Football should be played like me

Chapter 91 Pass the damn football to me! (Seven thousand and eight chapters)
boom!
On the green field, the football drew a beautiful arc, but was successfully saved by the goalkeeper.

"Oh! It's a pity! Bechelchi's kick is quite threatening, but the angle is too straight."

"Of course, being able to kick in such an environment is itself a symbol of ability. Becielci has played two players in a row before, and he is the most threatening player in the San Remo team today!"

The narrator had to give Bechelch a compliment.

Because in the first 10 minutes of the game, Bacierqi really played well.

Of course, in the eyes of professionals, although Bacierqi's style of play is very entertaining, the increase against San Remo is actually not that great.

Becchierch did not create a real killing intent.

Beretelli is the answer to Sanremo.

Lu Yang looked at Bechelchi who was squandering the ball, without the slightest emotion in his eyes.

Lu Yang is professional enough.

Before the game, Suotu found Lu Yang and told him to fully cooperate with Bechelchi's performance in the first half.

In the second half Bacielch would do the opposite.

Lu Yang knew the pressure Suotu was facing, so he didn't make things difficult for Suotu, and he agreed.

Football is sometimes more than just football, and anyone who loves football should know this.Especially in Europe, football is closely related to culture, economy and politics.

"If you want to play like this all the time, you should switch sides with Baizami. Kamijon's ability and awareness to step up and assist is stronger than Mathias." Lu Yang said to Bechelchi.

Bechelchi knew that what Lu Yang said was reasonable, but he was not moved.

He is used to kicking on the right.

The left and right wide players, in fact, sometimes the difference is not only in the problem of the left and right feet, nor is it just the choice of passing the ball from the bottom or choosing to cut in and shoot.

Give the simplest example.

The right side of the player on the right is the sideline, which is equivalent to a natural line of defense.

Therefore, they habitually ignore the right side, and pay attention to the dynamics of their vision and the left side of the body. Most of their fronts are slightly to the left, rather than facing the front.

Someone on the left side of their corner of the eye kept having the ball move.

But the right side of Yu Guang is like a calm lake.

Although there are occasional moves by the head coach or on the bench, that movement is not the same as the movement of players on the court.

If you change sides rashly at this time, and many opponent players start to appear on the right side of your own safety zone, then this player will become nervous, lose his sense of security, and at the same time change his most comfortable way of playing.

Don't underestimate the impact of psychological hints on football, it's a big deal.

Becielch is almost used to the right winger's way of playing inside and holding the ball, so he rejected the proposal to go to the left.

It's almost a disease of the rich.

Look at people like Lu Yang, one brick in the revolution can go to any position.

There are also Vidian and Baizami, who can chug on the left and right, because they have to change their playing style to cooperate with tactics.

And Bachel Chika's position is so high that it overrides the original team's tactics, so it has never changed.

On the contrary, he is not good at changing positions. There is a big gap between his threats on the left and the right, especially in big competitions.

boom!
Becchierch tried again, but was cut off by the opponent.

The opposing midfielder controlled the ball and avoided Lu Yang's attack.

Bechelchi's reluctance to return to the defense gave San Remo a natural flaw on the right.

Welsach had to fill in, leaving another hole in the middle.

Chievo's No. [-] dribbles the ball from the center, runs all the way and hits a through ball.

Talista leaned on Najib and wrestled with Najib.

Before the football came, he and Najib started hitting each other.

Kamihon moved quickly, ready to double-team Talista with Najib.

In the first two and 10 minutes of the game, Bacielch was the most active striker when he had the ball.

And Talista is the most active striker off the ball.

He's been playing against San Remo's backline, which is a big part of his Brutalist style of play.

While Bechelchi is constantly making extraordinary attempts, Talista is actually doing confrontation "testing".

Nagy and Palacios, including Camijon and Mathias, Talista have all been tested.

Only Palacios' strength and body can suppress Talista to a certain extent, and the other two full-backs, Talista can completely dominate.

And even if it was Najib, Talista just had to work harder to eat.

