Football Should Be Played Like Me

boom!

On the green field, the football drew a beautiful arc, but was successfully blocked by the goalkeeper.

"Oh! It's a pity! Beqierqi's kick is quite threatening, but the angle is too positive."

"Of course, being able to get up in such an environment is a symbol of ability. Bečić has two people in a row before, and he is the most threatening player in the San Remo team today!"

The narrator had to compliment Bechic.

Because in the first 20 minutes of the game, Beqiqi really played eye-catching.

Of course, in the eyes of professionals, although Bečić’s style of play is very entertaining, the increase in Sanremo is actually not great.

Bečić didn't create a real killing intent.

Berretelli is the right answer for Sanremo.

Lu Yang looked at Bechic who was squandering the ball, but there was no emotion in his eyes.

Lu Yang is professional enough.

Before the game, Suotu found Lu Yang and told him to fully cooperate with Bečić's performance in the first half.

In the second half, Bečić would turn it around.

Lu Yang knew the pressure Suo Tu was facing, so he did not embarrass Suo Tu, he agreed.

Football is sometimes more than just football. Anyone who loves football should know this. Especially in Europe, football is closely related to culture, economy and politics.

"If you want to keep playing like this, you should switch sides with Bayzami. Camihong's ability and awareness to step up and assist is stronger than Mathias." Lu Yang told Bechic.

Beqierqi knew that what Lu Yang said made sense, but he was not moved.

He is used to playing on the right.

For the left and right wing players, in fact, sometimes the difference is not only in the issue of the left and right feet, nor is it only in the issue of choosing a bottom pass or an inside shot.

Take the simplest example.

The right side of the player on the right is the sideline, which is equivalent to the natural line of defense.

Therefore, they habitually ignore the right side and focus on the dynamics of their field of vision and the left side of the body. Most of their fronts are slightly to the left instead of facing the front.

There was a constant movement of the ball to the left of their peripheral vision.

But the right side of the corner of the light is like a calm lake.

While there are occasional movements of the head coach or of people on the bench, that movement is different from the movement of players on the field.

If you change sides rashly at this time, and a lot of opponent players start to appear on the right side of your safety zone, then the player will become nervous, lose a sense of security, and at the same time change his most comfortable playing style.

Don't underestimate the impact of psychological cues on football, it's a big deal.

Bečić has almost become so used to the right winger's play that he cuts inside and holds the ball, so he turned down the offer to go to the left.

It's almost a disease of wealth.

Look at Lu Yang, a revolutionary brick that can go anywhere.

There are also Vidian and Bayzami, who can chug on the left and right, just because they have to match the tactics and change their playing methods.

And Bechelch's position is so high that it surpasses the original team's tactics, so it has never changed.

On the contrary, he is not good at changing positions, and his threat on the left and right is very different, especially in competitions, which is more obvious.

boom!

Beqiqi tried again and was cut off by the other party.

The opponent's midfielder controlled the ball and avoided Lu Yang's attack.

Bečići is unwilling to return to defending this, leaving Sanremo with a natural flaw on the right flank.

Welsage had to go over to fill in, leaving another hole in the middle.

Chievo No. 10 dribbled the ball from the middle, ran all the way and then made a through ball.

Talista leaned on Najib and wrestled with Najib.

Before football came, he started bumping into Najib.

Camihon moved quickly, ready to double-team Talista with Najib.

In the first 20 minutes of the game, Bečić was the most active striker when he had the ball.

And Talista is the most active striker off the ball.

He's been playing against Sanremo's backline, which is an important part of his brutalist style of play.

While Bečić is constantly making extraordinary attempts, Talista is actually doing a confrontation "test".

Nagy and Palacios, including Camijon and Matthias, Talista have tested.

Only Palacios' strength and body can suppress Talista to a certain extent, and the other two full-backs, Talista can completely eat.

And even Najib, Talista just had to eat a little harder.

