My name is Colani

Mazzarri seemed a little uncomfortable with Hugo's change of face, but he immediately understood that Hugo was trying to set everyone off, so Mazzarri could only say that you were right.

Hugo left Mazzarri and went to his office in the training base, where Kameni happened to be waiting for him.

"Sir, why didn't I start?!" Kameni asked aggrievedly.

"I just asked Mr. Mazzarri! Don't worry, you won't start the next game, but you will definitely start the next game. Mr. Mazzarri assured me. He said he just wanted to watch one more game. After all, The Category 2 League is no longer comparable to the Serie D League!" Hugo reassured Kameni.

"Is he not happy with me?!" Kameni asked.

"Why do you think so? No, he just hopes that you can better understand his tactical arrangements through observation!" Hugo continued to reassure.

"Oh!" Kameni responded without saying anything else.

When Hugo saw him, he thought of Drogba, so he said to Kameni: "You basically didn't participate in the training in the morning. In the afternoon, the team was not training all the time. You were training alone. You know Drogba?" Die Drogba? That Ivorian striker has just joined the team this season and has been training with Barzagli a lot recently. Why don’t you join them? You are all from the African continent. As a goalkeeper, he can also improve his level through such additional training!”

Of course Kameni knows Drogba. He has classes in the morning and will train with Nkono in the afternoon. The duration is not short. He also knows that Drogba invites several young players every afternoon. Additional training, but Kameni did not participate in it. Now according to Hugo's wishes, Hugo hopes that he will join in.

Kameni nodded, "I don't have much communication with him, but I know him! I will be with them!"

Hugo thought for a while and simply took Kameni to the training. He met N'Kono who was waiting downstairs in the office building. N'Kono didn't see Hugo at first, so he opened his mouth to ask Kameni, who was half-length. "How about it!"

Kameni was young and wanted to say something quickly. Hugo pushed Kameni from behind. Kameni stumbled forward and almost fell.

Nkono only saw Hugo at this time. Hugo said to Kameni, you go first, and I will talk to Mr. Nkono. Kameni happily agreed.

"Mr. Colaini..." Nkono spoke awkwardly. No matter how stupid he was, he knew that Hugo could see that Kameni was under his instigation.

"You don't have to say anything! Mr. Nkono!" Hugo waved his hand to stop him. "It's right that you care about Carlos, but you shouldn't instruct him to find me secretly! I promised Mr. Mazzarri not to Interfering with the team's employment makes it difficult for me! You are also a member of the coaching staff, why don't you go to Mr. Mazzarri?"

Hugo's words left N'Kono speechless. N'Kono didn't find Mazzarri because he felt that Mazzarri didn't have a good impression of Kameni. He was a soft-spoken man, but it was different with Hugo. , Hugo is the boss, he can put pressure on Mazzarri.

"In short, Carlos can come to me in the future, but I don't want him to be influenced by you! Then every time he can't get in, will he come to me to complain?!" Hugo said coldly.

Nkono had no choice but to nod in agreement.

On the training ground, Kameni was watching the confrontation between Drogba and Drogba with great interest. After a while, some people gradually joined in and they played a small competition.

"Pass the ball! Pass the ball!" Drogba held Stendaldo firmly with his hands. Stendaldo was not to be outdone. He always interfered with Drogba and held on to Drogba's jersey. .

Pepe passed the ball. The ball was not very fast, but it shot up a little higher and stayed in the air for a long time. This requires Drogba and Stendal to see who has more explosive power. After all, everyone is competing for the same point. , they are both about the same height.

Drogba was obviously stronger. Despite Stendaldo's hand pulling, he still successfully jumped and hit the ball. However, his strength was slightly weaker. The ball went weakly into the goal, which was unguarded.

Stendaldo smiled bitterly. He was like a bull. He could only use some negative tricks, but the effect was still good. If there was a goalkeeper, the probability of Drogba scoring the goal was very small.

Drogba is also not satisfied. In actual combat, no central defender would not use such a dirty trick. Everyone will use it.

"Stop, stop! What a waste of talent!" Kameni heard Hugo's voice calling.

When he turned around, he saw that it wasn't Hugo who was following him. Several young players wanted to say hello to Hugo. When they saw Kameni, they also nodded to Kameni.

