Chinese champion

Chapter 114 Captain
"Samuel, you've been very tired recently, take a rest tomorrow, OK?"

"what?"

"What, is there a problem?"

"...No, no problem."

"That's good, just do it, I won't announce your name tomorrow, you and Delgado are in the stands together."

"..."

On the 29th, in the fourth round of the Spanish La Liga, Mallorca challenged Bilbao away.

Last year, in the away game against Bilbao, relying on Pei Wei's instigation, Eto'o scored a leading goal, and then the firm defense of the Mallorca team allowed Mallorca to take away three points , Unfortunately, this year, Eto'o is sitting in the stands.

The game was played very hard. From Bilbao's point of view, the Mallorca team, whose current situation is not good and the two main forwards are not there, is undoubtedly the target of sending points.

Bilbao's offense was fierce, and Mallorca's defense was struggling to support it.

Etcheberia pulled a cross from the wing, Urses shook his head and attacked the goal, Nadal interfered, and Franco got the ball in his hands.

Franco launched an attack with a big foot, Bagani struggled to ferry the header, followed by Robert and shot from outside the penalty area, and the ball flew out of the baseline.

The Bilbao fans in the stands laughed at Robert to their heart's content, and boos rang out.

"Damn it, boy, is the hair all grown?"

"Haha, this kind of skill still comes up to play football? You really are a rookie!"

The teenager Robert obviously has not experienced this kind of situation. His mental quality is not strong enough, and his movements began to become stiff.

Pei Wei passed the ball to Robert, but Robert accidentally stopped the ball, and the rushing defender kicked the ball out.

The jeers from the stands grew louder.

Aragones frowned. Robert was obviously influenced by the home fans and couldn't perform at his normal level at all.

what to do?Aragones' brains turned at high speed, he could not make substitutions, not to mention that substituting Robert now would only cast a bigger shadow on him, and the current situation alone did not allow him to make substitutions——Delga Duo is still reflecting in the stands, and Eto'o is watching the game with him, and now there is only one kid on the bench who was promoted from the second team. He is only 17 years old and has not even grown hair yet. .

Pei Wei ran very hard in the midfield. Bilbao's players were too tough, and their five-man midfield became a meat grinder. They ran wildly and took advantage of one more man to beat Mallorca's midfielder. The field was in disarray.

Pei Wei also began to be confused, he didn't know who to pass the ball to - Robert had made several mistakes in a row, Bagani was also firmly marked by several strong defenders, Pei Wei had already had 10 minutes He was nowhere to be seen.

"Damn it!" Eto'o gritted his teeth fiercely in the stands when he saw that Pei Wei couldn't find anyone to respond and had to shoot a non-threatening long shot: "If I'm here... "

"Come on, buddy." Delgado stretched his waist: "Is it just your state in the previous few games?"

Eto'o widened his eyes, and then let out a sigh of relief: "Oh, you're right, I don't know what's wrong, it's all good in the World Cup, I can't get excited at all in these few games, and I can't run. It's like I can't run."

Delgado looked like someone who had been there: "Don't you understand? You call it 'World Cup Syndrome'."

"'World Cup Syndrome'?" Eto'o widened his eyes, and there were two small black spots on his white eyeballs, which was ridiculous: "What do you mean? How did you get it?"

"It was the disease after the World Cup!" Delgado didn't know much about it, so he had to make nonsense for a while: "I heard that this disease is popular. Do you know why Ronaldo took a rest for three years after 98?" ? It's because of the 'World Cup Syndrome'!"

Eto'o was frightened: "No way? Don't scare me. If I take a break for three years, I still won't get sick? Besides, our chairman is not Moratti, that stingy Alemani Ghosts won't just keep me like this."

"Why am I scaring you?" Delgado said excitedly: "Didn't you see that Ronaldo rested from 1998 to 2002? This is a living proof!"

"You also played in the World Cup, so why didn't you win it?" Eto'o asked, muttering inwardly.

"This..." Delgado choked, but he immediately found the reason: "Brother, I have good mental quality and physical strength, so I am afraid of this disease..."

"Cut!" Knowing that this guy's words were not very reliable, Eto'o waved his hand disdainfully and continued watching the game.

On the court, taking advantage of a chance when the ball went out of bounds, Pei Wei grabbed Robert and yelled in his ear: "What's wrong with you? You can't even stop the ball? How do you do it in training? If you can't kick If it’s good, let’s go down, so as not to embarrass ourselves on the top, and drag our whole team back!”

Robert was frightened. Pei Wei always had a smiling and approachable appearance, so how could he be so scary when he got angry?
"I..." Robert hesitated, he was so frightened by Pei Wei's ferocious look that he couldn't even speak.

The teammates next to him sensed that the atmosphere was not right, and Ibagaza rushed up to pull Pei Wei away, but Pei Wei shook his hand, and instead staggered him, and continued to yell at Robert: "No, it's just that!" Did the opponent's fans yell a few times? Are you afraid? Is it a man?"

