Football No. 10: God's Perspective

Chapter 11 Star-studded final
Eagles pregame team meeting at Blue's house.

Annie put a large stack of thick documents on the table.

Bruce said with a serious expression, "This is the player data of the Porto team. Each of you should use it for research."

In order to obtain these materials, Bruce spent a lot of effort.

According to Anne, the old man called his friends in the football circle all night. Even so, he still paid a huge sum of 3000 euros out of his own pocket.

The information is very detailed. At first glance, it looks like a professional scouting report, including the evaluation of players' various abilities, preferred foot, shortcomings and so on.

The meeting ended quickly, and before leaving, Wang Po was left alone.

The Eagles players all put on that look you wish you'd be blessed with.

Annie sat aside obediently, looking at him with a half-smile, which made Wang Po even more uneasy.

Bruce brought a cup of coffee, put it in front of Wang Po, and asked. "What do you think of the last game?"

Wang Po was taken aback, her feelings were not due to the incident of Annie kissing her, and she was relieved immediately.

Annie laughed "giggle" when she was teased, and Wang Po was embarrassed.

Bruce glanced at his precious granddaughter with a hint of warning, before Anne stopped laughing.

Wang Po showed a gloating expression, which caused Annie to roll her eyes.

Blue continued to say, "Porto is strong, there is no doubt, but a football game is not as simple as a comparison of strength on paper. It is about tactics and willpower. In this game, I don't think we have a chance."

"Sometimes the shining point of a star is enough to kill the game. I have a trump card like you in my hand. I think the team can break the wrist with Porto."

Wang Po raised her eyebrows and showed a strange expression, "So you already have an idea?"

Bruce nodded, and said earnestly, "In this game, I want to throw you on the front line."

In the previous games, the highest level they faced was only the Portuguese League team. Although the Eagles and them had a gap in player ability and tacit understanding of tactics, it would not make a difference. Moreover, the team had the trump card of Wang Po, which ensured that this dark horse would be black in the end.

However, Porto is no ordinary person.

The Eagles are at a disadvantage overall, and there is a gap in grades. If there is one strong point in the team, it is Wang Po.

Good steel is used wisely, pushing Wang Po to the front line, hoping that the star will flash to kill the game.

This is also Bruce's helpless move.

"I'm fine." Wang Po said in a deep voice. "It's just that in this way, it will be too difficult to play the ball in the backcourt."

Wang Po is still very clear about the team's problems. Except for him, no one can hold the ball. This is still the case against the Portuguese A and Portuguese B teams.

Porto is the top class in the Portuguese Super League.

Why didn't Bruce understand, and sighed, "It would be great if I had eleven Wang Pos."

The voice fell to the ground, and in the living room, the old and the young looked at each other and smiled wryly.

……

"Grandpa asked me to take you back."

Annie ran out of the house like a happy little sheep and caught up with Wang Po who had left.

"What? The old man decided to sacrifice his precious granddaughter in order to allow me to play well?" Wang Po asked with a grin.

"That's not true, but I'm afraid you don't have that ability?"

"Just saying this to you, I have to get rid of Porto too." Wang Po slapped his chest and said.

"Bragging you." Annie curled her lips and said, "If you can really lead the team to win the championship, I don't mind helping you out of the order."

Wang Po moved his index finger, and said calmly, "Don't deny it when the time comes."

"No way." Annie stuck out her tongue and said, "Oh, I should go back."

Wang Po asked with some disappointment, "Didn't you say that the old man asked you to see me off?"

"Grandpa didn't know I was coming out." Annie put her mouth next to Wang Po's ear and said.

As everyone knows, Bruce is standing on the balcony of the attic watching all this. He has nothing to do with this apple of his eye. As long as it doesn't go too far, he just turns a blind eye.

Game day arrived as scheduled.

Porto's home stadium, the Dragon Stadium, has 5 seats filled with fans.

Reporters with long guns and short guns are ready.

This battle is comparable to the Focus League.

The most eye-catching one is the VIP seat, and the people sitting there are all bigwigs.

Costa, the owner of the Porto team, is next to him a white-haired old man in a black suit and gold-rimmed glasses.

"Wow, isn't that Lafayette from Real Madrid?"

"Look over there, it's Joan, the chairman of Barcelona."

"God, it's all big bosses, and San Dezi, the vice chairman of the Red Devils, is also there."

……

The first and second in command of a wealthy team, the boss Costa really has a lot of face. Even some football reporters who have been fighting in the Champions League and the World Cup all year round were shocked by such a scene.

There is only one reason why such big shots are flocking to him, and he came for the SS-level midfielder Silva in the scout report.

With the rapid development of today's football, the position of the front midfielder has become less and less room for survival, and more of its functions are given to the position of the midfielder.

To undertake defense and offense, the whole court has to go back and forth between the two restricted area lines of the court, covering the defense, organizing the offense, and scoring goals.

This type of player is also known as Box-to-box (B2B for short) and all-around midfielder.

Such as Wild Boar Davis, Gullit, Yaya Toure...

A world-class B2B midfielder can completely raise the team's offense and defense to a higher level.

This type of player is definitely a high-end, sought-after item in the player market, and even more important than some sss-level players in other positions.

With such a good seed in hand, it is natural to show it to the world, and it can be sold for a good price in the future.

Costa's wishful thinking jingled.

The noise of the audience was suffocating.

Whether it is the Porto echelon or the Eagles, it is the first time for the young players to experience such a major scene, excited, excited, and nervous.

"As long as you work hard, this will be a small scene for you in the future."

Hamburg, who entered the infield as a team member, came over and personally put on the captain's armband for Wang Po.

Wang Po nodded heavily.

On the captain's armband on his right arm, there is also a cute little white sheep pattern drawn with a watercolor pen, which was painted by Annie.

Aries represents Wang Po's Aries, and the meaning is self-evident.

Players from both teams have finished warming up.

The field began to be watered heavily, and the air was mixed with the smell of soil and green grass, giving people a cool feeling.

The players of the Eagles formed a circle, and as the captain, Wang Po encouraged his teammates impassionedly.

"We're not here to lose, we're here for the championship, for the dream, for the last game guys, Eagles, fight."

"The Eagles fight."

The players put their hands together and shouted slogans together.

At this moment, they seem to have merged into one.

"Hey, Per."

Jim stopped Wang Po who was about to go to the middle circle to kick off.

"Huh?" Wang Po looked at Jim with his big white teeth in surprise, very puzzled.

"I want to tell you that when you step on the court, your body is shining."

"Light? What?"

Jim thought for a while, and described with a serious expression, "enn, it's like God."

(End of this chapter)