Handsome position is not easy
Chapter 36: The Tiger Comes Out, Great Benefits to the East (1)
Chapter 36: Tigers Out of the Tower, Great Benefits to the East ([-])
Beasley stood alone outside for a while before he adjusted his mood. When he opened the door and entered, the entire locker room was silent. He didn't speak, and no one dared to speak first.
Everyone was holding their breath, and under this extreme silence, there were more than twenty young hearts that were suppressed.Beasley couldn't bear the hope of so many people to be reduced to ashes before his eyes. Although it was very difficult, he still hesitated and said:
"Unexpected...but it is also reasonable. All the responsibility for the loss lies with me. Facing Sporting Lisbon, I shouldn't expect to attack. In the second half, we changed to a purely defensive formation. We can't concede more goals. replace..."
"Coach, I disagree!"
Beasley raised his head in surprise, trying to find the source of the sound. He thought it was the two forwards who were unwilling to give up their position on the field, but found that the captain he appointed, Cox, slowly stood up.
"Coach, it's me, I don't agree...Since we have already lost a lot, we are not afraid of losing more. Now we have nothing but the 45 minutes of the second half..."
Beasley looked at the captain he had promoted, and felt a little strange for a while.Cox, who is nicknamed "Iron Tower" in the U15 team, has always been taciturn and rarely speaks, let alone openly opposed the coach's arrangement. He even wondered if Cox was stimulated by the loss, so he was a little delirious. clear.
"Caux, calm down first..."
"Coach, I'm very calm now. Your tactics are fine. The reason why you scored five goals is because we executed the tactics. There was a problem. We were stunned. When I came down, I asked Yang, He knows a lot of people in Sporting Lisbon, I want to know if the performance of the opponent has changed much from when he was there, he said that there is no change, it is almost the same as before..."
Beasley frowned and interrupted him loudly: "I don't understand what you're talking about..."
"Coach Beasley, I want to say that we have too few midfielders! I want to say that we obviously have a guy who is as strong as the guys on the opposite side, but he didn't get the ball a few times in the first half!" Cox lowered his head, wringing his fingers uneasily, his voice became softer again, "I didn't want to challenge your authority, I, I just don't want to lose like last time..."
"What do you want to do?" Beasley's expression became calmer.
"I, I don't know much about tactics, but, can you give Yang some helpers, I think he can do it..."
Beasley is also at war with heaven and man in his heart. He has no certainty about the trend of the second half. He wanted to change to a purely defensive formation before, but it was just a gambler's behavior to keep his pants.As for dignity, the dignity of a football player can only be earned from football.
"Coach, I want to try!"
Beasley was in a daze for a while before he woke up. Yang was standing in front of him, looking at the black-haired boy who looked very thin compared to Cox next to him, Beasley shook his head: "This... this is too risky It's..."
"Coach, let him try." This is Diallo's voice, with a bit of crying.
"Coach, let him try!!!" This is the voice of more than 20 children in the locker room.
The glass windows of the locker room trembled violently, and the cries of more than 20 young hearts could resound through a wilderness on weekdays, but today they only wanted to shake another hesitant and injured heart.
"Then try it..." Beasley's voice was very small and soft, but to the children's ears, it was as solemn and majestic as Huang Zhong Dalu.
At this moment, he gave up on the deal that was deeply buried in his heart, gave up those filthy calculations, gave up on these, he was really a coach in the second half...
"Ricardo, why are they arguing over there? Why are they shouting so loudly?" Davral picked out a bench that looked cleaner, spread a towel on it, and said before sitting down.
"I didn't hear clearly, maybe the loser was anxious to fight, and this is not uncommon."
……
"Broadcast, the Lisbon Orient team replaced No. 7 Chaga, replaced No. 15 Gilberto, replaced No. 4 Giang, replaced No. 16 Alfonso. There was no substitution adjustment for the Sporting Lisbon midfielder. "
After this adjustment, the Eastern team's formation has changed to 4-5-1. Although it still focuses on defense, Gilberto and Alfonso both stood beside Young. Concentrated.
The increase in the number of opponents in the midfield is a signal. Cesar squinted his eyes. He felt a hint of ambition and fighting for life. You must know that at any time, it is irrational to directly judge a team that has lost its fighting spirit.