The referee ran over and separated the two. Pei Wei still forcibly turned his head away while being pulled away by several teammates: "Fuck, are you not convinced? Then show me a show so that those The guy who booed you knows that you are not a rookie, but a monster who can send their team to hell! Bring out your enthusiasm in training!"

"Damn! What's wrong with Pei Wei? Did he take gunpowder? Why are you bullying that kid Robert?" Eto'o asked in surprise.

"NONONO! Pei Wei wants to cheer up Robert. It depends on whether Robert can stand up. If not, it's better not to play football in the future." Delgado said.

Robert, who was scolded by Pei Wei, seemed to have suffered a heavier blow. When Campano made a cross, he was about to go up to grab the header, but was knocked to the ground by a reasonable collision from the side of an opponent's defender.

Robert got up silently, turned around and ran back.

Pei Wei shook his head helplessly. It seemed that his aggressive method didn't work. Instead, he scolded Robert. It seemed that he really had to change.

Aragones has exactly the same opinion as him, because he has already asked the second team's backup forward to start warming up.

The goalkeeper of Bilbao passed the ball to the central defender in front of him.

The central defender was observing the running positions of his teammates in front of him, but Robert, who seemed to be running weak just now, suddenly accelerated and rushed over fiercely from the side.

The defender realized that Robert was rushing towards him after being reminded by his teammates. He couldn't help being startled. Seeing that Robert was coming too fast, he had to turn around and pass the ball back to the goalkeeper.

Maybe it's because of being intimidated by Robert. He made a big mistake in this return pass: the power is too light!
Robert immediately dropped him and quickly chased after the ball.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the goalkeeper immediately abandoned the goal and attacked, trying to save or drive the ball before Robert caught up with the ball!

Robert is obviously faster than the goalkeeper, but the goalkeeper is closer to the ball than him!

The audience fell silent, and the fans on both sides held their breath, quietly watching the two figures approaching!
After all, the goalkeeper was facing the direction of the ball, and he ran to the position where he could touch the ball first!
He is going to kick the ball with a big foot. After all, the ball is a return pass from the defender, and he cannot hold it with his hands.

But Robert's reaction was faster. Seeing that he couldn't get the ball, he immediately fell to the ground with a shovel shot!
Since there was still a little distance from the ball, Robert just poked the ball lightly with his toes, and the ball, which was about to stop, started rolling forward again!
The goalkeeper was taken aback, but he reacted very quickly. Seeing that he couldn't kick the ball ahead of time, he simply sat down!

Fortunately, he sat on the ball, resisting the pain from his buttocks, and quickly pressed the ball down again.

Robert thumped the lawn remorsefully, if he could run faster...

At this time, Pei Wei's voice came from behind: "Good job! Robert!"

Robert was stunned for a moment, and Pei Wei had already run over and gave him a heavy thump: "Beautiful! You guys, it would be great if you could be faster... But," he pointed to the stands: "Look, Those guys are silent now, just do it like this, let those guys who look down on you shut up completely!"

Robert raised his head abruptly, his eyes sparkling: "I see! I will shut them up completely."

"Good job! This is Mallorca's striker!"

"...Thank you, Pei Wei."

"Haha, you idiot!"

The Bilbao players were not shaken by the ball. In their view, this was just an episode.

The fans in the stands also continued to attack Robert, but after 3 minutes, Robert made the stands become silent...

After Pei Wei got rid of the defense of the opponent's two midfielders, he passed the ball to Robert's feet beautifully. Robert leaned on the opponent's defender, stopped the ball in the penalty area and volleyed vigorously!
The ball jumped into the net after bouncing off the ground! 1:0!With the audience passive, Mallorca took the lead!

"Okay!" Aragones shook his fist vigorously.

After scoring the goal, Robert rushed to Pei Wei's side, pushed him to the ground, and then pushed him up, followed by Ibagaza, Campano...

"Damn! Are you retaliating, kid?" Pei Wei finally broke free from the bottom, with a few grass leaves hanging on his face, looking embarrassed.

"Hey, what's the matter, didn't I thank you for passing the ball to me." Robert said with a wicked smile.

After taking the lead, the Mallorca team only relaxed for a while, and immediately they felt the pressure. Bilbao's crazy attack immediately tightened their defense.

"Pablo! Go up and mark people! Nino! Pay attention to filling in! Panovich, come back to protect me the fuck!"

Nadal continued to direct the defenders loudly, fully fulfilling the responsibility of a captain.

Seeing that the first half was coming to an end, Bilbao's offense became more and more fierce.

"God, let's get through these last few minutes." Although he is not a Christian, Aragones couldn't help but start praying at this time.

Again there was a gap between Pablo and Nino, and a Bilbao winger broke through Mallorca's right and crossed into the penalty area!

