Pampas waist

Chapter 2 The core of football is the team

Two months later, at the training ground of the youth academy of Manchester United Football Club in England, two teams of children wearing red jerseys and blue jerseys were playing a game, with many scouts and parents surrounding the field.

The score on the scoreboard is 2:1, the red team has 2 points and the blue team has 1 point.

Chen Mo, wearing a blue jersey, was warming up on the sidelines, staring closely at the players on the court.

"It's already been 57 minutes of the second half, why aren't you letting me play?!"

Chen Mo was a little anxious. It has been a week since he came to the UK. Under the leadership of Li Zhiqiang, he got the trial qualification for the Manchester United youth training camp today. Then he came here and just learned that the coach's name was Crosso.

Blue jersey.

However, despite being anxious, Chen Mo didn't feel unhappy.

Manchester United is a world-renowned super club, and its youth academy is extremely powerful. Beckham, Neville, Giggs, and Scholes are all products of Manchester United's youth academy.

There are more than a few hundred people here for trial training, and Chen Mo is already very satisfied if he can be ranked.

After waiting for a while, the game entered the 70th minute of the second half. The red team scored another goal, and the score was 3:1.

Crosso, the white coach with an aquiline nose, finally called Chen Mo to his side and pointed his finger: "You can go up and play as a defensive midfielder later. I don't need you to guide the midfield, nor do I need you to pass the fatal ball. Your task is to stop everyone."

Someone trying to pass you by, you know?"

Let me play as a defensive midfielder???

Chen Mo was heartbroken. His technical characteristics are sharp passing and directing the midfield. His weakness is that his physical fitness is not good enough, and his strength and jumping are not good enough.

Let me play in the midfield.

Chen Mo stood at attention: "Understood, sir!"

Crosso nodded: "Very good, let's go!"

Following a foul ball, the referee raised the electronic substitution card. Chen Mo took a deep breath and stepped onto the English football field.

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Naturally, there were not many fans cheering for the trial match. Chen Mo didn't feel too nervous when he got on the court. Or to be more precise, he never knew how to describe nervousness and fear except when facing his father.

The game restarts, and the blue team serves a sideline ball and attacks from left to right.

I have to say that British football does have a lot of background. Even in the trial match for under 15 years old, the blue team did not do any amateur tricks like jumping forward and holding the Frisbee after the ball was served. The players were relatively stable and did not rush forward.

Instead, he kept kicking back and forth near the center circle, trying to control the situation.

But it's a pity that passing and controlling requires good awareness and solid basic skills.

They are all children with average basic skills and it is a crucial trial match. The red team players are very active, as if they have been beaten to death, and the forwards and midfielders immediately come up to press for the ball.

This forced the blue team players to panic.

The white boy wearing jersey No. 99 diagonally in front of him had just received the ball when the opponent's tall black midfielder was already in front of him. In desperation, he turned around and kicked the ball towards Chen Mo in a very awkward and almost unbalanced posture.

"Bang~~~"

It's weak, the ball speed is very slow, and it's very crooked!

"I'm going to suffer!"

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the opponent's black center rushing towards the ball. Chen Mo's expression changed and he ran away without saying a word, rushing towards the path of the ball. But the moment his toes touched the ball, he seemed to

I felt a truck hit my shoulder, my head was empty, and my whole body spun and flew out.

The whistle didn't sound and Chen Mo was flying close to the ground. He saw a black guy as strong as a wild boar snatch the ball from him and then run towards the goal.

His grandma, what can he eat to gain such strength?!

Complaints are complaints, Chen Mo immediately got up to catch up, but his speed was average and he couldn't catch up no matter how hard he chased. In the end, the Wild Boar striker scored the goal alone.

Crosso on the sidelines shook his head and said rudely to Li Zhiqiang next to him: "This kid's physical fitness is too poor. From the angle of the physical confrontation just now, from the perspective of inertia, he should have the advantage, but actually

He was knocked away directly, and his failure in the confrontation this time directly resulted in conceding the ball!"

Li Zhiqiang accompanied him with a smile: "Mr. Croseau, he just turned thirteen three months ago and there is still room for development in the future."

Crosso shook his head: "The people standing on the field with him now are all his peers. He can develop, can't others? And he is also a yellow man, who is born with a physical disadvantage."

These words were a little unpleasant, and Li Zhiqiang's smile was a little stiff: "Mr. Crosso, Chen Mo's physical fitness is indeed not strong. His characteristics are to guide the midfield and kick the ball. He has created a record in the National Junior High School League of Longguo before.

A record of 1 goal and 24 assists in 12 games. I wonder if we can let him try to play as a playmaker?"

"Playmaker? With this kind of physical fitness, he can provide 24 assists in 12 games. Football in China is really a desert. Listen, this kid is not Zidane, nor is he Beckham. It is impossible for the team to play around him.

!There are too many kids here with better organizational skills than him!"

Crosso crossed his arms, with a trace of disdain hidden in his eyes. He had no friendship with Li Zhiqiang, and he had always looked down on Longguo football.

In his opinion, although Chen Mo is Argentinian, he came into contact with football in Long Country.