Therefore, it seems that Talista's 1V2 situation was actually created by Talista deliberately.He could have chosen to play against Palacios and Camijon.

But he changed his running path and put Najib against him.

In this way, other people will not come to disturb him.

So, in everyone's incredible eyes, Talista performed his routine operation of conquering Serie B.

He used both hands and feet, stopped and dribbled the ball with his feet, pulled and slapped Najib and Kamihon with his hands.

The three of them crowded together, and the scene was once very chaotic.

Perhaps Talista was suspected of an offensive foul, but Najib and Kamihon also responded, and the referee was really not good at blowing this kind of ball for a while.

But those who are interested can find that Talista's seemingly embarrassed figure has always been stable.

In the process of confrontation, he has been making subtle adjustments to football.

As the saying goes, if you have a tiger in your heart, you can sniff the rose carefully.

While twisting and swinging, Talista hit the door with a heavy cannon.

The angle of this ball is not tricky, but it is very sudden.

Jarrard made a late save, within a palm's reach of the football.

Roar!
After Talista scored the goal, he slapped himself on the chest and demonstrated against Najib and Kamihon.

He is like a wild beast out of the cage, rude and cruel, invincible!
Najib was so angry that he wanted to come forward to argue.

How dare you say there was no foul before this goal?
My ball pants are almost torn off by you!

Camichon was also very angry, and his neck was covered with red bruises from Talista's arms.

But the referee thought the goal was valid.

"Don't be confused by him, he is deliberately irritating you, he wants you to get yellow cards or even red cards for things other than football. He is far less confident and arrogant than he looks!" Lu Yang stopped Najib and Camihon.

His last words were addressed to Talista.

Najib and Kamihon calmed down.

And Talista walked towards Lu Yang, pointed at Bechelchi in the distance and said with a smile: "That's it? I haven't seen you for a year, you let me down. Are you going to watch that guy continue to play like this for a whole game without any problems?" Menacing freestyle football?"

Trash talk up.

This sentence can be described as lethal.

A picture of you disappointed me, and pointed out Lu Yang's sacrifice in San Remo's tactical position.

Whenever Lu Yang nodded, he would either fight with Talista or fight with Bechelchi.

But Lu Yang responded: "Stop joking, can't you see that I was just taking a break in the first half?"

"Kick you, I'll take more than ten minutes and it's more than enough."

"Have you forgotten how you lost last time? Believe it or not, I will send you out with another red card later? You know, nothing can stop me except the red and yellow cards."

Talista was speechless.

Instead, Lu Yang got emotional.

Take the last time to talk about things again?
You have the guts to kill me again and again!
This time, I am sitting on a Serie A-level team and still leading, so I asked how I know it well?
Fake!

boom!
The two collided without any suspense, chest against chest.

Of course, they were also very restrained and didn't get started.

The referee came over and pushed the two away, telling them not to mess around, and he would focus on them.

Talista left satisfied.

Lu Yang's defensive task in this game is very heavy. If he is taken care of by the referee, it will help Chievo's midfield organization and sorting out.

Lu Yang was equally satisfied.

Talista has a lot of small offensive moves. If the referee takes care of them, Chievo's offensive threat is actually reduced a lot.

Everyone seemed to have achieved their goals.

It seems to be playing football, but not just playing football.

This game is like a chess game.

Maltiffany and others used this game to start a new round of power competition.

Suotu used this game to wrestle with Scott for management.

Bechelchi challenged Lu Yang with this game.

As for Lu Yang and Talista, both chess pieces and chess players, they silently made many contributions to the winning rate of this game that others may not necessarily see.

When this contribution accumulates to a certain level, quantitative changes will lead to qualitative changes, thus changing the score of the game.

In the second half of the first half, Bacierqi chugs even harder.

It can be said that, except for the reluctance to pass the last pass, Becielch's performance was almost perfect.

This is what San Remo wants most from a winger.

But success is also under control, and failure is also under control.

Bečilć has been struggling with goals.