For the sake of caution, Cesar told Zobin and Costa a few more words, but it was only cautious.
Beasley's heart was not so peaceful over there. Although Gion did not perform well, it is still a very dangerous move to replace a defensive player rashly, especially at this point in midfield.
How well the defense line cooperates with the sudden emptiness, and whether he can defend against the opponent's most ferocious attacks in the first few waves are all huge problems before him.
The result of such a risk is that the first five to 10 minutes of the second half basically represent the direction of the subsequent game.
Both sides re-entered the arena, the referee glanced at his watch and blew his whistle!
In the second half, the ball is on Lisbon Orient's side, occupying a midfield of five people, and now they can pass the ball relatively smoothly.
Seeing this performance, the subdued fans once again shouted and cheered. Although compared with the pre-match formation, it seemed sparse, but for the small players who were still in a tense state on the field, it was better than nothing.
Gilberto and Alfonso were obviously a little nervous. They were full of enthusiasm when they were on the bench, lamenting and commenting on the mistakes of their teammates, but once they faced the fierce attack of Sporting Lisbon, they immediately panicked.
Ricardo and Tamaro retracted, instantly forming a four-person encirclement of the Lisbon Orient midfielder. Gilberto lost his way in the chaotic army, turned around and got rid of Costa. A figure in a ochre-red jersey waved away.
The ball had no strength at all, and before it rolled to Alfonso's feet, it was intercepted by Zorbin who had been watching for a long time from the left. Although Jan was stuck in front of him, he was still beaten by him and Costa. Zorbin moved forward quickly and had already dribbled the ball past the midfield.
Tavares turned around to respond, and made a concealed gesture in front of him, hitting the wall to prevent offside. He also wanted to replicate the trick in the first half.Now without the obstruction of the sweepers, it is really difficult to stop the double forwards of Sporting Lisbon with only these two crooked central defenders.
Zobin and Davral understood Tavares' intentions at the same time. The former passed a pass that was very suitable for stopping with his back, and the latter had already quietly walked towards the gap between the two defenders. It's about to be done.
The situation on the field became so abrupt that before the fans in the stands could react, Beasley, who was sitting on the bench, jumped out, stood on the sideline, waved his hands and roared: "Back to defense! Back to defense! Concentrate! !"
Almeida Weilton was in the seat on the rostrum. He thought that Orient Lisbon, who had strengthened the midfielder, would bring some surprises, but he didn't expect that the defense would still be pierced by one hit.From the same player background, he couldn't tell that the opponent obviously wanted to repeat the trick of the first goal in the first half.
Luigi Simodo's only son, Davral, was already waiting in the open space. Look at the way the boy's thigh muscles stretched out, like a lion that preys on anyone, yes, a green and white striped lion.
Almeida touched the Lisbon Orient team logo embroidered on his left chest, with a dejected and lonely expression on his face, and looked at Antonio sitting beside him, which also became intriguing.
Tavares leaned back skillfully after receiving the ball, trying to find the strength of the central defender to fight against, but he made it empty.Just when his center of gravity was unstable, Diallo sprang out from the left hand side deftly, his upper body squeezed and bumped, and his left foot stretched out below, intending to poke the ball away.
Tavares staggered a little in panic, and the outer instep of his right foot popped out desperately, and he passed the ball before Diallo.But this was a little troublesome for Zorbin, who came forward, so he had to turn around and chase the return pass that missed a lot. Before he could catch up, Costa's voice sounded behind him: "There is someone!"
Zorbin was startled, and ran towards the flying ball with his legs wide open. Unexpectedly, a black shadow rushed out from the diagonal stab, and his body slid down to the ground, shoveling away, and snatched it away in front of him. Looking closely at the ball, it was Yang who had just been passed by him two times and one time!
With a roar, he chased after him, ready to fight on the ground, and pulled out his right leg, intending to face the ankle that was hooking the ball.Zobin heard from Costa and others that this Chinese-Portuguese mixed-race boy refuted Davlar's face several times when he was in the U9 team, so no matter who meets him on the field, don't show mercy!
