All-around center

"Be careful with that little guy No. 99, he's very fast!"

Poschenochie broke into a cold sweat and turned around and shouted.

Su Ke's advance this time can be said to have surprised them, and he instantly penetrated their defense.

This guy didn't use any skills at all, he just relied on speed to defeat them.

Facing such talented players, he really has no choice. This is due to the fundamental gap that cannot be made up by individuals.

He could only try his best to follow up and prepare in advance.

However, Poschenochchi also has a lot of experience. The first time was too sudden, but the next time it may not be.

At this moment, Modric pushed the ball forward again.

Su Ke was also ready to start immediately.

At the same time, Poschenoch also turned around in advance, and when he was about to sprint, Suker stopped the ball.

"Don't run away?"

Poschenochchi subconsciously stopped and wanted to press forward.

Su Ke immediately connected and started.

"Play this trick with me?!"

Poschenoch's long legs stretched out directly, leaving either the ball or the man behind.

His intentions are very clear.

In the blink of an eye, Su Ke used his quick feet to continuously touch the ball and stuff it into Poschenoch's crotch. At the same time, his whole body jumped up slightly, completing the breakthrough again.

Once again, Poschenochchi was passed.

His face was also red and a little swollen, and he turned around and roared: "Leave me here."

He immediately reached out his hand and pulled Su Ke violently.

Ah~~~~~~~!

Suk was pulled up into the air and fell heavily to the ground.

"foul!!!!!"

All the fans of Mostar Zliniski were roaring.

This is a clear foul. Although the Bosnia and Herzegovina Premier League is very barbaric, this kind of action is to be dealt with.

And Su Ke has obviously wiped it out. This is a breakthrough that can create a single sword again!

Thinking of this, the fans cheered even more.

"Red card!!!!!!——"

Poschenochchi was also extremely nervous inside.

He didn't expect that he would be so embarrassed by a little bean curd.

Only five minutes into the game, he was passed twice by Su Ke and seemed to be on the receiving end of a card.

The referee ran over and showed a yellow card directly to Poschenoch.

Seeing the yellow card, Poschenochchi finally breathed a sigh of relief, at least it wasn't a red card.

However, he was also extremely depressed inside.

Suker patted his butt and got up from the ground. He picked up the ball on the side and threw it directly to Modric.

Modric placed the ball at the set-kick spot and prepared to take the set-kick.

Su Ke and others also stood on the line of the penalty area, ready to make follow-up shots at any time.

Modric took a deep breath, started to move, and kicked the ball hard.

The ball flew towards the near corner in an arc.

Snapped! !

The opponent's goalkeeper reacted very quickly and blocked the ball with one hand, but the ball happened to land in the penalty area again.

"coming!"

Suk roared and rushed over first.

He is fast and explosive, and the ball lands closest to him.

Suk moved forward quickly and stabbed the ball with his toe.

Ding!

The ball hit the crossbar and flew out of the baseline.

"Dry!"

Suk couldn't help but curse, what the hell kind of luck.

Two consecutive shots failed to score.

He stamped his feet in annoyance.

The Sarajevo railway workers escaped death again.

At this time, the expression of the Sarajevo railway worker was extremely solemn.

At the beginning of the second half, their defense was disrupted, and the initiator was the dwarf center.

From the initial contempt to the current importance, they really felt irritated when faced with Suk's almost depressing speed.

Especially for high school defenders like Pochesnochi, it was okay for him to fight Kosopech in hand-to-hand combat, but facing the loach-like Su Ke, they were a little numb.

The game restarted, and Su Ke was still active in the frontcourt.

And his active performance also made Mostar Zlinyiski's offense surge like a tidal wave.

"pass it to me!"

"Just do it!"

Suk shook his arms and said loudly: "Come on! Give it to me!"

Poschenoch was getting bored to death.

In the coaching bench on the sidelines, Van Steyak had a smile on his lips. The smile on his lips had not disappeared since Suker's first breakthrough.

He could feel that the overall situation was gradually shifting towards them, which was very good news.

However, assistant coach Van Dier raised his doubts.

"Suker's use of his speed to advance forward will indeed inflict a certain blow on the opponent, forcing the opponent to start paying attention to Sukke, but this will only make Sukke a thorn in the opponent's side, and it will be more difficult to advance forward in the future."

Van Dier saw that the opponent's full-backs began to shrink towards the middle, which was obviously to double-team Su Ke.

Van Steyak still had a smile on his lips, and he said; "The purpose is different!"

"What purpose?" Fan Dier was confused.

Vansteyak smiled; "What is the task I assigned to Su Ke?"

Van Dier: "Drop back to catch the ball and organize the offense."

After saying that, he said slightly surprised, "That's right! He didn't even retreat, he kept pushing forward."

Van Steyak: “It’s just a process.”

