perfect arc

Chapter 7 Chapter Seven: The Nightmare Before the First Show
The dining room at the Granada training base returned to tranquility, and several waiters were picking up plates and cutlery.Then straighten out the tables and chairs in the dining room.The chefs are rinsing the dishes and washing the pots and utensils.It seems that all these working procedures and cleaning actions are so mechanical. . .

The players all went to the training pitch and had drill sessions.The September sun was 'too hot'. Even though the endless white clouds and blue sky above the stadium looked pleasant, the players were sweating wildly in the face of a full three hours of rigorous training.It is inevitable that this scene will be left out.

On the training field, coach Koboni, several assistant coaches, players, and Kabinet stood aside.

Kabinet is also there, which reflects the rigor of Coach Coboni to the team.He let Kabine aside to let him adapt to the team's training style first.Indeed, each coach has his own set of training styles, some focus on technique, some focus on physical fitness, and some focus on teamwork.

Unfortunately for Granada's first-team players, Coach Coboni favors all three training styles.No wonder,
No wonder even the white clouds and blue sky were left out.Kabinet reads everything and quickly understands that this is the same as the way he trained in the PSV Eindhoven youth team.He swallowed quietly, hoping he could handle and adapt to it all.

"Coach, this training method is very different from my previous training." Cabine looked at Coach Koboni.

"That kind of difference?" Coach Coboni didn't look at Kabinet.

"Well.. Coping with this kind of training requires strong physical fitness and perseverance. And it is easy to get injured." Kabinet said.

"Meaning? Tired? Are you?"

"That's it."

"Don't be an athlete if you're afraid of being tired or suffering." Coach Koboni looked at Kabinet with doubts in his eyes.

Cabine hit a big nail and it hurts!The pain made him feel that it would be better to talk less at the moment, quietly watching his teammates train.Until Coach Coboni signaled that he could leave.

There was still an hour to the end of the training, but Coach Coboni allowed Cabinet to leave first.

The reason given by Coach Coboni is: You are still injured, go back to the hotel first, and start the 'injury recovery plan' officially tomorrow. . .

Cabine waved to coach Koboni and his teammates who were still in training, said he would see you tomorrow, and turned to leave.

A high-end jeep was parked at the entrance of the training base, with one person on board.At first glance, Cabine saw that it was the colleague who picked him up in the morning.Before Kabinai got closer, the colleague got out of the car and said, "Come on, I'll take you back to the hotel."

What a lot of careful arrangements, coach Coboni's arrangement?Or was it the receptionist's arrangement?Cabine raised his own doubts.

"It's Miss Teess' arrangement. She is in charge of managing the youth players, and she manages them very well." After finishing speaking, the colleague started the jeep and drove away from the training base.

It turned out to be Miss Tees's arrangement. After much deliberation, Cabine still missed her.You should go back to the hotel and check it out.

The jeep stopped steadily again and stopped at the entrance of the hotel.After getting out of the car, a colleague asked Kabi if he wanted to take him up.Kabini said no and thanked him, but the colleague dropped a sentence: I will pick you up during this time. .Afterwards, he drove away in the jeep, and the car did not raise any dust.

After passing the hotel entrance, Kabinet looked at the doorman again.Smiling at him, walking further and further as if lost, entered the elevator, and went back to his room.

The room has been cleaned properly, the quilts and sheets have been re-laid, all kinds of utensils are neatly arranged, and a newspaper delivered by the waiter is placed on the low table.Cabine went up to pick it up and took a look. It was the sports newspaper.He flipped through the newspaper without hesitation, and stopped when he reached the football page.It's okay if you don't look at it, but it seems to be angry when you look at it.

[German genius new star.Sadugil.Moved to La Liga.Enter Atlético de Madrid]

These 21 characters are Kabinet's nightmare, and Sadugil is even more of Kabinet's nightmare.

a year ago,

20-year-old Cabine, 20-year-old Sadugil.

An all-round midfielder waiting to be released, and a dazzling genius striker.

Meet the European Championships - Youth Group Finals.

One wears a French blue jersey and captain, the other wears a German white jersey and captain.

One wears a gold medal around his neck, while the other holds a silver medal.

Cabinet is holding the silver medal.And the gold medal on the neck, and the one who holds the trophy is Sadugir.

That day, that night, that final.

Kabini's left arm is wrapped with the captain's armband, and his right wrist is clasped with a white wristband. His super-soul feet and vigorous body are ready for this battle.However, the appearance of the talented German striker Sadugir put a heavy question mark on the result of the final that night.But only at the beginning, and then there are no question marks.

Shadugir, the speed of the cheetah, the unbridled footwork, the ghostly penetration, the provocative ball passing, and the keen sense of smell in front of the goal.He also performed without fail.He is reminiscent of the man from extraterrestrials!

And Kabinet, who made the most proud arc of the penalty, was resolved.The most confident through ball was sent out and was intercepted.Use the most flexible running position and be seen through.Slid out the most aggressive tackle and was dunked again.