Therefore, it seems that the situation of Talista 1V2 is actually created by Talista deliberately. He could have opted against Palacios and Camihon.

But he changed his running path and pitted Najib against him.

In this way, the rest will not come to interfere with him.

So, in everyone's incredible eyes, Talista staged his regular operation to conquer Serie B.

He used his hands and feet, stopping and dribbling with his feet, pulling and slapping Najib and Camihon with his hands.

The three were huddled together, and the scene was once very chaotic.

Perhaps Talista was suspected of an offensive foul, but Najib and Camihong also responded. The referee was really not good at blowing this kind of ball for a while.

But those who are interested can find that Talista's seemingly embarrassed figure has always been stable.

In the process of confrontation, he has been making small adjustments to the football.

As the saying goes, there is a tiger in your heart, and you sniff the roses carefully.

Talista twisted and swayed and hit the door with a heavy cannon.

This ball angle is not tricky, but it is very sudden.

Jarrard made a late save, just one palm away from the football.

Roar!

Talista slapped his chest wildly after scoring and protested against Najib and Camihon.

He is like a wild beast, rude and cruel, invincible!

Najib was so angry that he wanted to come forward and reason.

How dare you say that there was no foul before this goal?

I'm about to tear my pants off by you!

Camihon was also very angry, with red bruises all over his neck from Talista's arms.

But the referee thought the goal was valid.

"Don't be fooled by him, he is deliberately angering you, he wants you to get yellow cards or even red cards for things other than football. He is far less confident and flamboyant than he seems!" Lu Yang held Najib back and Camihon.

His last words were addressed to Talista.

Najib and Camihon calmed down.

And Talista walked to Lu Yang, pointed to Bechelch in the distance and said with a smile: "Just this? You've let me down after not seeing you for a year. You're going to watch that guy continue to play like this for the whole game. Threatening freestyle football?"

Go trash talk.

This sentence can be described as lethal.

A picture of you disappointing me, and it points out Lu Yang's sacrifice in Sanremo's tactical position.

Whenever Lu Yang nodded, he was either fighting with Talista or fighting with Bechelch.

Lu Yang responded, "Stop joking, can't you see that I was just fishing for a rest in the first half?"

"Kick you, more than ten minutes is more than enough for me to be serious."

"Have you forgotten how you lost last time? Believe it or not, I'll send you a red card and get out of here? You know, nothing can stop me except a red and yellow card foul."

Talista was speechless.

Instead, Lu Yang got emotional.

What about the last time?

You are so kind of killing Lao Tzu again and again!

This time I have a Serie A-level team and are still ahead, so how do you know it?

Fake!

boom!

The two collided with each other without any suspense, chest against chest.

Of course, they were also very restrained and did not get started.

The referee came over and pushed them away, telling them not to mess around, he would focus on them.

Talista left with satisfaction.

Lu Yang's defensive task in this game is very heavy. If he is taken care of by the referee, it will help Chievo's midfield to organize and sort out.

Lu Yang was also satisfied.

Talista has a lot of small offensive moves. If he is taken care of by the referee, Chievo's offensive threat is actually reduced a lot.

Everyone seems to have achieved their goals.

It seems to be playing football, but it is not just playing football.

This game is like a chess game.

Maldivini and others use this game to conduct a new round of power competition.

Sotu used this game to compete with Scott in management.

Beqierqi challenged Lu Yang with this game.

And Lu Yang and Talista are both chess pieces and players, silently making many contributions to the winning rate of this game that others may not necessarily see.

When this kind of contribution accumulates to a certain extent, it will cause quantitative changes to cause qualitative changes, thereby changing the score of the game.

In the second half of the first half, Bečić worked harder.

It can be said that, except for the unwillingness to pass the last pass, Bechic performed almost perfectly.

This is what Sanremo most wanted for a winger.

But success is also controlled, and defeat is also controlled.

Bečić has been struggling with goals.

He came to Sanremo to play a few games and spent a lot of time, but the only assist statistic was stolen by Lu Yang.

