Napoli, the largest city in southern Italy, was also one of Italy's key industrial centers.
Argentina's football king Maradona had once written a chapter of glory uniquely his own in this city.
In the hearts of the Neapolitans, Maradona was their god!
On September 19, 2013, Napoli's Sao Paulo Stadium welcomed Borussia Dortmund for the first round of this season's UEFA Champions League group stage.
When the yellow-and-black bus bearing Dortmund's crest arrived outside the stadium, the fans there were "welcoming" this German team in their own way.
Chen Anno sat by the window, headphones on as he listened to music, seemingly unaffected in the slightest by the fans' "enthusiasm."
"Anno... did you sleep well last night?" Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang, seated beside Chen Anno, nudged his arm. "Damn it, those hardcore fans actually set off fireworks outside the hotel last night. I barely slept all night."
Chen Anno took off his headphones. "I was alright. I stuffed cotton in my ears."
"Then you have to give me two assists later. I'll blast their goal full of holes and see if they can still act so cocky... Hey... Anno, look... holy shit, that woman... they're huge!"
Chen Anno looked over at the sound and saw a "big dairy cow" in the crowd baring her chest, displaying her terrifying "weapons" right at their bus.
The sight left Chen Anno dumbfounded. "Th-this place is that open?"
"Hehe... you haven't seen much, have you? I've seen people run straight onto the pitch naked during a match. Now that was something. When they ran, it went up and down—don't even get me started on how—"
Klopp slapped Aubameyang on the back of the head from behind. "What do you mean, up and down? Hurry up and get ready to get off."
"CCTV, CCTV!"
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