football's most handsome

"For Deportivo, Barcelona is the bird, and Ronaldinho is the sharpest beak." When he said this, his eyes were full of seriousness. After all, Barcelona's current Style is what it is.

It can be said that Barcelona has risen again with Ronaldinho. They are not troubled by the lack of successors. Everything is in its heyday, especially after the start of the season. The revenge of the double kill, and judging from the situation, it seems that they still have a great possibility of success.

Indeed, Barcelona has already started clamoring to form a second dream team to compete with the Galacticos. No matter how they look at it, they don't look at other teams in their eyes.

Regarding this issue, Juan also talked with Romario. Real Madrid's Ronaldinho and Barcelona's Ronaldinho are almost the top two in Brazilian football, but their situations seem to be very special. The Lone Wolf has something to say: "Brazil is called the kingdom of football, not only because there are the most football talents here, and it is not just because of Pele, Garrincha, me or Ronaldo. In fact, most of them are Because we have players who fit the ideal of football."

"Beautiful, elegant, agile, indestructible, miraculous, bringing endless surprise and joy to people... This is Brazilian football, and this is what we have always brought to others, and in modern times, going the furthest and doing The most successful ones are these two people, which makes them special."

"It's not good-looking or even ugly, but when you see them, you can't help but want to smile. Even if you are an opponent, you won't hate them. This is what makes them so good... and this is also the case of Real Madrid and Barcelona. They are outstanding, they know how to let players gain favorability, which is something that the current Depor cannot do."

Juan was silent for a while, then smiled: "Isn't it the Brazilians? We also have...and we, and you."

Romario was taken aback: "You can't mean...?"

"That's the one that won't." Juan nodded.

And that David Luiz who "can't" stood in the player tunnel and joked seriously with Messi behind him without knowing it. Now he is also tutoring Spanish, and he can finally speak a few words with his Argentine friends It's over, but every time he stumbles, Messi can only raise his head and listen while correcting his pronunciation and grammar, which can be regarded as all kinds of depression.

Romario looked back at Juan's designated future team favorite of Depor, and couldn't help sighing.That exploding head really looks like a big dog, and it looks like it's really easy to like... "Puff, what are you doing?"

Pompons happily turned his head around with a clear face: "Report to the boss, I'm chatting with Leo!"

"It's almost time to play, do you still remember where you are today?" Romario didn't mean to correct the kid's character, but he was still so sloppy before the game, and he would be so sloppy when he went on the field later ?That would be very dangerous for both the team and him.

Defender, how can you not be calm!

After Pompons smiled and said a few words to his senior, he stood up very consciously, which also made Messi heave a sigh of relief. After all, no matter how you say it, this person's Spanish is really bad!

"Nervous?" Messi subconsciously turned around, looking shyly and longingly in his eyes: "A little bit."

Aimar naturally could tell that the kid really admired him, and he just smiled: "Don't panic, your performance in the first few games was very good."

Messi nodded, then looked behind Aimar, Riquelme and Redondo were also talking, but the expressions of the two people were very indifferent, as if it was not a King's Cup, but a friendly match That's all, Messi sighed and looked ahead again.

As far as he personally thinks, if he and the shaggy-headed stupid big man in front of him are removed, this lineup may be for Barcelona.

"If you want to go to the bathroom, why not?" His idol seemed to see something wrong with his expression, and deliberately reminded him kindly, Messi shook his head quickly: "No, no, no."

Juan specially told them very seriously, don't go head-to-head with the Real Sociedad players, especially their defense line.

"I'm serious, if they want to grab the ball, let them grab it. Anyway, there is Lukes behind, and he will stop the goal." Lukes opened his mouth, almost crying, but Hu An continued: "Don't you all look indifferent, some bigwigs in La Liga, let's talk about it!"

Romario was the first to stand up, with a serious expression - he was a relatively early type of person in La Liga: "When I was in Barcelona, ​​my leg was broken..."

Redondo nodded: "I was injured too, and I had to rest for two months before I could play."

The few teenagers who were still laughing and laughing suddenly fell silent.

If the timeline of Romario and Redondo is relatively long, then the next two people have a lot to say.

Riquelme sighed: "Whether it was in Villarreal or Barcelona, ​​every time I played Real Sociedad, my legs would swell for days, and I was kicked swollen."

Aimar is very innocent: "I haven't played against Real Sociedad yet..."

???

