.Chapter 1

"Fuck you guys run faster, look at your bears, as if you haven't had a meal for three days. No matter what you play like this, go back to study hard!" A middle-aged man in a coaching uniform shouted at a group of teenagers running in the rain in the light rain.

On the boy's face, sweat mixed with rain, and the snow-white jersey on his body was already hard to tell what color it was. Amid the coach's angry scolding, twenty people chased the grey ball wrapped in mud on the pothole lawn. Of course, if some sparse weeds were considered ten lawns.

The coach on the sidelines shouted: "Strengthen the defense, make quick moves, be ruthless, and if you see it, you must tackle it firmly, and treat training as a game!"

At the same time, he was yelling at the boy who dribbled the ball: "Ma Qiao, you can't walk towards the middle. Don't dare to pass by, what ball do you bring? You only know that the people who only know that the side will never play the main force in my team!"

The name Ma Qiao has been called for so many years, as if it was stimulated by the word "main force" in the coach's mouth. He clearly saw the opponent's three defensive players standing at the front of the penalty area, resolutely rushed over with the ball that kept bouncing in the potholes.

Shake, pull the ball, lean against the person, and wear the gear.

After passing, the thin boy was excited before he could come. The defender rushing over from behind rushed over with a flying tackle. He heard the sound of his legs hitting each other, and the boy named Ma Qiao fell down in pain.

A small city in western China, the drizzling light rain has been spilling in the air intermittently for three days. In the aisle of a hospital surgery department in the city, a sixteen-seven-year-old boy was lying on a temporary marching bed. His pale face was filled with sweat beads of enduring pain.

This child is a football player from the Municipal Youth Sports School. He is famous for his best skills in the team, but his body is also the thinnest in the team. In the eyes of the coach who only values ​​physical fitness, he is just a useless piece of money. In today's in-team practice game, his task is to attract the attention of a strong defender, and require him to force a breakthrough in the ball no matter what the situation is, and then pass the ball to his teammates when the opponent's defender is attacking.

Poor, he was carried off the court under the fierce tackle of his usual companion within ten minutes of his play. After examination, he was lucky, but he had a slight soft tissue strain. However, he needed to be hospitalized for two days, and the hospital ward has been very nervous recently. A small person like him was still in the aisle. His coach saw that nothing big happened, so he paid the fee with the public money and left, leaving the poor boy in the hospital himself.

The boy's name is Marjo. He was born in 1982. On the day he was born, it happened to be the day when the football king Maradona led the Argentina team to the Hercules Cup. According to his fan father, even his birth time was exactly the same as the end of the game, so it would be a waste of this child not to play football.

Originally, he was so thin that he had no chance of entering the only young sports school in the area where he could play football. However, with a great man's words, "Football starts with a baby." There was a trend of selecting seedlings from elementary schools in China. After his father gave the 500 yuan he usually saved from cigarette money to the coach through an acquaintance, he also became a member of the team.

But because of this, he saw his father and mother quarrel for the first time. His mother thought: "I can't make money by playing football. Maybe he can be a doctor? Since there are so many serious jobs, why should I choose such a dangerous profession? What's more, I'll give it to you with money."

In fact, at that time, Ma Qiao just thought playing football was fun and could escape the teacher's preaching, so he firmly stood on his father's side. His mother had no choice but to use the real and fake fans, so she had to acquiesce to the fact that had become.

However, as he was injured in the team, the atmosphere at home became more and more tense. At the age of fifteen, his mother's most often said: "Do you hope you must live on crutches when you are less than 20?" But at this time, he had already started to fall in love with football from the bottom of his heart. Even in school, he thought about the movement he had not done well in training yesterday. How can I fully utilize my technical advantages and not let my body become a burden. His mother's words were basically completely ignored by him.

However, now, what he was thinking about was how to make a perfect excuse so that he would not become the target of his mother's nagging again just because he was lying in the hospital again.

Just as he began to weave the most perfect lie he thought, his mother appeared from the stairs. Ma Qiao stayed there. He knew that, except for the first year when he was injured, his coach seemed to have been tired of his injuries in the days that followed, and he kept him in the hospital. But how did his mother find him in the hospital today? He used to call his neighbors to tell them.

Before he could figure out how things happened, his mother had already walked up to him and said with anger: "How many times have you told you? It's best not to stay in that ghost sports school anymore. Just go there, you really like to play football. Just buy a kick and play at home. Just run to do something so hard with people. Who cares if you are kicked? Why are you so disobedient!"

While saying that, he pushed Ma Qiao's head with his hand. According to his past experience, Ma Qiao lowered his head without making any sound. He thought to himself, "Call it quickly." It will take only three minutes to curse, and it will be fine after scolding.

Unexpectedly, his mother never scolded her before, and the people who had been in the hospital often cast curious eyes on them.

The more Ma Qiao said, his mother became more and more passionate, and finally said angrily: "No, I want to find your coach. I can't let you continue like this."

Ma Qiao hurriedly grabbed his mother's hand, and Ren suddenly stood up. Just as he was about to speak, the severe pain on his feet made him scream "ah" and Ren suddenly sat down.