Seeing Zobin rushing towards him viciously, Yang stabilized his breath, half-kneeled up with his left hand on the ground, took advantage of the momentum with his right foot to pass the ball behind him, squatted and jumped half a step to the left, and crossed his body with him. However, it was as dexterous as a bird escaping a net by flicking its wings.
Zorbin, who rushed over his head, looked back in shock. Yang had already stood up and dribbled away with the ball. In just this moment of dodging past, he ran four or five meters away, and it was impossible for him to catch up again.
Davlar didn't wait for the expected pass, and when he turned around, he realized that the situation was wrong. He knew that Young's dribbling skills were excellent, so he immediately called out to his teammates: "Stop him!"
Costa originally planned to outflank the rear, but after hearing this shout, he immediately blocked Yang's body.He has a strong body, but his lateral movement speed is very slow, and turning is his weakest point among his weaknesses. Yang has already spotted this point, pulled the ball sideways and slammed forward, thrusting his chest forward, and barely avoided the back Costa's tugging, and the ochre-red jersey, were all pulled by his fingers for a while.
Passing Costa, Sporting Lisbon's midfield was already empty, and Ricardo and Tamaro were helpless standing on the wing.This was an excellent opportunity, but when he ran across the center line, Yang suddenly found with some despair that neither the striker nor the two full-backs had moved. They just looked at him stupidly and opened their mouths.
At this time, if Peder was here, it would be great...
After running back and forth for dozens of meters, his not-so-large chest could no longer support him in an anaerobic state.But how many choices are left now?The people from Sporting Lisbon were chasing after them. The two replaced midfielders had decent defense and had no ability to play the ball at all.
It’s still not enough to be the last person. Why is the 11-a-side football field so long, and no matter how hard you run, you can’t run to the end. The footsteps behind you are getting more and more dense. Yang shook his head helplessly, his eyes were a little blurred...
"I come!"
A violent roar sounded from the side, and the unexpected voice pulled Yang out of his semi-dizzy state. He shook his head, and Diallo rushed from the side like a mad tiger, with a ferocious expression on his face. You can even find that there is saliva spraying out of his wide open mouth...
The competition is hot, and I want to bookmark and recommend spicy!
(End of this chapter)
Beasley stood alone outside for a while before he adjusted his mood. When he opened the door and entered, the entire locker room was silent. He didn't speak, and no one dared to speak first.
Everyone was holding their breath, and under this extreme silence, there were more than twenty young hearts that were suppressed.Beasley couldn't bear the hope of so many people to be reduced to ashes before his eyes. Although it was very difficult, he still hesitated and said:
"Unexpected...but it is also reasonable. All the responsibility for the loss lies with me. Facing Sporting Lisbon, I shouldn't expect to attack. In the second half, we changed to a purely defensive formation. We can't concede more goals. replace..."
"Coach, I disagree!"
Beasley raised his head in surprise, trying to find the source of the sound. He thought it was the two forwards who were unwilling to give up their position on the field, but found that the captain he appointed, Cox, slowly stood up.
"Coach, it's me, I don't agree...Since we have already lost a lot, we are not afraid of losing more. Now we have nothing but the 45 minutes of the second half..."
Beasley looked at the captain he had promoted, and felt a little strange for a while.Cox, who is nicknamed "Iron Tower" in the U15 team, has always been taciturn and rarely speaks, let alone openly opposed the coach's arrangement. He even wondered if Cox was stimulated by the loss, so he was a little delirious. clear.
"Caux, calm down first..."
"Coach, I'm very calm now. Your tactics are fine. The reason why you scored five goals is because we executed the tactics. There was a problem. We were stunned. When I came down, I asked Yang, He knows a lot of people in Sporting Lisbon, I want to know if the performance of the opponent has changed much from when he was there, he said that there is no change, it is almost the same as before..."
Beasley frowned and interrupted him loudly: "I don't understand what you're talking about..."
"Coach Beasley, I want to say that we have too few midfielders! I want to say that we obviously have a guy who is as strong as the guys on the opposite side, but he didn't get the ball a few times in the first half!" Cox lowered his head, wringing his fingers uneasily, his voice became softer again, "I didn't want to challenge your authority, I, I just don't want to lose like last time..."
