All-around center

Suker sat next to Oripe, and the two watched the game and chatted.

"Henry has a strong impact on the defense, but I think the key to why Arsenal performed so well is Bergkamp!"

Oripe hit the point in one sentence.

Bergkamp, ​​known as the "Ice Prince" when he was playing for Arsenal, was a center forward. Under Wenger's transformation, he took the initiative to withdraw from the penalty area and became a full midfielder.

Wing midfielder and winger are two different concepts.

The winger is on the same offensive line as the center, that is, in a flat position. When holding the ball, the winger has the same task as the center, breaking through along the wing and moving near the sideline. Everything is in the service of scoring goals.

This is also the most popular wing position at present, nicknamed "Little White Shoes". This is an old name. In the past, the sidelines were painted with white powder. Wingers running along the sidelines would dye their sneakers white. For this reason, they were awarded this title.

Robben, Ribery and the future Mbappe are all such players.

Compared to wingers, wingers have more responsibilities.

Although there is also a need to attack forward and score goals, the proportion will not be that large. The full midfielder has to do more to support the attack, even lead the attack, and organize the series.

In defense, they also need to actively retreat.

In terms of positioning, they are also lagging behind the center, reducing the position gap with the midfielder and forming a closer passing connection.

At this time, Bergkamp was obviously playing as a full-midfielder, giving Suker a lot of insights into the full-midfielder position.

Arsenal's offense is still so smooth and compact, while Liverpool's offense is too fierce and seems to lack stamina.

Taking advantage of this period of time, Arsenal began to attack continuously.

At this time, Arsenal's overall forward pressure continued to cause problems for Liverpool, and their passing penetration made Liverpool dizzy.

"it's beautiful!"

Oripe looked at Arsenal's smooth passing, squinted his eyes and sighed: "When will we be able to play this kind of football!"

Suk turned to look at Oripe and said, "We can give it a try."

Oripe: "We only have one core point. To put it bluntly, Mlinar alone cannot support such a smooth attack. In general, there are too few ball-holding points."

"Rosen's ability to play and hold the ball in the defense is very good. He can form a connection with Mlinar, and I can also drop back at the center position to participate in the organization and support the attack!"

Suk's face was full of seriousness.

On the other hand, Oripe looked on the side with a surprised look on his face and said: "You? Retracement? Organization?"

Suker has always played the role of a striker, an invisible forward, and is the type of player who converts opportunities into goals.

But now this guy wants to take the initiative to withdraw from the organization.

"Believe me! I did this when I was in the youth training. We need to play more holistically and free up Mlinar's offensive capabilities."

Mlinar has always made some self-sacrifice in order to provide Suker with the guarantee of scoring goals.

Don't actively participate in the offense, but attract the opponent's defense line, pull in support, etc.

Now, Suk said that he could exchange responsibilities with Mlinar, or swing back and forth.

"The overall offense can make the opponent's defense even more chaotic. It's not me attacking their defense alone, but the overall forward pressure, relying on the numerical advantage to launch a quick counterattack. As for the goal scoring work, Mlinar and I Anyone can do that, and it also creates more opportunities for our wingers.”

After hearing what he said, Oripe stopped watching the game and turned around and said, "You want to play No. 9 and a half?"

Su Ke was surprised and asked: "Do you know No. 9 and a half?"

Oripe was speechless. This guy really thought he was a jobber. Although he did not have a coaching license, he had experienced many coaching trainings.

The reason why Oripe said that Suker should play as the nine and a half is because Suker cannot play as the false nine.

Both the false nine and the nine-and-a-half require the center to retreat.

The number nine represents the center, but whether it is the false nine or the number nine and a half, it extends some other tasks in the sense of a traditional center.

The false nine needs to become more of a fulcrum, using his physical confrontation to help his forward teammates create passing opportunities.

But Su Ke couldn't kick like this. His small body couldn't withstand the impact.

Therefore, once a retracement occurs, the retracement must be carried out in advance and thoroughly.

Number nine and a half is the right position for Suker.

But there’s still that problem.

How about Suker's passing?

So far, Oripe has not paid much attention to Suker's passing and organization. Maybe he really can?

This is indeed a shortcut to improving the overall ability of the team.

"Try it tomorrow!"

When Oripe is cut off, he will be cut off.

Su Ke immediately nodded excitedly.

Immediately, the two began to look at the game again. The game between Arsenal and Liverpool was still so fierce.

Oripe simply watched the game and enjoyed the excitement.