The mother looked at her son with distress, as if she remembered the purpose of her arrival. She took out a lunch box in her hand and handed it over and said, "I drank the chicken soup. I saw that you haven't come back for so long, and you know you're in the hospital again."

Seeing her son drinking soup, she calmed down and said softly: "Son, let's stop playing this ball. It's all your father. What ball should you play?"

When Ma Qiao heard this, he immediately put down his hand holding the lunch box and said earnestly: "Mom, in three months, it will be a city-wide high school football game. When the game is over, if I really am not a football player, I will not play."

Looking at his son's stubborn eyes, the mother had to nod helplessly.

2

Three days before the game, the young players from the Youth Sports School started training all day at the request of the coach. The semi-amateur coach who changed from a track and field coach to find a friend today. The man looked less than 30 years old, about 1.9 meters tall, and his body was not strong, but standing there, it made people feel very tough. The eyes projected in his eyes were about to see through all the people's thoughts. At least that's what Marjo thought.

Originally, the training that was invincible was to run three thousand meters first and then talk about other things. According to the coach, this is to train everyone to achieve physical fitness that cannot be killed. Only with super physical fitness can you talk about other problems; the examples he cited were the neighbors Korean team and the famous German team.

This made Ma Qiao and other young people wonder if the coach had never forgotten his old skills, or he didn't know how to train football skills, because the coach used his usual special skills to study it with everyone. As for the final movement standard or not, only geniuses know how the training effect is. Anyway, ten of the ten games they won were all relying on their strong bodies, first knocking the opponent around, and then waiting until the opponent was afraid of physical contact with them in the second half before scoring the goal.

Today, their coach said abnormally: "In domestic games, fighting is not enough. Usually, there are no opponents around the players who control the ball to press. However, in countries with advanced football levels, it is completely different. As long as you get the ball, you will definitely be surrounded. Even if you don't get the ball, someone will be staring at you. Of course, the pressing here is not the collision we usually do, but the decision is made based on the opponent's movements!" In addition, he pointed out that in this game, the referee will be very strict about physical contact. If the team plays according to the previous style, there will be no half of the players on the field. Therefore, today he specially invited his former classmates, and now a retired substitute player from the provincial team will provide pre-match guidance to everyone.

Provincial team! A group of players began to stir up. Of course, their coach would not tell them that the only one who stood in front of them was just a substitute. The age of these young players was the age of blind admiration. In their opinion, it was a very honor to be able to get guidance from provincial team players, and they also believed that after today, their strength would be improved rapidly. For a moment, it seemed as if the champion was recruiting them, and the ambiguous eyes of the female classmates were constantly floating towards them. Everyone seemed to have already obtained the certificate of sports athletes and the extra points for graduation exams, and their eyes became frenzy.

Only Ma Qiao lowered his head. In his opinion, this game should be his last chance to get in touch with football. No matter what the result is, as long as he can't join the professional team, his future football journey will definitely be cut off. There will be no professionals who will watch such a game. "Just learn more before leaving." He thought to himself.

After a 20-minute simple confrontation contact, the coach invited the friend said to them: "One is also very important. In a professional team, teammates are always shouting during the game, reminding teammates how to handle the ball and telling him if there is someone behind him. And you didn't notice this at all, and many mistakes can be avoided. During training, you should pay attention to better echo between teammates, so a team can become a good whole and make the opponent feel scared. I can't guide your skills in a short time, so I can only try to improve your awareness."

He continued: "I heard that your coach usually requires running laps before training, but your team members can neither run more nor run less. I think this is not good. Everything has become a very stereotyped formula, which naturally makes everyone have no fun." The coach next to him said this, his face turned red. Fortunately, his skin was darker. Due to his usual remaining power, the players could not tell at a hurried glance.

However, his words resonated with the players, and there was a lot of warm applause on the training ground.

This is meaningfully said to those who have received unanimous support from the players in just a few minutes: "For a qualified football player, he should have a lot of feelings for football. I have played with foreign players. Compared with them, we are indeed not in love with football, which is also a gap. After that game, my understanding of football has changed a lot, but there are still a lot of things to learn."

Then he changed his subject and continued: "We cannot just practice basic things boringly. Football is an art, and many things can be played freely. Play whatever you want. There should be no restrictions. I heard this from the foreign coaches who played against us. Unfortunately, when I knew this, I was already old, and in our country, the coaches required to practice the prescribed movements repeatedly, and they also had to play as required during the game, but we didn't know how to play on the field. And you are the time to fully cultivate your own creation.

. Please remember that creativity is more important than anything on the court. In addition, foreign coaches are good at cultivating players' understanding of football. Of course, this is what your coach, I, and even many well-known domestic coaches cannot teach you. I can only say that the understanding of football can only come from thinking about every game I have played. This has exceeded my cognitive range and you need to explore it yourself. Okay, I am a striker, so please take the forwards in your team. Maybe I can give you some specific suggestions based on each person's characteristics."

Except for Marjo, it would be fine if everyone else had heard these words. In Marjo's opinion, his words are not just like a retired player expressing his views on football, as if he was still expressing his dissatisfaction with the Chinese football environment and his backward coaching level. He suddenly started to move in his heart. Could it be that I have always been ignored in the team because of coaching tactics and other reasons, rather than my own level?