What is Dragon Country Football? It’s a desert!

The characteristic of the players who come out there is that they have no special characteristics. They have no strengths other than being hard-working and hard-working on defense.

If you can't even defend your old profession well, then what's the point?

You can't expect an Argentinian who learned his skills in Longguo to be skilled in skills and pass the ball coquettishly, right?

Totally impossible!

When Li Zhiqiang saw this, he didn't say anything more. He was sociable and well-connected, but in the end he was just a football reporter and had little say. Crosso, the head coach of the youth training team, asked Chen Mo to play an unfamiliar defensive midfielder.

He had no choice but to say that Chen Mo was unlucky and couldn't get a stage to perform.

"It looks like Manchester United is out of business."

Li Zhiqiang looked a little regretful. He had carefully studied Chen Mo's game videos and knew that Chen Mo's style is actually more of a midfield brain. He needs to have space and possession of the ball. As long as these two conditions are met, Chen Mo can exert absolute energy.

He is the best among his peers, even in England, but Crosso doesn't know.

The game is still going on. The pass just now hurt Chen Mo. No. 99 was a little embarrassed and became more cautious and did not pass the deceptive ball again. After suffering the loss of the black boar, Chen Mo also began to adjust his thinking.

, do not seek hand-to-hand combat, but try to use your body's flexibility to pull.

But he is really not used to playing in the position of defensive midfielder. Although many defensive midfielders are also capable of guiding the midfield and serving as a metronome, most organizational midfielders will be equipped with one or two defensive gates next to them.

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This type of defensive midfielder is called a defensive midfielder, but in fact the defensive task is not heavy. In this game, the blue team used a 433 formation, with a single defensive midfielder and mainly playing on the wing. When attacking, the two central defenders stand very close to the sideline.

Chen Mo was the only one left in the backcourt, which meant that if he made a mistake on the ball and was counterattacked, if he passed him, he would directly face the goalkeeper. He did not dare to rush the ball forward.

What's more, the task assigned by Crosso is equivalent to being a scavenger.

With a height of about 1.7 meters, what can you do to compete with Lao Hei?

How can someone who weighs 120 kilograms compete with the opponent's striker who weighs nearly 180 kilograms to get the ball?

Chen Mo could only run as hard as he could and keep passing the ball to the defender. However, because his awareness was at a level higher than that of all the trial students here, his passing speed was very fast. He never stuck to the ball and passed the ball as soon as it came. Not only did his opponents fail to react,

Come on, the defenders on the blue side were also stunned.

After receiving several passing errors, Chen Mo did not complain and continued to adjust himself. However, he did not dare to pass freely anymore. After receiving the ball, he paused and adjusted, waiting for his own players to get into position, which in turn made him face

More time to fight with the opponent's wild boar center.

In terms of strength, he is not an opponent, and his ball control is not top-notch. He is often squeezed by the wild boar center and his movements are distorted.

There are more and more mistakes.

Gradually, other players stopped passing the ball to him. Chen Mo was not passive and kept running, trying to find opportunities to pass the fatal ball. Unfortunately, sometimes when the opportunity came, his teammates no longer trusted him.

Twenty minutes later, the whistle sounded at the end of the game and Chen Momo left the field. Crosso didn't even look at him and went straight to a few trial students he was more optimistic about.

Looking at Chen Mo who bowed his head and was dismissed, Li Zhiqiang's eyes flashed with a trace of distress. He quickly stepped forward and handed over a bottle of mineral water and cheered: "Don't be discouraged. England is not the only youth training camp of Manchester United. We still have a chance. Life,

Sunshine always comes after the storm, how can you see a rainbow without experiencing setbacks?! Are you right?"

"What did you say, Uncle Li?"

Chen Mo wiped the sweat off his chin, drank water, and stared blankly at the glorious Li Zhiqiang.

Li Zhiqiang was startled, put away the Buddha's light, and then said: "Hey, you kid, there's no need to hide it. Your dad and I are brothers. We grew up wearing the same pair of pants. If you feel sad, just tell your uncle."

Already."

Chen Mo scratched his head and said with a smile: "I'm really not sad. I just feel that England's football is not as good as you said, uncle, hahaha! If I hadn't played as a defensive midfielder this time, I would have suffered a physical disadvantage and couldn't control the ball.

I have to take defense into consideration. In the game just now, I had at least seven or eight opportunities to send the ball behind the opponent's defense! But this is also my own problem. I am still too weak in terms of ball control and strength. I will definitely have to work harder in the future.

ah!"

"You are quite self-aware." Li Zhiqiang's balls hurt: "However, if English football is not great, you are really arrogant!"

"There's nothing wrong with being arrogant, right? My father often says that arrogant people can be saved, but people with low self-esteem are really hopeless." Chen Mo smiled playfully: "Okay, let's go to the venue quickly. I don't believe that the youth of England

They asked me to play as a defensive midfielder in the training camp!"

"You kid, you look exactly like your father when he was young! You will suffer consequences sooner or later!"

"Then we'll talk about it later, hehe."

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(End of chapter)