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Chapter 73
Riquelme is just joking, and will not really make such a decision. On the football field, many things are finalized. Except for special reasons, it is rare for such a move to "give way" of.

Furthermore, even if Riquelme really gave up the right to take the penalty kick, Nihat may not be happy!He didn't forget the previous bet. If he really scored a goal in a sports game, he would hold his nose and admit it. But if he "steals" someone else's penalty to score a goal, then this is not rushing to "disgrace" "?So he's not really an idiot?
Therefore, even if he was killed, he would not ask for the right to take the penalty kick.

The players of the two teams exited the penalty area, and the referee's whistle sounded. Riquelme made it in one fell swoop, easily tricked the goalkeeper, and sent the football into the goal with a very tricky push. The score became 2:2 .

"Roman! Romain...Riquelme! An easy penalty, he equalized the score for the Ballad Stadium! Guys, sing our songs and cheer for our Romain!"

The passionate cry of the home commentator Brother sounded again on the radio, accompanied by the cheers and applause of more than 2 home fans. People clapped their hands and sang the familiar romantic ballad over and over again.

"One assist, one goal, Roman is really amazing!"

On the bench, Fan Bizhuang stared at Riquelme, the absolute core of the team, with practical actions to teach him a lesson, whether it was organization in the game, passing, shooting, his Every move is extremely calm, as if everything is in the chest, with an indescribable beauty.

"Do you think that Roman plays football very comfortably, with a calm and stable aesthetic?" Coach Ruben smiled and sighed, "It's natural. Roman is known as the last classical player in today's football. The midfield master, his style of play is just like this, classical, romantic, steady and full of wisdom."

Fan Bizhuang nodded and didn't say anything else. Riquelme is what he needs to learn. Although the two football styles are different, there are too many things in each other that are worth learning and pondering.

After the score was equalized, Villarreal cheered up and took advantage of the victory to attack continuously for a while, but this momentum did not last long. In this game, the old players played very actively and experienced leading and falling behind. , and then to the ups and downs of the equalizer, I can't keep up physically and mentally. There is no way, the rhythm of the attack can only be slowed down. Riquelme slows down the speed of the whole team and uses a strong team to maintain the midfield The advantages.

Getafe probably also expected Villarreal's lack of stamina long ago, so they finally breathed a sigh of relief after the pressure was reduced. They are very satisfied with such a score. With one point, they naturally have nothing to complain about. Once the rhythm of the home team drops, they are not willing to take risks. They stick to the half court more firmly, counterattack if they have a chance, and defend with all their strength if they don't have a chance, so as to keep the fruits of victory. .

One side wants to attack but is powerless, while the other side is determined to defend and keep the victory of one point. The scene gradually fell into a stalemate.

"It seems that Getafe is trying its best to keep the draw. Our team has encountered difficulties again. This seems to have become the norm this season."

The home commentator is a fat middle-aged man with a slightly fat body. His name is Alsace. Seeing the unresolved scene of the team, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing slightly.

Alsace has been working in this stadium for nearly ten years, and has witnessed the gradual growth of Villarreal from an unknown small team to a strong team in Spain's top league. The pinnacle of history, and the current powerlessness, this made him feel that time is ruthless, no matter how good the players are, no matter how powerful the team is, they cannot withstand the passage of time.

In his opinion, Villarreal is still a very strong team in the league. It is unlikely to compete for the championship, but there is no problem in qualifying for the European arena. But now, many of the main players in the team have gradually lost Bosses, they are more proficient in experience and skills, but their physical fitness and spirit have become a big constraint. It seems that now, Pires can no longer run, and his steps are heavy. Sorin is no longer the same as five years ago. The desperate Saburo, although he is still brave, but every time he sprints, he has to bend over and pant. Even Riquelme is more of a dispatch organization, and the number of times he dribbles forward is significantly reduced...

Under such circumstances, Villarreal's protracted combat ability is really not as good as before.

"I hope that Mr. Manuel can change the status quo of the team as soon as possible. He must have seen the problems in the team. As long as we can solve them, next season, we will still be a strong team that no one in the Iberian Peninsula can ignore. strength!"

Alsace seems to be comforting the fans, but also seems to be comforting himself. The domestic cup was eliminated early, the Champions League was also defeated in the group stage, and the ranking of the league is also at the same level. This season, Villarreal has no desire. He had no choice but to pin his hopes on the next season. As for now, the game can be played as it should be, as long as the fans are not disappointed.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and his meticulous professional attitude raised his voice sharply: "Oh, Mr. Manuel stood up, and he turned to his assistant Coach Ruben to say something. Mr. Manuel is right Are you unsatisfied with the game situation? He seems to be making adjustments! Look at the changes he made, maybe the appearance of substitute players will bring different results to this game.”

