All-around center

Suker and Modric ended the interview and walked to the dormitory.

"He must think we are big talkers!"

Suk said with a smile.

Modric: "He couldn't understand what we were thinking."

Suk nodded; "We don't need everyone to understand. They will be able to understand when we achieve our goals."

"Yes!"

Modric nodded heavily.

After a pause, he suddenly turned to look at Su Ke and said, "Why don't you refute the question just now?"

"what is the problem?"

"The problem is that as a center, you score too few goals!" Modric frowned; "They only saw the number of goals, but they didn't see your assists and your performance on the field. Your role is not only That can be summed up simply by scoring goals.”

Looking at Modric who was defending himself, Su Ke smiled and said: "Because I agree with his ideas!"

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Modric was surprised; "Do you also think that scoring goals is the fundamental measure of a player?"

"To be precise, it is the basis for measuring a center!" Su Ke said lightly; "A center who cannot score goals, what is the meaning of his existence?"

"But you can pass the ball, you can assist, and you can bring a lot of tactical changes to the team. This is the meaning of your existence."

"But I can't score!" Su Ke sighed slowly after finishing his words; "You are a midfielder, so you don't understand that the dignity of being a center is to score goals."

"Why I assist, pass, and run is because there is no other way. I don't have a body like Kosopech, so if I want to survive in the professional arena, I must find other ways."

"I have never been an open-minded person. I will not be so generous as to give up the right to score goals to others. If there are conditions, I will never pass the ball. Even if I kick it away, I will not pass it."

"I want to score goals, I want to score goals more than anyone else, but..."

Suk gestured his height.

"As you can see, I don't have the conditions, and when Van Steyak bought me, he didn't ask me to score goals!"

"Believe it or not, as long as I shoot a few times, Van Steyak will put me on the bench. He likes me very much now. That's because I am very obedient. I will do whatever he asks me to do. I passed the ball, so I passed the ball, he asked me to chase back, so I chased back, and he asked me to involve the defense line, so I involved the defense line.”

"I have to be obedient because I want to stay in the professional arena. Before I grow taller, before I become stronger, and before I have enough ability to say 'no', I must use all means to stay in the professional arena!"

"I didn't answer because I agreed with him."

Suker: "A center who can't score goals is a waste!"

Modric looked at Suk blankly.

In his senses, Suk has always been cheerful, enthusiastic, and lively. He is always positive, as if nothing can make him depressed.

But this time, he saw a different Suk.

He has a strong obsession with scoring goals.

He has a strong unwillingness to score goals.

Although he still didn't agree with Suk's idea.

But everyone has their own way of interpreting football.

So, don’t agree, but respect.

After returning to the dormitory, Suk returned to his optimistic and cheerful appearance.

But this time, Modric understands his good friend better.

Under the seemingly optimistic and cheerful face, Suk also has his own troubles.

Of course, who doesn’t have worries?

The weather is getting colder, especially in this deep mountain, the chill is getting even worse.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, it happens to be the most sunny time, so the weather is slightly warmer.

Bastich stood in the media box of Zhilinsky Stadium with a camera in his hand. Looking around, he was surprised to find that the entire stadium was surrounded by three layers inside and three outside.

As Mostar Zlinjski won two consecutive away victories and became the most popular team to win the Bosnia and Herzegovina Premier League, the enthusiasm of the entire town seemed to be mobilized.

After all, in this small town where life is monotonous, any big thing can become news.

Not to mention, their town's football club is currently the leader in the entire Bosnian Premier League.

This game is Mostar Zlinyiski's home game against Posushye Football Team, which is ranked ninth in the league. The opponent is not strong. The fans of Mostar Zlinyiski naturally hope to be able to play at home. Witness a hearty victory.

Although the starting list announced before the game has undergone certain rotations, the two Mostar twin stars Suker and Modric are still arranged in the starting lineup.

Currently, as the two most important players on the team, Van Steyak also expressed his determination to score three points at home.

Zhilinsky Stadium is very dilapidated, but the fans are extremely enthusiastic.

There are many more fans today than in the past, about 5,000 people.

The single-sided seating bleachers were packed to the brim, and the three-sided standing bleachers were filled with people standing on three levels inside and three outside.

The isolation fence of the stadium was even covered with some fans, one next to another, and the entire isolation fence was a little overwhelmed and made a tooth-breaking sound.

There were even many people sitting on the roof of the stadium stands.

“The football market in Mostar Zliniski is so hot!”

Bastiqi couldn't help but sigh.

This kind of scene can be ignored in Sarajevo. After all, it is the capital and a big city.

But Mostar Zlinyiski is just a small town with a population of only more than 100,000 people, and 5,000 people have gathered here. Fully one-twentieth of the town's population has come here. It can be seen that Its popularity has grown.

The DJ at the scene was announcing the names of every home team player who played.

When Modric was called, cheers like a roaring tsunami came from the scene.

Who could not love this Croatian genius?

Soon, another wave of cheers followed.

Suk entered with his hands raised high. When he entered, he waved his arms wildly and shouted towards the stands. This also made the cheering sound soar in decibels, and it felt like the ground was shaking in an instant.

Suk is short, but he is full of momentum.

As for the Posushye players, they did not dare to underestimate Suker from the perspective of height.

After all, this guy has relied on his performance to help the team defeat three Bosnian Premier League teams in a row.

". Suker passed the ball to Kosopech. Kosopech passed the ball! They played against the wall and Suker went in! Suker!!!"

The continuous cheers in the stands of Zhilinsky Stadium suddenly disappeared at this moment.

It's like the passion that has been nurtured for a long time has been suppressed to the extreme.

Suker received Kosopech's fulcrum pass and accelerated the ball into the penalty area.

The moment the opponent's goalkeeper approached, Suker turned sideways and pushed the ball with the arch of his foot.

The ball showed an arc, bypassed the goalkeeper's side dive, and flew into the far corner.

"Suk!!! Goal!!!!"

"In the 9th minute of the game, Suker opened the scoring for Mostar Zlinyiski, and Mostar Zlinyiski led Posushye 1:0!"

It was at this moment that the passion that had been brewing for a long time was detonated in an instant.

More than 5,000 Mostar Zlinyiski fans cheered and shouted wildly. They jumped as if causing an earthquake, sending the entire stadium into a state of madness.

At this time, after scoring the goal, Su Ke also ran to the fans' stands. He raised his hands high, his eyes widened, and roared towards the stands. The roar even broke the sound, but he ignored it.

The fans in front of Suker gave him even louder cheers in return.

Modric looked at Suker celebrating like this, and he finally understood a little bit.

The infectiousness of this kind of goal is really touching.

Bastic in the media box also looked at Suker and Modric on the court.

He has changed somewhat.

Some things cannot be explained in words. Only through personal experience and viewing can we understand.

At this time, Bastiqi felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Watching Suk rush forward again and again, watching Modric sort out the midfield in an orderly manner.

Watch them cooperate with each other to score goals.

Different senses emerged in his heart.

What is a dream?

What is a goal?

For him, dream is a long-term, idealized word with profound meaning.

It can also be said to be a fantasy deep in the heart. Depending on the goal, a fantasy may just be a fantasy.

Both the Champions League and the World Cup are too far away for him.

But for Suker and Modric, this may not be a fantasy, but an achievable goal.

Watching the two teenagers sweating, running actively, and showing outstanding performance in the field.

At this moment, he finally understood the truth of this level.

Yes!

For him it was a dream, but for them it was a goal!

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