Facing the doubtful eyes of the audience, Aimar continued: "Because I am not good at physical confrontation and I am prone to injuries, so every time it is time to play against Real Sociedad, our head coach will replace me, so think about it carefully. It’s really the first time :)”

"..." The teenagers at the scene silently put away their impetuous psychology. Originally, they wanted to say that there is nothing to be afraid of when Royal Sociedad loses and draws in the two rounds of the league. You can't underestimate them. Most of them are local players. It can be said that the style of painting has not changed over the years, so you must be careful when you are on the court.

So when he was on the court, even Pompons, who was the most carefree, showed his most cautious side in today's game, and he refused to go head-to-head with the Royal Sociedad.

It may also be that Deportivo's performance here is too obvious. The players of Real Sociedad began to act more and more unscrupulously. They didn't want to conflict with others at first, but they were provoked many times, and the referee frequently blew the whistle. The players of Real Sociedad began to wreak havoc again after a while.

During the halftime break, everyone's faces were covered with a layer of haze, especially the faces of the defenders, which were as black as if a thunderstorm was about to rain.

Juan naturally also knew that basically everyone was very upset now, especially those big bosses, who seemed to have nothing on their expressions, but looking at those eyes, there were faint flames flickering in them, no matter how you looked at them, you couldn't see them. Looking dangerous, Juan, looked at their situation: "Is anyone injured in the first half?"

"No." Several people on the field shook their heads, and some of them bounced twice to show that they were normal. They perfectly avoided almost all body collisions in the first half, so it's no wonder something happened.

But now, there are fewer physical collisions, but more psychological bumps. Juan sighed and looked around: "How did you feel in the first half?"

"..." The audience was silent, and finally David Louis spoke first.

"Boss, can we have a good kick later when we play?"

When he said this, Puffy didn't notice at all. Everyone around him looked at him with a "well done" look. He sat on the bench with his legs spread out, very impatient He kicked his feet, put his hands in front of his hips and looked up at him with a depressed face. He really looked like a big dog.

"In the previous few games, we obviously played well, but why are we so frustrated now? Isn't football just about going forward?"

The people around couldn't help but sneered, especially Romario, he really began to feel now that it's really good to have this kid as the team favorite of Deportivo. Animals are fine!

Especially in terms of what to say, and without realizing it at all, he did a super good job, just at this moment he can say what everyone wants to say, without looking at Juan's face, It's so funny...

Juan was also silent for a while about his sudden opening, but today he really didn't know what to say, he sighed and rubbed his head directly, his expression was no different from rubbing a dog: " I know you must have been exhausted in the first half."

Indeed, almost everyone nodded. They were indeed very tired, because basically everyone was waiting to get out of the Royal Society's attack, and basically when they wanted to intercept them, they could only use evasive methods , it can be said that at the end, those Real Sociedad players seemed to have started to be very arrogant, everyone was ready to push them away. In the last 2 minutes, David Luiz took the lead and was about to quit. I couldn't help jumping up and pushing and shoving the opponent's players, but was still held back by Silva.

In the first half, they were all aggrieved there, almost dying.

"Now, I would like to know, what do you think of Real Sociedad?" When Juan asked this sentence, the old players already had a clear expression on their faces, probably knowing what he meant by the arrangement in the first half.

Sure enough, the young players who played almost jumped up: "Real Sociedad is nothing at all!" "I feel that the strength of the attack is not as strong as imagined!" "Yes, yes, we want to attack! We're going forward!"

Aimar also plucked up his courage and said: "Actually, I think their movements can be avoided, and even if there is a real physical confrontation, it is not a big problem..."

Riquelme finally couldn't help laughing, Aimar looked back in a daze, and found that not only Riquelme, but also Redondo and Romario were holding back their laughter. After noticing his gaze, they couldn't hold back Live started laughing.

"What's wrong?" Aimar thought he had said something wrong, subconsciously turned his head to look at Juan, only to find that their little coach also had a look of uncontrollable laughter, "What are you laughing at, what did I say wrong, Hu install?"

He subconsciously called Riquelme, but the four Juan present couldn't help but "poof", and several people bent down almost immediately and laughed non-stop. Poor Aimar and a few young people They were all looking at them dumbfounded.

What exactly are these people doing?

Why are these people so happy?

What happened?

"Clown, you are really too..." Riquelme patted him on the back while laughing, almost out of breath. "Too cooperative with Dias, he must be very grateful to you now!"

"Ah?" Aimar was at a loss, or Juan really couldn't stand it, and coughed lightly: "Well, in a word, the Royal Society is actually scary, but there is nothing to be afraid of, right? "

"Yes!" Several young people shouted loudly.

"Then let them play in the second half. Don't be afraid. Although they are powerful, we have all seen it. At most, it is like that, isn't it?"

"Yes!!"