"Okay!" Urses thought to himself, the placement of the pass was just right, allowing him to touch the ball comfortably.

He jumped up to meet the ball, and at the same time Nadal jumped close to him!
"Di—" the referee's whistle sounded, and Urses fouled!
Nadal fell to the ground, covering his eyes tightly.

"Captain, what's wrong with you..." Nino ran to comfort him, and then he screamed, "Oh my god, blood!"

The blood leaked drop by drop from Nadal's fingers, which was very conspicuous.

The team doctor immediately ran up and carried Nadal down. At the same time, the referee saw that the time was up and blew the whistle for the end of the first half.

"Damn it, that guy hates it too much." The team doctor said angrily while helping Nadal treat the wound.

Nadal took a breath and smiled tolerantly: "He didn't mean it, I know it very well."

"It wasn't intentional! I can see clearly from below. When that guy was fighting you for the top, he just hit your brow bone with an elbow—you know? If you go down two centimeters, your eye will be finished !"

The Mallorca players were angrily cursing their mothers in the lounge, and the more impulsive ones, such as Nino, had already clamored to give Urses a little color in the second half: "I won't let him rest for a month or two. Stop kicking!"

Nadal, who walked in with Aragones, just heard this sentence, and he smiled: "If that's the case, you will have to rest for at least half of the season-intentional injury is a serious crime."

The team members gathered around to ask about their health, and Nadal was reassuring everyone: "It's nothing, just a small cut on the brow bone, and it will be fine in a few days."

Aragones looked worried: "Can you do it in the second half? If not, I will let Ballesteros replace you. Anyway, we are leading now."

"I'm okay. Urses is a very good skater. Although Ballesteros is not at a disadvantage physically, he is not good enough in terms of experience. Now Bilbao's momentum is very strong, so let me do it. Come down if you can't, I will definitely not hold back the whole team."

The team members are in awe, the captain is the captain, and this spirit alone is unmatched by many people.

"Okay, let me repeat again, we need to strengthen our defense in the second half, Pablo, you and the central defenders should respond more, don't patronize yourself, but also look at where other people are, understand?"

"Got it," Pablo replied.

"Let's go, we must bring back these three points today!"

After the start of the second half, Mallorca's defense took on a new look. The players spilled the fire of the captain's injury on their opponents, and Bilbao's offense began to become more and more difficult.

"Finally, there is a tacit understanding." Aragones thought with relief.

Athletic Bilbao played the ball to the right, but they immediately found that the channel in the first half had become a dead end. Pablo forced the opponent's wide midfielder to the touchline, and Nino easily came up and poked the ball away.

Nino kicked the ball out, Bagani withdrew and headed the ball to Pei Wei.

Pei Wei played a two-for-one with Robert in front, rushed to the front of the penalty area, and made a shooting gesture!
The two defenders of Bilbao hurriedly blocked it from the front. They knew the power of Pei Wei's long-range shot and dared not neglect it.

But Pei Wei's foot changed direction before touching the ball, a beautiful diagonal pass!

Campano immediately plugged in from the back row and crossed the goal in the penalty area!
The ball flew past the goalkeeper's control range, and Robert had already appeared at the back point, aimed at the incoming ball, and put on a shot.

A guard rushed over desperately, grabbing a shovel in front of him!
The scolding sounded loudly immediately!
It is undeniable that this tackle is very beautiful, but the effect is completely reversed. The ball changed direction and bounced into the net. Rolled into the goal!

Own goals!
Amidst the scolding of the Bilbao fans, the Mallorca players hugged each other excitedly!
The Bilbao players had no way out, and they continued to attack, constantly lobbing the ball into the penalty area, trying to use Ursesz's height and Nadal's injury to open the gap.

Nadal really did his best. He didn't have the slightest fear in the face of Ursesz, who was five centimeters taller than him, and kept fighting to clear the ball through his body.

Under the influence of Nadal, Mallorca's defense has also become impregnable, and Bilbao can't find any chance to attack at all.

Aragones looked at his watch. It was already No. 40 minutes into the second half, and the victory was set.

Both of them deserve great credit for winning this game in a difficult situation.

Pei Wei reminded Robert by shouting, and also opened the door to victory for the team.

And Nadal is more important, his blood reminded the entire defense, which made Bilbao's counterattack ineffective.

Aragones replaced Nadal with Ballesteros, and even the Bilbao fans cheered him when Nadal was off.

The veteran deserves the armband on his arm.

His wound ruptured again, and the team doctor was busy changing his dressing.

Nadal rejected the team doctor's suggestion to let him go back to the lounge to rest, but insisted on watching the game on the sidelines until the whistle sounded.

Mallorca finally got their first victory and got rid of the embarrassing fate of being at the bottom of the standings.

After the game, the award for the best player on the spot was awarded to Nadal, which is also an affirmation of the captain.

(End of this chapter)