Green Dragon

Chapter 78 The New Coach

No one wants to taste failure.

Long Shu didn't want it.

His teammate Suarez also does not want it.

Uruguay narrowly beat the No.4 Costa Rica in Central and North America by one goal in the two rounds of the World Preliminary play-offs, and got the last ticket to South Africa.

In the previous three months, Suarez, who was so popular all over the universe, suddenly misfired after entering November. Not only did he hit the ball with four consecutive shots in the club, but he also failed in the two games he returned to the national team. no income...

Suarez, who finished the national team game, returned to the Netherlands soon, but everyone could see that he was exhausted all over his body.

Having to travel across more than half of the world to return to Uruguay for several months in a row, even the iron god of war will be physically and mentally exhausted.

What's more, he has been criticized by the general public recently as "the club is crazy about scoring points, the national team is not working hard", "soft feet in key battles", "not enough psychological quality", "lack of a big heart to become a superstar". The psychological pressure of the sensitive Uruguayan Baoyasu suddenly doubled...

Those giant clubs that were ready to make offers to Ajax during the winter break are not in a hurry now.

Suarez is just a better player.

He has highs and lows.

Can't just look at those glamorous statistics, when the club and the national team need him most, he can't play his own level.

Such a player is not very good...

And those media have a "should be so" attitude towards such things.

That's right!
It is quite remarkable for a player who plays in the Dutch league to appear on the front pages of major European media for more than two consecutive months and become the most eye-catching player.

What else does he want to do?
Do you really want to fly into the sky? -
11 month 20 day.

As usual, Long Shute came to the training base very early.

"Hey, Long, you're the first again!" Tony McMulraman, the gatekeeper at the base, leaned out from his office and slowly opened the electric door of the base.

"Good morning, Tony! You should do some activities with us!" Long Shute greeted him with a smile, picked up the football under his feet, and easily crossed the gate.

"Stinky boy, do activities with you little lunatic? I'm 65 years old, do you want my life!" McMulahman shook his head with a smile, watching the young player pass through the gate, and said to himself Said a sentence, "This kid's dribbling level, it seems... much better than when he first came?"

Before his words fell, the figure who had just passed the gate staggered.

The football was bounced by a slightly protruding rock, which disrupted Long Shute's original dribbling rhythm. He had to take three steps and make two steps to stop the football that was about to bounce out of the area under his control.

Seeing his slightly embarrassed figure, the doorman couldn't help laughing.

An enthusiastic and easy-going young man who is so active in training and works extraordinarily hard in games. As an old Ajax fan, how could he not like it?
McMullaman opened all the doors of the training base, took out the watering can, and sprayed a few pots of flowers and plants in front of the door to prepare for the coming coaches and players.

Then he heard someone greet him: "Tony, you seem to be getting fat again?"

The doorman turned around and looked back, he was slightly taken aback: "Dennis? Are you back?"

This is a middle-aged man who is nearly forty years old, with a standard build, a square face, a slightly high hairline, and thin golden brown hair, showing the vicissitudes of time and the ruthlessness of time.

The man named Dennis opened his arms with a smile, and gave a warm hug to the doorman: "Yes, I'm back, and Marco invited me to continue to be his assistant."

"Very good, very good," McMaraman nodded repeatedly. "Our current momentum is very good. We are only 2 points behind Winterthur in the league. The Champions League will advance to the group early. You can teach those little guys to go further!"

Dennis looked at the training base with nostalgia on his face: "I really hope these little guys can behave better."
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When Long Shute noticed a stranger standing on the sidelines, he had already finished 20 minutes of warm-up activities.

The middle-aged man was wearing an Ajax club sportswear, folded his hands on his chest, and was looking around at the training ground.

Perhaps a new staff member?

Long Shute didn't care. Although he had been here for a long time, it was impossible for him to know all the staff in the club, especially those in administrative management, financial department and logistics.

So he just took a look at each other and put the experience back into individual training.

The training program he set for himself today is dribbling against the foot, mainly relying on his left foot to lead the football around in several cones.

This is not the first time he has trained like this, so he performed it very skillfully, and the overall movement is not difficult. For a full 10 minutes, the football has always been tied to his left foot, and it has never been detached.