"We didn't score in the first half, so in the second half we-?" Juan asked patiently. The current scene is almost like a kindergarten teacher patiently asking the children "What is one plus one?", but As far as the content is concerned, maybe the current scene is more like a pass = sell scene...

But for the last question, some people still didn't say a word with self-knowledge, only a puffy head shouted the loudest: "Take three!!!"

The whole locker room was in awe of Pengpeng and started to applaud. "Good job, have ambition!" "The task of scoring goals will be handed over to you later!" "Come on!"

Pengpeng didn't feel that there was anything wrong at all, and cocked his head and boasted triumphantly: "Let me tell you, my shooting is almost invincible in our street hahaha, no matter who is I can't stop my shot! And as long as I get the ball, everyone is panicked. When I dribbled the scene, it was like the sound of gongs, drums and firecrackers..."

Juan Sorin couldn't stand it any longer. He was about to stand up and beat the boy, but someone was faster than him. After hearing "Oops", Pompons crouched down, covering his head, and The person who did it was his national team predecessor Romario.

A person who has always been lazy can't stand it anymore. How could someone be so arrogant in front of him? ! "How dare you brag about your bad skills? Let me tell you, anyone with some shooting skills has gone to the front line, you are still very early! Boy, show me when you play later, what is it?" Real dribbling and scoring!"

Seeing that Romario was getting annoyed, Juan laughed and shook his head: "It seems that I don't need to say anything more, let's go, lads."

"Oh!!"

It wasn't until he was about to go out that Aimar realized what his friends were laughing at.

In the first half, Juan specially asked them to explain the ferocity of the opponent, in order to make them be cautious at the beginning of the game, and use roundabout tactics to find out the opponent's bottom line. One half time is enough time for the players Once you have figured out the opponent's situation, you can also show weakness by the way to make the opponent underestimate the enemy.

The old fritters knew these things when they heard him arrange tactics before going on the court, so they cooperated very well, and the older and more demonic people could even think about how to fight back in the second half during this gap. Advantages of playing with your brain on the pitch.

When running in a huge stadium, few people are willing to use their brains. Most of them are blindly chasing a ball and running around, basically wherever the ball goes, they go wherever they go. Few people are willing to use their brains. .

——Of course, the Brazilians are bugs, they are hackers, and their physical functions have broken through all constraints, so I won’t say much about it...

Seeing that Riquelme finally reacted when he added friends, he couldn't help laughing again: "No, I really can't stop laughing now, old friend, I just found out that you are so funny hahahaha !"

Aimar, who was so irritated by being laughed at, had a one-on-one close contact with the opposite Real Sociedad player as soon as he entered the field in the second half. He took two steps back, looked at him in surprise, and couldn't react for a while.

You know, in the first half, Aimar was the one who dodged the most skillfully among all of them. In previous games, he has been used to being a little more restrained and not too presumptuous. After all, his way of playing football is very The kind that is prone to injury, in order to be able to compete more at the airport, he must learn to restrain himself.

But today's first half was too aggrieved!

Aimar, who had completely forgotten what he looked like in Valencia, was very refreshed after knocking people away, and he was a little confident for a while, so he thought about taking the ball and rushing forward , Bump all those individuals over!

He quickly dismissed his thoughts after meeting the next Real Sociedad player's eye.

The person in front of him is about the same size as Redondo, he can't beat him :(

So when there is still a distance, Aimar is very self-aware to distribute the ball to one side, David Silva receives the ball, there are many opportunities for him to perform in this game, especially with so many people in the backcourt When it is supported, he can display it in front of him to his heart's content!

However, before he had time to show anything, he heard a harsh whistle, David Silva immediately stepped on the ball, looked back, and saw a scene that made him unable to help but stare.

Aimar was knocked down to the ground by someone. The expression on his face was tangled and distorted. It looked like he was injured. He came from Valencia's youth training and often watched first-team matches. He is very familiar with the expression on the face.

This expression usually means injury.

Aimar is really easy to get injured, especially in sports battles, his ankles are like glass, if there is a slight collision, it is really easy to get hurt, especially in the situation just now, he just came out Feet, the old strength has been exhausted and the new strength has not been developed. It was at a time when he was defenseless, but he was knocked to the ground by the human tank.

The Deportivo players immediately surrounded them, and the referee quickly rushed over to check the situation. Juan took a deep breath. He stood on the edge of the field and looked at Aimar's direction for a long time. His eyes were sharp and cold. The team doctor He rushed onto the field with a box from his side, and then squatted down to work beside Aimar, which seemed to be a problem.

"Capdevila, go warm up."

