Lu Yin silly waist

Chapter 371 Change of Rhythm

Clap clap clap clap clap! !

Lippi and other members of the coaching staff applauded on the sidelines.

"Their movements began to change, becoming concise, lean and fast."

The assistant coach in charge of tactics, Pezzotti, touched his chin and said with a smile.

Madaloni also smiled and said, "The shot is very confident. Yi's pass allows them to shoot without any worries, and the desire to shoot is very strong. This is good news."

The goalkeeper coach Lampula on the side had a dark face and said: "Are they crazy? What kind of offensive rhythm is this? Are you sure you are not testing the goalkeeper?"

Hearing this, Lippi and the others looked at each other, and then couldn't help laughing out loud.

Lippi put away his smile and turned to look at fitness coach Gaudino and Neri.

The former smiled helplessly; "Dude, I understand, I will do physical training, are you sure you want to play this kind of wide-range running tactics?"

Lippi shrugged with a smile and said, "Tottenham have proven the feasibility of this tactic, and we also need to keep pace with the times."

Madaloni on the side couldn't help slandering secretly. I don't know who complained about this tactic before, but now it's really delicious?

Ah!Fickle old man!

The game was stopped before the first half was over.

The main reason is that many people can no longer run.

Especially the defense line of the main team, Feng Xiaoting, Mei Fang, Zhang Linfan, and Jiang Zhipeng even lay on the ground at the moment of the end, gasping for breath.

Their uniforms were already soaked in sweat, and they were tightly attached to their bodies, panting with their mouths wide open.

Their chests were extremely heaving, and they felt that this short 30-minute game was more tiring than playing a stalemate game.

And what the hell is that offensive tempo.

Of course, they understand that the rhythm is far from keeping up with the five major league levels, but the continuous suppression makes them feel miserable.

They dare not imagine that this is a team that has not yet been adjusted. If they play for a period of time and undergo a certain degree of adjustment, the rhythm will be faster.

hiss! ! !

Feng Xiaoting and the other four couldn't help but gasp.

How scary!

Afterwards, the four of them couldn't help laughing out loud.

Although being abused was painful, this was the first time it was so fulfilling.

Many people were lying on the ground panting like dead dogs. At this time, two assistant coaches in charge of physical fitness had already run over and shouted: "Get up! Get up! Get up for me!"

"Today's training mission is not over yet, get up and run ten laps!"

Ow! ! ! ! ! ! ——

The players wailed, but they still gritted their teeth and got up.

During the running training, they encountered a critical blow again. Yi Le, who was supposed to run the longest distance, was still alive and well, with extremely strong physical fitness.

On the other hand, they are all dying or living, they are not at the same level.

Perhaps it was Yi Le's stimulation, one by one began to take training more seriously.

In the second half of the game, the defense of the main team was once again brutalized, and they clearly felt that Wu Lei and others were more threatening.

Wu Lei's forward timing was well grasped, and his shots became more and more confident.

Exxon's side attack also caused them huge trouble.

The same is true for Yu Dabao, whose state is beyond the charts.

And not only these, they also have to mark Yi Le's long shot from outside the penalty area.

After the second half came down, the substitute team was scored five goals.

Two for Wu Lei, two for Exxon, and one for Yu Dabao, all three strikers have scored goals.

And the most desperate thing is that Yi Le finally used a through ball stunt in the second half.

That kind of knife-like through ball made Feng Xiaoting and others realize how loose their position is, it's like shit, and Yi Le can be said to be accurate one by one.

Under this kind of ball blocking, Wu Lei and Exxon are two wild horses, rushing forward happily, almost kicking the goalkeeper Yan Junlin into autism.

After the game, everyone lay on the ground and stretched their muscles neatly on the ground.

Yi Le was surrounded up, down, left, and right. Wu Lei, Exxon, and Yu Dabao formed a triangle defense, and the last gap was occupied by Zheng Zhi.

