Football No. 10: God's Perspective

Chapter 262 Difficult, Difficult, Difficult

Wang Po was nervous. Although he was actively doing warm-up exercises, to be honest, until he stood in the tunnel and waited to go on the field, his body muscles were stiff, his breathing was short, and he could only hear his own heartbeat.

"Hey, boy, we meet again."

Chiellini walked over with a smile.

Wang Po smiled and nodded.

"This time, I don't know if you have the confidence to challenge the two of us." Bonucci said bluntly from the side.

Wang Po grinned and said, "I have confidence."

"Good luck then."

Chiellini also smiled back.

The other players of the National Football Team looked at Wang Po chatting and laughing happily with the big-name players in the world, and there was envy in their eyes.

The captivity in the domestic environment has already made them lose the courage to study abroad, and they are destined to be eliminated by the times by working behind closed doors.

At this time, the national football coach Yinhu also came out of the locker room, hugging every member of the Italian national team.

In Italy, the old coach Silver Fox is still very majestic and has a great status in the world.

Of course, friendship belongs to friendship, and friendship belongs to friendship. When it comes to fighting each other on the court, it is still necessary to be ruthless.

Here we come, here we go.

Wang Po stood at the front of the team and walked into the St. Petersburg Stadium. The home court is definitely the home court of the national football team.

In the stands, the national flag fluttered, and 7% of the fans wore national football jerseys. When the national football players entered the field, they burst into warm applause.

"Raise the national flag and play the national anthem."

When the familiar melody sounded in his ears, Wang Po looked at the rising national flag and sang the national anthem, his body was full of emotions. He thought of the North Korean player Jung Dae-se who burst into tears at the World Cup.

The sense of national honor is full at this time, and the sense of pride is beyond words.

Everyone held their breath, all the focus was on the ball in the middle arc.

"beep"

The referee blew his whistle, and the first game of the national football team's return to the World Cup finals officially began.

The Italian team, which is good at "defense", plays control football, which is a football style they are not good at, but after all, their strength is much higher than that of the national football team, too much.

Sometimes, there is no need to cooperate at all, just the consciousness, the body, these basic things of football are enough to destroy the defense line of the national football team, and against these European teams, there are only two and a half players in the national football team, one is Wang Po, one is the old captain Zheng Zhi, and the other half is the striker Wu Lei.

The national football team can't match the rhythm at all.

Therefore, the 532 formation arranged by Silver Fox was severely suppressed in its own half, without any flexibility at all. Even if Wang Po could pick the ball out through his own ability, but when he looked up, the frontcourt was empty. Where are the two forwards?It turned out to be behind him.

Faced with the Italian's flanking defense and death entanglement, Wang Po's physical strength was exhausted extremely fast.

Twenty-seven minutes into the first half, Wang Po had already started to gasp for breath. Looking at his teammates, most of them were panting heavily on their knees, which was a sign that their physical strength had bottomed out.

It is no exaggeration to say that in front of the Italian national team, these players of the national football team are the same as those of a professional team facing a wild team. Not to mention anything else, they can slip you to death just by using your physical strength to kick you, not to mention the use of your body, skills and tactics.

Very helpless, a very cruel reality, there is no way.

In the 30th minute of the first half, Chiesa flitted around on the wing. Zou Zheng, Mei Fang, and even the old captain Zheng Zhi of the national football team defended against each other. They couldn't hold down the core of the Italian striker.

1:0.

Italy took the lead.

Although the number of Italian fans at the scene was far less than that of the national football team, when the goal was scored, the entire St. Petersburg stadium resounded with the sound of celebration.

There is no way, there is no way at all, there is no limit at all.

The silver fox off the court shook his head. He didn't expect that he could form such a pure defensive lineup, and he couldn't stop conceding the ball. The gap was so big that it was shocking.

The old man became anxious and began to trash talk some team members.

"Cowards don't deserve to play, you tm come down for me."

"How many times have I said this position handles the ball."

……

The nearly 70-year-old man, blushing and roaring angrily on the sidelines, broke his heart for these "uncles".

After scoring the goal, the Italian team began to consciously control the ball, and their playing style was like "boiling frogs in warm water". Unless they are particularly sure, they still focus on safety balls. This is an old tradition of the Italian team.

This is good news for the national football team. The players on the field can finally take a breath. Under intensive defense, if there is no surprise, or local stars explode, in front of the national football gate where the front line is flattened and the positions are dense, the creativity of the Italian team cannot be penetrated.

"beep"

The first half is over.

The national football soldiers who heard the whistle were discouraged and sat on the turf like a ball. It took a long time to get up and go back to the locker room. Many people were still confused by this time.

It can be predicted how angry Silver Fox was in the locker room at halftime. If the eyes can kill, I am afraid that one of these national football players will have nothing to eat.

There is no tactical arrangement, it's all about the old man venting his dissatisfaction and anger.

Gold-rimmed glasses, suits and leather shoes, he likes to smoke big cigars, looks like a gentleman, gentle, but hard and fierce in his bones.

All the players looked at each other in blank dismay. In the past two years, they have become accustomed to the old coach's method, staring at each other, how should they play in the second half of the game, how should they play?There is no clear statement, and the silver fox is still swearing endlessly there.

The second half of the game has begun, and it is time to play the game.

All the football players walked onto the field blankly.

layout?tactics?It is up to people to make things up to God, hard power is not enough, and Silver Fox is powerless. This is the first time in his life that he feels powerless in football tactics. What is even more sad is that these players under him are not brave enough. The so-called deep love and responsibility.

"beep."

The game started again, which was already a continuation of the first half of the game. The leading Italian team was not in a hurry to attack, but patiently turned around, looking for the weakness of the national football defense.

In the 77th minute of the game, the Italian team found an opportunity again. Verratti gave a very secret through ball in the middle to Chiesa in the penalty area. After the latter got the ball, he directly used the ball to hit the goal.

The shot was too sudden, and the ball was a tricky ground ball angle.

Goalkeeper Da Lei did not make any saves. 0 to 2.

It's all over, this game, the national football team has explained it, and it is difficult to get this score back, in one word!

(End of this chapter)