He must use data to prove his worth and his core position.

So he doesn't allow himself to pass the ball to others at will, especially Lu Yang.

But Bečić didn’t notice that Chievo’s offensive had slowed down, and they were increasing their control over the midfield and indirectly encircling Bečić.

At the last moment of the first half, the opponent once again stole Beqierqi.

However, Lu Yang had already discovered the opponent's control, and immediately counter-stealed the opponent, preventing the opponent's counterattack.

The game then entered halftime.

Sotu focused on passing the ball with Bechic.

He pointed out that Lu Yang completely sacrificed for him in the first half of today.

In the second half, he had to make some responses, otherwise Lu Yang would take over the game in his own way.

Bečić seems to be nodding, but his agent has told him he won't be substituted today.

So...he felt like he had ninety minutes of proof time.

Why did he respond to Lu Yang?

According to the current foot feel, he feels that he can score goals.

He is also getting acquainted with Chievo's defence, like Talista, in his own way.

That's what every good striker does.

From another point of view, Beqiqi is at least willing to try and not afraid of confrontation, which is a quality that many talented strikers lack.

...

"Ding! You used the time card, Sun Jihai! Duration, thirty minutes!"

There was a crisp sound in Lu Yang's mind.

It is another super-long delay time card similar to the previous Carlos.

Although the enhancement is limited, men are better in the long run.

Otherwise, Lu Yang wouldn't use it at the beginning of the second half.

As long as Beqiqi is willing to cooperate with him, it is not difficult to equalize the score. The observation time at half-time has already made Lu Yang memorize the opponent's positioning and habits.

He began to appreciate how Morich felt when he was playing. The pre-judgment and drills of all players' movements in the brain needed behind Morich's rocket pass and shot are definitely not just easy to use with the brain, but must also be observed with the heart. .

Of course, Morich can get into shape quickly, and sometimes he can send a rocket pass in the first half.

As for Lu Yang, it takes a wretched half-court to deduce some movement logic, and he can't play rocket passes that require extremely high passing ability. This may be one of the important reasons why Lu Yang can't play Morich's position.

Don't look at people's short stature, but their brains can still be.

"This way, this way!"

In the frontcourt, Lu Yang moved and called Bechic.

However, Bechic made a fake pass, faked a sudden call, and walked away with the ball. Apart from calling two opposing players to defend him, Lu Yang got nothing.

Well, it's nothing, it's just a cover.

Five minutes later, Lu Yang ran to the position again, but Bečić was still dribbling the ball. It was also a fake shot, but this time he was seen through by others and was stolen.

Suo Tu watched with a chill in his heart.

Bečići is so out of the ordinary.

He just seemed to have decided that he would not replace him in advance.

Even if Sotu asked Berretelli to warm up twice, Bechic did not change in the slightest.

Football is his own.

In his world, there is no Lu Yang.

In the team's private room, Russell is having a drink with Maldivi.

Manello looked at Scott from the side.

"You've crossed the line." Manello said.

Scott had an innocent look of "Did I step on your foot, no".

"Any head coach will not tolerate a player in the team provoking his absolute authority, and Sotu will not." Manello said, "There are only six people who know that Bečić will not be replaced in advance. "

"There is no Bečić among the six, but now... Bečić is clearly aware of the decision."

"Me, Soto, old Tom, Russell..." Manello said clearly, "and you! Who do you think told him?"

The meaning of this sentence is obvious.

Inside information is also graded, and some should not be leaked.

Scott said: "You said six people, this is only five?"

Manello smiled and said, "And Lu."

Scott didn't expect that Suotu would tell Lu Yang such a thing?

Is Suo Tu the son of Lu Yang?

"Beqiqi is getting closer and closer to the goal." Scott pointed to the players on the pitch.

"But Sanremo is also getting closer and closer to conceding the ball." Manello was clear about the changes on the pitch.