The side legs are stretched, everyone bends their right legs to press on the left side, and bends their bodies to the right side.

Taking advantage of the stretching time, Yu Dabao asked Yi Le: "Xiao Le, what level does the rhythm we played just now belong to in Europe?"

The others also pricked up their ears, they felt that the kick was fast enough just now.

Yi Le said casually, "Gear three."

"Third gear? What rhythm does Tottenham belong to?"

"If you want to say it is fifth gear, but Tottenham do not play like this. Tottenham's football does not depend on the speed of the rhythm. It is not to play for the sake of speed, but to change the rhythm." Yi Le paused and explained: "It's like when we go from the first gear directly to the fifth gear and start it in an instant. Everyone will rush up at this time, making it difficult to defend."

Wu Lei couldn't help looking forward to it: "Then can we do it too? It's fine from the first to the fifth, and the first to the third is the head office?"

"Changing the rhythm is a test for the team." Yi Le thought for a while; "Or, we will start practicing tomorrow, from the first gear to the second gear, and the second gear to the third gear, gradually increasing, and finally see if we can complete the instant rhythm change."

"can!"

"Yes!"

"Appendix!"

"No problem."

Everyone followed suit.

The training in the afternoon was over, and everyone was exhausted. They just wanted to take a good hot bath and lie down on the bed to rest.

It's just that everyone was walking towards the dormitory, but Yi Le turned and walked towards the court. Before leaving, he turned to Wu Lei and asked, "Do you want to practice more?"

Wu Lei froze for a moment, pointed to himself and said, "Are you asking me?"

Yi Le nodded and said with a smile: "I feel that we need to improve our tacit understanding."

"No problem!" Wu Lei readily agreed with a smile.

Yu Dabao's ears were on the side, and he looked down at his trembling legs, licked his lips, recalled the feeling of scoring just now, and turned around decisively; "I will join too."

"I add me!"

Exxon also jumped and shouted, for fear of forgetting himself.

The others frowned and looked at Yi Le and the others as they walked towards the court, pursed their lips, and finally turned back to the dormitory.

boom! ! ! !

"How do you feel about this ball?"

"It's too high, I can't jump that high, and you can try to speed up the ball, I hold it!"

"understand!"

boom! !

Swish! ! !

"Pretty!"

"Damn it, Old Wu, you're such a cool goal scorer!"

"Haha, how do I feel about kicking now!"

"Next, Brother Dabao!"

"Come! Come! Look at me hanging upside down with a golden hook!"

boom!

Yu Dabao missed the ball and fell hard to the ground.

Everyone couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Laughter filled the stadium and echoed for a long time.

In the head coach's office, Lippi and Li Tie stood together, watching the scene with gratified eyes.

The two are old partners and have worked together in the club, so they are no strangers.

"It's a beautiful picture, isn't it?" Lippi said with a smile, with a cigar in his mouth.

Li Tie also had a smile in his eyes, nodded and said; "Looking at them, I feel full of strength all over my body, and I can't wait to go to battle in person."

"That's impossible." Lippi shook his head and said; "I don't want you."

Li Tie: ""

"Yi is really suitable for us." Li Tie said with emotion.

"He is suitable for all teams. As I said, he is a natural core!" Lippi squinted his eyes and said; "There is a kind of magic in him that makes people want to trust him, and you didn't find that everyone's training became extra serious when playing with him?"

Li Tie thought for a while, nodded and said, "That's true."

"Do you think the warm-up match just now was more like training or competition?"

Hearing this, Li Tie was taken aback. It was originally a training match, but in terms of the process and the intensity of the match, it could be called an official match.

Lippi smiled like an old fox, and said: "Yi makes everyone feel urgent. Looking at him, no one can relax. Whether it is attitude or mentality, they are passively mobilized, and then devote themselves to training."

"Overall, this is a very special player." Lippi took a puff of his cigarette, the smoke was lingering, his wise eyes narrowed slightly, and said: "So, we can look forward to a little more."

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