[Football] Crown of Thorns

"Sad news."

After training, Meera crossed herself when she heard about their next opponent.

The lads who murmured together were a little bit grim.

Gama, who practiced another set of [-] free kicks with goalkeeper Mika, was the last to come over. Hearing the chattering of his teammates, he looked at Furtado strangely.

"Ann, what's the matter?"

Hearing Gama calling him, Furtado walked over with a smirk on his face, "Talking about our quarter-final opponent."

"The battle list is out?"

Jia Ma, who was carelessly wiping his sweat with a towel in his hand, frowned. He thought he should take a shower, the smell of sweat was so bad.

"Yes, our opponent is the Brazilian team."

Brazil?

Gama paused, wiping his sweaty hands, "Brazil?"

"Yes."

There was a wry smile on Furtado's handsome face, "A difficult opponent."

"Scared?"

Gama asked.

"You are not afraid?"

Furtado asked back.

The goalkeeper Mika, who was standing here listening to Furtado like Gama, took a breath and said, "Their striker is too good," he said, staring at Furtado, "Ann, do you still remember South America? Youth Championship, the guy from Brazil, the striker named Walter..."

Hearing what Mika said, Furtado also took a deep breath, "Remember, we watched the broadcast together. That guy has a first-rate sense of smell in front of the goal. He is simply the sworn enemy of goalkeepers and defenders. Speaking of which, his playing style is a bit like a Deriano, the one from Inter."

"So exaggerated?"

Jia Ma was a little upset when he heard that.

"You don't know, the last U18 World Youth Championship played by the Brazilian team won the championship smoothly, and Walter was their striker."

Knowing that Gama had never played in any level of World Youth Championships before, the two began to popularize the Brazilian team and their generation of players. Maybe everyone has not yet achieved the fame of the former Brazilian team stars, but in terms of football skills Really strong.

"Can't kick?"

After listening to their comments, Gama raised an eyebrow.

Furtado thought for a while, "If the Brazilian team played loosely, we might have a [-]% winning percentage, but if they played unitedly, it would only be [-]%."

Jia Ma thought for a few seconds, "How would I know if I didn't kick it? I won't admit defeat so easily."

Hearing Gama's declaration, Furtado laughed, "It's not that I'm afraid, think about the stars that Brazil has kicked out from the World Youth Championship over the years, such as Bebeto, Dunga, Taffarel, Ka Los, Denilson, Ronaldinho, Kaka, Adriano, Baptista, Alves, Pato..." He counted with his fingers, and then continued solemnly, " It’s not that we’re afraid of them, but it’s really not as good as they are. A few days ago, the media also said who among the group of Brazilian boys who won No.20 in the American U1 Youth Championship and World Youth Championship qualifiers will step into What about the ranks of superstars?"

He babbled a lot, but Gama just snorted twice, "If Dunga was their coach, I would worry about it. Their coach this time is Rogerio Lourenco, he is a typical Brazilians."

"What do you mean?"

asked Canela, who had slipped over to listen to the three of them talking.

"When Dunga was the coach, he strictly led the troops. He didn't want big names, but he only wanted to work together. His style is not like the Brazilians, while Rogerio is a Brazilian coach who advocates freedom and loves talents. Do you understand?"

Gama said.

As a result, after he finished speaking, Canela actually asked, "What's the difference?"

The three present fell silent.

It's not their black forwards. Those who play forwards don't need to be stupid, okay!

"Why?"

Canela actually kept asking.

Gama looked up at the sky, and then threw the question to Furtado, "Ann, I'm going to take a shower, you take care of it."

Seeing what Gama said, Mika patted Furtado on the shoulder, "Captain, I'm going to take a shower too."

These two guys actually 'abandoned' him just like that, Furtado looked at their No. 9 quietly, "Al, I don't want to talk to you today."

"Ann, why?"

Canela looked puzzled.

Furtado: ...

October 10, the third match of the quarterfinals, Brazil vs Portugal

"Beautiful, the brilliance just now was really wonderful, as expected of a Brazilian, Sandro's oxtail is so beautiful..."

The on-site commentary shouted loudly, and the audience also found the voice of amazement.

Gama looked up at the opponent's No. 17, Brazil's midfielder Sousa. His breakthrough just now was really beautiful. Even if he was unwilling, he had to be convinced by the beautiful moves they made. Recalling Leizi in his memory, he once saw those teenagers doing all kinds of fancy tricks in the Sao Paulo club, and the local coaches even encouraged the teenagers to play tricks, because it can exercise the flexibility and physical fitness of the body Muscles can be exercised in adulthood, but only aura can only be possessed by those who are gifted.

At that time, Leizi was so envious of those Brazilian teenagers!

But in China, the football coaches don't agree with playing these tricks, and they can't just play casually in the league. Once in a while is fine, and if there are more than two times, people may be directly shoveled by those pink-eyed ball masters. Going up, you may be injured and end up with a broken leg...

"Hey buddy~"

Veloso, who was beside Gama, patted him, "Why are you in a daze!"

"Uh, no," Gama turned around, "I just don't feel very good."

"Do you want to play too?"

Veloso said jokingly.

After thinking for a while, Jia Ma shook his head, "Forget it."