"If Beqiqi can't score, I will apologize to Sotu." Scott said.

Manello shook his head: "No... Your apology, Suotu will not accept it. And... Lu Yang will not sit idly by and watch someone play football regardless of the interests of the team."

conversation room.

Changes in the field.

Beqiqi's excessive dribbling in the midfield and frontcourt caused his teammates to step up to receive him.

Even reluctantly.

Sanremo's back line is getting higher and higher.

This puts a lot of pressure on the defenders.

At the same time, he suffered a lot of violations and won a lot of set pieces.

In particular, some free kicks from good positions make the team sometimes have to press harder to fight for the top.

There is also his desire to shoot, so Sanremo has a lot of corner kicks, and the central defender has to come forward many times to fight for the top.

On the scene, Sanremo seems to have the advantage all the time.

But in fact, the rapid retreat of the back line after many corner kicks and duels made Nagy and Palacios deeply tired.

Especially the latter, in the 72nd minute of the game, he fell to the ground exhausted, with the omen of cramping.

boom!

Another corner kick was taken. As a penalty taker, Bečić deeply hoped that someone could hit the ball and score.

As long as Lu Yang didn't score the goal, the credit would all be attributed to him.

However, God did not wish.

Chievo high school defender fought to the top of the football, and he passed it to his own No. 10 player.

The No. 10 player turned around and dribbled the ball in one go.

He wanted to pass it with one kick and start a counterattack.

However, he did not expect that Lu Yang quickly chased back near him, and directly intercepted his pass with a sliding tackle.

Lu Yang got up and gave Bečić the ball, moved quickly, and rushed towards the opponent's penalty area again.

Chievo's defensive formation has been completely messed up.

Some people are ready to fight back, they have already rushed out, and now they have too many loopholes.

The place Lu Yang ran towards was an absolute vacancy.

Rib long shot area.

Lu Yang's chance of breaking the door in this area is very high!

"Pass the ball!"

Lu Yang ran to the spot and shouted to Bechurch again.

He is empty!

Beqierqi glanced at Lu Yang and raised his foot... Another fake fax.

This time, the opposing team's few defenders got it right.

He guessed that Bečić would not pass the ball.

boom!

The opponent stabbed the football, and then made a long pass.

They have four around midfield and Sanremo has only one Najib there!

This is a great opportunity to fight back!

"Cao Nima!" Lu Yang rarely shouted the C language, then turned and ran towards his own half court, and shouted, "Back to defense!"

It's a pity, just like Chievo had four people rushed out in the counterattack and couldn't participate in the return defense.

Sanremo just had such a good opportunity to counter Chievo's counterattack. Almost all of their players also came up, and now they are unable to defend.

Matthias's position is similar to Bečić, who was knocked to the ground. They are all attacking the third area. You can imagine the positions of others.

Lu Yang ran with his head sullen.

But not enough!

Chievo's counterattack is invading Sanremo.

Sanremo fans were stunned.

The moment before, he had a good chance and seemed to have the upper hand.

Why is there a possibility of being 2-0 in the next moment?

And the possibility is still getting bigger and bigger as the Chievo players rush.

This became more certain when Lu Yang and the other four Chievo players surpassed Najib.

In the backcourt of Sanremo, apart from the goalkeeper, there were only Lu Yang and the other four Chievo players.

And Lu Yang was not the closest person to his goalkeeper.

He's still chasing back.

The Chievo players have too much advantage. The four of them passed the ball with both feet and moved the football from the side close to Lu Yang to the side far away from Lu Yang, completely eliminating the possibility of Lu Yang fighting the foul to tackle the Chievo ball-handling player. sex.

Likewise, when Jarrard strikes, they pass again.

Talista gets the ball!

Jarrard had no choice but to lie down on the way to expand the defensive area as much as possible.

The ball carrier Talista pushed the ball and completely passed Jarrard.

He passed the goalkeeper!

At this moment, the empty door of Sanremo is in sight.

