rpbooks Chapter 281 "Shuffle"
Chapter 281 "Shuffle"
Chapter 281 "Shuffle"
"In the second half, Jose, take a break, and Leo will take your place as a defensive midfielder."
"Angel, you replace Wenta."
In the locker room of the home team, head coach Manuel Pellegrini called out the names of several players in a row. Anyone could see that the old coach was determined to train the recruits in the second half when the team's victory was already decided. up.
Mawuba and Angel became excited, and everyone expressed their congratulations or encouragement. At this time, Pellegrini turned his attention to Fan Bizhuang again.
"Fan... In the second half you..."
Before Pellegrini finished speaking, Fan Bizhuang stood up and spoke out first: "My physical fitness is fine, sir, can I play a little longer?"
"Kick for a while?"
Pellegrini really wanted to give Fan Bizhuang more time to rest, but since the other party strongly requested it, he seemed to have no reason to disagree. He didn't think much about it, but thought it might be because of Fan Bizhuang's self-conscious state today. Excellent, but haven't scored yet, I feel a little unwilling, so I want to work harder in the second half to see if I can score a goal.
"Okay." Pellegrini looked at Fan Bizhuang's requesting eyes, and finally nodded in agreement, but he also issued his own warning, "Don't do risky moves, Fan, I don't want to be the same as last time , on the sidelines in fear."
"No problem, sir, thank you."
Fan Bizhuang sincerely thanks.
The teammates didn't care about the conversation between the two, it was just a small episode, but Riquelme, who was sitting in the corner, suddenly smiled.
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After the halftime adjustment and returning to the court, Racing Santander's performance was much better than before. At least their thinking should be unified. In the case of three goals behind, they began to increase their strength in the attack. Seek a breakthrough on the end.
Offensive versus offensive is Villarreal's favorite way of playing. If the opponent is Real Madrid or Barcelona, the submarine may not be able to take advantage of the offensive, or even fall behind. The current opponent is just a downstream team that is inferior to them both in terms of overall and individual ability. Naturally, there is no pressure for them to fight.
The two sides played offensive football very openly, you come and go, the scene became exciting and beautiful, and the wonderful passes and shots that appeared from time to time caused the fans on the scene to applaud and exclaim.On the other hand, Villarreal still firmly holds the upper hand in the game by virtue of its strong overall.
But the visiting team is not without opportunities. The new French midfielders Mavuba and Angel are the weakness of the team. , It is also difficult for them to cooperate tacitly with their teammates. In these two links, mistakes often occur, and the visiting team has also seen this and concentrated their offensive more on the right.
In the 7th minute, Korsa made a breakthrough on the left and knocked the football back to the center.This position was originally supposed to be filled by Mavuba, but because of insufficient understanding, Mavuba was taken away by Munitis, and Riquelme did not immediately fill up for him, and a large area was formed in the middle. free time.
Racing Santander seized this opportunity. Polish striker Smolarek received the football smoothly. After taking two steps, he kicked directly at the top of the arc in the penalty area. The football went straight to the upper left corner of the goal. Diego Lo Pace missed a save, the football went into the net, the score became 3:1, and Racing Santander pulled one back.
In this conceded goal, both Angel and Mavuba must bear certain responsibilities, and the most depressing one is Octopus Lopez. In fact, before this conceded goal, he hardly had much The opportunity to perform, Racing Santander did not have a few threatening shots at all, he can be said to be the most idle person on the field.
This made his body a little stiff, and Smolarek's shot was a bit sudden, which made him even more unprepared. After losing the chain, he lost the ball in his first game on behalf of the team. It's hard not to be depressed.
"Santiago, run more, you have to give more help and support to your companions behind you!"
"Roman, focus more, don't let the opponent break through the midfield defense easily!"
"Leo, Angel, cheer me up, the two of you, if you make any mistakes, get out of here!"
Mr. Ruben, who was instructed by the head coach, waved and yelled at the sidelines, while Pellegrini beside him shook his head helplessly, and there was no trace of anger on his face. When the first recruit came on the field, he had already expected it. This is an inevitable thing. The time for the two of them to join the team is too short, and there is still a long way to go before they can get in touch with the team.
The defense is not as solid as before, as evidenced by this conceded goal.But on the offensive end, Villarreal is still remarkable.After conceding the ball, the home team quickly responded with practical actions, severely extinguishing the opponent's just-burning hope.
Only 3 minutes later, Villarreal played a wonderful team pass in the frontcourt. After passing several times in a row, Fan Bizhuang moved the football to the right sideways in a wide range, and Cazorla took advantage of the situation to push the football to the right. It was given to Forlan who pulled out of the penalty area. The latter lightly knocked the football with his heel with his back. Rossi brought the ball into the penalty area. After arriving, facing almost half of the empty goal, he easily pushed the ball forward.
