football's most handsome

When the serve whistle sounded, Gago was in a daze.

It's not that he was distracted on the court, it's just that he suddenly felt that he had no direction in front of him.

——Looking up, the opponent's half didn't even have a piece of gradient blue. Although their little coach said it's okay, just play, but who should pass it to if the ball is stolen in this situation?

However, when the whistle sounded and Atletico kicked off, the Argentine knew that he was thinking too much.

Regardless of who he was going to pass to later, he didn't even touch the ball. What's the use of thinking about it? !

Sampaio kicked off the ball, and after two simple chamfers, the ball was passed to Simeone. As a defensive midfielder with comprehensive skills, the former captain of Atletico Madrid has always been a good player in organizing offenses. He led Atletico Madrid from relegation to the top league step by step, which can be said to be the greatest contribution. At this moment, he dribbled the ball around Gago very lightly, and then raised his foot to give the ball to Salva.

"With a flick of the finger, Atletico Madrid has already passed the ball into Depor's penalty area! Could it be that the first goal of the new season is coming so soon?!" Sky Sports commentary quickly said, "Atletico Madrid should ask Ask for Depor's opinion on the defense! We can see that Capdevila and Juan Sorin are moving closer to Salva, and the gap between the two is so big that you can run a horse... Hey, Salva Wa pass?"

A puzzling scene was unfolding on the field. Although there was still some distance between the two, Salva directly chose to pass the ball to Torres who was waiting on the side. It seemed that Torres was in a better position?But after receiving the ball, Torres also rarely hesitated for a few seconds before starting to dribble, which surprised everyone.

"What's going on here? After Atletico Madrid broke into the penalty area, the offensive seems to be focused there... Dean, do you know what's going on?"

Dean can be considered a seasoned veteran of the court, and his eyes are very vicious. He squinted his eyes and looked at the layout of the whole field for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Deportivo has piled up an amazing number of midfielders in the midfield, and these can be attacked. The midfielders, who can defend and also have the ability to intercept, are like a net covering Atletico Madrid's players who rush into their own half, and there is no one in Torres' sight to pass the ball."

"Then what happened to Salva's pass before, obviously there is still a lot of space?"

"It's loose on the outside and tight on the inside. The space on the court looks huge, but look carefully—" Dean pointed to the screen. At this time, Torres was trying to break through, but even if he could pass Valente, there was still Anne behind. Drade, Juan Sorin, and Capdevila not far away are also watching. This is just a part captured on the screen. There is Redondo in front, and Gago is also rushing over at halftime!

"Everyone is involved in the defense, and the defense that looks very loose is really as harmless as it looks? I really want to meet the person who created this tactic. How did he think of playing more midfield?"

Listening to Dean's more and more mysterious words, and even showing a fanatic expression that he had never seen before, Frank was frightened for a while: "Okay, Dean, calm down, let's continue to observe the current situation on the field, Atletico Madrid seems to be Glued to Depor's backcourt, and if you look carefully, the team that Atletico Madrid rushed in seems to be retreating a little bit!"

Obviously, no one would have thought that the opening scene would be like this. When Atletico Madrid moved forward, they thought they would see lightning-fast goals or strong counterattacks and steals. Even Depor was ready to play in the game. At the beginning, the reliability of the new goalkeeper was tested, but now, the one who seems to be in trouble is Atletico Madrid.

"Using the midfield to press, more resolutely dislocating moves, more resolutely switching spaces, and faster and more sustained speed of change of direction, which makes the entire backcourt look loose but rock-solid, maximizing the use of the fewest personnel Defensive arrangement," Dean's eyes were shining, "it's unbelievable, how did Dekor practice such a tactic in a month, and how did Juan do it?"

"How could it be Juan? It's not like you don't know. He is an offensive madman. You can see it when he was in Manchester United and the national team..." As he spoke, Frank was also a little uncertain. The lineup they hold is really different, and when the list was first released, the two of them took turns teasing this lineup.

They were all midfielders, I don’t know what to say... Looking back now, it feels like a slap in the face...

