Football should be played like me

Chapter 110 God Saved You Once

"I think this is a waste of time! This team called San Remo can't reach the point of consuming or testing AC Milan." In the stands, several professionals were whispering.

They are from Liverpool, some of them are members of the Liverpool coaching staff, there are Liverpool scouts and some peripheral technical people.

Any top football game is no less than a war.

Regarding the infighting of the Champions League, what happened is definitely not just some tricks in the draw.

It's not just about tampering in the visiting team's locker room, tampering in the hotel where the away team is staying, and so on.

Those are all black-box operations that are not on the table, and they are not seen in the light, and they are not worth advocating.

What can really reflect the relationship between football and war lies in the preparations before the game and the research on each other.

AC Milan has such a Coppa Italia final before the Champions League final. Although it may allow them to win the title of the Cup Double, it may also allow them to be studied in advance by their opponents.

The ultimate purpose of the Liverpool team's visit this time is to provide effective information to the rear coaching staff.

Maybe some people think that for tactical things, isn't it enough to watch previous game videos?
Why go to the scene to see it?

What's more, AC Milan's opponents in this game are pitifully weak, and there will be no gain from watching it.

But the state is continuous, and the research value of the latest game is great.

On-the-spot inspections allow the observers to see many things beyond the lens.

"Calm down, what we want to see is never how AC Milan will play after Sanremo takes the lead." The man headed by the group said, "Although it hurts to say this, I think facing the real situation AC Milan, we may not be able to do better than this San Remo!"

"There is a hard gap in strength between us and AC Milan, and I hope everyone can face up to this!"

"Of course, we are far better than Sanremo, but against AC Milan, believe me, we will most likely play the role of Sanremo."

"The first half of the game is coming to an end, I need all the details of the first half of the game. In the case of a huge advantage, whether AC Milan will reveal any flaws, this is the meaning of our coming here."

"Otherwise...it's just a tactical analysis. Don't you think the head coach can't do his job well?"

The man's name is Karabeko Laird, and he is the chief assistant coach of Liverpool.

And unlike the others, he is not a member of the original team of Liverpool's current head coach. He is a coaching talent trained by Liverpool himself, and he is jokingly called the prince of Liverpool.

Previously served as the head coach of the Liverpool youth team.

This year, the Liverpool coach was airborne, and Laird was mainly to help him quickly grasp the Liverpool locker room and coordinate the various relationships between the coach and the players, the team, and the top management.

It can be seen that Laird did a good job. Without affecting the authority of the head coach, he helped the head coach to stabilize Liverpool's situation, allowing Liverpool to reach the Champions League final with a not-so-strong lineup.

Although the achievement of reaching the final, on the bright side, everyone believes that it is the credit of Liverpool's current coach.

But in private, Liverpool insiders know that [-]% of the credit belongs to Laird.

After Ryder finished speaking, the people next to him immediately sorted out some data reports and reported to him.

During the intermission of more than ten minutes, everyone else was resting, but Laird was firing on all cylinders.

A piece of seemingly useless information circulated at his fingertips.

"AC Milan's players have a strong sense of winning or abuse. After they scored [-]-[-] early, they did not shrink their offensive!"

"They increased their offensive strength and made full use of the width of the court. There were a lot of scheduling changes on the left and right sides, and the effect was quite obvious!"

"Praseades has become their attacking engine on the left, even though he is a left-back but he has already done part of the left-winger's work. This puts a lot of pressure on San Remo, but it also reveals what's behind him. Empty."

"Iselet can play the ball accurately and cooperate in a small area, but when he is the core of the attack, he often prefers a simple attack method. Many of his advantages are due to his amazing speed. The dribbling combined with the enviable man and ball is efficient and direct."

"But again, this also means that in order to match the characteristics of Iselet, AC Milan's midfielder will not be too complicated when launching an attack. They don't often use dazzling combinations."

"If the opponent has a good interceptor, the football passed to Izelet is more likely to be intercepted by the opponent, unless Izelette retreats deeper. Of course, Izelette has a very strong ability to push forward. He is not afraid of retreating, just This will make AC Milan's attack less smooth and less pressing."

"San Remo has a Latuidi who has made two interceptions so far and that's why. But one Latuidi is not enough, unless he is five years younger. Or ... there is someone who is good at interceptions Being able to play defensively with him."

"It's a pity that such an ability... Welsach doesn't have it. Moric seems to be able to see this, but he can't take on the core tasks of both offense and defense at the same time. No one can do this."

"Do we have more than two defensive players in the midfield at Liverpool? There seems to be an elderly defensive expert in the substitute lineup. He usually doesn't get many opportunities to play, but..."