A series of fast passes made people dazzled.And the last shot, as if it was the final word, brought this cooperation to a successful end.
The fans were hooked, and the commentators on the scene screamed even more.
"Wonderful cooperation, beautiful goal! Flowing and flowing, without a single pause, this is our football, this is Villarreal!"
"If it weren't for the home team players on the field wearing yellow jerseys, I would have thought it was Barcelona on the field. It turns out that the beautiful passing of football is not only the Catalan team can play, Villarreal Al can do it too! Great!"
On the bench outside the court, Fernandez opened his mouth and exclaimed, "What a beautiful team goal!" Then he clapped his hands fiercely, and there were several other new players who made the same move as him. Team recruits.
Villarreal is considered a strong team in La Liga. The recruits know this, but they don't know that the team they joined can play such a beautiful and wonderful teamwork. While being surprised, there is also a feeling of pride.
"Don't make a fuss, our reputation is not as good as Barcelona and Real Madrid, but our strength is definitely not weak. In Spain, they are not the only ones who can play artistic football, we can do it too. Just watch, You will have even bigger surprises in the future, and you will be proud of the jersey you are wearing."
This is the voice of the old captain Josico. He tried his best to cover up his pride and excitement with an understatement, as if such a goal was just a trivial matter.It has to be said that Josico is also an expert at pretending to be 13.
Some young players and recruits looked at him with admiration and envy, which made him feel very comfortable.
"I feel like my blood is about to boil. With such a team and such outstanding teammates, I believe that I will achieve better results with everyone!" Fernandez clenched his fists and said, "I can't wait to play It's..."
"Matthias..."
Fernandez was lecturing himself, when a voice came from not far away, and when he looked up, he saw the assistant teacher Mr. Ruben beckoning to him and beckoning him to put on his vest.
Everyone knew what this meant. Everyone looked at Fernandez enviously. The latter laughed, put on his vest quickly, and ran to the warm-up area on the sidelines.
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"I really don't want to give me the chance to play the whole game."
Fan Bizhuang curled his lips, noticing the movement on the sidelines from the corner of his eyes, he looked at the big screen on the scene, the game time displayed on it had just passed 10 minutes, he exhaled lightly, and then Run straight to the middle.
At this moment, the visiting team is holding the ball. They just lost the ball and passed it back and forth to their feet in the midfield. It seems that they want to stabilize the rhythm.Korsa distributed the ball to his partner in the center, and he crossed the center circle line, ready to repeat his tricks and look for opportunities on the left.
As a result, this time he didn't wait for his partner's pass. When he looked back, Villarreal's No. 23 player had rushed to the middle, and then...he reached out and hugged Luis Ma who was in possession of the ball.
This... what does this guy want to do?
Is it defensive?
But this defense is too...too ironic, right?
Not to mention that Korsa was a little baffled, even the fans and coaches on the sidelines were also at a loss.Fan Bizhuang's move made people really puzzled. You said he was focusing on defense, but it didn't make sense. Is there any way to defend like this?As soon as he came up, he didn't run towards the ball, er, of course, he didn't run towards the person either—he didn't make malicious moves at all, but directly hugged the opponent to prevent him from breaking free.
Is this guy... playing football?
There was a burst of laughter at the scene. Although the fans didn't know what kind of madness their lucky general suddenly had, such a scene was indeed quite enjoyable to watch.
Alsace opened his mouth wide, and exclaimed: "Fan hugged the opponent's player with the ball in a standard rugby tackle, beautiful defense... Ha, of course, this is for rugby. For football, he Foul!"
"What is this kid doing? What trouble does he want to cause himself?"
Pellegrini was also dumbfounded. Looking at the assistant beside him who was also at a loss, he waved his hand and signaled: "Let Mathias play, Fan is messed up again, don't replace him, say Maybe it’s going to cause some trouble again!”
Mr. Ruben nodded and pushed Fernandez, who was also in a daze, but the latter didn't realize it.
"It's your turn, Mathias," urged Mr. Reuben.
Fernandez turned his head and said in a daze, "Sir, is that guy really the main forward of the team? Is the guy I want to compete with such a person? Why do I feel that his brain seems a little..."
The word "abnormal" was not spoken, but Mr. Ruben understood the meaning completely.With black lines all over his head, he glared at him bitterly. He wanted to explain but didn't know where to start, so he could only change the subject.
"Leave him alone, do what you have to do, get on the pitch, Mathias."
(End of this chapter)