my name is morrison

Chapter 14 Imitation Will Not Succeed
Morrison thought for a while, then flicked the ball, "I'll try again, Ryan, you defend me."

Giggs was very surprised at Morrison's boldness to command the players of the first team, but he still smiled and stood in the defensive position, "Come here."

Facing Ryan Giggs, Morrison suddenly accelerated, and his movements were the same as before, but when he was about one meter in front of Ryan Giggs, he moved the ball a lot lighter, leaving room for energy.

Then the shoulders shook slightly, and there was a tendency to change direction, and Giggs' center of gravity instinctively shifted slightly.

This is a defensive instinct. If the defensive player has not undergone intensive training, it is easy to be deceived by the feint of the offensive player.Giggs is a frontcourt player with average defensive ability, but facing Morrison's offense, he will not be fooled anyway.

But today he is teaching the stars, and he has no concept of the game in his head. He is more rhythmic with Morrison's rhythm. It is normal for the defensive center of gravity to shift.

Morrison was overjoyed, and it really worked.He paid close attention to observing Giggs' movements just now. When he was one meter away from the defensive player, he gently exerted force with his foot touching the ball, leaving room for change of direction, and then relied on the shaking of his body to put pressure on the defensive player.

This has little to do with experience, and more to do with individual field skills, which require careful observation and training to succeed.

"It's now." Morrison was overjoyed, and touched the ball again with greater force. The ball and the person accelerated together, but unfortunately, they still couldn't pass.

Giggs stretched his foot and Morrison's ball was blocked.

"Great, you have observed very carefully." Giggs patted Morrison on the shoulder, "Tell me, what did you think just now?"

Everyone fell silent and looked at Morrison.McGinnis was also very interesting, "This guy has really good understanding."

"There are two points", Morrison was still puzzled, why was he blocked just now? "When you were about one meter away from me, you touched the ball lightly, leaving room for change of direction. Another point is the shaking of your body, an inconspicuous but useful feint that misleads you."

"One meter?" Giggs obviously did not expect Morrison to say the word.He looked at the lawn, which was almost one meter away, and then smiled, "I applaud your observation ability. But there is a mistake, your footsteps are smaller than mine now, and I made a move about one meter away from the defensive player, This is the distance of one step for me, for you, it may be more than one step."

"One step away?"

"Yes," Giggs put the ball in front of Morrison, "I use one step to cross this position, and you may need a little more. Of course, some people are used to making adjustments at a distance of about two steps. Everyone is different."

Morrison nodded. That was indeed the case. He had already made the action just now, but the distance was a little longer, and the ball was a little out of control. Giggs immediately seized the opportunity and snatched the ball.

Giggs was a little proud when he saw Morrison's enlightened appearance, and he was able to brag to the guys in the first team when he went back. This is a teaching achievement, and they may not be better than him!Many players teach, more to impart their unique skills, not necessarily useful.

Morrison must have thought about what he asked, so he can keep up with the rhythm and absorb experience.If Giggs were to speak, he would not know how to say it.

Giggs opened the conversation, "Every player's breakthrough method is different, and they have their own rhythm. Just like Messi, he has an unparalleled talent, and his ability to combine the ball is very strong. When breaking through, he does not need to be big. Strides, but piecemeal strides with the ball, no one else can stop them."

"And like Kaka, his breakthrough pace is not fast, but his stride is very large, and his acceleration is very sudden. This is another extreme."

Morrison nodded and muttered softly, "My stride frequency is not the fastest, nor is my stride length the largest. I need to find my own rhythm and my own breakthrough method."

Practice, continue to practice, young, still have a chance.

Giggs was going to pretend to be aggressive again, looking at everyone, "Young people like to imitate stars, it's normal, I am often imitated. However, you have to remember that blindly imitating will not make you successful, you guys , to find your own way.”

Find your own path and develop your own individuality.Giggs felt that what he said was very reasonable, at least more reasonable than the words "questioning cannot bring about progress".

Morrison smacked his lips, reminiscing about Giggs' pretentious declaration, which seemed to make sense. There are so many "××second generations", I really don't remember who succeeded.

Be yourself, my name is Morrison.

Giggs returned to the first team, humming a slang song with a light smile on his lips, as if he had done something to save mankind, "I said, Morrison of U18 has a very high understanding! He learned what I taught him once. "

"It must be that the things you teach are too simple." Scholes finally couldn't stand it anymore, "You don't teach them to hit the ball with left and right feet, do you?"

"Go, what do you know. That guy is studying the rhythm of the breakthrough, his body is really flexible, he is a natural player." Giggs admired, "No, I want to tell Boss, I found a treasure in the youth training camp .”

Scholes pondered, "If it's true, I suggest you also mention it to Ole. Their team is not very good in the reserve league."

Ryan Giggs and Scholes are both classmates of Manchester United's class of 92. They have deep feelings and are also Ferguson's confidantes. Suggestions to the red-nosed old man are generally not denied.

Solskjaer listened to Giggs' statement, and immediately smiled, "Needless to say, I'm already inspecting Morrison, and I will bring him to the reserve team early next week. Such a player is in the U18 team. There’s not much room for improvement.”

"It seems that your job is not bad." Giggs smiled, "I don't know if Boss will pay attention to Ravel."

"Maybe, he hasn't paid attention to Ravel. You know, we have been under a lot of pressure in the league recently. Not to mention that we are behind Liverpool in points, and there are downsizing in the forward line. Berbatov was injured, Rooney was suspended with a red card, really Depressing time."

Giggs pursed his mouth, Manchester United's forward line was very abundant, but after the reduction of two people, only Ronaldo was left to carry the flag, and then the young Welbeck, but this guy scored like eating New Year's Eve dinner, Once a year.

"We face Aston Villa next week. I think Boss will draw a young man from the reserve team to the first team. At least he can sit on the bench. I just took the opportunity to draw Ravel up." Solsk Ya continued, "Although Macheda was a little lazy in the reserve team, he was alert in his moves and performed well overall. The boss should give him a chance."

Ferguson stood up facing the sunset in Carrington, touched his red nose, "Who is praising me?"

"Huh? Is there anyone in the training ground?" Ferguson looked from a distance, "Hey, that little guy."

(End of this chapter)