He came to Sanremo to play a few games and had a lot of time, but the only assist data was obtained by Lu Yang.

He must use data to prove his value and his core position.

So he didn't allow himself to pass the ball to others at will, especially Lu Yang.

But Becielch didn't notice that Chievo's offensive had slowed down, and they were increasing their control of the midfield and their indirect encirclement and suppression of Bechelch.

At the last moment of the first half, the opponent once again steals Bacierqi.

However, Lu Yang had already discovered the opponent's control, and counterattacked the opponent immediately, preventing the opponent's counterattack.

The game then entered halftime.

Suotu focused on talking about passing with Bacierqi.

He pointed out that Lu Yang completely sacrificed for him in the first half today.

In the second half, he had to respond, otherwise Lu Yang would take over the game in his own way.

Bechelch seemed to nod, but his agent had told him that he would not be substituted today.

So...he felt like he had nine 10 minutes to prove it.

Why did he respond to Lu Yang?

According to the current foot feel, he feels that he can score goals.

He is also getting acquainted with Chievo's defense, just like Talista, in his own way.

This is what every good striker will do.

Looking at it from another perspective, Becielch is at least willing to try to excel and is not afraid of confrontation. This is a quality that many talented forwards lack.

……

"Ding! You used the time card, Sun Jihai! The duration is 10 minutes!"

There was a crisp sound in Lu Yang's mind.

It is another super long delay time card similar to Carlos before.

Although the enhancement is limited, but the man, the victory is long-lasting.

Otherwise, Lu Yang wouldn't have used it at the beginning of the second half.

As long as Bechelchi is willing to cooperate with him, it will not be difficult to tie the score. The halftime observation time has allowed Lu Yang to memorize the opponent's position and habits by heart.

He began to understand how Moric felt when he was playing football. The anticipation and rehearsal of all players' running positions in the brain behind Moric's rocket pass is definitely not just a good use of the brain, but also a careful observation. .

Of course, Moric can enter the state quickly, and sometimes he can send a rocket pass in the first half.

As for Lu Yang, it takes a wretched half-court to roughly deduce some running logic, and he can't play rocket passes that require extremely high passing ability. This may be one of the important reasons why Lu Yang can't play Moric's position.

Don't look at people who are short and small, but their brains are still good.

"This way, this way!"

In the frontcourt, Lu Yang ran and called for Becchierch.

However, Bechelchi made a false pass, faked a fax, and left with the ball. Lu Yang got nothing except calling two opposing players to defend him.

Well, it's nothing, it's just a cover.

Five minutes later, Lu Yang ran to his position again, but Bechelchi was still dribbling the ball. It was also a false fax, but this time someone saw through and intercepted it.

Suo Tu watched from the sidelines with a chill in his heart.

Becchielch is so freaking weird.

It was as if he had made up his mind that he would not replace him in advance.

Even if Suotu asked Beretley to warm up twice, Becielch did not change at all.

Football belongs to him alone.

In his world, there is no Lu Yang.

In the team room, Russell was having a drink with Maltiffany.

Manello looked at Scott from the sidelines.

"You crossed the line," Manero said.

Scott had an innocent look of "Did I step on your foot, no?"

"No head coach will tolerate players in the team challenging his absolute authority, let alone Suotu." Manero said, "There are only six people who know that Bacielchi will not be replaced in advance. "

"There was no Bacielch among the six, but now... Bacielch clearly knew about the decision."

"Me, Soto, Old Tom, Russell..." Manero said with a clear gap, "And you! Who do you think told him?"

The meaning of this sentence is obvious.

Internal information is also graded, and some should not be leaked.

Scott said: "You said six people, are there only five?"

Manero smiled and said, "There is also Lu."

Scott did not expect that Suo Tu would tell Lu Yang such a thing?

Is Suo Tu Lu Yang's own son?

"Becic is getting closer and closer to the goal." Scott pointed to the players on the court.

"But San Remo is also getting closer and closer to conceding the ball." Manello is well aware of the changes on the court.

