There is a dream called football

Chapter 17 Maradona in Romania

Looking at the lush green field, Haji had a long-lost feeling. When he stepped on the lawn, he kicked the ball.

Physical fitness is no longer comparable to the young man, but the footwork of the "midfielder schemer" is still precise.

This kick was 30 meters away from the goal. The ball bypassed the dummy wall and went straight into the dead corner of the goal.

"Sorry, did you go to the wrong place?" Guo Shuang, who arrived at the stadium early, asked.

Haji laughed, the young people nowadays don't know themselves anymore, no wonder, the days of their dominance are long gone.

Haji didn't say anything, but kicked again, and the ball seemed to have eyes, and flew into the goal along the same route again.

"It's amazing."

The players of JA slowly gathered, and everyone watched with bated breath, no one dared to say anything, the people who can have such footwork must not be ordinary people.

"10 feet, all the same route, who is this?" Lei Wen wondered, "Li Qiao, do you know him?"

Li Qiao felt familiar, but just couldn't recognize the name, so he shook his head, "Very familiar, it seems to be from Eastern Europe, by the way! It's from Romania, but I can't recognize the name."

At this moment, someone shouted: "Georgy, you came so early."

"Morning coach."

Everyone lined up and it was Sans who came.

Sweating a little, Haji also stopped and walked over, "Milito, you are late."

"Haha."

The two gave each other a big hug. Sanz turned his head and introduced to everyone: "This is the former Real Madrid player, the Romanian international known as the midfielder-Haji."

Everyone, look at me and I look at you. They are obviously not familiar with each other. Sans has already expected this.

"I sent you the document yesterday, and today I started to investigate some passing and tactical things. Do you still remember that there will be a mysterious guest in the document?"

"Ha ha."

Needless to say, everyone knows that it should be the middle-aged uncle in front of him.

This is a bit of a surprise. When I saw the document yesterday, I thought it was probably a player at the international level, such as Li Yi, but I didn't expect that the former Real Madrid star was invited, so I was a little surprised.

"It seems to be serious." Chen Xuan said with a smile.

Haji is a very active person. He stepped forward and said, "Don't worry about anything. You will be divided into two groups later. One group will wear blue vests, and I will pass the ball to you, while the other group will wear yellow vests to defend me."

Guo Shuang raised his hand and asked, "10 of us defend one of you?"

"No, no, it's 8, 8 at a time."

This is also amazing, 8 defenses 1?Don't say you are Haji, even if you are Ronaldo.

Haji seemed to see that the expressions on everyone's faces were full of doubts, and continued: "That's right, your defensive action against me does not include tackles, which means you can block my pass or surround me, but you can't kick me. After all, Real Madrid didn't buy me insurance this time."

"Hahaha."

Sans took a step forward, "The rules should be clear to you. Today and the next few days, Haji will train with us for 20 minutes every day. I can tell you that these 20 minutes will determine your score today."

"Those who want a blue vest, come here."

Li Qiao took the blue vest and put it on, and soon the training began, and Haji was surrounded by defenders.

Raven was a little puzzled, "Can you still pass the ball like this?"

Suddenly, a ground ball came out from among the crowd, and Lei Wen froze for the moment, motionless.

Sanz said angrily: "This is a through ball for you. You should catch the ball and shoot."

"This is the beginning?"

What is even more surprising is that Haji, who was surrounded by groups, can still send a through ball with the precision of a scalpel.

Several times in a row, Hagee sent the knife-like precision pass, but the children couldn't keep up with his rhythm, and in most cases there was no reaction at all.

Haji smiled and said: "Milito, your players are too bad. I think 8 is too few. 80 may be able to guard me."

"Haha, I don't have 80 people to mobilize."

After 10 minutes, Sanz gestured for everyone to drink some water and give them a little time to calm down. In these 10 minutes, the children were almost broken.

The team members were simmering with fire, but they had no choice but to watch the Chinese team's games in front of the TV countless times.

Fans took it for granted and yelled, "Pass, plug, shoot."

"This ball can be missed!"

It means standing and talking without back pain. On the court, players often cannot see each other’s teammates. In this case, one shot and one catch depends on the ability to read the game and predict the game.

This can even eventually rise to the level of football philosophy, such as Zidane's state in the 2006 World Cup, he is really immortal and transparent.

"Is this the gap between Chinese football and the top players in Europe?" Guo Shuang said helplessly.

"Haji is not yet the top in Europe." Chen Xuan said with a bitter tone.

The most helpless thing is not that I don't work hard, but that I don't know how to work hard. It's like meeting a martial arts master, and you don't know how you were beaten when you were beaten.

Sans began to blow the whistle, "Continue to train, Haji's time is precious, and he has to accompany other sets of training."

"hurry up."

*****
Madrid headquarters, football experts are busy today, because there are too many points deducted, and the performance of the players is a bit bleak.

"These kids are not good. They have good skills, but they are golfers... It can be said that none of them can match Real Madrid."

"Maybe Haji is too powerful. Letting him train with the children is a bit bullying."

"Haha, it's not that easy to come to Madrid."

Juan still stared at Li Qiao, with Diego beside him.

"My side is horrible, how about yours?"

"good."

"good?"

At this time, Li Qiao was running, and Diego smiled and said, "Isn't it the same? I can't even catch a single ball."

Juan shook his head, "It's different, look!"

Diego took a closer look, and finally saw the subtle difference. The other children were at a loss, and didn't even move in the face of Haji's pass.

And Li Qiao started it every time, but the reaction was a little slower.

"I understand, this kid will predict, while the other kids are simply ignorant."

Juan said with a smile: "This is the gap, and it is a big gap."

The prediction has been made, but the start is slow, which can be gradually improved, but if it is simply ignorant, then the golf quotient is indeed not good.

Juan wrote the score on the scorecard, "I think he should come to Madrid."

"Hehe, don't say it so early, not everyone can wear this white dress." Diego laughed.

(End of this chapter)