Football No. 10: God's Perspective

The ball flew straight into the goal.

Wang Po's shot was quite similar to the violent aesthetics of Adriano, the king of Meazza, and helped Dortmund equalize the score.

Casillas, the super goalkeeper in the first round, shook his head helplessly. Facing such a goal, he couldn't help but feel helpless. The quality was super high, and he couldn't do anything even at his peak.

The Yangtze River's waves behind push the waves ahead, and the younger generation is better than the older generation.

Huh? What is Wang Po doing?

The commentator in front of the TV couldn't help but ask such a question.

Under the camera, Wang Po faced the stands, took off his sneakers, put them on his forehead and made a sweat-wiping gesture.

"Wow, is Annie also on the scene?"

After calming down, the commentator in front of the TV suddenly reacted. Isn't this the love gesture that the alien Ronaldo made to his girlfriend after he scored? The question couldn't help but blurt out.

The director suddenly realized and quickly switched the camera to find the protagonist.

Finally, in the crowd of fans, Annie's figure was locked.

Wearing the No. 11 jersey of Dortmund, holding up her scarf and waving it excitedly, at first glance, she looked no different from ordinary fans. A closer look showed that this was Wang Po's girlfriend Annie.

Although they were a hundred meters apart, Wang Po's deep love warmed Annie's heart under the ignition of the atmosphere on the scene.

At this moment, the focus of the whole audience was only the two of them.

"This goal is dedicated to you, my favorite person."

The atmosphere in the stadium was noisy, but Wang Po still shouted out with his loudest voice.

This was also recorded by the radio equipment next to the stadium, and widely spread on TV media, attracting the envy of countless people.

No wonder Wang Po turned out his boots from many years ago, it turned out to be for this reason.

It was thoughtful.

As the score was tied, the spirit of the Porto players was also suppressed, on the contrary, the mentality of the Dortmund players gradually calmed down.

Under Wang Po's leadership, Porto did not have any chances in the following time. They easily advanced to the next round of knockout matches in the European war with a score of 3-1 at home and a total score of 6-1.

At the press conference after the game, Porto's coach was quite helpless and claimed that his team and players performed very well. They were eliminated only because there were bug-level players like Wang Po in Dortmund.

Such remarks are undoubtedly the best compliment to Wang Po.

The wonderful vacation has begun.

The one-month break is here.

Wang Po's teammates either represented their respective national teams in the 18th World Cup qualifiers or had already chosen their vacation destinations early.

Wang Po was not so lucky. According to the team's training plan and requirements.

He only had half a day, and the rest of the time was for physical strength training.

Of course, the whole training process is divided into two parts. The first half is used to recover the body. After all, the body is very tired after a long period of continuous fighting. If it cannot be adjusted well, then there will definitely be problems in the subsequent games.

In the second half of the time, Wang Po conducted systematic and special intensive training based on the problems exposed by Wang Po during this period.

Everything was ready, but a phone call disrupted Wang Po's plan.

The call was from the national team leader, Li Hui.

Wang Po was on the national team's roster for the qualifiers this time.

"Huh?" This surprised Wang Po very much. After all, the conflict between him and the Frenchman Perrin had long been public, and the two sides had reached a situation where it was either you or me. He was selected for the national team this time? He really had no psychological preparation.

"The Frenchman Perrin has been fired long ago."

Because of the poor performance in the first half of the World Cup qualifiers, and even the failure to win three points against the HK team at home, all walks of life had been fed up with the Frenchman Perrin, and he was fired after the game.

"A slacker" is the best interpretation of Perrin's level by fans.

The aura given by the exciting highlights of the Asian Cup disappeared completely with the collapse of the results.

The national team without Wang Po's support can only be barely said to be third-rate in Asia.

The new coach is the Silver Fox, who has won the World Cup, the European Cup, and the Serie A, and is well-known among football players.

Although he is old and has been away from the world's top coaches for many years, he is definitely a rich treasure trove for this barren football land.

The changes in tactics and the drills of details all show the background of this man from a football powerhouse.

As soon as he took office, Wang Po returned to the national team.

"Mr. Silver Fox really hopes that you can appear in his national team lineup."

To be honest, the unpleasantness during the Asian Cup made Wang Po feel ashamed and extinguished his enthusiasm, but this time Li Hui's frankness rekindled his extinguished enthusiasm.

"Okay."

After hesitating for a while, Wang Po agreed.

That night, Wang Po took the flight back to China.

It was early morning when he arrived at the hotel where the team was staying, and even so, the head coach Silver Fox had been waiting for a long time.

"I've noticed you a long time ago, and I'm glad you're in my team this time. Frankly speaking, if you refused to join my team this time, I'm afraid we wouldn't have to fight in the next qualifiers. You are Pirlo + Gattuso + Totti in my mind."

Silver Fox smoked a cigar while talking freely. His words revealed the calmness of a world-class coach, but at the same time, one could also feel his heartfelt appreciation for Wang Po.

"It is my honor to work under a coach like you."

Wang Po was flattered by Silver Fox's praise.

"My team will formulate tactics with you as the core of tactics. You have a heavy responsibility."

After a pause, Silver Fox continued.

That morning, Silver Fox and Wang Po had a very smooth conversation. The two sides exchanged opinions openly and discussed the arrangement of team tactics.

Silver Fox was surprised at the rationality of Wang Po's tactical choice, and said frankly that if he entered the ranks of coaches in the future, he would be able to make a name for himself.

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The signs of this national team's roster are basically based on the age group of 85 and 87, and the age structure is relatively large in the entire qualifying team.

There is no way. Domestic players have a slow understanding of football because of the lack of competition opportunities and unscientific basic training.

Professional athletes from football powerhouses may have played 300 games at the age of 17 or 8, while our players may not be able to achieve such game data until they are 26 or 7 years old.

No matter how high-quality the training matches are, they are not as effective as real combat.

This also leads to the fact that most Chinese players can only play football well at the end of their peak period, which is a pity.

Their brains have opened up, but their physical fitness is no longer at its peak.