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"...We noticed that coach Atzori said the word 'discipline' 17 times during the whole interview with us. He attributed the team's relegation last season to the lack of discipline and low morale. He believes that Sampdoria should not be relegated in terms of normal strength. He promised to build Sampdoria into a steel-like army in the new season, which is invincible... It seems that Atezori intends to play in Sampdoria. Doria as a coach with an iron fist - it's not the same as when he coached at Regina..."

When the store door was pushed open, Borata also put down the "Nineteenth Century News" in his hand, and looked at Gao Zheng who walked in.

"Hi, Gao, is your new head coach a very iron-blooded person?"

"Why do you ask that, boss?" Gao Zheng was very surprised.

"The impression he gave me in this interview seems to be that he attaches great importance to team discipline." Borata pointed to the newspaper on the table, which was on it.

Gao Zheng remembered what Atzuoli emphasized, and he said, "Ah, he really values ​​discipline."

"What do you think, Gao?"

"Attention to discipline is of course a good thing." Gao Zheng replied.

"Come on, Gao, I have no outsiders here, and I'm not a reporter." Polata said. "It is of course a good thing to pay attention to discipline, but only pay attention to discipline? This interview is the second interview with our media after he took office? The first interview was just after the official announcement. At that time, he had not come to the stadium. In the team, there is nothing to say. But now? He has already started to lead the team to train, and he has said so much, the whole article is only discipline and discipline. What about our tactics and lineup?"

Gao Zheng looked at the grumbling fat boss and just smiled without speaking.

"What about in training? Can you see what he has in mind?" Borata looked expectantly at Gao Zheng, who was smiling and silent.

Gao Zheng spread his hands: "Boss, the training camp has just begun."

Borata sighed in disappointment: "Okay. Please forgive me, Gao. I was a little too anxious. After all, we are playing in the second division this season. I don't want to stay in the second division for too long..."

"Don't worry, boss. I don't want to play in the second division forever."

"That's good, that's good." Borata said while giving Gao Zheng a focaccia.

But Gao Zheng said, "Too many, boss."

"Too many? Where are there too many?" Borata didn't know why.

"The day after tomorrow we will start a closed training camp. I don't even know how to go home. You give me so much, I can't finish it."

"Closed training camp? Oh oh!" Borata suddenly took out the extra focaccia.

Before leaving, he said to Gao Zheng: "Come on, Gao! Can I see you play in the first round of the league?"

Gao Zheng smiled: "I don't know, you have to ask the head coach."

"Then conquer him in this one and a half months of training and warm-up matches!" Borata shook his fist at Gao Zheng.

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Sampdoria's pre-season training this year did not go anywhere, it was held at the Mughnaini Sports Center in Boliasco.

This may be due to consideration that the relegation to the second division will greatly affect the club's income, so for the purpose of saving, it is directly closed in its own training base.

After a week of physical training, the Sampdoria coaching staff began to add ball training to the training.

In offensive training, Gao Zheng frequently pulled out of the penalty area and involved support just like he did in reserve team training.

But this time, the sharp whistle sounded.

Then Gao Zheng saw Atzuoli walking straight towards him with a frown—there was no player beside him at this time, so Atzuoli's target must be him.

Gao Zheng didn't understand why the training was interrupted. He didn't make any mistakes in the training just now.

He stood where he was, looking at the approaching head coach in a daze.

Atzuoli stopped when he was about four or five meters away from Gao Zheng, and did not go directly to Gao Zheng. This is because Atzori is 1.81 meters tall and Gao Zheng is 1.9 meters tall. The height difference between the two is 9 centimeters. If he walks to a place very close to Gao Zheng, he may have to raise his head slightly to talk to Gao Zheng .

In Atzori's view, this attitude of looking up is not conducive to him maintaining the authority of the head coach.

"What position did you play?"

Atzuoli's question made Gao Zheng confused-does the head coach not even know what position he plays? Although it has been physical training without the ball before, don't you even do this homework?

Although it was strange, he answered the head coach's question honestly: "Center."

"Then what are you doing running outside instead of staying in front of the door?"

Gao Zheng defended himself: "That's how I played in the reserve team, coach. I also performed well..."

But he didn't expect his defense to make Atzoli furious. He even cursed: "Then it's the reserve team! This is the first team, hell!"

The training had come to a complete stop. Everyone was looking at Gao Zheng and Atzuoli, but no one dared to speak.

Gao Zheng looked at the excited head coach and remembered what Icardi said to him after the first day of training: The head coach is targeting us, right?

That's right, Gao Zheng felt like he was being targeted by the new head coach.

It is said that after some new head coaches take office, they will take some special actions to quickly establish his authority and status in the team. The so-called three fires for a new official...

But Gao Zheng didn't expect that the fire would reach his head.

He remembered the way the head coach looked at him after scolding the reporters on the first day of training.

For some reason, he felt that the message released in that look was not friendly.

He was very strange in his heart. He had never dealt with this head coach before, and he didn't know how he offended the new head coach.

"You are a center forward! What should a center forward do? You should nail me firmly in front of the opponent's goal!"

That's offside, coach. Gao Zheng complained silently in his heart.

"Like a lighthouse! Let your teammates find you when they pass the ball, not when they break through the opponent's defense to pass the ball and find no one in the fucking goal! You have to fight the opponent's defender in the penalty area, Get their attention and create better opportunities for your teammates! Instead of running out of the box like a sissy!"

Gao Zheng frowned. He found that the new head coach had a completely different definition of a center than his head coach Bruni when he was in the reserve team. The "center" in Atzori's mouth was more like a traditional big center.

But Gao Zheng knew that he was not that kind of center because he didn't have a strong enough body. Even before he was injured, he didn't play football like that. He was not a person who played football with his body since he was a child. There is a clear proof-although he has always been a tall man who stands out among his peers, his header The level can only be said to be average, and he will not choose to use the head to handle the ball with his feet.

This is related to the training he received when he was a child. When he played under the old man, in order to improve his foot skills, the old man once strictly prohibited him from handling the ball with his head, even though it would be easy to score. The habit of playing like this for a long time is that Gao Zheng's foot skills are excellent like a 1.9-meter player, but his header level is not as good as a 1.9-meter player...

"Go back to the door for me and be a real center forward!"

In the end, Atzori pointed to the area in front of the goal and said to Gao Zheng in an unquestionable tone.

"But coach, I'm not used to it..." Gao Zheng said awkwardly.

But Atzori didn't listen to his explanation, and kept pointing at the door: "Then adapt to my requirements from now on, or go back to your reserve team."

Hearing this, nervous expressions appeared on the faces of the onlookers.

Especially Icardi, staring at Gao Zheng very nervously, for fear that he would be driven back to the reserve team by the head coach on the spur of the moment. In other words, he is already over age, and even if he is in the reserve team, he can only follow the training. Participate in the competition.

But Gao Zheng was not impulsive. After a few seconds of silence, he said, "Okay, coach."

After speaking, he ran to the door.

Atzori looked around, pleased with the reactions.

He just wants this effect, so that everyone can understand who is the boss here!

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PS, there are only two final matches left in the World Cup. Tonight is the third and fourth finals. There should not be many people paying attention, right? This game is simply a tasteless battle...

I am cautiously optimistic about Belgium's one-goal victory over England!