The camera happened to be on Juan, who was already standing on the edge of the field, with his hands in the pockets of his suit pants, his ice blue eyes looked like a calm lake with no waves, from his demeanor there was no There was no clue, as if everything on the field had nothing to do with him, which made Frank and Dean look at each other helplessly.

"This man has learned a good deal from his lordship in the art of showing no emotion."

Juan looked at the court calmly. Even though everyone had stood up and was very nervous, he just squinted his eyes to see if there was any problem with everyone's positioning.

He has great confidence in Depor's current lineup, and for the "surprise" for everyone today, Depco has been preparing for more than a month.

It can be said that since the team had a prototype, everyone has been practicing three sets of basic tactics.

The 4-3-3 formation can be attacked and defended, and is highly aggressive. Most of today's football is played in this way, such as the Portuguese national team and Atletico Madrid in front of them; the 4-4-2 formation relies on a strong midfielder. The front can support the striker, and the back can support the defender and control the rhythm of the game, such as Manchester United; the third set is the 4-6-0 formation, which is also the formation that Depco has practiced the most so far.

Depor has an outrageous number of midfielders. What's even more rare is that the six midfielders can almost cooperate at will. A dominant midfielder like Redondo is enough to bring one or two wingmen, but like Garcia For a novice like Ge, or a midfielder with a soft style like Aimar, there must be a strong defense around him to help him resist part of the pressure, which is also a supplement to the defense.

"Is this formation really okay?" Assistant coach Allen walked to his side at some point, his eyes staring anxiously at the court. A game, although it seemed to have a very good performance at the beginning, but it has been 10 minutes!

Atletico Madrid's offensive couldn't go in, and Deportivo's pass was also slow, as if he was a little confused. There were opportunities and gaps several times, but the ball was lost due to the indecision of the ball holder. Fortunately, This aspect of the midfield is fairly stable.

"I have to say that Depor hasn't conceded a single goal so far. Maybe it's thanks to their midfield accumulation. If it weren't for the few master-level stars in the midfield who were intercepting, the consequences would be disastrous." Frank was a little worried: "What is Portillo doing, why is he staying so far back, why is he not up there waiting to receive the ball and stay in midfield?"

Obviously, he wasn't the only one who was complaining, and Depor's official fan forum was full of complaints.

"If there were a striker at this moment, we would have scored a goal already!"

"It's not that we don't have forwards, but whoever let the forwards stay in the middle circle, it's just messing around!"

"Why do you think Juan hasn't stopped it yet?"

"Hehe, if you look at him like that, he must have lost his mind."

"Draco's first game of this season won't be so ugly... No, how sorry is Laco's lineup?"

"Dias must have his own ideas, let's continue watching the game."

Of course Juan has an idea, Portillo has looked over several times, his eyes are asking him if he wants to move forward, but every time Juan is as immobile as a mountain, at most he will be bored if he asks. Just shaking his head, indicating that he is still standing by.

Portillo stood there with his back almost covered. He could naturally feel that other people looked at him wrongly, but generally speaking, Juan's request would not go wrong, as long as he stood here, he would be fine. .

Soon, Portillo knew why he was here.

The football was finally passed from Gago's direction. After receiving the ball, Spain looked up subconsciously and was taken aback.

At the beginning when he practiced on his own court, he didn’t feel that much. Now that he started the game, he noticed that when the ball was under his feet, his teammates were almost everywhere. ~~

Portillo was very careful when dribbling the ball. To be precise, he was afraid that the ball would be cut off, but once the opposing player really wanted to steal the ball, he only needed to pass the ball to his teammates who followed him everywhere. This is the biggest tactic. The characteristic is that it cannot be defended at all.

A defense has to face two to three players, almost every round is two to one, how can this be defended?

"This... Deco is very calm." Frank was dumbfounded, and after finally passing the ball out of his own half, why did they still kick each other so slowly, as if they were not worried about Atletico Madrid's interception at all, the conscience of heaven , even Real Madrid, who is next door to Atletico Madrid, dare not fall so slowly in front of their brothers in the same city, who knows if one will be scrapped?

