which touches everyone's heart. We all believe that Mostar Zliniski will win." Bring us the championship!"

"The player I'm most looking forward to is Suker! Hahaha! Two seasons ago, we were teammates in the second-division stadium!"

"That's right! That's right! It's Mostar Wanderers! Hahahaha!" "Who is more powerful now, me or Su Ke? Well, I would like to say that my ability is also very good, but in fact I have He gave up football, and Suker is even better now than he was then."

Kovic smiled very happily when facing the camera.

He took out a business card from his pocket and held it in front of the camera.

"I am a sailor. We will go fishing in June this year. Bosses in need can contact me!"

Inside the craftsman's shop in Mlinar.

Oripe said seriously to the camera: "I discovered Suker. He almost had to cut off his career due to his height problem. When I saw Suker's performance at the time, I recognized his talent!"

"He is unbeatable! Now it has been proven!"

"He is definitely the core player in my team!"

"Mostar Zliniski was founded in 1905. In the early days, we also played in the former Yugoslav Football League, but we were soon relegated. Mostar Zliniski is a team without honor. team, but we are injecting her with first honors and championships!”

Sports director Kelly Vicmanzic faced the camera and said seriously: "This season, we are bound to win the championship and create a new future for Mostar Zlinijski!

The time enters noon.

The weather is still very cool in May, but the sun is very hot.

The fans gathered around Zhilinsky Stadium also held umbrellas. They came to this area early to occupy seats.

That's right!Just occupy a seat!
For this game, Mostar Zlinyiski and the town government publicized that the game is free to watch.

Exiting the south stand, fans did not go to occupy seats. This is the area designated by the club for students.

After communication, the school in Mostar reached an agreement with the club and requested 500 seats for students to watch the game.

Obviously, this is also to plant the seeds of 'hometown' in the hearts of these students.

After all, young people are running to big cities, and the embarrassing situation that no one wants to come back to build their hometown makes them rack their brains to find a solution.

Injecting a sense of 'hometown honor' is obviously a good approach.

And right now, Mostar has a very good opportunity.

As two o'clock approached, there were more and more fans around the Zhilinsky Stadium.

Even the ceiling was crowded, and many people were afraid that the ceiling would not be able to withstand the pressure and collapse.

The standing stands on the other three sides were crowded with a large number of people.

Fans on the outside can hardly see the stadium and just join in the fun.

"coming!"

"They're here!"

"come on!!"

"Warriors of Mostar!"

The bus stopped at the edge of the stadium, and as the players began to walk off, the fans burst into cheers.

Clap clap clap clap! !
There was a continuous round of applause at the scene, and as far as the eye could see, it was all dark and full of people.

This is also the first time that Zhilinsky Stadium has welcomed such a large number of fans.

"There are probably 1 people, right?"

Biriyar looked excited.

This guy is crazy about people. He gets more excited when there are more people and wants to express himself more. Of course, this kind of player also has another title, Mr. Big Scene!
"Are these people on an outing?"

Suk looked at the tablecloths placed next to each other on the slope not far away, as if the family were out for an outing. They were filled with food and drink.

However, this is also a characteristic of the small town. After all, you can’t find this kind of place even if you go to a professional golf course.

Suker and others walked into the stadium under the leadership of head coach Van Steyak, and there was applause all the way.

In the front seats of the south stand, Dinamo Zagreb's head coach Besic and scout Yatgenic were also sitting together.

"Their opponent in the final was the Sarajevo Railway Workers. This team is also considered a strong team in Bosnia and Herzegovina. In previous games, Mostar Zlinjski was on par with the Sarajevo Railway Workers, but this season Since then, Mostar Zlinjski have defeated Sarajevo Railway Workers twice in two cycles, and this is their last meeting of the season!”

Listening to Yatgenic's explanation, Besic nodded slightly and said, "I remember that Poschenoch transferred to the Bosnia and Herzegovina team."

"That's the Sarajevo railway worker!" Yatgenic said with a smile, then shook his head and said, "But his condition has declined too seriously!"

As a former Croatian international, although he is a substitute, Poschenoch is still a very good central defender candidate.

But after the age of 30, his condition began to plummet.

After two seasons at Lokomotiv Zagreb, he was finally unable to adjust his form and finally chose to leave.

While Yatgenic was speaking, Besic's eyes were also looking at the court.

To be precise, he was looking at Modric, his beloved disciple.

As Modric's first coach and the coach who brought him into the professional arena, Besic has always considered Modric to be his most proud work.

Modric's performance in the Bosnian League this season is also very outstanding.

This also makes Besic extremely satisfied.

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