"What do you want to do?" Beasley's expression became calmer.
"I, I don't know much about tactics, but, can you give Yang some helpers, I think he can do it..."
Beasley is also at war with heaven and man in his heart. He has no certainty about the trend of the second half. He wanted to change to a purely defensive formation before, but it was just a gambler's behavior to keep his pants.As for dignity, the dignity of a football player can only be earned from football.
"Coach, I want to try!"
Beasley was in a daze for a while before he woke up. Yang was standing in front of him, looking at the black-haired boy who looked very thin compared to Cox next to him, Beasley shook his head: "This... this is too risky It's..."
"Coach, let him try." This is Diallo's voice, with a bit of crying.
"Coach, let him try!!!" This is the voice of more than 20 children in the locker room.
The glass windows of the locker room trembled violently, and the cries of more than 20 young hearts could resound through a wilderness on weekdays, but today they only wanted to shake another hesitant and injured heart.
"Then try it..." Beasley's voice was very small and soft, but to the children's ears, it was as solemn and majestic as Huang Zhong Dalu.
At this moment, he gave up on the deal that was deeply buried in his heart, gave up those filthy calculations, gave up on these, he was really a coach in the second half...
"Ricardo, why are they arguing over there? Why are they shouting so loudly?" Davral picked out a bench that looked cleaner, spread a towel on it, and said before sitting down.
"I didn't hear clearly, maybe the loser was anxious to fight, and this is not uncommon."
……
"Broadcast, the Lisbon Orient team replaced No. 7 Chaga, replaced No. 15 Gilberto, replaced No. 4 Giang, replaced No. 16 Alfonso. There was no substitution adjustment for the Sporting Lisbon midfielder. "
After this adjustment, the Eastern team's formation has changed to 4-5-1. Although it still focuses on defense, Gilberto and Alfonso both stood beside Young. Concentrated.
The increase in the number of opponents in the midfield is a signal. Cesar squinted his eyes. He felt a hint of ambition and fighting for life. You must know that at any time, it is irrational to directly judge a team that has lost its fighting spirit.
For the sake of caution, Cesar told Zobin and Costa a few more words, but it was only cautious.
Beasley's heart was not so peaceful over there. Although Gion did not perform well, it is still a very dangerous move to replace a defensive player rashly, especially at this point in midfield.
How well the defense line cooperates with the sudden emptiness, and whether he can defend against the opponent's most ferocious attacks in the first few waves are all huge problems before him.
The result of such a risk is that the first five to 10 minutes of the second half basically represent the direction of the subsequent game.
Both sides re-entered the arena, the referee glanced at his watch and blew his whistle!
In the second half, the ball is on Lisbon Orient's side, occupying a midfield of five people, and now they can pass the ball relatively smoothly.
Seeing this performance, the subdued fans once again shouted and cheered. Although compared with the pre-match formation, it seemed sparse, but for the small players who were still in a tense state on the field, it was better than nothing.
Gilberto and Alfonso were obviously a little nervous. They were full of enthusiasm when they were on the bench, lamenting and commenting on the mistakes of their teammates, but once they faced the fierce attack of Sporting Lisbon, they immediately panicked.
Ricardo and Tamaro retracted, instantly forming a four-person encirclement of the Lisbon Orient midfielder. Gilberto lost his way in the chaotic army, turned around and got rid of Costa. A figure in a ochre-red jersey waved away.
The ball had no strength at all, and before it rolled to Alfonso's feet, it was intercepted by Zorbin who had been watching for a long time from the left. Although Jan was stuck in front of him, he was still beaten by him and Costa. Zorbin moved forward quickly and had already dribbled the ball past the midfield.
Tavares turned around to respond, and made a concealed gesture in front of him, hitting the wall to prevent offside. He also wanted to replicate the trick in the first half.Now without the obstruction of the sweepers, it is really difficult to stop the double forwards of Sporting Lisbon with only these two crooked central defenders.
Zobin and Davral understood Tavares' intentions at the same time. The former passed a pass that was very suitable for stopping with his back, and the latter had already quietly walked towards the gap between the two defenders. It's about to be done.