As a Brutal striker, Talista's delicate, clean and slightly insulting dribbling is rare.

Coupled with the long-distance rush, he lost control of his body a little, and chose to hit the door himself instead of courteously to his teammates.

This ball is not difficult for him.

However, the ball outwards and long-distance rushing made it difficult for him to play the ball with strength.

Football does not go through the goal like a bolt of lightning.

Instead, it rolls towards the goal at an unhurried pace.

Jarrard looked at the empty goal in despair, fell near the penalty spot, and sighed.

Watching the football slowly enter the net is the biggest punishment for the defender!

However, his pupils contracted suddenly.

Before the goal, a red and white figure threw himself out and glided all the way.

Then, when the football was infinitely close to the white line of the goal, the person's toes finally touched the football and blocked the football from the goal.

boom!

The football soared high and flew off the bottom line from the outside of the goal post.

"NO!"

Talista hugged her head in disbelief.

Not because he was one step away from a brace.

He believes in his ability to score goals, he has the ability to score another goal in any game.

What he couldn't accept was that it was Lu Yang who blocked the goal!

land!

As if he was his natural enemy, he would always destroy Talista's good things at the most critical moment.

And now, Talista's ominous foreboding appeared.

Just as he cared about the feeling in the fight where Ding lost the championship.

Looking at the figure who fell to the ground, gasping for breath, Talista could no longer utter a single word of trash.

Similarly, the camera zoomed in, and there were many fine wounds on Lu Yang's thigh, which were red with blood.

Scratches!

Sliding tackles can easily cause defensive players to bruise their thighs.

Not to mention Lu Yang's long-distance sideways shovel just now.

Turf isn't just as smooth as it looks!

Sliding a shovel is not that easy, and turf has its temper.

Lu Yang saved Sanremo, so that Sanremo did not go out early.

But he was also punished from the pitch, scarred.

After taking a few breaths, Lu Yang stood up from the court and looked towards the front court.

There, Bechelch had just got up, and he was still rubbing his ankle, making a very painful appearance.

But if the opponent did kick his ankle, why didn't the referee blow the whistle?

There was basically no problem with the referee's enforcement today.

Obviously, Beqiqi's painful appearance is just to shirk some responsibility.

For example, it makes people forget that he just tried his best not to pass the ball.

It was forgotten that even Sogel was running back and participating in the defense, but he had been lying on the lawn to rest.

He knows exactly how a striker should act like a star without being blamed by fans.

Neymar's roll is of course to avoid further injury and is a protective behavior, but occasionally a few rolls are also to alleviate the teammates, fans and coaches who have lost the ball due to excessive dribbling. of dissatisfaction.

But soon, Bečić felt the pressure.

Because of the team's backcourt, Lu Yang was running over slowly.

Lu Yang had just blocked the opponent's must-goal, and Chievo won a corner.

But you need to wait for everyone to come over to take the corner kick.

While everyone was walking towards the backcourt of San Remo, Lu Yang was running at the front of San Remo.

"We saw that Lu Yang was running in the front court. What is he doing?"

"Oh! My God! Lu Yang seems to be heading for Bechurch!"

"What is he saying!"

"He walked towards Bechurch and he didn't stop! He puffed out his chest and looked indignant."

"Beqierqi was staggered by Lu Yang, and his face was incredible."

"Beqierqi was also angry. He stabilized his body and bumped into Lu Yang!"

"Two people have their heads on their heads. They are not like teammates, but more like enemies."

In the stadium, Chievo's players have been fooled by this scene.

What is Wataru doing?

There was a smile on Talista's mouth. No one knew Lu Yang's feelings better than him.

After all, the reason why Talista was sent to Italy last season has a lot to do with his malicious shovel teammates in the previous training.

Some people, if you don't educate them, they don't know how to play football well.

But to make a rational monster like Lu Yang get angry in the game, that Bechic is really not ordinary annoying.

