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Chapter 37 Just practice a little bit
The holiday is over and the team is back in training mode.

After all, we are still in the league period. A short break is fine, but we cannot wait for a long time.

The training camp is still mainly based on running in various tactics, supplemented by small-scale passing and receiving coordination.

Van Stryak has relatively reduced the amount of training, and they will have double games next week.

In addition to the Super League, they also play in the Bosnia and Herzegovina Cup.

In a two-front battle, physical fitness must be the top priority.

During Su Ke's training today, he also wore his new sneakers and started training.

With the new boots, I don't know if it's a psychological factor, but I feel like my performance is even better.

Suker passed several through balls that penetrated the defense, and his cooperation with Modric became more and more skillful.

The only problem is that the cooperation between Su Ke and the winger is not so smooth.

At first, Su Ke thought it was his own problem, but later he discovered that after every pass, he could not receive the return pass.

Oliveira is a lone ranger.

The kind who rushes to death on the wing. After losing the ball, he spreads his hands and spits in the side, asking his teammates to chase after him. He actually does some disgusting things.

However, this guy's dribbling and passing skills are still very accurate.

This may be why the head coach tolerates him.

But it's very awkward to cooperate with this guy.

After Suker failed to see the return pass several times, he simply stopped leaning to the right and focused on the left wing.

Anyway, the ball is at his feet, and it is Suker who has the final say who passes it to him.

If you refuse to cooperate, then I will refuse to pass the ball to you.

Suker didn't pass the ball to Oliveira, and Modric didn't pass the ball to this lazy guy.

He was given up on all two organization points, and Oliveira didn't even get a chance to touch the ball in the remaining 10 minutes.

"Hey! Here! Pass the ball!"

Oliveira shouted towards Suk.

Suk turned to the left, as if he didn't hear it, and passed it directly to Biriyal.

A few minutes later, Oliveira shouted to Modric again.

"Here! Here! The front of me is empty!"

Modric glanced at Oliveira, who immediately made a move forward, but the next second Modric turned and passed back.

The reply will not be sent to you either!
"Shit!"

Oliveira shook his fist angrily.

He looked at Suker and Modric with angry eyes, and both of them turned their backs to him, which made him even more irritated.

"Oliveira messed with the wrong person!"

Assistant coach Van Dier shook his head.

That's it for everyone else. Suker and Modric are the two organizational points in the frontcourt.

It is no exaggeration to say that 60% of Mostar Zlinyiski's offensive passes are concentrated at Modric's feet, and the remaining 40% are dominated by Suker.

The two men share the team's organizational power equally.

And when Oliveira refused to cooperate with Suker, Suker and Modric directly deprived Oliveira of the right to play.

If you don't pass the ball to him, he'll kick the ball.

Therefore, in a team, anyone can be provoked, even the captain can be scolded.

But once they annoy the organizers, they really don't pass the ball!

Van Dier looked at the head coach Van Steyak in front and said: "Wouldn't you solve Oliveira's problem?"

Oliveira is the team's cancer.

Going to bars, visiting nightclubs, staying up late at night, having fun before games, and even leading teammates to bad behavior.

Especially in recent times, this guy has gone too far.

It's just that this guy is a direct descendant of Mostar Zlinyiski. He climbed up step by step from the youth training and even reached the position of vice captain.

It is not easy to send such a guy away.

However, Van Stryak has obviously begun to take action.

"It won't be long. Let Boamedo play some games recently."

Hearing this, Fan Dier raised his eyebrows slightly, indicating that he was about to get serious.

The match ended with Suker and Modric ignoring Oliveira on the right.

This also makes Oliveira almost like air.

Oliveira had never been so angry before. As soon as the team match ended, he walked towards Suker and Modric angrily.

"Hey!"

Kosopech stopped Oliveira.

"It's none of your business!"

Oliveira angrily tried to push Kosopech.

But with Kosopech's height of more than 190 centimeters and his strong build, there is nothing he can push.

Soon, another strong man, Masovich, also came over and stood next to Kosopech. Haqiqi, Krpic, and Haskevich also gathered around.

Goalkeeper Kish also stood aside and shouted: "Calm down."

Despite what he said, the position is slightly tilted towards Kosopeci.

Seeing the overwhelming number of people on the other side, Oliveira had a hint of anger in his eyes, and he could only say harshly: "Take care of your little brother!"