The situation on the field became so abrupt that before the fans in the stands could react, Beasley, who was sitting on the bench, jumped out, stood on the sideline, waved his hands and roared: "Back to defense! Back to defense! Concentrate! !"
Almeida Weilton was in the seat on the rostrum. He thought that Orient Lisbon, who had strengthened the midfielder, would bring some surprises, but he didn't expect that the defense would still be pierced by one hit.From the same player background, he couldn't tell that the opponent obviously wanted to repeat the trick of the first goal in the first half.
Luigi Simodo's only son, Davral, was already waiting in the open space. Look at the way the boy's thigh muscles stretched out, like a lion that preys on anyone, yes, a green and white striped lion.
Almeida touched the Lisbon Orient team logo embroidered on his left chest, with a dejected and lonely expression on his face, and looked at Antonio sitting beside him, which also became intriguing.
Tavares leaned back skillfully after receiving the ball, trying to find the strength of the central defender to fight against, but he made it empty.Just when his center of gravity was unstable, Diallo sprang out from the left hand side deftly, his upper body squeezed and bumped, and his left foot stretched out below, intending to poke the ball away.
Tavares staggered a little in panic, and the outer instep of his right foot popped out desperately, and he passed the ball before Diallo.But this was a little troublesome for Zorbin, who came forward, so he had to turn around and chase the return pass that missed a lot. Before he could catch up, Costa's voice sounded behind him: "There is someone!"
Zorbin was startled, and ran towards the flying ball with his legs wide open. Unexpectedly, a black shadow rushed out from the diagonal stab, and his body slid down to the ground, shoveling away, and snatched it away in front of him. Looking closely at the ball, it was Yang who had just been passed by him two times and one time!
With a roar, he chased after him, ready to fight on the ground, and pulled out his right leg, intending to face the ankle that was hooking the ball.Zobin heard from Costa and others that this Chinese-Portuguese mixed-race boy refuted Davlar's face several times when he was in the U9 team, so no matter who meets him on the field, don't show mercy!
Seeing Zobin rushing towards him viciously, Yang stabilized his breath, half-kneeled up with his left hand on the ground, took advantage of the momentum with his right foot to pass the ball behind him, squatted and jumped half a step to the left, and crossed his body with him. However, it was as dexterous as a bird escaping a net by flicking its wings.
Zorbin, who rushed over his head, looked back in shock. Yang had already stood up and dribbled away with the ball. In just this moment of dodging past, he ran four or five meters away, and it was impossible for him to catch up again.
Davlar didn't wait for the expected pass, and when he turned around, he realized that the situation was wrong. He knew that Young's dribbling skills were excellent, so he immediately called out to his teammates: "Stop him!"
Costa originally planned to outflank the rear, but after hearing this shout, he immediately blocked Yang's body.He has a strong body, but his lateral movement speed is very slow, and turning is his weakest point among his weaknesses. Yang has already spotted this point, pulled the ball sideways and slammed forward, thrusting his chest forward, and barely avoided the back Costa's tugging, and the ochre-red jersey, were all pulled by his fingers for a while.
Passing Costa, Sporting Lisbon's midfield was already empty, and Ricardo and Tamaro were helpless standing on the wing.This was an excellent opportunity, but when he ran across the center line, Yang suddenly found with some despair that neither the striker nor the two full-backs had moved. They just looked at him stupidly and opened their mouths.
At this time, if Peder was here, it would be great...
After running back and forth for dozens of meters, his not-so-large chest could no longer support him in an anaerobic state.But how many choices are left now?The people from Sporting Lisbon were chasing after them. The two replaced midfielders had decent defense and had no ability to play the ball at all.
It’s still not enough to be the last person. Why is the 11-a-side football field so long, and no matter how hard you run, you can’t run to the end. The footsteps behind you are getting more and more dense. Yang shook his head helplessly, his eyes were a little blurred...
"I come!"
A violent roar sounded from the side, and the unexpected voice pulled Yang out of his semi-dizzy state. He shook his head, and Diallo rushed from the side like a mad tiger, with a ferocious expression on his face. You can even find that there is saliva spraying out of his wide open mouth...
The competition is hot, and I want to bookmark and recommend spicy!
(End of this chapter)
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