Football: My coaches are all world-class stars

Judging from Zhang Bo's stupid performance just now, his teammates actually didn't want to pass the ball to him again.

However, he was the one who snatched the ball in the first place. In view of this, the ball still flew towards the penalty area.

Zhang Bo stared at the incoming ball, the image flashed in his eyes, and the blond player appeared again.

Now Zhang Bo didn't hesitate any more, turned around following the pace of the blond figure, and ran back a few steps.

Age was sticking close to Zhang Bo, but unexpectedly he took a "step back".

Just as he was about to catch up, he watched the football fly towards Zhang Bo's head in an unbiased manner.

"Accurate placement judgment!"

When Agg saw it, he secretly cried out that it was not good.

Subconsciously wanted to grab Zhang Bo, but found that his whole body was leaning back, so he put his hand down immediately.

After all, it is too difficult to head the ball backwards, and it is generally impossible to send it with force.

...

At this moment, Zhang Bo is fully focused on this header, and everything around him is blocked by him.

Seeing that the ball was close to the landing point, Zhang Bo quickly kicked the ground with his right foot, bent his left foot and swung up, raised his arms high, and jumped straight up.

"boom!"

The blond player in the picture put his head on the ball, and Zhang Bo on the field used exactly the same posture to head towards the incoming ball.

It was like a hammer was hammered on the football. The goalkeeper of the youth team didn't even have time to make a save. The football had already hung into the goal from the upper right corner.

This... how is this possible!

The judgment of the landing point, the choice of force, and the angle of the attack are all the most perfect.

This is a perfect, textbook header!

Age was the closest, looking at Zhang Bo's familiar face, he suddenly felt a little strange.

"You...why are you so powerful...?"

Sincerely, Age uttered a question filled with admiration.

Just after admiring, a huge roar erupted from the sidelines.

"damn it!"

"Age, don't you know how to stare at people?"

"Do you just watch your opponent score on your head?"

"Is such a tall person just used to get closer to the sun?"

Pittman asked three times, and Agger's face turned red.

"It's not the coach, it's Bo..."

Agger was interrupted by Pittman in the middle of his speech, and his head coach said angrily, "Keep an eye on him. If it happens again, I will definitely give you an unforgettable 'dessert'!"

Pittman's words directly made Agger's whole body tremble.

Busy assured: "You can rest assured, coach, even if the water in the Thames River is dry, I will not let Bo score another goal."

Pittman nodded in satisfaction.

Then he turned to Zhang Bo's teammate on the other side and said, "A little more cross."

After that, regardless of the various expressions of the players, he returned to the sidelines on his own.

...

Sheringham could see that it was very hard for the head coach of the youth team.

After finally maintaining his angry expression, he walked to Sheringham's side, but he stopped him with a single sentence.

"I said, such a powerful talent, you can still try it out."

Pittman finally let go of the anger he pretended, and quietly said beside Sheringham: "If he can always show this talent, I can't let him go."

The header just now was so exciting that Sheringham nodded and couldn't help but admire: "The header just now made me think of someone."

Pittman seemed to feel the same way as Sheringham.

Hearing him say this, he immediately interjected: "Jurgen Klinsmann, the golden bomber!"

"Yes! It's exactly what I thought!" Sheringham immediately agreed.

The sharpness of grabbing, the powerful header technique, and the posture of the body are all exactly the same as the golden bomber back then!

Pittman replied softly: "Maybe it's just a coincidence, take another look, maybe..."

"Bang!"

Before Pittman finished speaking, he heard a loud bang.

Looking over the field, it turned out that Zhang Bo successfully completed another header.

It's just that luck was not so good this time, and the ball hit the top of the crossbar, making a loud "bang-dang" sound.

The sound was so loud that even the goal trembled slightly, which showed how powerful the header was.

Sheringham was suddenly relieved that his impromptu idea was not in vain.

Seeing Pittman's wide-eyed eyes and unbelievable expression, and seeing Zhang Bo standing in the penalty area on the court, holding his head in his hands in remorse, and Agger beside him who was still on the ground, Sheringham finally couldn't help laughing. smiled.

He smiled jokingly and said to Pittman: "Mr. Pittman, it seems that you don't know enough about your players."

It's just that Pittman didn't have time to respond to Sheringham's teasing.

If it was just a coincidence once, what about the second time?

Looking at the main central defender Agger who fell to the ground, Pittman knew that he had tried his best.

Zhang Bo's prediction of the landing point was really good, and he got stuck in the seat ahead of time, so Agger couldn't use his strength.

It's just that Zhang Bo has a few catties, how could the coach not know?

"Could it be that God suddenly opened his soul?"

Regardless of whether it is God's credit or not, Pittman regretted it a bit.

"This guy can't leave, at least not until he reaches his full potential!"

Having made up his mind, Pittman did not intend to let Zhang Bo go just like that today.

He took out the tactical board, summoned Age and another main defender, Melton, and arranged for a while.

Zhang Bo felt that he had already shown a certain amount of talent. Although this talent was entirely due to the sudden rise of the blond figure, he had shown something no matter what.

Unfortunately, Coach Pittman does not seem to be convinced by himself.

When the game started again, Pittman directly arranged for a corner kick, but this time there were two people beside Zhang Bo.

Melton kept staring at himself and tugging, his hands kept moving.

Zhang Bo wanted to protest very much, but unfortunately the assistant coach obviously didn't have any intention to express.

Zhang Bo knew that he could only endure it.

On the other side, Age also squeezed in front of Zhang Bo. All kinds of interference made Zhang Bo unable to see the route of the ball.

These two people didn't care what happened to the people around them, they just stared at Zhang Bo.

against!

It's so targeted!

Zhang Bo knew that he was probably doomed to pack his bags today, but before he left, he wanted to slap these people in the face.

As the football flew in, the blond player in front of Zhang Bo appeared again, but this time Agger was blocking his route, and Melton was behind him, so Zhang Bo couldn't follow the illusory figure at all.

"damn it!"

"Don't let me win, I want to win!"

At the critical moment, Zhang Bo's unyielding spirit was finally inspired.

Seeing that he couldn't grab the landing point, Zhang Bo simply found another way.

His hand lightly touched Ag's back, causing him to lean and miss the first landing point.

He lowered his body and flew out.

The strength of the whole body made it impossible for Melton behind him to pull back.

The jersey was pulled long, but it couldn't stop Zhang Bo from flying out.

"呲啦" sound.

The jersey finally couldn't hold back and was torn apart. Zhang Bo got rid of the shackles and headed for the ball head-on!

Dive bombing!

Another goal!