"If Bechelchi can't score, I will apologize to Suotu." Scott said.

Manero shook his head: "No... your apology, Suotu will not accept it. And... Lu Yang will not sit back and watch someone play football regardless of the interests of the team."

conversation room.

The situation in the field changed suddenly.

Becielch's excessive dribbling in the midfield caused his teammates to step forward to meet him.

Even reluctantly.

Sanremo's defense is getting higher and higher.

This puts a lot of pressure on the defenders.

At the same time, he suffered a lot of violations and won a lot of set kicks.

Especially some free kicks in good positions, so that the team sometimes has to press harder to fight for the top.

Also, his desire to shoot made San Remo take a lot more corner kicks, and the central defender had to step forward to compete for the top many times.

On the scene, San Remo seems to have always had the upper hand.

But in fact, Najib and Palacios were deeply tired by the rapid retreat of the defense after many corner kick fights and top fights.

Especially the latter, he collapsed to the ground from exhaustion in the second minute of the No.70 game, showing signs of cramps.

boom!
Another corner kick was taken. As the free thrower, Bacielch deeply hoped that someone could hit the football and score.

As long as it wasn't for Lu Yang to score the goal, all the credit was due to him, Bechelchi.

However, God did not wish.

Chievo's high school defender hit the football, and he passed it to his No. [-] player.

The No. [-] player turned around and picked up the ball in one go.

He wanted to pass it with one kick and launch a counterattack.

However, he did not expect that Lu Yang quickly chased after him, and directly intercepted his pass with a sliding tackle.

Lu Yang got up and gave the ball to Bechelchi, ran quickly, and rushed to the opponent's penalty area again.

Chievo's defensive formation has been completely messed up.

Some people are ready to fight back and have already rushed out. Now they have too many loopholes.

The place Lu Yang ran to was an absolute empty space.

Rib long shot area.

Lu Yang has a very high chance of breaking through in this area!
"Pass the ball!"

Lu Yang ran to the point and shouted at Beqierqi again.

He is empty!
Bei Qierqi glanced at Lu Yang, raised his foot... Another false fax burst.

This time, the opponent's few defensive players made the right bet.

He guessed that Bacielch wouldn't pass the ball.

boom!
The opponent pokes away the football and then throws a long pass.

They have four of them near the midfield, while San Remo has only one Nagy there!

This is an excellent opportunity to fight back!

"Cao Nima!" Lu Yang uttered a rare C language, then turned around and ran toward his home, and shouted, "Return to defense!"

It's a pity that it was the same as Chievo's counterattack just now when four people rushed out and couldn't participate in the defense.

Sanremo just had such a good opportunity to counter Chievo's counterattack, and almost all their players also came up, and now they are unable to defend.

Matthias's position is similar to that of Bechelchi who was knocked to the ground. They are both attacking the third area, and you can imagine the position of others.

Lu Yang ran with his head sullen.

But not enough!
Chievo's counterattack force is invading San Remo.

San Remo fans were dumbfounded.

A moment ago, he had a good chance and seemed to have the upper hand.

How come there is a possibility of being [-]-[-] in the next moment?

And the possibility is still growing with the attack of Chievo players.

This point became more certain when Lu Yang and the other four Chievo players surpassed Najib.

In the backcourt of San Remo, apart from the goalkeeper, there are only Lu Yang and the other four Chievo players.

And Lu Yang is not the closest person to his goalkeeper.

He is still chasing.

Chievo's players have too much advantage, the four of them casually pass the football from the side close to Lu Yang to the side far away from Lu Yang, completely eliminating the possibility of Lu Yang trying to foul the ball-handling Chievo players sex.

Similarly, when Jarrard attacked, they passed with two feet again.

Talista got the ball!

Jarrard had no choice but to lie down on the way to expand the defensive area as much as possible.

The ball holder Talista flicked the ball and completely passed Jarrard.

He beat the goalkeeper!

At this moment, San Remo is in sight.