But Laco was fine, he looked unhurried, a few people passed the ball in the midfield, and then sent the ball to the opponent's half court bit by bit. "The fans present are going to fall asleep watching!" The commentator shouted dissatisfiedly, "Is Deportivo hypnotizing the audience?"

The camera turned to Juan who was standing on the sidelines again, but this time they were surprised to find that this man seemed to be counting something?

Marshal Deko's lips moved slightly, watching the slow and cautious appearance on the field, he gradually eased his brow, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Eighteen...nineteen...twenty!"

Before the words fell, there was a huge booing from the audience, and Juan turned his head regardless, and hugged his already sluggish assistant coach Allen: "Allen, are you unhappy that you scored a goal?"

Allen opened his mouth, his face full of disbelief: "This is a goal? When did you score?"

"Just now." Juan patted him on the shoulder helplessly, motioning him to look at the big screen, and the Laco bench behind him only reacted at this time, jumping out of the shed one by one and cheering.

"Gooooal!!! Portillo!" Frank couldn't help shouting, "I'm suffocating!! I can finally shout, I almost fell asleep! At first I thought Laco would The game was played with quick wins and quick decisions, but they actually came to this kind of slow tactics? It is simply unreasonable! It is only when this shot is the passion for football!!"

Dean is very open: "After all, the season has just started, so Juan used a relatively safe style of play, which is understandable. You see, even with the ball just now, Depco almost passed to the opponent. In the small restricted area, then Portillo kicked the goal, the whole process was not thrilling at all, but it showed Depco's stability!"

"Indeed, although Depor also has players who are good at speed, most of them are either vulnerable to injury or relatively slow, especially the midfielders in Argentina. Very likely."

"This one is really safe. It doesn't look like a tactic that a young man would come up with. It takes 10 minutes to score a goal. Fortunately, he can figure it out!" Dean added, "And this way of playing It avoids physical conflict to the greatest extent, which is good for most of the players on the team."

"In the past, we thought it was just a tactic to delay time, but this formation used the mutual cooperation of the kicks to disintegrate Atletico Madrid's offense almost without bloodshed. ..." Frank sighed, "It's too hot!"

The Deportivo fans who finally realized what had happened began to cheer. Although they were still a little confused by this goal, who cares!

In the 10 minutes of the game, Deportivo broke the deadlock on the court!

Portillo excitedly ran to the sideline to celebrate. Before his teammates caught up, he hugged Juan Diaz directly. The young coach Deporti, who felt bad for a while, was about to break free, but his eyes went dark , a crowd of people came over...

Fortunately, they still knew that the game had just started. After celebrating for a while, they ran away one by one. Portillo was pressed tightly inside and couldn't break free. Finally, he had a chance to take a breath. He took a deep breath Ask directly: "What should I do next?"

Juan told them that at the beginning, we must be safe, and everyone will think about other things after scoring a goal.

"What should I do?" Juan was relieved at this moment, and glared at the person in front of him. "Keep up the good work, isn't the cooperation with the ball pretty good?"

"At that speed..." Portillo watched helplessly, Juan thought for a while, and then made a decision: "You make another one, and I will adjust it for you during the intermission."

"Okay!" Against the envious eyes from the bench, Portillo came on the field energetically. After being scored, Atletico Madrid seemed to have raised their vigilance, so they were very vigilant when anyone got the ball. Frightened, and this time they can be considered to have found a key defensive person.

Portillo~ All in all, let's let this striker die first!

It turns out, however, that they were on the wrong guard, and it wasn't just the Atlético players when the Argentinian trio of Aimar, Riquelme and Redondo slid past Portillo with the ball , Even Portillo himself collapsed.

I am the striker! !I'm a striker! !Where are you going, come back! !

