The biggest fanatic in football

"What are you doing?"

Nuno Santo has never been a good communicator as a head coach. Compared to his idol Mourinho, his ability to control the locker room is much inferior.

Seeing a "confrontation" between Li Polo and a group of teammates from a distance, the Portuguese immediately smelled danger.

[A newcomer dares to openly challenge the entire team?]

But things were not as bad as he imagined.

Parejo explained to him immediately:

"Coach, I'm introducing the new players to get to know other teammates."

Li Polo also put away his expression just now and stretched out his right hand to him:

"Hello, boss, I am Lee Polo. Please give me your advice in the future."

Nuno shook hands with him doubtfully:

"Just call me Nuno or coach. The names in Spain and England are different."

Li Polo nodded:

"Okay, Mr. Coach."

Nuno glanced at the players and signaled several assistants to start working:

"No one is late, that's good. Since you already know each other, I won't talk nonsense. Let's start the first training session and physical fitness test!"

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The first item of the test is to get on the scale, which is also the simplest item.

Although he had undergone a professional physical examination before the transfer, Li Polo still lined up for the test like everyone else.

"Height 183.2cm, weight 77.8kg, body fat rate 8.6%..."

Assistant coach Volo nodded while filling out the form:

"Next!"

Li Polo, who will turn 21 in one month, has grown slightly taller than last season. After a month of vacation, his weight and fat have increased significantly, but they are all within the acceptable range.

It only takes a week or two of training to get back to normal.

However, there are also guys who cannot control their weight. As soon as Troppi, who had just turned 20, stood firm on the scale, Volo frowned:

"You brat, how much beer have you drank this holiday? I'll give you ten days. If you can't lose weight, go back to the reserve team!"

His tone was not harsh. If it were Li Polo, he would probably be furious, but Tropi showed no resistance at all, and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice:

"I'm sorry, coach, I will complete the task!"

Volo is a Valencian native with a well-established career. He joined the youth training camp at the age of 7 and played 288 official games on behalf of the first team. He is an out-and-out celebrity. After retiring, he worked his way up from youth training to coaching.

Since then, he is now the assistant coach of the first team and the head coach of the B team. He has a high prestige both in the locker room and among the fans.

In the past ten years, Valencia's head coach has changed five or six times, but he has remained unchanged. He even served as the firefighting coach of the first team twice in 2008 and 2012. So in front of him, young players

I could only listen obediently and not dare to refute even a single word.

There were several players who were being trained like Tropi, and even captain Parejo was a little overweight - after all, Argentina's bbq barbecue is so delicious.

Under the leadership of the captain, they obediently reported to the physical coach Antonio Dias and began to formulate a cruel "weight loss plan."

After that, there were 100-meter sprint, 20-meter return run, high jump, strength and endurance tests. Not only did Lee Polo pass them all successfully, but he also easily won the championship in the high jump.

"After all, I have played football in England, and my physical fitness is still very good."

Nuno Santo looked at the data provided by his assistants and nodded slightly.

But the subsequent dribbling training immediately made the Portuguese coach frown:

"Although he is a defender, his basic ball-handling ability...isn't he a bit amateurish?"

Little Neville had to explain for the domestic players:

"Well, he has only played professional football for one year, and it is still at the fourth level. His basic skills are indeed relatively poor."

Nuno said nothing more, but never focused his attention on Li Polo.

Of course he could also see that when the Valencia players passed the ball to Li Polo, they were either too strong or the angle was not good. Li Polo was often very uncomfortable when receiving the ball, but this did not affect Nuno at all.

evaluate.

[Basic technology is not solid.]

【Are you kidding?】

[My team wants to compete in the Champions League. How can such a rough guy who makes mistakes when passing the ball quickly still want to get a chance to play? 】

【Are you trying to embarrass me throughout Europe? 】

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Li Polo certainly felt the rejection from his teammates.

After all, except for himself, the other new players were basically decided by Nuno - most of them were even an agent.

No one is a fool, and everyone can see the difference.

From a certain perspective, like Neville Jr., he is a "nail" placed within the team by the club owner!

Coupled with the "speech" I gave before the training camp, it's surprising that they were convinced!

As a result, as soon as the ball is passed, the original shape is immediately revealed...

"That's it?"

"FA Cup mvp?"

"Can he take down Manchester United and Chelsea?"

"Isn't the level of football in England too low?"

Seeing Li Polo's slightly embarrassed movements, several veteran players couldn't help laughing.

Even Tropi, a youth training player who was previously criticized for being too fat, muttered unceremoniously:

"Our youth team's skills are better than his!"

Although Li Polo couldn't understand their specific content, he still felt a little hot on his face. He tried hard to make the ball under his feet obedient, but the black and white elf was more naughty and difficult to control than he imagined.

After the 20-minute passing training, he could clearly feel that the looks from the coach and teammates became more disdainful...

Even little Neville can't defend him. After all, his performance on the football field speaks for itself.

Nuno drew an "x" on his little notebook, and then waved to his assistants:

"That's it for the morning. Let's continue at 3:30."

When Li Polo returned to the locker room, he glanced at the clock on the wall:

It's not even 12 o'clock yet, the first training session... isn't it even 90 minutes?

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After all, it was the first day of the new season, and the afternoon training was mainly about recovering physical fitness, so Li Polo never waited for the opportunity to show his "real strength."

He can't just jump in front of captain Parejo or main forward Negredo, point at Rukawa Kaede's nose like Sakuragi Hanamichi and shout:

"I want to challenge you to a duel! Whoever wins will be the team's ace!"

It started at half past three and ended on time at five o'clock. When Nuno blew the whistle, all the Valencia players disappeared from the training ground almost instantly!

Looking at the empty venue, Li Polo was a little confused.

[Isn’t there anyone who will stay with me to practice for a while? 】

[What about those teammates who need to lose weight?]

After being dazed in the open space for a minute, Li Polo reached out and patted his face, picked out a football from the net, and began to practice on himself.

Of course it is impossible for a person to practice passing and cutting coordination or heading for the top, but he can practice the most basic running with the ball and shooting without interference!

For a team whose main tactics are defensive counterattacks, isn't this the most practical technique?

"Hoo, ho, ho..."

There was no one else to interfere, and half an hour passed quickly.

He was about to practice 100 more shots for himself when he heard a car horn.

I saw the head of an old man sticking out of the car window. That was their doorman, Old Keir.

He looked at the sweaty Li Polo and shouted impatiently:

"Hey, it's time, go home quickly, I have to close the door and get off work!"

【Negative emotions from Lee Polo, 10!】