"Ah?" Capdevila, who was standing on the edge of the field looking at the situation over there, was taken aback. He didn't play today, and he thought he had injured a midfielder, so he had to play another one, for example Gago, the last defender?

"Go soon?" Juan noticed from the corner of his eyes that he was still there, and glanced at him again. His eyes were so cold that there was no warmth, and his face looked like a storm would come at any time. Obviously, their The little coach was furious.

Capdevila hurried to warm up, while Juan turned and walked towards the fourth official.

Don't think that he couldn't see clearly just now, the man could brake the car at that distance, but he still accelerated and bumped into it directly.Isn't this intentional?

The game ended for two to three minutes, and the Real Sociedad side was pretending to explain a few words, but obviously, the players here in Deportivo didn't want to hear a word from them, let alone the first half. I was really fed up, the second half was just getting better, and then such a thing happened, Riquelme was about to go up and beat someone!

Juan came back with a gloomy face. If it was just a storm coming when he went, he might just start lightning and thunder now. At the same time, the referee on the field raised his hand to signal.

Reasonable collision, mouth height warning once!

The Deportivo players exploded all of a sudden, is this still called a reasonable collision?Aimar hasn't been able to stand up for a long time now, so why is it reasonable to collide!

"It's not fair, he obviously hurt someone on purpose, red card!" Assistant coach Allen immediately jumped up and shouted at the field. If the penalty is awarded, then the red card is likely to be given to him.

"Juan, this is obviously their fault! It's not fair!"

Juan was silent for a while, and sighed softly: "Yes, I'm all to blame for the calculation, or I'm too young, and they ignore people who speak softly."

Assistant coach Allen couldn't help but look back at him. This man had a calm face and a tall and straight figure. His eyes as deep as the ocean stared at everything that happened on the court, sharp and cold, full of deterrence.

For a while, he stuttered a bit: "Then, what should we do?"

"What should I do?" Juan murmured and laughed, "Of course he went back for revenge."

"But we don't have enough troops here, and we will play Barcelona in the next game..."

"I know it in my heart." Juan's voice sounded like he was raving, but his expression was very deep no matter how he looked.

Aimar finally stood up slowly under the busy work of the team doctor. When Capdevila thought his warm-up was in vain, Juan turned and looked for the fourth official.

"Deportivo's substitution, No. 2 Capdevila replaced No. 11 Pablo Aimar." Frank's face was a little heavy, but his voice sounded gloating, "Real Sociedad Seems to have pissed off Juan Diaz."

"Yes..." Dean nodded seriously: "I see that he is mad now, it seems that we have broadcast something about him for a year, right? He has never shown such an expression in this year. "

They are also very nervous now, not knowing how Juan will react, but Juan is still standing there after changing to another person, and it seems that he has an awe-inspiring aura. When they walked to the sidelines, they saw that Juan's tense face was a little warmer.

He said something to Aimar, after which Aimar nodded, and sat back on the coach's bench. Although the expression on his face was a bit depressed, it didn't look too gloomy. Just kidding, but Juan didn't go back at all, he stood on the edge of the court, closely watching every move on the court.

After Aimar left the field, Riquelme was obviously angry. He was more active in attacking. Although Capdevila came on the field, although there were fewer players in the midfield, the stability of the backcourt increased. .

"We can find that at the beginning, Deportivo's formation was 3-5-2. There was a lot of accumulation in the midfield, and only Fernando Gago was still sitting on the bench among the six midfielders—— Of course, there is one more Aimar now, and it is thanks to Aimar's end and Capdevila's appearance that the formation has become the 4-4-2 formation we are all familiar with, Juan Dia This is to give the Royal Society a look."

Seeing that the formation finally looked familiar to him, Dean breathed a sigh of relief, he finally regained a little confidence!However, he soon realized that he was wrong, very wrong.

The 4-4-2 formation was originally a bombardment formation, very aggressive, and once matched, the opposing players would have no good fruit to eat, unlike the 3-5-2 formation, really It all depends on the five midfielders weaving a web there, which is more diligent than a spider.

Deportivo's four midfielders on the field are Fernando Redondo, Juan Belleron, David Silva and Juan Riquelme from left to right In other words, except for Belleron, they are all very aggressive players, but they just don't have a strong desire to shoot.

But now, among these four people, even the good old Belleron is angry, and as soon as they get angry, the opponent's goal begins to suffer.

There are Messi and Romario in the half of Real Sociedad. There is a huge difference between the old and the young, but the degree of danger is the same. They all know the situation of the Copa del Rey. Neither of these two people can I'm underestimating, so I'm strictly on guard, but if these two people are so easy to be defended, how can La Coruña survive?