If it is himself, Talista promises not to let Beqiqi have a chance to appear in this game.

It's not too easy to break a teammate's leg in a training match, okay?

Sanremo's players turned around and ran towards Lu Yang and Bechic.

"I asked you to pass the ball, did you hear it?" Lu Yang kept repeating this sentence.

"Why should I pass it on to you, I have a chance to hit the door myself!" Beqierqi argued.

"You have a chance to fart, we almost lost another ball because of your selfishness!" Lu Yang's neck was full of blue veins, he was restraining his urge to beat Bechic, "I'm with you today. How many times did you pass the ball to me, and how many times did you pass?"

"If you don't know how to play, I can teach you, but you can't be selfish enough to joke about the team's honor. Do you know how much effort we've put in to play now?"

Lu Yang continued to move forward while holding Bechic.

Beqierqi was not as tall and powerful as Lu Yang, and Lu Yang almost pushed him backwards with his head. He was in a hurry.

"Rondo is thirty-five years old, he's injured, and he's playing a full-back for what he's not good at. During the winter break, his doctor told him he couldn't continue playing like this, or he would spend the rest of his life. Gotta go with crutches! You know what? You don't!"

Lu Yang's voice was very loud.

Rondo, who was sitting on the bench on the sidelines, was taken aback for a moment. How did Lu Yang know about this?

"Last round, Najib's grandmother died and was buried. He didn't go because he wanted to fight for the team! Do you know? You still don't know!" Lu Yangchao stretched out his hand behind him, forbidding the teammates who had already arrived to come and pull he.

Najib, who was at the forefront, stopped, his eyes were red.

"Today is Ratuidi's youngest daughter's birthday, and Ratuidi promised to accompany her to the amusement park." Lu Yang continued to bear Bechic, "Fernandez was already feeling unwell during the last cup match. But he endured the pain and insisted on fighting, just to be able to go further with the team!"

"Baizami's dribbling is no worse than yours, but he never plays like you, because he is afraid of making mistakes with his teammates when he is dribbling the ball, and he is worried that he will bring side effects to the team."

"Sogel retreated for you, Welsach pulled the side for you, I helped you fill, we all have no complaints, and you? Have you ever passed the ball to us? You alone have the opportunity to shoot, Don't we have it?"

"Just you can shoot? Don't we?"

"After halftime, I can make a threat with just any kick! Believe it or not! Isn't this better than giving the opponent the ball?"

"Moric has been paying attention to every game of the team during his injury. A lot of the team video analysis we have seen is produced by him, and he wants us to go further."

"And we also promised Moric, we promised Sotu, we promised Russell, we promised every fan, we will go further, further in the Coppa Italia this season! Do you understand?"

Bechulch's face flushed.

On the one hand, it was too embarrassing and embarrassing to be carried by Lu Yang all the way.

On the other hand, it was because the people and things Lu Yang said really made Bechurch feel ashamed.

Compared with these people, he is really too selfish.

The key is that what he squandered is not what belongs to him.

The fifth round of the Coppa Italia~www.NovelMTL.com~ is the result of the efforts of everyone in Sanremo, but it has nothing to do with Bechierci.

"Enough!" Bechulch finally made his move. He pushed Lu Yang away with his hand, trying to roar a few words.

But he didn't.

Lu Yang only swayed his body slightly, but Beqierqi was rebounded a bit, and his footing was unsteady.

boom!

Lu Yang's actions angered Lu Yang, and Lu Yang also stretched out his hands and pushed towards Beqierqi.

Beqierqi's center of gravity was unstable, and was directly overturned by Lu Yang.

"Now, pass that **** football to me! Pass it to me! Do you really understand!" Lu Yang clenched his fists tightly, arched his back slightly, condescendingly, his face was red and his ears were red and his veins were protruding, as if he only wanted to eat people 's male lion.

At this moment, he is more like a beast than Talista, the brutalist forward.

He growled wildly!

"Pass me that **** football!"