green showman

Chapter 118 The Innate Core

"boom!"

The ball crossed half of the field and landed accurately on the left side. The left back Schaefer, who was advancing at high speed, stopped the ball and glanced at his teammates in the penalty area, who were about to make a pass...

"Beep!" The assistant coach Rolf, who was temporarily serving as the referee, stopped the game and gestured for Sun Wu, who had just sent a precise long pass, to come over.

"Sir, the gap there is obvious." Sun Wu spread his hands in confusion, not forgetting to shrug at Barzali who lost his position just now.

"There is nothing wrong with choosing a long pass, but what is wrong is that you shouldn't be the one to make the long pass." Rolf explained: "This long pass can be Misimovic, Gentner, Josue, But only you can't."

"The space is indeed obvious, but after Schaefer took the ball and made a cross from the wing, there is only Dzeko in the penalty area, and at most there is Gentner who is retracted. Misimovic will stay outside the penalty area, and the cross effect will be very poor. " Rolf not only explained to Sun Wu, but also explained to other midfielders, "If Schaefer pauses for a moment, the opponent will immediately fill in the gap. What's the point of your long pass?"

"So..." Sun Wu nodded, "The long pass is dispatched to Josue or Misimovic, and I enter the penalty area to grab points?"

"Yes, you have to observe Dzeko's running position. The two should not repeat each other and have a sense of hierarchy. Generally speaking, you should choose the middle or front point, and leave the back point for Gentner or Sasha Little."

"After all, it is a single striker. There are not enough offensive players in the frontcourt. It needs the assistance of midfielders to advance forward. At least it can attract the attention of the opponent."

The training confrontation was stuck, and Rolf had to pause every three or four minutes to explain the players' running positions and passing at length. The half-hour training session lasted for an entire hour and a half.

You want me and Josue to organize the offense, you want me to pull to the side to form a local advantage in numbers, you want me to go forward in front of the penalty area and shoot long shots to create threats, and now I want to insert into the penalty area to grab points...

please!I really don't want to be a B2B, and Sun Wu is also drunk, asking me to take on so many tasks, but restricting my running position and passing methods to such a deadlock!
But no matter how upset he was, Sun Wu knew that he had no right to bargain after he had just joined the team for two months.

"Actually, don't think so much." Back in the locker room, Misimovic patted Sun Wu on the shoulder, "You haven't turned 20 this year, so what's the rush."

Sun Wu shrugged and said nothing. Indeed, compared to you, I am still very young, but since last year, the European football individual selection awards have started to be two-person. Last year it was Ronaldo, this year it should be Messi, and then they fell in love and killed each other Climbing high, tide... no, climbing the peak together.

The facilities of the Wolfsburg club are not very good, but they have everything that should be there. After all, there are people behind them. After taking a hot bath, Sun Wu packed up his things and prepared to leave. Today, he even made an appointment to discuss matters.

"Hey, Best, no more practice today?" It was Dzeko who asked.

"He seems to be busy today." Misimovic asked while brushing his hair in the small mirror, "Best, do you want me to give you a ride?"

"No need, it's at the bar next door to the club." Sun Wu patted Dzeko's head, "Edin, I think you should eat more meat, seeing how thin you are..."

Now Dzeko really doesn't have the strong physique that can resist Pique later, like a bamboo pole.

"It's not bad, this year's Ramadan is in August..." Misimovic shook his head, "If the season is not over, it's really enough for you."

"Ramadan..." Sun Wu glanced at Dzeko who was staring at his upper body, he really didn't have any tattoos, he was actually a prostitute.

The three of them packed up their things and went out together. Although Sun Wu was popular in the team, he joined the team in the middle of the season after all, and most of them just had face.

But there are also people who are very dissatisfied with him. After all, he has robbed many people of playing time. For example, Dejaga and Yoshito Okubo hate Sun Wu to death. When Grafitt is injured, Magath would rather You don't need them to add a midfielder...

And the two Eastern Europeans who have the best relationship with Sun Wu are Misimovic and Dzeko. Although the former has a competitive relationship with Sun Wu, they get along well unexpectedly, while the latter and Sun Wu are roommates, and they are already familiar with each other. Talk about measurements.

On the second floor of the office building next to the training field, Rolf stood by the window and looked at the players who left in twos and threes. He turned his head and asked: "Felix, you are playing so soon? You have only trained for less than a week, is it too urgent?" point?"

"Grafite's report has come out, and he will be absent until the end of March at least." Magath took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes, "And for the rest of this month, Schalke, Bielefeld, Hoffenheim They are not easy to deal with, and the only ones who can train soldiers are the German Cup and the UEFA Cup, so should I choose the UEFA Cup for training?"

"But the opponent in the German Cup is Werder Bremen, this is not an easy role to bully." Rolf smacked his lips.

"Actually... even if I am not eliminated, I will choose to give up one or even both of the German Cup and the UEFA Cup." Magath put on his glasses and said slowly: "For Wolfsburg, the league is at the top of the list."

"If the effect is good, the next Bielefeld is a relatively weak opponent this month, and we can still try a game..." Magath sighed: "I hope to maintain a one-game gap in early April... ..."

Rolf knew that Magath was referring to the point gap between Wolfsburg and Bayern Munich. The old man who was kicked out really hated Bayern to the bone.

Rolf looked down at the highlights played by the computer, and then at the tactical diagram on the blackboard on the wall. After hesitating for a while, he said, "But, I'm afraid that Best will be involuntary when he plays..."

"I've seen this too." Magath scratched his head a little helplessly, "Best really doesn't look like a kid who hasn't reached the age of 20, and even Cross is inferior to him psychologically."

"Back then, the Premier League compared him to Cesc Fabregas..." Rolf smiled wryly, "I have to admit, at least this time, the Premier League media is not bragging."

For Magath, how to arrange Sun Wu is indeed a difficult problem.

Playing as a single midfielder, Sun Wu is a bit weak defensively, and his erratic movement can easily make him unable to hold his position.

Playing as a midfielder, although Sun Wu has no problem in terms of ability, he is much worse than Misimovic in terms of tacit understanding with his teammates... especially Dzeko and Grafite.

If you don't set a position to play as a playmaker, Sun Wu's qualifications in the industry are too low and his age is too young. Although he was famous before, he has not played more than 30 games in total.

Simply put, it is one sentence.

This is a natural core, a natural protagonist.

(End of this chapter)