Laird is addicted to the ocean of data and cannot extricate himself.

……

During the half-time break, the pressure in the San Remo dressing room was very low.

All players are frustrated.

Because they know that this time they are really going to lose.

AC Milan is too strong!
The unparalleled suppression and the relaxed attitude of the opponent's players completely let everyone feel the true strength of the top league players.

Iselet didn't work hard at all, and got the data of two goals and one assist.

80.00% of the duels between Bechelchi and Praxades ended in failure. The only past few times were the tactical "passes" that people deliberately let him go to lure the enemy deep.

But this does not mean that AC Milan is invincible.

At least after the half-time kick, Moric feels that AC Milan's midfield ability is relatively mediocre.Compared with Rome's characteristic steel midfielder, it is three points worse.

This may have something to do with Izelette's strength.

Handing the ball to Iselet is the best way for AC Milan to fail to open the situation.

Even if the midfielder's random kick is a little bit too big, Iselet can use a clever header to hit the football into the goal.

With such Iselet, AC Milan often does not need to compete with the opponent's midfielder for operations and grab the situation.

The team has no requirements, and their midfielders will naturally not develop some playing styles that are not helpful to the team's tactics. Therefore, AC Milan's midfielders have gradually become mediocre and will only give nanny balls.

This phenomenon was naturally noticed by AC Milan, so they introduced Rui Andres, the core midfielder of the Portuguese national team last year!

The only goal of the 24-year-old Andres coming to AC Milan is to become the core of AC Milan's midfield.

However... when he arrived, everyone was surprised to find that he was not compatible with Izelet!

Andres is the core of the midfield, and he plays the core of the frontcourt attack. He is used to a lot of dribbling and precise serial cooperation with his teammates.

And that's the missing part of AC Milan.

Therefore, he often made mistakes in cooperation with his teammates, and there was no tacit understanding.

At the same time, Iselet's style of play requires that he also need a lot of dribbling and a large space, which in turn conflicts with the tight positioning requirements behind Andres' precise coordination of play.

Therefore, Andres' reform of AC Milan's midfield failed. A talented national team's main force and even the core midfielder can only sit on the bench in Milan.

Even though he also got a lot of opportunities to play, it is obvious that in order to play, he gave up his own style of play to meet Iselette's needs and became mediocre.

Now, Andres is looking for a transfer. He is not suitable for AC Milan. He cannot imprint his logo on AC Milan's midfield when Iselet is still there.

"If there is no accident, Ezelet will not play in the second half." Sotu and Manero walked in and brought some very crucial news from the outside, "Andres is warming up, he will probably be able to Replaced Iselet and served as AC Milan's attacking midfielder."

"In addition, AC Milan's defensive gate and backcourt organizer Praxades will also leave the field. Their only task in this game is to maintain foot feel and warm up..."

It hurts to say it, but the fact is that the two core players who played the best in AC Milan just came up to "play".

"Of course, the good news is that the replacement for Praxedes is Harwood Chalobah from AC Milan's own youth training. With a height of 1.8 meters, he can be competent for multiple positions such as central defender and full-back." Suotu Continued, "Sogel should be very familiar with him."

Sogel nodded: "I am an old opponent with him. He is an Englishman with excellent physical fitness and fast speed. I always lose more and win less against him."

Everyone in the locker room couldn't help sighing.

Their youth training is better than Sogel.

You know, although Sogel is not the strongest in San Remo, his role is irreplaceable.The powerful defender he can't handle is actually the weakest on AC Milan's side.

"Of course, Chalobah's lack of concentration is an important reason why I was able to steal goals in front of him often." Sogel still provided some useful information, "Otherwise, with his perverted body Quality and defensive ability, he should have gained a firm foothold in AC Milan's first team long ago."

The small books in Morici's heart were recorded next to each other, but he paid more attention to Lu Yang who was silent in the corner of the locker room.

"Or, you won't go up?" Morici walked to Lu Yang and asked in a low voice, "It's [-]-[-] anyway, we can't win if you go up, why don't you take a good rest."

"So this is the situation you created to keep me from going to the venue?" Lu Yang looked at Morici and said, "Don't put gold on your face, kid, it's not a question of whether you win or not. Understand?"

"The players of AC Milan have no intention of pulling back at all. They very much hope that they can create a tragedy on their own court and in a relatively important game, so as to win the favor of the fans and be recorded in the history of AC Milan. "

"Five to zero, six to one, eight to two... I don't want to be so ashamed!"

"What we have to do in the second half is not to chase three goals, but not to let AC Milan turn the score into a basketball score!"

Lu Yang's last words were heavy and loud.

Many people in the locker room immediately looked over.

