There is a dream called football

Chapter 41
For 45 minutes in the first half, Li Qiao was sitting on pins and needles. This is professional football, not only the smell of grass and soil, but also head-to-head competition.

Li Qiao suddenly remembered the sentence in the Real Madrid youth training camp-skills without confrontation are worthless.

Real professional football is by no means as easy as dribbling the ball in the community, it is a real confrontation with swords and guns.

Fabio is obviously not used to this rhythm. What Li Qiao didn't know was that last season Porto had a Brazilian giant in the midfield who was in charge of cleaning the midfield. In this way, it was relatively easy for Fabio to get the ball. Now there is no such iron gate, and Fabio is directly exposed to the opponent.

Three long whistles.

The first half is over.

It seems that the Porto generals did not play half a game, but spent half a season as long.

Valle crossed his arms and didn't pay attention to his players until most of them entered the player tunnel.

Li Qiao was about to go back, when Valai stopped him with his hand, "You don't need to go back, just run on the court."

After finishing speaking, Valle waved to assistant coach Gomez, "You stay with Li Qiao, pay attention, don't act too hastily, and move your muscles."

*****
Sousa took the beer handed by Lorinda without taking a sip, "The beer in the stadium is as bad as horse urine."

Lorraine Dahan.

"But you can't bring in anything with a bottle, only this kind of plastic cup, so you can make do with it."

Lorinda knew it wasn't the beer's problem, but Porto's bad performance, and Dad was angry!

"Why didn't that idiot replace Li Qiao, the Brazilian is not as good as Li Qiao at all."

"Dad, you've said that a thousand times."

While speaking, Sosa saw Li Qiao jogging on the court, and he was very alert.

"Oh my God." He took a big gulp of beer, and the "horse urine" in his mouth just now turned into fine liquid.

"Hehe, you are really fickle."

Sosa pointed, "Look, Li Qiao is running."

Lorinda thinks it's so fresh, is it possible that a football player can't run?
"Lorinda, do you know what that means?"

"..."

"This means that Li Qiao is going to play in the second half, thank God." Sosa made a cross on his chest.

*****
speed.

speed.

Li Qiao will add a few sets of fast runs during jogging to fully warm up, so that it is not easy to get injured.

"Kick off."

The assistant coach gives the order.

After running back and forth in a few quick sets, Li Qiao was already sweating a little, his body stretched out, and along with that, his whole body became excited.

10 minutes passed quickly.

The team members came out one after another. Judging from their expressions, they should have been scolded. I don't know what happened in the locker room?
Dada ran over and patted Li Qiao lightly.

"Being scolded? Gustavo."

"Hehe, don't mention it, except for not greeting our parents, I have scolded everything I can. I even wonder if I can still be a professional player."

"Haha."

A second-half change was imperative.

In fact, Valle was hesitant. He originally planned to score first and then send Li Qiao to experience the atmosphere of professional football, but he did not expect that the plan could not keep up with the changes.

Valle waved at Li Qiao.

"I know it's unfair to you, after all, you just joined the team, but I really can't stand Charles' walking football, it's up to you."

Li Qiao nodded, trembling all over.

I am very nervous, this is inevitable. Professional games and training are completely different. The moment I step on the court, it is no longer just a play.

Substitution for Porto.

Enter Li Qiao on the 7th and remove Charles.

The formation has not changed.

"Hahaha, I found him, I brought him back to Porto." Sosa said everywhere.

The fans of the home team could only look sideways at this, and some even showed disdainful eyes, but Sosa didn't care. This was also the first time for him. The players he discovered actually played professional games.

"Lorinda, this is my childhood dream, and today it finally came true."

Seeing the old man's serious face, Lorinda was angry and funny, and patted him, "I really can't stand you Portuguese men."

*****
At the beginning of the second half, the opponent's lineup was greatly withdrawn, and their head coach knew in his heart that if they continued to play like that in the second half, they must be the ones who died first in terms of physical fitness.

Victor Panya folded his arms and was full of confidence. He played English football for 45 minutes in the first half and Italian football in the second half.

There have been two factions in football circles for decades - beautiful football and utilitarian football, and they often attack each other.

And Pania is obviously a representative of utilitarian football. His idol is Capello. The Italian Capello once said that if the opponent is injured, not only can we not return the ball to the opponent, but we should also take the opportunity to attack.

These words can be regarded as a clear expression of the bare fruit of utilitarian football, and many people really think so.

The opponents didn't notice that Porto had changed a player at all. Their attention was all on Fabio. As long as he pinched him, Porto's midfield would be chaotic.

Li Qiao rushed from the wing several times, but the ball was not delivered, and Fabio still couldn't get rid of the defense.

"It's different from training. You can't get the ball like this."

If you have a God's perspective at this time, you will find that the opponent's three lines have retreated, and the defensive strength has increased.

"Go for the ball, Fabio," the coach called.

Finally, Fabio took the ball wide, but...

I rely on.

Li Qiao ran forward, and Fabio's ball was passed behind him.

Li Qiao could only turn around and go back to get the ball.

In this way, the ball was obtained, but there was no chance at all. Li Qiao, who had lost his speed, fell into a fight with his opponent.

Fabio's splits were like this a few times, stumbling, Li Qiao missed Haji so much, even David Luiz's passing was better than this.

An incompetent organization core will really exhaust teammates.

The confrontation in training was not so fierce, and teammates could often send a very comfortable pass for Li Qiao, but it was impossible at this time.

"It's more difficult than I imagined."

Li Qiao now finally understands the feeling of a national football player. Why does Wu Lei score like a ball in the club, but in the national team...

Even if the strength and angle of the passer are slightly lacking, the feeling is completely wrong.

After 10 minutes of the second half, Porto had 70% of the ball, but the offense still didn't improve.

Taking advantage of a dead ball, Li Qiao went to the sidelines to drink water, and he said to Valle: "Head, can you change your tactics, we have no chance of kicking us like this."

Valle was taken aback, "How to change it?"

(End of this chapter)