Those three players are famously difficult to break the ball. Simeone has been in the midfield before, and now he has been chasing Riquelme for half a field, but he can't break the ball every time-the main reason Yes, Depor will either not play halftime, and once he comes out, there will be a nest. Without Riquelme and Aimar, without Aimar and Redondo, Belleron who controls the ball is surrounded by his own players in all directions, passing the ball Get that called a peace of mind and happiness.

"The biggest thing to watch on the pitch now is who Juan Belleron will pass the ball to." Frank said bluntly, "Football often moves outside, but most of the time it will still return to Belleron. Under Leron's feet, he and Redondo almost complement each other in terms of organizing offense, one of these two people is suitable for opening up the scene, and the other is suitable for tearing the defense line, they are simply a natural pair!"

"Actually, what I want to know more is who will take the last shot this time." Dean held his breath and concentrated. "Closer, Depor has brought the ball into the penalty area, the shot will come in the next few kicks, who will finish the last one? Oh - Portillo scored twice !!"

Portillo is indeed a striker in front of goal. When Atletico Madrid goalkeeper Aragoneses focused all his attention on those Argentines, he quietly inserted along the sideline. At the beginning, Redon Both Do and Belleron didn't notice him, but when the final shot was about to take place, the two of them were almost blessed and noticed his existence at the same time——

Just not far from the small restricted area, good location!

Riquelme distributed the ball, and Vereron subconsciously transferred it to Redondo. At this time, there were two people in front of Redondo, Anthony Lopez and Velasco, Atletico Madrid's effective defense, It's not about randomly evaluating the abilities of these two people. With Raul's single-handed breakthrough, it is basically impossible to pass these two people.

But no matter how tight the defense is, there are gaps and flaws. The Argentine midfielder found the gap almost instantly, and before the players on the field could react, the ball had already passed between the legs of these two people, and then it was waved. Ertillo sent the goal, and the only thing Aragoneses could do was raise his hand hopelessly, watching the ball pass through the five fingers and fall into the net.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Who would have thought that Deportivo, which everyone was not optimistic about before the season, had already led by two goals in the first half! !

The entire bench was filled with ecstatic atmosphere, like a festival, Juan calmly took out snacks and chewed, his face still had the calmness that made Atletico Madrid's teeth itch, but at this time Depor The fans already love him to death!

"Juan, aren't you happy?!" Allen and Pompons twisted and twisted for a long time, and finally noticed that their head coach didn't join in. To this, Juan returned a smile: " I'm happy, so I'm thinking about how to change it later."

"Change what?"

"Change the formation."

"..." Allen was dumbfounded.

Change formation mid-match?It is also thanks to their head coach who figured this out!

"what happened?"

"...No, it's nothing..." Allen thought for a while, for his own three views, it's better not to talk at this time.

During the intermission, the Deportivo players all entered the locker room with bright smiles. How could they have imagined that the beginning of this season would be so smooth. Although they were a little flustered at the beginning, they gradually adjusted. After their own pace, they kicked more and more smoothly!Especially Belleron, when he returned to the locker room, he still sighed with Capdevila.

"It's been a long time since I've tried this kind of feeling." When he said this, everyone smiled and turned around and made fun of him: "What kind of feeling, the heartbeat is accelerating?" We are not excited about the field..." "Yeah, I didn't feel the two goals scored, why did they go into the net?"

"Portillo, how do you feel?"

The man who scored twice was in a daze. When someone asked him this, he subconsciously replied: "Did I score just now?"

Everyone looked at it, well, even the scorer himself was still ignorant, let alone the others.

Only then did Belleron speak slowly.

"It's not excitement, nor is my heart beating faster. The main reason is that I haven't had teammates around me for a long time, and I feel like I'm relying on everything when I turn around...and I feel very stable and at ease. I feel that everything is under control."

When he said this, everyone came to a sudden: "Yes, it seems to be like this?"

"Yeah, I'm surrounded by teammates, so I don't have to worry about being shoveled or fighting alone. It's so cool!"

"Excellent?"