If it wasn't for his high IQ, he might think that even Messi and Iniesta are nothing more than that...

Many technical players can play dazzling and stunningly gorgeous styles in normal training, but if he is allowed to step on the turf of an official game, I am afraid that he will not be able to perform at even one-tenth of his level.

This is not just because someone is marking it, whether the overall trend of the game is smooth, whether the support of teammates is sufficient, the oppression of the opponent, their own psychological endurance, the atmosphere of the scene... It even includes the weather, air, turf conditions, etc. Under the combined effect of various factors, official competitions are much more intense and difficult than daily training.

Long Shute has now understood a truth. Of course, a person can develop a certain sense of the ball with his head buried in the ball, but if he wants to get more valuable and efficient training, he must cooperate with other people, whether it is Pass the ball to you, or defend.

After finishing a set of dribbling, he added a little water, and then he noticed that the middle-aged man was still standing on the sidelines.

This time the other party did not look around, but stared at him with interest.

"Good morning!" Since the other party was looking at this side, Long Shute would not turn a blind eye. He wiped his sweat and greeted the other party naturally.

"Hi, Chinese kid." The other party nodded with a smile, "Do you need someone to pass the ball to you?"

Long Shute was startled for a moment, and then laughed: "Thank you very much if you are willing to help!"

The Dutch are mostly very open and enthusiastic, of course, in other words, sometimes they are very familiar...

Dennis took off his coat, revealing a body of solid muscles. It seemed that he also received regular exercise. He was not the kind of person who sat in the office drinking tea and reading the newspaper, and closed the door with the female secretary to do things...

"What kind of pass do you want? Fast, slow? Front, back? High? Low? Arc?" Dennis, who came off the court, showed that he was an experienced expert as soon as he opened his mouth.

Long Shute thought for a while: "I need to receive a long pass or a through ball from behind when I sprint at high speed..." He looked at the opponent and felt that this kind of ball might be difficult for ordinary people.

Unexpectedly, the other party nodded without thinking: "Then let's start."
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"beep!"

The whistle is the starting gun.

Long Shute immediately rushed from the center line to the front court at high speed.

This is a standard training turf, exactly the same size as the playing field. The distance from the center line to the penalty area is about 40 meters. Long Shute, who is fully sprinting, can complete one in less than five seconds.

Five seconds, for a strong cardio athlete, it doesn't even take two breaths.

But Long Shute didn't wait for the football from behind until he rushed into the penalty area.

So he stopped on the goal line and looked suspiciously at Dennis who was tens of meters away.

The other party shrugged helplessly: "Sorry, let's do it again, I didn't know your speed is so fast!"
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After an adaptation, the two sides quickly reached a tacit understanding.

Whether it was a through ball or a high-altitude ball, Dennis could accurately find Long Shute who was galloping at full speed. This skill surprised the latter secretly.

You know, even Ajax's Ajax, who have the best passing skills in the team, and Suarez, are far from reaching this level!

If this guy is also a player, how good was he when he was young?
It's just... Although his passing is very precise and can even give Long Shute a comfortable lead, there is still a high probability that Long Shute, who is speeding at high speed, will not be able to unload the ball steadily.

Don't wonder why you can't even unload the ball well after practicing for so long, because this is not a routine training content. If it is in a static state, Long Shute's stopping skill is no worse than any teammate in the team, but here is a high-speed sprint In the process, even a monster like Suarez with a sense of the ball and balance that is against the sky, often stops out of the bottom line...

"Your passing is too accurate, it's a pity you can't help me pass the ball every day..."

When the coaches and other teammates rushed to the training ground one after another, Long Shute stopped his extra training. He walked towards the middle-aged man who had been with him for half an hour, and said with some regret.

"Oh, Long, you are a newcomer, you probably don't know him, I have to introduce you," head coach Van Basten introduced to Long Shute with a smile while patting the middle-aged man's shoulder:

"This is a member of the coaching staff who just returned to the team, Dennis, um, what's the full name?"

"Dennis Bergkamp, ​​nice to meet you," the new coach smiled and stretched out his right hand to Long Shute. "From now on, I can pass the ball to you every day."

(End of this chapter)