Handsome position is not easy

Chapter 34

The day before the game, the training of both sides was in full swing. The coaches did not allow laziness, but in order to avoid non-combat attrition, they also intentionally lowered the intensity a little...

Because this is not an official friendly match between the two clubs, on the day of the game, the U12 led by Cesar did not take the bus with the team logo printed on it, and it was very low-key when they arrived at the Portuguese Railway Stadium. Only L'Equipe and two media reporters were left to accompany them.

On the other hand, Lisbon Orient's team is quite big. Although it is only a match for the youth training team, the stadium that can accommodate more than a thousand people is already two-thirds full, and they politely gave up the goal on the opposite side. stands.

This was ordered by the team owner Almeida. According to him, it is not easy for Athletic Lisbon to come here. As the host, there is a gentleman's demeanor. You don't siege when you lose, and you don't ridicule when you win, but you have to play like a derby in the same city. Be energetic.

Just this sentence has been slandered by Antonio for a long time, and I don’t know that the third-tier league team and the top giants get together, which is a derby that can’t be beaten by any kind...

As soon as Davral and the others got off the bus, they were shocked by the Lisbon Orient stadium. The dilapidation here was beyond their imagination, not to mention peeling and paint everywhere, and there were strange colors suspected of urine stains in the corners.

Everyone covered their noses with their coats, for fear that they would be fainted before the game. Even Cesar was a little embarrassed. He didn't expect this place to be so defeated. After all, it was a club established in 1946. It seems that it is not wrong to be mixed into the regional league.

When Almeida came to greet him with several staff members, Cesar was even more at a loss. The man's body odor was transmitted from five meters away, making Cesar dizzy and dizzy. I have to greet him and see him off.

"Mr. Almeida, it's a great pleasure to meet you...Well, as soon as I came to your club's home stadium, I felt a strong sense of history, coupled with the atmosphere of the fans, the team culture of Orient Lisbon, this, really It's no different from our club..." Cesar laughed while trying to find a way to get rid of Almeida's body odor.

After a few more pleasantries, he finally told him to wait for an opportunity and avoid Almeida's invitation to swim with him.

"Mr. Almeida, I'm really sorry. In order to let those boys adapt to the atmosphere here, I have to appease and encourage them, otherwise they will be really scared. Haha, your fans are too enthusiastic, I It felt like the floor of the stadium was shaking…”

While talking nonsense, Cesar asked his assistant to run to the visiting team's locker room, and stopped when he reached the door, gasping and saying, "Ah, I'm about to suffocate, did you smell it just now? oh my god..."

"What's going on, Coach Cesar, I have a cold today." The assistant took out a tissue and blew his nose slowly, speaking with a strong nasal voice.

Cesar rolled his eyes and walked into the locker room door.

As soon as he entered, he heard the U12 players yelling exaggeratedly. Before he could say anything, Ricardo first complained: "Coach Cesar, look here, some cabinet doors can't be opened at all. Come on, there are a few pairs of stinky shoes and stinky socks piled up underneath, my God, what kind of place is this!"

Cesar was a little speechless, thinking that it wasn't something you, the bosses of the little devils, did. Otherwise, why would you come to this ghostly place in the east of Lisbon?
"Shut up, everyone. When you are in someone else's territory, stop gossiping! Remember, this is an away game. You have never experienced it when you are young. Let me tell you, there are many tricks and dirty things in it. They don't know what to do. It's okay to cut off the power and water for us.

Everyone warmed up, right?Hurry up and change your jersey, I have discussed it with the opposing club, and I will wear a home jersey with green and white horizontal stripes, it won’t collide with the colors, and the substitutes should put on their vests..."

Seeing the little guys rummaging through their bags to find clothes in a hurry, Cesar took the opportunity to hang the tactical board on the wall, and after they sat down in line, he knocked on the board and said in a clear voice:

"Although I said it in the car, I would like to emphasize a few details at the end. At the beginning of the game, you must play aggressively. The back line presses up to firmly control the ball. The two wings try to use your technical advantages. And, If I see unreasonably big mistakes, the guy who gets substituted don't whine!"

"Okay, it's time, check your shoes again, if there is no problem, we will go to the player tunnel. Hey! Dufflar, stop pulling that captain's armband, check your shoes!"

Cesar opened the door first, and stood in the hall of the waiting area amidst the clatter of shoe spikes on the ground, looking at the slightly narrow player passageway for his size, he felt a little difficult.

In the corridor opposite, the players and coaches of Lisbon Orient also came out with a whoosh.Cesar smiled at Beasley in a friendly manner. Both of them were worried about the little guy they brought, so they made the same choice, staying with the players here instead of going to the bench first.

The two said a few polite words, and after getting the staff's prompt, they led the team into the player channel.

While walking, Dufflar squinted at Yang who was walking on the left. His eyes were full of provocation as always. Yang did not show any weakness. He shook the black hair on his head and stared back.

Ricardo and the others were still pointing at that side, but the Lisbon Oriental team suddenly got a lot shorter when they arrived at Yang's place. They were sarcasm and taunting, and after seeing Yang's reaction, they became more interested, and for a while " The curses of "Chinese bastard" and "dwarf" echoed in the corridor until Cesar turned around and gave him a hard look.

As soon as the two groups of people stepped out of the steps, there was a loud noise at the Portuguese Railway Stadium. Most of the Lisbon Orient fans were wearing ocher red home uniforms, and they sat neatly on the south side of the stadium. Standing up and cheering, at first glance, it seems a bit imposing.

On the other hand, there are only 30 people in the stands at the north side of the goal. Cesar can see clearly that, except for the parents of the young players and the reporters he called, the remaining few are probably scouts who heard the news. , but I guess it's just people from the Little Xiami Ball Club, otherwise who would watch the children play football!

At the end of the queue, the referee flicked the coin toss the result, and the visiting team kicked off in the first half.Taking advantage of this time, Beasley glanced at the people at Sporting Lisbon, grabbed Cox and gave him a few words:
"The big man wearing No. 9 on the opposite side, you must guard him to death. By the way, remind Gion that his task is not to mark people, but to cover the position or intercept the passing line. Okay, let Diallo also be more energetic, go Bar!"

Cox, who was tidying up the captain's armband, ran back to his position, the referee whistled, Davlar pushed the ball to Tavares, and the game began!

　There is another update this afternoon, although it is a bit shorter (manually funny)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)