"Yes!" When Portillo agreed, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. The people in front of him were all bowing their heads in a hurry, either drinking water or doing something immediately. When he turned around subconsciously, he saw a smile on his face. Juan.

"Since you are so cool, let the brothers go up and have a good time." Deportivo coach returned him with a smile, and then coughed lightly, "During the second half, everyone be careful, everyone will kick when Atletico Madrid is crazy, pay attention to protect it Myself... Aimar rested in the second half and replaced Maniche, and the others depended on the situation."

Aimar is indeed going to take turns. He has been in La Liga for so long. Everyone knows that he is easy to get injured and heals slowly, so no matter who uses it, he is very careful. Ranieri also knows it, but he really has no patience. Using the clown slowly gave Juan an opportunity.

"I guess I need to take a little rest." Redondo also said, and everyone looked back subconsciously. The big man was sitting there without blushing and panting, as if he didn't play just now and just went for a walk. This made several people speechless for a while.

"Uncomfortable?" Juan asked with great concern, Argentine pinched his thigh with his lower back, and said in a deep voice, "It's a little tight."

Redondo's official matches date back to last season's No.20 sixth round of Serie A. It is true that he has not played like this for a long time, not to mention that he suffered a serious injury before. Although he has recovered now, he still has to pay attention.

"Understood." Juan nodded thoughtfully, then subconsciously swept away the people he had brought, and remained suspicious for a while.

"Tiago, get ready to warm up."

"Huh?" Thiago Silva pointed to himself, looking stupid with his mouth wide open.

"I said, prepare to warm up and play in the second half." Juan repeated patiently. He brought almost all of Depor's forward members on the bench today, and also brought Thiago Schiller on the defense. Wat and David Luiz, at the beginning, he was already prepared to change the striker and go 4-3-3 when the tactics were not successful. Who knew that everyone was so strong, and they scored two goals in the first half.

"Oh, good..." Seeing the Brazilian teenager walking on the same hands and feet, everyone was speechless for a while.

The children must be too nervous, right?

In the end, Juan still sighed and patted him: "Thiago."

"Yes!" The 20-year-old general jumped up, his old senior couldn't bear to look at him with such a terrified expression.

"Is this necessary..." Romario's muttering was obviously heard by him, so Thiago seemed to want to cry even more. Juan sighed and rubbed the young general's head: "Don't be afraid, just go forward boldly." It's ok, just like usual training, I believe in you."

"Okay..." Thiago Silva promised without confidence.

"Since this is the case, we have to pay attention to it in the second half." Juan clapped his hands to get everyone's attention, "Make some fine-tuning, Thiago and Marchero delay defense after entering the field, and Riquelme shifts Partnering with Belleron in the midfield, Portillo advanced to the front of the penalty area to be determined, and the others remained the same. In the second half, everyone paid attention to speeding up."

When it came to speeding up, everyone present laughed tacitly.

Calculated, in fact, Depor is really a team with both offense and defense. The stability of the defense is amazing, the connection of the midfield is smooth, and the frontcourt is stronger. Why is it difficult to score?Just like the two goals in the first half, it was so normal that it was like eating and drinking!

In terms of goals, it wasn't Portillo who boasted. He was the one who broke Raul's youth training record. Spain must have his way in the future!

"Okay, that's all I want to say, and the usual training is enough, now it's enough to play with confidence," Juan smiled, and stretched out his hand, "Go to La Coruña!"

"Forward to La Coruña!"

"Dean, what do you think of Depor's performance in the first half?" Frank asked seriously, and Dean answered very seriously: "If you only look at individual performance, I give Depco an [-] as a whole. "

According to the total score of [-] on the football field, this is already a very high score. Frank answered very understandingly: "The two points are deducted for viewing?"

"No." Dean shook his head: "Those two points, one is deducted for viewing, and the other is deducted for players... We can see that Depco seems to be led by those experienced veterans. Just trying to adapt to this tactic, like Fernando Gago has been in a relatively dazed state. Of course, this may also have something to do with his failure to adapt to the European battlefield. It’s just that I personally think that there is no shining point for the star in this game; but the overall Coordination is very high."