Redondo's ball passed through the heavy defense and found Messi accurately. Now the Argentine's passing method is becoming more and more precise and vicious. Compared with his two juniors, his style has a sense of freehand brushwork Chic, it can be said that it is a pleasing type to look at.

After receiving the ball, Messi felt his eyes go dark before he even had time to turn around. He subconsciously took the ball and flashed to the left, and then heard a tooth-piercing voice in his ears. Before he had time to think about it What does it mean, I only heard his partner yelled, with a heart-piercing taste: "Messi!!!"

From the corner of the corner of the Argentinian's eyes, he had already caught a glimpse of the situation where he was standing just now. The grass there was shoveled up. Even when he fell down, he didn't realize what happened until his face hit hard. On the soft grass, his ankle began to throb.

The sharp whistle sounded again, and now everyone could see clearly what was going on—Messi had avoided his movements, but his feet still stretched out and kicked him to the ground.

But this time, without further ado, the referee directly showed a red card to the opposing player, not only because of his intentional injury, but also because Messi fell directly into the penalty area, so he also awarded a penalty kick .

Although there was a red card and a penalty kick, no one here in Deportivo was happy. The person standing on the penalty spot was Juan Belleron, who was the team's penalty shooter, but this time, he He didn't directly start the free throw, but beckoned to the side.

Messi had already stomped his feet and stood up. He didn't suffer too much damage, but his calf was numb. When the man kicked off, he was a little bit sympathetic. Maybe it was because he was still a child, so he thought That force was enough to destroy him.

Just seeing their captain waving at him, Messi's scalp went numb, and he waved desperately at him.

Forgive him, it's not that their captain doesn't know that his shooting success rate is one of the best in the team in sports games, but when it comes to penalty kicks, his success rate can be said to be the best in the team. !In the team's fixed-point shooting training, the only ones he can guarantee to crush are the three goalkeepers...

It doesn't matter what you want to do in the future, even if it's defense, as long as you don't let him take a penalty kick T^T

Belleron saw that he had greeted him for a long time, but Messi refused to step forward, so he had no choice but to signal to the referee that it was time to start. He took two steps back, with a serious look in his eyes, then took a deep breath and accelerated. , start running.

The wind is howling, the fans are cheering, and the players are celebrating.

"Gooal! It was done overnight! Juan Belleron's penalty kick was very stable, and he himself did not waver at all. He sent the ball directly into the net. Deportivo took the lead in No. 604 minutes !" Frank suddenly thought of something, and added: "According to the investigation, once the goal starts, Deportivo will enter a period of crazy and continuous high-efficiency scoring. I don't know if it is accidental or inevitable. Maybe We'll have to wait until the end of the season to get the pattern... the players get back in quickly, serve in the center circle and it's Real Sociedad now."

If we say that at the beginning, Real Sociedad could still get away from Aimar's weakness in the midfield, but now they look at it and don't know how to break through. After weighing the situation of the four players, they resolutely chose David Silva this route.

David Silva is the smallest player on the field except Messi, and he seems to be a sensitive type. For players with high sensitivity, Real Sociedad has its own set of plans, which is to directly push and roll over ——Their painting style has always been so simple and efficient. If you can flatten it, you can flatten it, and if you can't flatten it, you can find a soft place to do it.

But what they don't know is that David Silva just looks softer, but in fact he is a hard stubble. When the Real Sociedad player Erta came with the ball, the Spanish little man rushed directly face to face. After coming over, he didn't mean to give in at all, which made the opponent's players stunned, and then rushed up directly with a sense of playfulness. It seemed that the two people were about to collide immediately, and the court was full of exclamations. , And at this moment, David Silva lowered his body and got through the man's armpit like a dexterous cat.

The opponent's height is [-], and a tall man is a bit stunned to be passed by in this way, but before Erta had time to laugh at the height of this person, he was shocked to find that the ball was no longer in his hands under his feet.

Where's the ball?where is the ball !

The ball is at the feet of Belleron, and Mr. Zidane of Spain has already begun to organize a fairly large-scale attack, even bringing David Luiz, Riquelme and Redondo forward. Messi and Romario responded, and the majestic appearance immediately made Real Sociedad's restricted area panic.

Erta was about to run back in a hurry, but he was stopped by David Silva, the small player looked at him with a strange smile on his face: "Are you happy playing football? "

Erta was taken aback, what does this person mean?

David Silva didn't wait for his answer, but continued to ask slowly: "Rushing against Aimar, stepping on Messi, deliberately hurting people on the court, Erta, are you happy doing this?"