Suker, on the other hand, looked beyond the game itself and towards the land where football is popular.

Top leagues, wealthy teams, and strong teams compete against each other.

All this is stimulating Suk's nerves, and this is also the stage of his dreams.

Finally, at the end of 90 minutes, Arsenal relied on Ice Prince Bergkamp's wonderful performance in the midfield to defeat Liverpool 2:1 and win the home victory.

After watching the game, the two went directly back to the room to prepare for bed. After all, they still had things to do tomorrow.

A night of silence.

The next day, Su Ke got up early. After a simple wash, he went to the kitchen and took out a small iron basin, turned around and rushed out of the room.

The early morning in Mostar is very peaceful.

The little bird stood on the branch of the tree and chirped. The weather today was also exceptionally good, with cloudless skies and sunshine filling the earth.

Suk's steps became much brisker, humming a song, and skipped all the way to a pasture.

Walking through the fence gate of the pasture, you come to a shed. In the house, an old man with a thick beard is working hard to milk cows.

"Grandpa Keswick, bring me a basin of milk."

The old man named Keswich looked up at Suk. He didn't say much nonsense, took the small iron basin, scooped out a basin from the milk bucket under the cow and handed it back.

Su Ke took it carefully, not daring to be careless in his entire movement, as if he couldn't waste any bit of it.

Keswick stood up, patted his sore back, looked at Suk and smiled and said, "Little Suk, why haven't you grown up yet? I'm just waiting to advertise with you."

Su Ke's attention was focused on the iron basin, and he said casually: "It will grow up, it will grow up, and I won't charge you endorsement fees when the time comes."

Keswick couldn't help laughing.

For this Asian boy who also came from Croatia, Kesvich took great care of him. He gave Su Ke milk for free, and occasionally invited Su Ke to eat some meat and supplement his nutrition.

Both Kerswich and Suker are people who have experienced those turbulent years, and they are all too aware of the pain during those years.

Keswick lost his family in that war, and his grandson was separated during the flight.

Keswick was very kind to Suk, and perhaps he was also praying that someone would treat his lost grandson the same way he did.

Suk was holding the milk basin, and he slowly returned to Oripe's house.

After walking into the kitchen, he poured the milk into a clean cooking pot. The freshly squeezed milk was very fresh, but it also needed to be boiled before it could be drunk.

When the milk boiled, Suk scooped it out again.

Suk took out slices of bread from the refrigerator, heated them, dipped them in ketchup, and started eating breakfast with milk.

After finishing the meal, Suk jumped off the dining table and came to a load-bearing column in the room.

There are a total of three sections of marks on the load-bearing column. The gap between these three sections is very small, only 1-2 centimeters. The third section is obviously a bit deep.

Apparently this is used to measure height.

Suk stood with his back to the load-bearing pillar.

Put your legs together, raise your chest, raise your head, and create a highest point along the highest point above your head.

When Suk turned his head to look expectantly, he found that the position of his palm was stuck exactly in the deepest part of the third paragraph.

"I haven't grown taller!"

Su Ke was a little discouraged, but he quickly patted his cheek and cheered up again.

After all, this kind of blow has not happened once or twice.

Su Ke still firmly believes that he will grow up, but his development is delayed.

Oripe is having a sweet dream. In the dream, he is standing in the coaching bench of Highbury Stadium and scolding Fang Qiu. He is enjoying the admiration and cheers of thousands of people in the stadium.

He gained fame, money, and beautiful women.

Just when he was about to spend the night with the beautiful model, there was a sudden loud noise.

boom! ! !

"Get up! Get up!"

Suk stepped into Oripe's room.

At this time, Oripe woke up and was transforming from dream to reality. The chaos in his eyes gradually dispersed, and he gradually realized the current situation. Soon a trace of anger began to appear in his eyes, and he glared at Su Ke.

"You brat! I'm going to kill you!"

Oripe became furious, and Su Ke had quick eyes and quick feet. He turned around and ran away without a trace.

How could Oripe's fat figure keep up? Finally, panting, she leaned against the wall and glared at Su Ke.

Finally, Oripe snorted heavily and yawned.

"what time is it now?"

Su Ke; "7 o'clock in the morning."

Oripe fell into a sudden silence.

"Today is Saturday?"

"right!"

"Today's training time is 2 p.m.?"

"That's right!"

Oripe fell silent again, and the next second, the roar was again remembered in the room.

"Go to hell! You brat, I will definitely kill you today to avenge my Saturday!"

crackling

Oripe's room started to become very 'lively' early in the morning.

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