"I always emphasize that players should play with their brains, but obviously they don't understand what I'm talking about, and Suker knows this very well."

"Avoiding your own weaknesses and expanding your strengths. Su Ke has a transcendent talent in this regard."

"Suk is short in height and is not good at confrontation. He knows this very well. Therefore, at the beginning of the game, he did not even think about retreating to catch the ball. Instead, he used his speed to hit the opponent's defense again and again, giving him The opponent created the concept that he is a forward-penetrating center."

Having said this, Van Steyak pointed to the court and said: "Look at Poschenoch"

Vandier looked toward the court.

At this time, Poschenoch and Su Ke were standing on the same level.

And every time Su Ke pretended to start, Poschenoch would tremble.

Whenever Su Ke moved, he would tremble.

When Su Ke moved again, he trembled again.

This scene is very funny.

Even Poschenoch could not look forward normally and had to pay attention to Su Ke at all times. Obviously this had caused him great trouble.

"Suker's forward penetration is really a headache." Van Dier admitted that Suker's speed is too fast, which is a huge blow to the bulky central defender.

"But that's not his greatest weapon!"

Van Steyak laughed: "This is all just a process. He uses his speed to make everyone think he is a forward-penetrating center to hide his true purpose."

"The real purpose?"

"Retracement!"

Van Steyak said with sharp eyes; "This is the fundamental purpose, to retreat to support and liberate Modric. If Suker does this from the beginning, he will be stared at hard. Every time he retreats, he will be beaten by the opponent." If you follow up on the restrictions, you may not be able to play at the rhythm you want, but it’s different now.”

Van Dier was stunned for a moment, then clapped his hands and said, "I understand! He is setting a trap for the Sarajevo railway workers, making everyone think he is a forward-penetrating center, and then using this to drop back to respond."

"And when Suker gradually began to retreat to support, liberating Modric again and again."

The light in Fandier's eyes became more and more intense. He clapped his hands and praised loudly, "What a treacherous little guy!"

When Suker began to retreat again and again to respond, did the Sarajevo railway workers follow or not?

and! Su Ke turned around and pushed forward, using the gap to continue to break through.

Not with! Suker liberated Modric, formed a numerical advantage in the frontcourt, and forced the attack.

Regardless of whether to follow or not, the opponent's defense will be in danger of collapse.

The game time has come to 60 minutes.

With Su Ke's forward breakthroughs again and again, the opponent's defense gradually began to move inward.

The space on both sides has also been pulled out.

Suk felt that the time had come.

Suk turned his head and glanced at the tall Boschinoqi, and suddenly said, "I won't play with you anymore."

After that, Su Ke retreated boldly.

Poschenochchi: "???"

He didn't know what Suk was expressing, but he was relieved to see the guy drop back and leave the defense.

This guy stuck in the back line was as uncomfortable as a fish bone stuck in his throat.

Su Ke retreated boldly, but no one followed up.

At the same time, Modric was once again flanked by two people.

Su Ke felt refreshed during this period, but Modric was struggling to support himself.

Modric saw someone guarding him and was about to pull the ball and transfer it.

At this time, a sound suddenly came from the front.

"Luka! I'm here to pick you up!"

Modric was elated when he heard the familiar voice.

You are finally here!

Without thinking, Modric poked the ball forward with his toes and passed the ball directly to Suker's feet.

Suker received the ball without anyone's interference. While dribbling laterally, he was also observing the movement of his teammates.

Both wingers are ready to move.

At this time, Suk made eye contact with Boamei.

The next second, Su Ke passed the ball in the direction of Boamé, and then Su Ke quickly approached the center position.

Poschenoch originally wanted to move closer to the right side to help defend, but when he saw Suker coming back, he could only stop.

Boamei tried several breakthroughs, but the results were not good.

"Pass it here!"

Suk's voice sounded.

Boamei saw that Su Ke was approaching him.

He immediately passed the ball to Suker.

Suk first made a feint to move forward, which made Poschinochi tremble and was unable to rush into him immediately.

The next second, Suker turned away from the goal and passed the ball directly back with the arch of his foot.

This is a callback.

Modric just happened to have moved forward to this position, and met Su Ke's counterattack, bent his bow and arrow, and made a pass.

The ball passed over the entire defense of the flattened Sarajevo Railway Workers and flew into the space on the left.

The defenders of the Sarajevo Railway Workers all tilted to the right, and this sudden pass completely disrupted their defense.

Left winger Bill Yar quickly followed up, stopped the ball and moved inside, shook the opponent's full-back, opened up space for shooting, and fired a powerful shot.

Uh-huh! !

The ball penetrated the opponent's goalkeeper's fingers and flew into the goal.

In the 62nd minute, Mostar Zlinyiski scored another goal to lead 2:1.

New book seedlings! Please support!

Please collect it! Asking for a monthly ticket! Please vote for recommendation! Please click!