"Didier, you can't do this! The possibility of scoring like this on the court is zero. I remember you were not like this on the court. Why are you like this on the training ground?!" Hugo said.

Of course Drogba is not like this on the court. He must make himself impactful and use bursts of speed and strength to attack defenders so that the opponent cannot stop him. On the training ground, Drogba obviously lacks running and positioning. Too dead.

In this kind of one-on-one training, the center is completely followed by a central defender. He will not be distracted as quickly as on the court. If he suddenly loses his position, Drogba cannot get rid of Stendardo and can only play with Stendardo. Tendardo resisted hard, so that even if Stendaldo was not Drogba's opponent in terms of strength, he could still interfere with Drogba's normal performance. For a defender, this performance is completely qualified and correct.

Drogba knew what Hugo meant, and said to Hugo, "But he is really hard to get rid of!"

"Sometimes the test on the training ground is actually greater than on the court. Now for you, your test is here. You have to use your strength and speed advantages to play your strengths. In the penalty area, it is not necessarily the first come first served!" Hugo shook his head and said.

Drogba thought silently, and Hugo did not disturb him. It must be said that Hugo has been in the game for two or three years. After training and learning, his understanding of football has also deepened a lot. His summary is not necessarily the first come first served. This is very insightful.

For defensive players, it is crucial to judge the ball path first. Taking the lead in standing in position will get a head start, but if he makes the wrong choice in the next face of the striker's impact, all the head start may be gone.

Hugo meant that you should not be obsessed with grabbing positions. Your goal is to score goals. The core is to fight for the ball, not the position. If you have a position, others can still interfere with you. But if you are a latecomer, as long as it is not too late, you can use your speed and strength advantages to overwhelm the opponent. You will not be interfered and have a better aim.

In this case, the referee may call a foul, but the proportion of such fouls on the football field is very small. Many forwards score goals in this way. Obviously, the defensive player stands and jumps first, but the forward who can run and seize the opportunity is the one who comes from behind and scores.

Drogba thought about it and understood Hugo's meaning. Your impact force is not used well enough. Just relying on the ability to explode on the spot, you should find a tall, big and strong forward in the world.

"You mean to maximize my impact force!" Drogba asked with a hint of enlightenment.

"Yes, that's it! Regarding your escape, you have to use your feet! You learn to run to escape, you predict the intention of the passing player, and you confuse the necessary. I think your running position is not confusing at all. It would be strange if Guglielmo didn't see through it!" Hugo said.

Drogba was thinking again. Hugo cast his eyes on Simone Pepe and cursed: "Your pass is fucking bad. Although I don't play football, I am a fan. I am also a fan with a coaching certificate. There is nothing wrong with what you said!"

"Look at your pass, there is no confusion, you don't look at the forward player's position, you don't look at the position of the defensive player, you just hang the ball into the penalty area, what kind of ball is this?!"

Simone Pepe seemed to be hit on the heart. The pass he practiced hard was like this, just try to pass it to the penalty area. This is too low-level, at least in Hugo's opinion, it is too low-level.

"You still need to practice hard to pass the ball for 23 meters! You should try to avoid the defensive players when passing the ball, and the point of the pass should at least make the goalkeeper and the defender uncomfortable, and only make your forwards comfortable!" Hugo said easily.

It's really easy, it's always easier said than done!

Simeone and Pepe could only listen to the boss and nod their heads.

After talking about Simeone, he talked about the defensive players, how they should do this and that, how they should do that, well, the players rarely heard Hugo's long speeches, and today, after listening to them, wow, the boss is still a bit of a brush.

Looking at the players listening attentively, Hugo felt quite happy. In fact, if I really do it myself, I should still be a good coach!

It's a pity that Hugo will never do it himself. He is just like this. He loves to play football, but in the end he only finds that this kind of football can only be played as an amateur. If he really plays professional football, he can't stand the boring training every day and the exhaustion on the game day. He feels that the enthusiasm for research in his previous life is gone.

After training the players, Hugo pulled Kameni forward and said, "I see you are lacking a goalkeeper! So I called Carlos here! He has classes in the morning and doesn't have much time to train with us. In the afternoon, he is basically receiving individual guidance. I hope he can join you so that we can improve each other."

"Oh, by the way, you have to be careful when you are training, and you can't get hurt. Otherwise, if one of you gets hurt, it will be my loss!" Hugo did not forget to order before leaving.