"Guys, we have been heroes for a whole season, but I absolutely don't accept that we become pitiful ghosts and jokes in everyone's eyes at the last moment!" Lu Yang glanced at the eyes of all the players, and then called out, "Latuidi , Palacios, Najib, Jarrard, can you not concede a goal in the second half?"

Latuidi swallowed and did not speak.

He wasn't sure.

"Okay!" Under the pressure of Lu Yang's eyes, Najib gave the answer that Brother Lu wanted without disappointment.

"Didn't you eat? Tell me, don't concede a goal in the second half, okay!" Lu Yang yelled.

"Okay!" All San Remo players responded to Lu Yang.

"Okay! We only have two goals in the second half. The first one is not to concede more goals! If we concede, then we should not concede more goals!" Lu Yang said, "The second goal is that we must find a way Score at least one goal and earn respect for San Remo!"

"No matter how I scored, even if I threw the football in with my hands, we must score at least one goal!"

"Tell me, okay!"

"Okay!" All the soldiers in San Remo were excited.

Their bloodiness was completely aroused by Lu Yang at this moment.

The spiritual leader is playing its due role.

Not conceding the ball, or not conceding more.

Score a goal, no matter what.

These two requirements are not absolutely harsh, especially the former, which sounds bluffing, but actually does not put any pressure on the defenders at all.

"I know that AC Milan is very strong, and I also know that we have no chance of winning. But I have to tell everyone that in my opinion, we should be the one who really takes the initiative in this game!"

"Here, Mr. Suotu, everyone should be familiar with him. What is he best at?"

Najib subconsciously wanted to say grass powder, but fortunately he held back, otherwise he felt that he would probably miss the second half of the game due to his serious injury.

"Destruction!" Fernandez said.

"That's right, it's destruction!" Lu Yang said, "Are you scared stupid by AC Milan's team value approaching more than [-] million euros? Brothers, they are the ones who will play the Champions League final next week, not us!"

"Even if their core players will be replaced, they still have at least four or five main players on the field and several important substitutes. They should have played more carefully than us!"

"But what are you guys doing? After leading [-]-[-] in the first half, they continued to push forward and attack aggressively. Why didn't I see anyone in San Remo angrily bring down their ball-handlers? Why didn't they have bold tackles and Fierce grabbing?"

"Is it because you are used to playing with the wind in Serie C, so have you all forgotten that we are just a group of grassroots players? Apart from fighting spirit and attitude, what else do we have that can beat others?"

"Matias, don't blame me for speaking harshly. Don't you have any desire in your heart to overthrow an AC Milan player whose worth is more than ten times yours?"

"Camihon! I know you have a good tackle, can you let me see in the second half?"

"And Welsach, your physical fitness is considered good among midfielders. If there is no accident, I will replace you in about 10 minutes. Before that, please squander your physical strength !"

Suo Tu was taken aback.

How come there are no surprises?

Not surprisingly, I won't let you play at all!

"Of course, our target has never been the bodies of AC Milan players, but if they don't know what to do and want to cause a massacre, then we will let them taste the bitter fruit before the end of the game!" Lu Yang seemed not to see Surprised by Suotu, he continued, "San Remo, you are definitely not easy to bully! Do you understand!"

Then, there was an astonishing noise in the locker room of Sanremo:

"Understood! San Remo is definitely not easy to bully!"

Just looking at the morale of the team players, Manello had to admit that Lu Yang's agitation was very successful.

"Lu Yang, come with me." Manero said, and then left the locker room first.

Not long after, Lu Yang also came out, and the two stood side by side in the aisle, looking at the dark but endless front.

"You just said that if there is no accident, you will play?" Manero said, and he also noticed Lu Yang's words.

"En." Lu Yang nodded.

Don't ask what Lu Yang would do if Suo Tu didn't do this. Anyone who knows Lu Yang knows that what he said will definitely be fulfilled.

He said he would appear on the court, and he will appear.

It doesn't matter what method it is, and it doesn't matter who it hurts.

This is Lu Yang.

In a sense, Lu Yang's actions violated Suotu's absolute authority as the coach.

But... no club manager can hate and reject a player who is always striving to win.

Football is not basketball, there is a saying that it is bad.

Football only pursues victory, so the extreme and ugly one-to-zero doctrine was born.But to put it unbelievably, the ultimate goal of the bus team is to win.

So the bus and the rotten are fundamentally different, and the latter is not qualified to be compared with the former at all.

"In my last European Cup, I was injured in the group stage. It was an injury that could affect my career. My personal doctor advised me to undergo surgery as soon as possible." Manero said, "But I only Missing a European Cup! So I was injured and fought, and finally..."

