Football: the history of the first ball

Xiao Jian and Li Sike rented a car and rushed to this remote village called Akexi.

When they saw a football game being played on the sand, the two couldn't help being shocked.

What shocked them was nothing else, but how obsessed and devoted these boys were to playing under such difficult conditions.

The field is full of yellow sand, flying sand and rolling stones.

However, this group of Weili youths played enthusiastically one by one, and they didn't care about the simplicity of the stadium at all.

A football is a broken ball with a third of its skin worn off.

Ten players are playing and cooperating with each other. They try to keep the ball away from their only opponent, the big 1.8-meter-six young man.

Xiao Jian's eyes were firmly fixed on the young man who was as strong as an iron tower. His face was sharp and three-dimensional, and he looked quite handsome.

He stood there with a calm face, but when his eyes looked at the ball, it seemed that there was a fire burning.

He wants to fight against 11 people with his own strength. The 11 people on the opposite side look like they often play football, and they look quite organized when they cooperate.

Just when the opponent passed the ball into the penalty area and approached him, he suddenly started.

With his movement, Lisk couldn't help exclaiming: "Brother, this guy is very fast."

Because this is sandy land, it is not easy to run fast on it.

Not only slipping, but also consume a lot of physical energy.

This tower-like fellow strode forward with long legs and rushed out like a snow leopard. He grasped the timing of the steal very well.

He fell to the ground with a sliding tackle, and in the flying sand, he slid four meters and successfully intercepted the pass.

Then he jumped up and ran with the ball.

He is like a beast carrying wind and sand, frightening the opponent's four defenders to keep shoveling and defending. Too fast and the goalkeeper is dumbfounded.

The young man who scored the goal pointed to the sky and muttered to himself.

Xiao Jian said to Lisk: "What do you think of him?"

Lisk said: "The steal just now was very powerful. I don't think it is inferior to the judgment of a professional player."

Xiao Jian nodded and said, "That's right. Sliding four or five meters to grab the pass was still on the sandy ground. This kind of judgment is not something ordinary people can make. Let's see."

For the next match, the more they watched, the more frightened they became.

This man actually ran the whole field with his own strength, he was like a tireless beast, almost the whole half of the field was covered by his running shadow.

It was just an informal village ball game, and his attitude was terrifyingly serious.

He steals a lot of balls, and after playing for half an hour, he actually scored ten goals, while the opponent only scored four goals.

Because the opponent shoots, it may not necessarily score a goal.But he dribbles the ball, nine times out of ten he can score.

The more the opponent fights, the less confident he is.

"Stop playing, Akujan, it's boring, you win every time."

"That's right, you're so awesome, you'd better go back to the team. If your family disagrees, let me tell you, why don't you sneak away."

The tower-like guy who fought against the whole team with his own strength was originally called Akujan, and he said with regret: "It is impossible to run. How about it, play with me for another half an hour, I finally found time Come out and kick a ball."

"I don't want to play anymore. It's boring to play with you. We have to play by ourselves, so you can play by yourself."

At this moment, someone on the sidelines suddenly said, "How about I play with you?"

The young people looked to the sidelines, and saw a smiling young man with a red beard speaking, and a big man with a height of two meters standing beside him.