As a brutal striker, it is very rare for Talista to have such delicate, clean and slightly insulting moves.

Coupled with the long-distance attack, he lost his body control a little bit and chose to hit the goal by himself instead of being courteous to his teammates.

This ball is not difficult for him.

But the outward and long-distance running of the ball made it difficult for him to hit the ball with power.

Football doesn't go through the goal like a bolt of lightning.

Instead, it rolled towards the goal at a neither fast nor slow speed.

Jarrard looked at the empty goal in despair, fell near the penalty spot, and sighed.

Watching the football slowly enter the net is the biggest punishment for a defensive player!

However, his pupils suddenly contracted.

In front of the goal, a red and white figure threw himself out and slid all the way.

Then when the football was infinitely close to the white line of the goal, the toes of that person finally touched the football and blocked the football from the goal.

boom!
The football flew high and flew over the baseline from the outside of the goal post.

"NO!"

Talista hugged her head in disbelief.

Not because he was just one step away from scoring twice.

He believes in his ability to score goals and he has the ability to score another goal in any game.

What he couldn't accept was that it was Lu Yang who blocked the goal!
land!
As if he was his natural enemy, he would always destroy Talista's good deeds at the most critical moment.

And now, Talista's ominous premonition appeared.

Just like how he felt in the battle when Italy lost the championship.

Looking at the figure lying down and gasping for breath, Talista couldn't spit out any more trash talk.

Similarly, when the camera zoomed in, there were many fine wounds on Lu Yang's thigh, which were blood red.

Scratch!

Sliding shovels are already prone to bruising the defender's thigh.

What's more, it was Lu Yang's long-distance sideways sliding shovel just now.

Turf is more than just smooth as it looks!

Sliders are not that easy, and turf has its temper.

Lu Yang saved San Remo, so that San Remo was not out early.

But he was also punished from the court, bruised and bruised.

After taking a few breaths, Lu Yang stood up from the court and looked towards the front court.

There, Baqierqi just got up, and he was still rubbing his ankle, making a very painful look.

But if the opponent really kicked his ankle, why didn't the referee blow his whistle?
The referee's law enforcement today basically had no problems.

Obviously, Bechelchi's painful appearance was just to shirk some responsibility.

For example, people forget that he just tried his best not to pass the ball.

It makes people forget that even Sogel is running back and forth to participate in the defense, but he has been lying on the lawn to rest.

He knows exactly how a front line player should behave like a star without being blamed by the fans.

Neymar's rolling is of course to avoid greater damage to himself, and it is a protective behavior, but occasionally a few rollings are also to alleviate the teammates, fans, and coaches who have lost the ball due to excessive dribbling. dissatisfaction.

But soon, Bacierqi felt tremendous pressure.

Because of the team's backcourt, Lu Yang was running over slowly.

Lu Yang just blocked the opponent's necessary goal, and Chievo won a corner kick.

But you need to wait for everyone to come over before you can take a corner kick.

But when everyone was walking in the backcourt of the pilgrimage to Remo, Lu Yang was running in the frontcourt of the pilgrimage to Remo.

"We saw that Lu Yang was running in the frontcourt. What is he doing?"

"Oh! My God! Lu Yang seems to be aiming at Baiqierqi!"

"What is he talking about!"

"He walked towards Bechelchi and he didn't stop! He puffed out his chest and looked righteously angry."

"Beqierqi was bumped by Lu Yang, and he was full of disbelief."

"Beqierqi was also angry, he stabilized his body and ran towards Lu Yang!"

"Two people are head to head, they are not like teammates, they are more like enemies."

On the court, Chievo's players have been confused by this scene.

What is Wat Ayu doing?
There was a smile on the corner of Talista's mouth, no one knew Lu Yang's feelings better than him.

After all, the reason why Talista was sent to Italy last season has a lot to do with his malicious shoveling of his teammates in the previous training.

Some people, if you don't educate them, they don't know how to play football well.

But what can make a rational monster like Lu Yang go into a rage in a game is that Bechelchi is really not just annoying.

