Football: My coaches are all world-class stars

"damn it!"

"I've seen this guy before!"

Just as everyone in the "Dockworker" bar was stunned, another unharmonious voice came out.

Larry Bruckner, a dockworker at Canary Wharf and a die-hard Millwall fan.

Knows every player at Millwall, even the youth team.

Immediately, someone next to him answered, "Bruckner! Is there anyone in Millwall that you don't know?"

"You even know this Chinese man, so you should have learned a set of kung fu from him, right?"

Apparently Larry Bruckner was very popular, and there was a lot of jokes about him in the crowd.

But Bruckner's expression was not very good, he shook his head and said, "Damn, I only saw this kid in bars."

"This kid is usually very high-profile, and he has had a lot of fights with people in the bar."

"It's just that compared to the level of fighting in the bar, he is not good on the training ground."

After Bruckner finished speaking, a group of people felt disappointed.

I also expected that this Chinese kid would have something special, but it didn't sound like it would work at all!

The group of people immediately lost interest and focused on their wine glasses again.

...

"Our black boy Brees steals the ball in the middle!"

"A beautiful escape, handed the ball directly to Ward, let's see how our captain will choose, whether to take the ball or ask for points to the wing..."

"Oh! He directly lobbed the ball to look for the center in the frontcourt!"

Although others were not interested, Bruckner was a little angry at Pittman replacing Zhang Bo.

Sometimes the youth team has open days, and these open days face the media and fans.

And in this limited time, Bruckner felt that the level of the entire youth team was the worst... No, it should be said that the worst level of the entire Millwall team was the Chinese!

Even for such a person, it would be a waste to give him the chance to play!

"Beautiful prediction of weakness, Zhang Bo grabbed the ball!"

"He resisted the defenders behind him, and Mormont on the wing has already put him on!"

"Split the ball! Zhang Bo went straight to the penalty area, let's see if he can rely on his tall size to grab the spot!"

Just when Bruckner felt that giving Zhang Bo time was a waste, the Millwall youth team on the field had already organized a new wave of offensive.

And obviously, this wave of offensive focuses on Zhang Bo.

It is said that Ward went directly to Zhang Bo without any hesitation when he took the ball, which shows that his teammates trust him.

The tactical thinking is clear but simple, and the simpler the tactic, the more it depends on the player's individual combat ability.

When Bruckner was a little puzzled, the offensive on the court hadn't stopped.

Mormont received the ball from the wing and took the ball in a big stride, saw the opportunity, and directly kicked the ball in the middle.

It's just that the pass was a bit too big, and it flew towards the back point in a fluttering manner.

"Unfortunately, Mormont's pass was a little too big, it seems..."

"Oh wait a minute! Zhang Bo...Zhang Bo actually ran to the back the moment he kicked up!"

"Header!"

"Oh! It's a pity, the landing point is still a bit tricky, the ball brushed the post and went out of the baseline."

The commentator's exclamation made the fans in the bar finally pay attention to the youth team game again.

Seeing that Zhang Bo used an extremely awkward posture but still pushed a powerful header, the group of people couldn't help but let out a "woo" exclamation.

"Hey... this kid looks good!"

"Yeah, this header, even if it was O'Brien, it would be difficult to hit it."

O'Brien is now the main striker of Millwall's first team.

But in fact, the main striker's performance can only be regarded as mediocre. Millwall's winning streak is mainly due to two midfielders Jamie Wallace and Steven Morrison.

But in any case, O'Brien is the leading striker after all, so saying that is a great compliment to Zhang Bo.

"Hey, I said Bruckner, it seems that your information is not accurate! This Chinese kid seems to be very good at heading the ball."

There was a person beside him who had been watching the game, saw the whole process of the attack, and "questioned" Bruckner on the spot.

Bruckner didn't feel slapped or ashamed.

Just a little puzzled: "No...you didn't see him on the training ground, he fell down when he touched it, it's impossible!"

But this time, no one paid any attention to him, because on the screen, the youth team launched an offensive again.

Zhang Bo on the field

"My God!"

"Let me take a good look at this lad from China, another successful header and control of the ball."

"Foul! The defender on the opposite side can only use foul methods."

"It's just that with this tall tower, free kicks are a bigger threat. Let's see if Zhang Bo can play."

Obviously, the commentator is also very satisfied with Zhang Bo's performance, and this meeting has already begun to look forward to.

...

Inside the penalty area, Zhang Bo's feeling is only two words, relaxed.

If the pressure in the dream was [-]%, then the pressure now is only [-]%.

Not to mention the level of kindergarten, it is similar to the feeling of elementary school students.

Captain Ward personally took the free kick. The quality of the kick was good, and he felt much more comfortable than the ball received by Zhang Bo on the substitute side.

Zhang Bo saw the landing point, grabbed a good position, his body was facing the direction of the ball, his feet were spread forward and backward, his knee joints were slightly bent, and his center of gravity was behind him.

Although the opponent's players are sticking behind Zhang Bo, Zhang Bo, who has taken a good position, actually has no pressure at all.

Keep your eyes on the incoming ball and judge the speed of the incoming ball. Stand with your legs back and forth, straighten your waist, raise your chest, close your jaw, open your arms naturally, lean your upper body back, and place your weight on your right foot.

When the time comes, the back foot kicks the ground quickly, the upper body swings from the back to the front, and at the moment when the ball is about to be hit, the legs are pushed and stretched quickly!

The quick swing of the waist, abdomen and neck brought huge kinetic energy, and when facing the ball, it was just a swing of the head to attack the goal!

"Oh! The ball went in!"

"Beautiful header, so beautiful!"

"The opponent's defender can't interfere with Zhang Bo at all. This header is just like in training. It's very relaxed and comfortable!"

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is relaxed and comfortable.

Zhang Bo, who was stuck in his seat, didn't even feel a little bit of interference, so he easily pushed the ball towards the goal.

The teammates on the side came to congratulate one after another, among which Agger ran the fastest.

This guy, looking excited, ran straight from the backcourt to the frontcourt to celebrate.

"Good job! Finally, I can't just be tortured!"

It turned out that Age's excited face was completely gloating at the other party's empathy.

But Zhang Bo added fuel to the fire and said: "They are far behind you, and it is thanks to you for training me as a partner."