i am quaresma

Chapter 77

There is no way, Baia ran away, and he is not familiar with the substitute goalkeeper, so let's practice alone!

First come five sets of fixed-point shots, then five sets of running shots, and finally five sets of volley shots, and ask the old man at the training base to help him throw the ball.

The only thing to be careful about is that you have to control the direction of the shot and don't overwhelm the old man, otherwise your salary for a season won't be enough to treat him.

Quaresma never thinks that the old man at the gate is inferior to others. Regardless of occupation, everyone contributes to society.

Besides, how do you know that he is not a sweeping monk?

If you piss off the old man, he will give you a Marseille maneuver, and your pants will fly away!

However, Quaresma did not expect that the old janitor really had a lot of skills.

"Ricardo, it's really inefficient for you to practice shooting so aimlessly. I have a way. Would you like to try it?" the old gatekeeper said to Quaresma with the appearance of an outsider.

Quaresma was stunned for a moment. With the sweeping monk as a precedent, he really wouldn't ignore every seemingly insignificant person around him.

What if he was an outstanding professional player when he was young!
"Tell me now!"

He doesn't know if there is a shortcut to shooting practice, and he can increase his attributes even if he keeps practicing hard, but if there is a shortcut, wouldn't he make a lot of money!

The old man didn't hide his secrets, and directly told Quaresma about this method.

"I have been managing the training ground in Porto for decades. I have experienced countless waves of players, and I know each of them's skills very well!" the old man spoke with great confidence.

"There was a little guy who was very smart and good at playing football with his brain. When he was doing shooting practice, he aimed at the goal frame to improve the accuracy of his shooting."

"After training, he can hit the goal post almost every time, and his footwork is extremely precise!"

"I think that is a very efficient way of practicing, and you can definitely learn from it!"

When Quaresma heard this, he immediately felt that this was a good idea.

Aiming at the door frame can indeed improve one's shooting accuracy. If you practice to a great degree, if you hit the goal casually, either from a dead corner or flying into the goal by rubbing against the goalpost, the opponent's goalkeeper must be very desperate.

"Thank you so much!" Quaresma gratefully held the old man's hands, "I will definitely give you a gift later!"

Then, Quaresma started a new practice, constantly shooting towards the goal frame from all angles, practicing very passionately.

At the beginning, it was really difficult to hit the goal frame accurately. Quaresma shot ten shots, but only hit the goal frame once, and this time he focused on controlling the direction and did not exert force.

However, Quaresma is not discouraged at all. Without the perseverance to persevere, how can he talk about success, not to mention that he is already taking a shortcut now, so there is no reason not to persist.

An hour, two hours, three hours, until almost midnight, Quaresma finally got the hang of it, got a little trick.

In the ten shots just now, Quaresma has hit the goal frame three times, which is definitely an extraordinary performance.

Anyway, I don't know if it is a psychological effect. Quaresma feels that his shooting has improved a lot, and the effect of one night's practice is far more obvious than the previous week's practice.

After all, it was a sweeping monk, but there were a few tricks. On the way home, Quaresma was already thinking about how he should thank the old janitor.

In the second day's training, Quaresma's face was full of pride, as if he had got some treasure and was eager to show off.

In the confrontation exercise, Quaresma was more active in holding the ball and shooting more actively than usual. Basically, as long as there is space for shooting, Quaresma will not miss the opportunity to kick.

Let you see my shooting skills!
——Duang!

Under the violent sound effects, Quaresma's shot hit the crossbar and bounced out.

Needless to say, this kick shocked everyone. If you are lucky, it will be a world wave.

Quaresma scratched his head and felt that it was a pity that he missed the goal by just a little bit. It seems that yesterday's training method did work.

Next, Quaresma tried two more shots, but both missed the goal slightly.

For the fourth shot, Quaresma felt that he would be able to score this time. At the moment the ball was shot, this strong feeling made Quaresma very confident.

but
——Duang!

Accompanied by another loud bang, Quaresma's explosive shot hit the post, bounced back, and was cleared in a panic by the terrified and inexplicable substitute defender.

Another door frame!
Everyone looked at Quaresma at this time, something was wrong.

Is Quaresma in good shape or not?

Such an active shot, and almost scored twice, it should be in good condition;
But the two goalposts failed to score, so it should be regarded as a bad state in the game;

What an inexplicable contradiction!
Hit two goalposts, this is the rhythm of buying lottery tickets!
Quaresma also wondered, is his luck so bad?

He obviously felt that he could score a goal, but why did he hit the goal frame?
Confused, Quaresma, a single-celled animal, simply stopped thinking about it. It doesn't matter if he didn't score a goal before, and he will score next time!

But 5 minutes later, Quaresma stood in front of the goal as if he had been dropped a hundred times and began to doubt his life. The buzzing door frame seemed to be hypnotizing him.

What the hell is the doorpost?
Do you have a grudge against me?

Why don't I just aim at you to practice shooting, and you don't feel any pain, why are you making trouble for me now?

Quaresma really doesn't know what evil he has!

The others are no better than Quaresma, who hit the door frame with three legs in such a short period of time, who would believe it?
"Didn't I just agree to practice shooting with you? Why are you torturing me like this?" Baia couldn't take it anymore, "You might as well just score the goal, who the hell can stand such a duang, duang, duang, my be careful The liver was so frightened that it was about to explode!"

Quaresma rolled his eyes at Baia, you can't stand it, I can't stand it!

Fortunately, this is just training. If in the game, even hit the three-legged frame, Quaresma probably wouldn't dare to shoot again.

The more he thought about it, the more something went wrong, and Quaresma felt that he might have entered some kind of misunderstanding.

After finally finishing the training, Quaresma hurried to find the old janitor.

"Who is the player you are talking about aiming at the goal frame to practice shooting? Is it a celebrity in our club?" Quaresma felt that it would be more reliable to ask that senior.

The old janitor thought for a while, then shook his head, "It's been too long, I can't remember his name!"

"Then practice shooting in this way, what happened to him then?" Quaresma asked urgently.

This time the old man blurted out without thinking: "Because he always hits the goal frame when he shoots, the coach has arranged him to play as a defender!"

Quaresma: "."

(End of this chapter)