If it was him, Talista promised that he would not let this Bacierqi have a chance to appear in this game.

Don't break a teammate's leg too easily in the training match, okay?

The Sanremo players turned around and ran towards Lu Yang and Bechelchi.

"I asked you to pass the ball, did you hear that?" Lu Yang kept repeating this sentence in his mouth.

"Why should I pass it to you? I also have a chance to hit the goal!" Bechelchi argued.

"You have a fart chance, we almost lost another ball because of your selfishness!" Lu Yang had veins popping out of his neck, and he was restraining his urge to beat Beiqierqi violently, "I'm talking to you today!" How many times did you say pass the ball to me, and how many times did you pass it?"

"If you don't know how to play football, I can teach you, but you can't be selfish enough to make fun of the team's honor. Do you know how much effort we have put in to get here?"

Lu Yang continued to move forward while supporting Bechelchi.

Bei Qierqi was not as tall and strong as Lu Yang, and was almost pushed back by Lu Yang with his head, he was in a panic.

"Rondo is 35 years old. He has injuries all over his body. He played full-backs for the needs of the team. During the winter break, his doctor told him that he could not continue to play like this, otherwise he would have to spend the rest of his life with him. Live with a cane! Did you know that? You didn't know!"

Lu Yang's voice was loud.

Rondo, who was sitting on the bench by the sidelines, was taken aback. How did Lu Yang know about this?
"In the last round of the match, Najib's grandma passed away and was buried. He didn't go because he wanted to fight for the team! Do you know? You still don't know!" Lu Yang stretched out his hand to the back, forbidding the teammates who had already rushed over to pull he.

Najib, who rushed to the front, stopped, his eyes flushed.

"Today is the birthday of Ratuidi's little daughter, and Ratuidi promised to accompany her to the amusement park." Lu Yang continued to push Bechelchi, "Fernandez already felt unwell during the last round of the cup match But he endured the pain and insisted on fighting, just to be able to go further with the team!"

"Bajzami's dribbling is no worse than yours, but he never plays like you, because he is afraid of making mistakes with his teammates when dribbling the ball, and he is worried that he will bring side effects to the team."

"Sogel retreated for you, Versach pulled the side for you, and I helped you fill in. We have no complaints, but what about you? Have you ever passed the ball to us? You alone have a chance to shoot, Don't we?"

"You can shoot? Don't we?"

"After halftime, I can create threats with random kicks. Believe it or not! Isn't this better than giving the opponent the right to pass the ball?"

"During the injury period, Moric has been paying attention to every game of the team. Many of the team video analysis we have seen are made by him. He hopes that we can go further."

"And we also promised Moric, promised Suotu, promised Russell, and promised every fan that we will go farther and farther in the Coppa Italia this season! Do you understand?"

Becky blushed.

On the one hand, it was because it was too embarrassing and embarrassing to be carried all the way by Lu Yang.

On the other hand, it was because the people and things that Lu Yang said really made Bechelchi feel ashamed.

Compared with these people, he is really too selfish.

The point is that what he wasted was not his own.

The fifth round of the Coppa Italia was the result of the hard work of everyone in San Remo, but it had nothing to do with Bacierci.

"Enough!" Bei Qierqi finally made a move, he pushed Lu Yang away with his hands, trying to shout a few words.

But he didn't.

Lu Yang just shook his body slightly, but Bai Qierqi was bounced back, and his footing was unstable.

boom!
Baiqierqi's action angered Lu Yang, and Lu Yang stretched out his hands and pushed towards Beiqierqi.

Beiqierqi's center of gravity was already unstable, and he was directly overturned by Lu Yang.

"Now, pass that damn football to me! Pass it to me! Do you really understand!" Lu Yang clenched his fists, his back slightly arched, condescending, his face flushed, his veins bulging, as if he wanted to eat people lion.

At this moment, he was more of a beast than Talista, the beastly striker.

His crazy roar!

"Pass me that damn football!"

(End of this chapter)