The final result was that Manero and Suotu, who had been injected with closed injections, fell in despair in front of the Delaunay Cup. They could only watch helplessly as their opponents lifted the trophy, and they left with regret.

Manero also suffered a second and third aggravation of the injury due to continuous injections of closed injections, and finally suffered a lot.

"Some things, you have to go through sooner or later. Some failures, sooner or later. Some regrets, there will always be. This is football, this is life." Manero said, "So... I strongly do not recommend that you play with injuries, because Even if you play with injuries, you will not get the results you want. The results of some things are preordained and will not be artificially changed."

"This is God's will, you have to learn to accept it, Lu!"

A few seconds later, Lu Yang said, "In my hometown, there are many inspiring stories about poisonous chicken soup. There is a short story about a man who was trapped on the roof of his house during a flood. The water looked like it was going to cover his roof, but he started praying to God to save him."

"During this period, boats, Zodiacs, and helicopters came to rescue him, but he didn't leave. He believed that God would save him."

Manero smiled: "This man is so stupid! If I guess right, he will ask God why he didn't save himself after death, and God will tell him that those boats, assault boats, and helicopters are all sent by me. to save you, right?"

boom!
The door of the locker room was opened, and it was time for halftime.

"Perhaps, God has saved you?" Lu Yang looked at Manello.

Manero frowned, as if he had some self-doubt, he shook his head: "I am different from the person who was waiting for rescue. I believe in myself, I believe that man will conquer the sky, I tried my best to save myself, and I even gave up everything! But in the end I Everything I’ve experienced tells me that God didn’t save me, and he even brutally capsized the small wooden boat I was in!”

"I gave everything, and all I got was the runner-up medal and injuries!"

While leaving with his teammates, Lu Yang waved his back to Manello, who was dissatisfied and complaining about God: "God will not be absent, but maybe he will be late...and if your God really hasn't saved you, Then I am willing to let you see the light of this world!"

Lu Yang's voice faded away.

Followed by the hurried voice of the team doctor holding Suo Tu in the corridor: "It's not good, my colleagues in the medical system told me that Lu Yang received a block injection this afternoon!"

Suo Tu was taken aback, no wonder the kid didn't walk with a limp in the evening.

This is so special!

Blocking needles have many side effects, but with the development of modern technology and the strong physical fitness of professional players, it can be said that for professional players, its biggest effect is equivalent to the existence of anesthetics.

Pain is the body's self-protection mechanism.

When you damage the muscles, ligaments, and even bones around your knee, the pain can prevent you from using them.

The biggest function of the closed needle is to close this early warning.

Simply put, you don't feel pain anymore.

This will allow players to use any action with confidence and will not be interrupted by sudden pain.

Lu Yang had already tried it in the training match before, he couldn't use his full firepower at all, because the pain would make him subconsciously stop any risky behavior.

That is a physiological reaction, a subconscious behavior that is not controlled by the mind.

Even if he endured the pain, he could hold up one shot at most.

But a football game is much more than just a shot.

So Lu Yang chose to have a block injection.

Since other side effects such as weight gain and infection from closed needles are of little significance to professional players, why do people still talk about closed injections?
It's because of the secondary injury!
Your body has problems because you are exercising more than your body can handle.

And after closing it, you will completely lose control of your body's ability to bear it.

You can make more drastic changes of direction than before, and you can relentlessly squeeze every drop of energy from your body.

But instead, there are scars on the inside of your body that are getting worse.

Repeated tearing and tearing is enough to completely destroy your muscles and ligaments, making an already serious injury worse.

"This bastard!" Suo Tu cursed angrily. He wanted to rush out to argue with Lu Yang, but was held back by Manero behind him.

"What we didn't do, maybe... he can?"

Manero looked at Sotu.

Two people dream back to the past.

"But this will affect his career! This is a lifetime event, not just a game!" Suotu still couldn't accept it.

"I don't regret it!" Manero said.

Suo Tu lost his voice for a moment.

Suotu was obviously worried about Lu Yang, but when Manero said the phrase "I don't regret it", he couldn't hold back all of a sudden.

The two old men hugged each other, weeping silently.

These four words, Suotu and Manello, have been waiting for a lifetime.

If it weren't for Lu Yang, they would never let go of the fact that they missed the European Cup in this life.

Not because they only lacked one European Cup honor.

It's because only the European Cup, they gave everything and gambled everything, but they never got a matching successful event.

The most difficult thing for people to let go is never "belongs to me" but "should belong to me".

What people regret most is never to miss success.It's the lack of response after exhausting everything, it's asking for nothing, it's love but can't; it's the tree wanting to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop;

(End of this chapter)