After watching Oliveira leave, Kosopech breathed a sigh of relief, walked towards Suker and Modric and sighed, "You have gone too far."

"He doesn't cooperate, and neither do I." Su Ke is also a stubborn person.But the more stubborn one is Modric.

"That kind of idiot who can't even seize the opportunity, why should I pass the ball to him."

Everyone couldn't help but grin.

These two little guys really compete with each other in their own personalities.

Kosopechi didn’t know how to persuade him.

Anyway, things have already happened, and when Oliveira really wants to make trouble, he will continue.

fight!

He is not afraid!
"Ah! That's right!"

Su Ke suddenly screamed strangely and ran away quickly.

"Why did he go?"

Kosopech asked curiously.

Modric shook his head; "I don't know."

At this time, Su Ke had already rushed out of the training ground, wearing new sneakers, and sprinted towards the office building.

Sure enough, the coaching staff was intercepted halfway.

Looking at Su Ke who was gasping for breath, Van Steyak asked curiously, "What's the matter?"

Su Ke said decisively; "I want to practice strength!"

Before Van Stryak could say anything, the physical fitness coach on the side immediately scolded: "No! You are still in the development period. Don't you want to grow taller?"

Physical coach Hartbach is very responsible. He is not only responsible for the current Suker, but also for the future Suker.

Strength training will inevitably make the muscles thicker, thereby losing explosive power and elasticity, which will affect growth and development.

Suk said quickly, "No, no, no! I'll just practice a little bit."

"Not at all!" Hartbach immediately refused.

Suk was immediately depressed.

At this time, Van Stryak asked curiously; "Why do you want to practice strength?"

Suk was at a loss for words.

How to say?
He's just two points away from making his shooting skills improve by leaps and bounds?
Suk grinned and made up a reason.

"I've heard that some strength training can help you grow taller."

Van Stryak didn't quite understand, so he turned to look at the fitness coach Hartbach.

The latter touched his chin and said, "A certain amount of strength training can indeed promote height, and it requires auxiliary stretching to keep the ligaments elastic."

Suk nodded immediately: "Right! Right!"

"Do you want to practice strength and assist growth?" Physical coach Hartbach asked.

He also thought Suk was too short.

Suk nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Hartbach turned to look at Van Steyak and said, "How about leaving Suk's training to me in the morning? In the afternoon, we will have normal tactical drills."

Van Steyak nodded; "No problem. Anyway, it's some basic training in the morning. It's the same with or without him."

Hartbach turned to look at Suk and said, "Wait for me at the training ground at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning. I will customize a matching strength training program for you."

Su Ke was so excited that he quickly promised to be there at six o'clock tomorrow to warm up in advance.

Hartbach laughed and scolded; "Make sure you get enough sleep. If you don't sleep well, you won't grow taller!"

Suk shut up immediately.

Watching Suk jumping away, Hartbach had a hint of intense interest in his eyes.

"He has talent comparable to Modric, but it has not been fully developed."

The others nodded.

They are all coaches from the Netherlands.

Hartbach, who previously worked at Ajax's youth training base, is currently a fitness coach, but he also has a way of developing young players.

Or maybe it's a career issue. Whenever he sees some talented players, he can't help but want to get involved.

"Trouble! You have to get up early tomorrow!"

He was clearly talking about trouble, but he couldn't hide the smile on his lips.

This scene made others laugh.

Su Ke is impatient. Once he decides something, he can't wait for a second.

But what Hartbach said was a bit scary.

If you don't grow taller if you practice strength, Su Ke originally thought about practicing more secretly, but if he really did this, he might not be able to grow taller.

This is a big deal and cannot be taken lightly.

For this reason, Suk changed his direction.

He took out a rubber ball from the equipment room that was not yet closed, and after arriving at the training ground, he dropped it directly on the court.

He wants to practice shooting!
The red card's shooting bonus is part of it, as is your own shooting ability.

There are only six card slots today. If there are better cards in the future, should he keep the shot?
For this reason, if you can practice something, practice it yourself.

At the training ground in the evening, facing the setting sun, the lonely shadow of the young man stretched across the field.

The crisp sound of shoe uppers touching the ball, and the sound of the ball hitting the net again and again, together form a symphony called "Dream" that is playing slowly.

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