Chapter 157
Chapter 157
Chapter 157
The audience booed Li Le wildly.
''This big idiot, who doesn't have that ability, still wants to play with floats, have you seen it?deserve it! ''
''Why is Laichuan No. [-] Middle School such a wonderful player? No wonder they lost so badly two years ago. ''
''In addition to creating tragedies, the tragedy team is just funny. ''
''What a shame! ''
Facing the boos of the audience, Li Le's psychological quality was stronger than Li Le's, and his face changed color, and his heart felt as uncomfortable as a boulder was crushed.
Dong Weiran had already planned to retreat, but he didn't expect that Li Le would pass the ball back, so he was unprepared. Seeing that the ball had already been passed back, he could only catch the ball preconditionally.
At this time, the offensive players in the frontcourt and the midfielders are all in the opponent's half and the penalty area, and have not yet run back.
Dong Weiran took the ball and observed for a long time, and suddenly found the only way to pass the ball.
He adjusted his feet slightly, swung his calf, and made a straight kick. The ball passed through the rib space between the opposing fullback and central defender, and went straight to the baseline.
He gave the ball to Su Cheng who was walking out of the penalty area, but Su Cheng didn't understand his intention and didn't run ahead of time. When he realized it, it was too late to run again. Protected the bottom line.
The opponent's goal kick.
All the players in Laichuan No. [-] Middle School walked back with their heads down.
At this time, the game had progressed to 11 minutes and 30 seconds. For a long period of time, Laichuan No. [-] Middle School did not create any danger in the attack, but made continuous mistakes, and they were all relatively low-level mistakes.
Wang Dali was quite dissatisfied with the team's overall performance, because he felt that the reason why the team could not create a threat was because everyone played too complicatedly and did not play according to the tactics he formulated for everyone before the game.
When he returned to the midfield, he paid attention to the opponent players around him, and at the same time called his teammates to approach him, and then told everyone his tactical intention: "What's the matter, everyone?"How did I arrange the tactics before the game?Why did you all forget?Our team has just been established, and we can't play too complicated football, we can only play simple and rough football. ''
Everyone bowed their heads and listened, and no one dared to express their opinions.
Wang Dali continued to frown and shouted: "Everyone, stop embroidering. If you continue to embroider, we must lose!"After everyone gets the ball, the kick is simpler, and they hit me directly on the head. Although the success rate of this kick seems to be low on the surface, as long as it succeeds once, it is enough to change the score on the field. ''
Most of the team felt that what he said made sense, and they nodded to show that they understood.
A small number of people, such as Zheng Bin and Su Cheng, although they know that the style of play that Wang Dali said has no future, but considering the current strength of the team, they can't play gorgeous football at all, and it's a little more complicated. There will be various mistakes.
They know in their hearts that the team's primary goal now is to survive and not be eliminated, and at this critical moment, playing simpler may have unexpected effects.
After the game kicked off again, everyone began to play according to Wang Dali's tactical intention. After everyone got the ball, as soon as halftime passed, they immediately passed into the penalty area.
But the effect of such random crosses is not good, because most of the team's footwork is not good, and the passed balls are not accurate. Even if there is an occasional kick, the speed is not fast enough. The central defender had plenty of time to choose a position and surrounded Wang Dali.
Wang Dali fought for a long time in the penalty area alone and helpless. He was so tired that he was sweating, but let alone the chance to shoot, he couldn't even touch the ball. Fight for action, or give him a yellow card right away.
Wang Dali spent a long time trying, but only returned a few warnings from the referee, which made him feel aggrieved and aggrieved, wishing to beat up the opponent's central defender and express his anger.
As the game continued, the whole team of Laichuan No. [-] Middle School gradually realized that this style of play where everyone passes the ball after getting the ball will not work.
Players with poor footwork gradually consciously control the number of passes they make. After everyone gets the ball, try to pass the ball to players with good footwork, creating space for them to pass.
The player with the best footwork in Laichuan No. [-] Middle School is Zheng Bin.
Everyone created opportunities for him in various ways, and wanted him to pass a deadly cross.
But the players from Anyi Town Middle School on the opposite side are not fools either. They all remember the head coach’s instructions after the opening game. They all do their best and don't dare to slack off in the slightest.
As soon as Zheng Bin gets the ball, two or three people from the opponent will immediately surround him. Some will block his passing route, some will snatch the ball close to him, and some will protect him from the back to prevent him from creating a threat after breaking through.
Under the care of the opponent's players, Zheng Bin not only played very tired, but also had no chance to pass the threatening ball at all.
The old coach of Anyi Town Middle School on the sidelines was very satisfied with the defensive attitude of the players of his team. From time to time, he applauded the players on his palms and shouted loudly: "Beautiful, just play like this, don't give them any chance." ''
Seeing that his teammates on the court were unable to start the game, Zhou Zheng was scratching his head in anxiety off the court, hoping that Wang Dali could replace him on the court soon.
On the court, Laichuan No. [-] Middle School continued to organize the offense. Zheng Bin took the ball in the middle of the midfield, used the change in rhythm to throw off the opponent's first defender, and then quickly passed through the opponent's second defender.
''pretty!Brother Bin is awesome! ''Zhou Zheng couldn't help shouting loudly.
Zheng Bin, who showed his true skills, left the audience dumbfounded.
''I have to admit that the two strokes of No. 7 are really beautiful. ''
''It's really unexpected that there are such players in Laichuan No. [-] Middle School. ''
''Fortunately, there is only one such player on the opposite side, otherwise...''
''Everyone put their hearts in their stomachs, even if there are two more players like this on the opposite side, they will definitely lose. ''
''Why? '' Someone asked in bewilderment. ''
''Because the other teammates are too pigs, they can't move at all. ''
As soon as this sentence came out, the audience around laughed.
The assistant coach of Anyi Town Middle School immediately stood up. He walked up to the old coach and said in an admiring tone: "Coach, you have a really unique vision. This No. 7 technique is very good, and the connection is very fast. Even if the players are placed in key middle schools in the city, they can still play the main force. ''
The old coach gave him a meaningful look, then turned his head, and continued to pay attention to the situation on the field: "This is not the full strength of the No. 7 player. His position should not be on the midfielder. If his position requires , it may not be this score on the field now! ''
(End of this chapter)
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