As his words fell, three players on the home team's bench took off their coats, put on their vests, rushed out of the ceiling, and began to warm up on the sidelines.

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After being named by coach Ruben, Fan Bizhuang still had a look of surprise on his face, and then there was a burst of ecstasy in his heart.

Although he was included in the list of 18 people, he really didn't expect that he would have the opportunity to appear on the stage. After all, the teammates sitting on the bench are all his seniors. Are they stronger than him in terms of overall ability? Said, at least the tacit understanding with the team is not comparable to him.

But now it seems that he is really very likely to appear.

It seems that the first professional league experience in life is about to come unexpectedly like this?
Fan Bizhuang forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, and calmly followed the old captain Hosico to press his legs and trot on the sidelines, and Cazorla was beside him. This guy seemed to be warming up to Fan Bizhuang being called by his name. During the whole process, he secretly looked at Fan Bizhuang with his eyes from time to time, and occasionally muttered something softly, but he didn't know what he was complaining about.

Fan Bizhuang ignored him, but while warming up, he lowered his head and listened to Hosico's experience.

"We sat on the bench for most of the time. Not only were our bones frozen, but at least we were numb. We can't play in this state! What is a substitute? It's not for playing time. Our appearance is With the determination of the head coach to change the situation, that is to say, we are the key figures who can control the situation. We must quickly integrate into the game and perform the tasks given to us by the team! If your body is still cold , hands and feet are not flexible, so how can we talk about completing the task?"

"So, the warm-up before playing is very important. You have to warm up your whole body and let every muscle of yours be active. Only in this way, you will not show stiffness because of sudden play."

"Fan, this is the first time you are on the sidelines of a professional game. You can't be underestimated. Come on, follow me, shake your hands, press your legs, run... Yes, that's it, repeat this whole set of movements. , Let your body warm up, hurry up, hurry up, don't dawdle, we must activate all the cells in the whole body in a limited time!"

Hosico turned his head to pay attention to Fan Bizhuang while making movements. He seemed to be chattering, but Fan Bizhuang was very moved by this kind of subtle care. He did not say any words of gratitude, but focused on following The old captain meticulously completed the routine movements he explained.

Three minutes later, coach Ruben beckoned, and the three ran back and stood by his side.

"How is the warm-up going? I'm sorry, the warm-up time is only so short, no matter whether you have started the activity or not, but now, you have to play!"

Ruben said something like this, then quickly took a tactical board, and quickly assigned tasks for the three of them: "Jose, you are an old man, I don't think I need to say more, you need to assist Roman, and the midfielder's defensive activities You know very well that the game has reached the final stage, and we don’t want to capsize at the last moment, even if we can’t win the game, we can’t give the opponent another chance to score! Do you understand?”

Hosico nodded, and did not forget to jump twice on the spot. He was still seizing any moment and continued to move his body.

"San Diego, you go up to take Robert's position, use your outstanding characteristics to break through, and severely disrupt the opponent's defense. Remember, your task is to disrupt the opponent's defense, how to mess up, what we want is to let The opponent has a headache!"

Cazorla also nodded solemnly.

Ruben put away the tactical board and turned to look at Fan Bizhuang.

"As for you...Fan, your task is even easier. Jose helps you clean up the mess behind you, and Santiago creates chaos on the other side. It's all a cover for you. You just need to do your best. What you are good at, passing the ball, understand? You pass the ball when you have the opportunity, in any position, anywhere, as long as you think you can, then pass the ball!"

Fan Bizhuang nodded, and coach Ruben patted him on the shoulder again, encouraging him: "This is the first time in your life that you are playing in a top professional league. This is different from the youth league, but you don't have to be nervous. You only need to show your characteristics, how you play during training, how you play on the court. Don’t worry about it! Come on, kid!”

"When will you talk about it? Don't you have so much nonsense now, Ruben? Sorry, I don't have much time for you to waste. Now, they have to play!"

Pellegrini turned around and looked over. His voice was different from his usual calmness and kindness, full of majesty and unquestionable. Ruben nodded immediately, led the three players to the sidelines, and communicated with the fourth official for a few minutes. Sentence, soon, the fourth official raised the electronic card.

There are still romantic and melodious songs coming from all directions. The players of the two teams are still fighting fiercely on the field, refusing to give up an inch. The cold night wind is still blowing gently. Zhuang, but his heart was burning.

He took a deep breath, glanced at the noisy stands and stadium, and clenched his fists.

"Professional League, here I come!"

(End of this chapter)