Kabinet was defeated, he defended and couldn't stop Sadugil's menacing attack.He attacked and couldn't pierce the iron wall of the German team.He questioned that he was not good enough, maybe he was wrong, maybe his old enemy Sadugir was too strong.

Kabinet woke up, crumpled the newspaper with one palm, and threw it on the ground, without taking a second look.

Suddenly, the melodious love song rings. . .It rang.

"Hey, who is it?" Kabinet's anger still persisted.

"It's me. What? You don't remember me in the past few days?" It wasn't Mr. Haas, it was Wedson.

Widson is a friend of the same age as Cabinet, a Scot.They trained together in the Eindhoven youth team, and they usually play best together.When Cabine told Widson that he wanted to change clubs, Widson was depressed for several days.

I was in a dead mood just now, but when I suddenly heard the voice of a friend, it was like seeing a clear spring in the Sahara desert.

Kabini adjusted his mood and said, "Hey, how are you? I haven't practiced with you for a while, and I can't pass you with football. I'm really not used to it! Ha~ha."

Wedson said with a smile: "You bastard, you used to use me as a living target every time you trained, and practiced fancy moves against me, such as ox tails and Masai roundabouts. It's okay now, you are not here, I don't have to do it anymore Insulted by your skill."

Cabine said: "If you want me to insult you again with my football skills, then come and see me when you have time. At worst, I will pay for the plane ticket."

"Is it a round-trip air ticket? Does it include accommodation? Ha~ha." Wedson asked with a smile.

Cabine said: "You bastard, of course it's a round-trip air ticket, and I will definitely cover the accommodation. As long as you are free, you can come. Do you hear me?"

Widson said: "I know, I know, if I don't have a game and I have time, I will definitely come, don't worry. Huh... Listening to your tone, it seems that the Granada team is paying you a lot of money this time." Yeah. Heh~heh, how much is it?"

"Two million euros!" said Cabinet.

Widson was not surprised, and said: "You are in the Eindhoven youth team, I remember correctly. The annual salary is 15 euros.

After one transfer, it will rise to 200 million euros, and you still say that you are not an asshole.asshole! "

In fact, Kabinet didn't particularly care about the annual salary.

Stabilizing his position in the first team as soon as possible is Kabinet's top priority.

Of course, that must wait until after the injury can be implemented.

Kabini said angrily: "Stinky boy! Come here too, you may get an annual salary of 500 million when you come here. Come here quickly."

Wedson said, "No, no. I'm afraid I'll take your starting spot by coming here."

Cabine said with a smile: "Are you sick? I play midfielder and you play full-back. How do you grab my starting position?" After speaking, he laughed louder, and there was a kind of complete relaxation in his voice.

Widson said: "You just laugh. You know what? Sadugill, like you, also went to La Liga. Join Atletico Madrid. You are going to be unlucky, your old enemy starts to haunt you like a ghost."

Cabine felt that this remark was off-putting, and said angrily: "I lost the final last time. The reason for the loss is not necessarily that Sadugil was too strong, but maybe our team underestimated the enemy. Since everyone is in La Liga now, it's okay. Well. Tell you what, I'm looking forward to playing Sadugir again in the league next time."

Wedson said: "Don't get angry, I definitely support you. Remember to recuperate well now, adjust your preparations, and then play well in the league debut. If you have a good performance, you are not afraid of being robbed by others. drop. understand?"

Cabine said: "I understand. But I just want to ask, when I was still in the Eindhoven youth team, why were you often taken away from your starting position?" After speaking, he laughed.

Listening to Kabinet's joke, Wedson gave a tacit reaction that reflected their tacit understanding: "Well, I wholeheartedly hope that you can be a substitute every game this season..." After finishing speaking, he smiled.

"Fuck you, you're just a substitute. Be careful I don't cover the air ticket." Kabinet brought out a general sense of playfulness in the threat.

"Although my annual salary is not as high as yours, two air tickets are a piece of cake for me," Widson said.

Kabinet walked to the table, poured a glass of water, and took a sip.

Said: "Okay, that's it. I mean it, come and see me when you have time. When I recover from my injury, if the coach allows and I have time, I will also return to PSV to find you of."

"Okay, say what you say!"

"It must, it must count."

"Okay, that's it, come on. Bye!"

"Well, come on. Bye!"

There was no sound on the other end of the phone, it was quiet, and the room was also quiet, quiet.

Putting down the phone, Kabinet seemed to be thinking about something again. He remembered what Wedson had said, and thought of the crumpled newspaper. He picked up the newspaper and turned to the page reporting on Sadugill.He carefully read the detailed content: [prey of various giants] [sale of 500 million euros] [Atletico Madrid's future core] and so on.It was also found that there was a brief interview with Sadugil by a reporter at the bottom right of the entire page, and Kabinet read it word by word.Suddenly, his eyeballs moving from left to right stopped, between two lines of text:

The reporter asked [what made you come to La Liga? 】

Sadugil said [because there is a very interesting opponent here. 】

(End of this chapter)