"You mean, if this game were played by a group of teenagers, it might not have such a big advantage?" Frank asked very knowledgeably. After all, he is still his partner in football analysis. The most reliable!

"I personally think so." Dean said after pondering for a while, "If in the second half, Deportivo might be worth a look if they replace the two young players they brought with them."

"The two teenagers brought in? Let me see... Thiago Silva and David Luiz, two Brazilians? Silva is 20 years old this year, and Luis is [-] years old this year. They are both young. , the two guards, maybe it is really possible."

While saying this, the intermission ended, and players from the two teams began to come out of the player tunnel one after another. The two people mentioned by the two of them just now were also gathered under the camera. It can be seen that the tall man His unkempt head rested on the shoulders of his teammates, covering his mouth as if he was talking about something, and Thiago Silva...

"God, that poor kid has the same hands and feet." Frank sighed sympathetically, "From the Portuguese Super League reserve team to the La Liga first team, in one transfer period, this Brazilian teenager has completed such three It may be because of this that he is so nervous now."

"But this at least proves that he's going to play in the second half." Dean blinked, "I'm a little curious about the young general's performance."

"Me too." Frank laughed, "La Coruña has bought a lot of children, at least let us see one for now, besides those 'predecessors', what other good things La Coruna has hidden!"

Of course Juan knew that Thiago Silva was nervous, but he never thought that this person would be so nervous. Seeing him like this, Juan couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"Thiago."

"What's the matter, coach?" The young man was very nervous when he spoke. After all, this is also his first time on the stage of a top league. This is his first show!

"Don't be afraid." When he spoke, the expression on Juan's face was very soothing, especially now that he spoke softly, just like when he was on the training ground in the past. For a while, Thiago relaxed a little. It's just that he finally calmed down a little bit, and his head coach said in a very brisk tone: "I'm nervous too, why don't we go back and practice?"

"No no no no need!!" Thiago rushed to the side, not even daring to turn his head. Regarding this, Juan said: "Young people nowadays, say that the wind is the rain, alas :)

Although Juan helped to make adjustments, Thiago Silva still wanted to hit the pendulum with his legs when he was on the court. Knowing that defenders are trained, it is impossible not to make mistakes, so no matter what, I ensure that I remain calm and keep a close eye on everything on the court in order to make myself perform better.

It is impossible to start, but at least a main substitute position must be guaranteed!

Thinking so optimistically, Thiago Silva held his breath and stayed behind.

The second half of the game started again. Without Redondo's suppression on the field and Aimar's breakthrough, Atletico Madrid's pressure suddenly decreased, and it was considered a little more stable, and they were ready to organize an attack again.

Depor was also ready at this time. After Fernando Gago experienced all kinds of discomfort in the first half, the second half finally went smoothly. After Maniche and Valente, the pair of national team partners, It can also intercept one or two on the court, and it is basically unable to walk in other directions, so the Atletico Madrid players set their sights on Thiago Silva after wandering around.

Torres took the ball and approached Thiago Silva unhurriedly. This is a player he has never heard of, and he looks about the same age as himself. Obviously, this person is very nervous , I can see the sweat on the tip of his nose from such a distance.The Spanish golden boy laughed silently, and said something softly in his heart——

Welcome to La Liga, rookie.

Starting and accelerating, the golden boy of Spain almost flashed a golden phantom under the light. Thiago Silva was caught off guard, and subconsciously took two steps back and stretched his feet. The shadow in front of him changed direction almost immediately. Unprepared, Thiago Silva Yago quickly raised his feet.

With a "bang", the whole of Calderón was silent, everyone's mouths were wide open, especially Romario, the lone wolf who had always been lazy, widened his eyes for the first time.

The net was raised high, accompanied by the stunned face of Diego Lopez, the ashamed expression of Thiago Silva, and the raised eyebrows of Torres.

After several seconds of silence, Frank stammered and spoke.

"Here, from Thiago Silva... own goal!"