Brazil U20 team's starting list for this game: 12-Renan, 2-Douglas, 3 Dalton. 5-Renan, 14-Fabricio, 8-Merson, 10-Guliano, 11-Paolo Enrique, 13-Douglas Costa, 7-Teixeira, 17-Sousa

Portugal U20 team starting list: 1-Mica, 2-Monteiro, 4-Furtado, 6-Teixeira, 15-Meira, 8-Gama, 9-Canela, 14-Mei Reiros, 11-Veloso, 7-Joao, 16-Moutinho

From Jia Ma's point of view, he is not really a hot-blooded young man, so he can forget about such hot-blooded things as teasing.

Because no matter how good you are at playing Huahuo, it's useless if you can't win.

Those who just want to play tricks might as well go to the World Freestyle Football Competition, what kind of 11-a-side game do you come here to play!

However, Brazil, as the country that has participated in the World Youth Championships the most times, and the country that has participated in all the adult World Cup finals, has a well-deserved reputation as the number one football country. One after another, it's so scary!

Jia Ma lowered his head and smiled, Leizi was also exclaimed as a genius or child prodigy at the beginning, but unfortunately he was not born at the right time, so he could only drift with the crowd and die drunkenly.

Or maybe it was just his Huang Liang dream?

Following the direction of the football in the air, Gama quickly calculated the direction where the football will fall. Gama rushed over to forcefully squeeze the opponent away, jumped up to pass the ball with a header, landed and received a pass back from his teammate, and then halfway towards the opponent. The field rushed over quickly.

Before this game, Brazil coach Rogerio said: "The previous championship (South American Youth Championship) was the result of teamwork, and the players hope to repeat the honor of two years ago. Now we are stronger and more confident. Competitive, but the World Youth Championship doesn't allow for any mistakes. That's why we will work hard to do the same performance in Egypt as we did in the South American Junior Championships..."

Maybe the strength is not as good as yours, but you don't want to win so easily.

The whistle sounded, and the referee ran over to look at the fallen Brazilian player, and raised a yellow card high at Gama.

Seeing the Brazilian lying on the ground, Gama curled his lips in displeasure, "That's enough, even though you are a little short, you won't be able to hit your nose with my elbow when you bump into each other. What are you pretending?"

Damn it, Gama just remembered one of the most annoying phenomena in South American football: falling!

Furtado was talking to the referee with gestures, and the referee shook his head repeatedly.

Gama was gasping for breath. After the start of his new life, he seemed to be going through the competition so smoothly that he almost forgot that there was such a fall.

Sure enough, people can't be too happy.

"Okay, okay, it's time to kick off."

Teixeira, who dragged him away from the referee from behind him, whispered in Gamar's ear, "Don't say it, be careful and the referee will give you an upgraded version, and we will have no chance to play in the next game. "

Taking a deep breath, Gama shook off Teixeira's hand, "I see, I'm not angry."

When the game restarted, the opponent's free kick failed to score, and the Portuguese team regained possession of the ball.

Gama reached for the ball.

Furtado, who received the ball from goalkeeper Mika, looked at him and gestured 'are you calm' to Gama.

Gama smiled at him, and Furtado handed the ball over.

In the following time, Gama did keep calm. Even if he faced the Brazilian who had just given him a yellow card, he was not angry, and he still controlled the ball fast and slow according to the team's rhythm.

The coach Crudo on the sidelines kept nodding in satisfaction.

At this time, Perez and Rui in the live broadcast room also watched intently. '

The game went on until the end of the first half, neither side was able to score a goal.

"Now I think it's time to call Paul."

Ruy said so.

Perez laughed, "Because of that yellow card?"

"Yes."

"I found that Gama has always been calm during the game, and it is rare to see him get angry or lose his temper on the court."

Perez turned his head and motioned for the director to cut the scene.

On the big screen in the studio, some edited game scenes began to be played. Gama was fouled by the opponent, whether it was being tackled or deliberately bumped by the opponent. From the zoomed-in big screen, It is true that Gama seldom gets angry, even if you can see his unhappy expression at the time, but as the game starts, he will immediately calm down and continue the rhythm controlled by his midfield organization.

"In the whole season, he only got two yellow cards."

Perez gestured.

"you sure?"

Rui opened his eyes slightly.

"I checked all the data of Gama in the league. I'm sure. Last season, he played 3 cup games, 2 league cup games and 23 league games. He won 11 best players. He averaged 83 passes and 3 fouls per game. Throughout the season, he scored 9 goals in total, including [-] free kicks. He only got [-] yellow cards and no red cards."

Perez patted the data board in his hand, saying that he had verified all the data.

"awesome."

Rui, who rarely got cards in his career, showed a surprised expression, with a smile on his face.

Seeing Rui's expression, Perez laughed loudly and shouted towards the camera, "Mr. Bento, did you see that, hurry up and call Gama into the national team, he will definitely help us."

His shout caused a burst of laughter from the scene.

But Perez himself knew that he had real thoughts in his shouts, and he really felt that Gama was someone who could make some changes for the national team.

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PS: Now I am really looking forward to writing about the national team, I want to write about Captain Luo Er~~