3

Seeing four players standing up, the man asked, "In your opinion, what should the striker do?" Ma Qiao and others muttered, "As the striker, isn't he just focusing on goals? What else does it have to do with us?"

The man looked at them with a smile on his face. When the few people in front of him finished discussing and looked at him in confusion, he said seriously: "In the minds of many people, the task of the striker is to attack and smash the ball into the opponent's goal. But they often don't pay much attention to the significant impact of the striker's defense on the team's overall defense. However, in fact, if we talk about the team's defensive tactical principles, basically the first thing we talked about is the delay principle. Oh, you have never heard of the delay principle, let me explain it a little. The so-called delay principle is usually applied to press immediately after the offense concedes the ball. The players who complete this task are generally the striker closest to the ball. Usually, the only tactical position of the striker after conceding the ball is the striker after conceding the ball is the only tactical position of the striker after conceding the ball.

The ability lies in the first obstacle line of defense, preventing the opponent from effectively organizing a quick counterattack. This is also the premise for us to fully implement the principle of balance after the opponent intercepts the ball. In laying the ball in a nutshell, that is, we have won the time for defense. At the same time, only after the defense is arranged accurately and in a timely manner can we better and fully use the principle of concentration. It can be seen that this grab after the striker concedes the ball plays a crucial role in the overall defense of the team after the team. Of course, we do not expect the forwards to intercept the ball in a timely and accurate manner like the defender, but they are basically the forward.

In actual combat, many goals are scored by the forwards who fail to block in time after being interrupted and are quickly hit by the opponent. Therefore, coaches hope that their forwards will be more active after losing the ball, otherwise they will not be willing to use lazy forwards unless you have strong offensive capabilities, such as Ronaldo in this year's World Cup. Even if you are Ronaldo, if you encounter a coach like Capello who pays great attention to defense, he may lose his main position because he does not actively return the snatch, because these coaches can fully realize the key role of the striker's simple force on the entire defensive system.

The forwards are divided into three types: 1: The center is responsible for the strong point and involves the opponent's defensive players. He generally has no defensive tasks, just stay in front.: The winger is responsible for dribbling the ball from the wing and then organizing the offense. Generally, he needs a little defense. He must have a certain speed and skill. 3: The shadow forward is following the center and is generally responsible for organizing the offense. He also has to go back to his half-court defense, get the ball, etc., and his skills are good. Which standard do you think you meet? We will conduct different training separately."

Ma Qiao thought about it. It was obviously impossible for him to play as a powerful center with his thin body. Although he also had some speed and skills, the outcome of being asked by the coach to break through makes him still scared. "I don't want to be kicked off in the last game." He muttered in his heart.

It seems that his only choice is a shadow striker. Although he is not good at defense, he said just now that defense depends on consciousness rather than blind brute force. This should be fine. He was just about to be excited, but then he thought that his conservative coach would usually only send a forward in the game, and he also claimed that this was a long pass to learn from the world football powerhouse England. He probably didn't have any chance to play. Thinking of this, the excitement on his face began to slowly sink.

But today, their opponent comes from another city.     The opponent has at least eight goals in each game in the previous game. As Marjo’s coach, I never thought about winning today. If I could lose two less, or even be lucky, and be able to tie the opponent, it would be very respectable for him.

After ten minutes of the game, everyone had not let go. Except for the officials who came to perform on the rostrum who came to perform, there were more than a hundred people in the rostrum. Seeing the performance of his city team being ravaged, more than a dozen of spectators left, and the rest were constantly cursing: "What the hell is this game, it's not the same level at all. Are the idiots on the rostrum crazy and find someone to humiliate themselves."

Facing the booing, although he did not play, he couldn't help but lower his head.

Their supporters' goal has been spoiled in the previous game. They have already adapted to the smooth offensive and stable defense that Marjo's team showed against those school teams. The impatient attitude of the audience's goal in the face of today's situation makes people feel very stressed.

At this time, the opponent made a sharp breakthrough, causing the nest where Ma Qiao was.

The Red Team goalkeeper had no choice. Although he made a save move, no one could save the ball at such a close distance, such a fast speed, and such a clever angle.

The fans outside the court suddenly became excited, and another goal that was not inferior to the official game. Today, they saw an all-round Marco. In Milanello, there was no phenomenon in the player Marco was so excited that they were so excited. This player was still so young. Under the impact of a huge sense of happiness, the fans began to sing Milan's team songs in ecstasy:

Milan Milan only wants to support you

Milan Milan is for you forever

We walk by the hero

Green space under blue sky

You've got another star

Flashing between us

We sing in unison

Milan is in the heart and in the soul

Your true friend

Milan Milan

May you stay away from the pollution of violence

Obviously they forgot that this was an in-squad game. In their eyes, it seemed that everyone present had witnessed another proud birth of Milan!!!

Three to one, the remaining garbage time was quickly consumed. Head coach Saki stood up from his seat and walked towards Macho. In everyone's opinion, this was a clear sign that it was a foregone conclusion for Macho to enter the first team. What Saki has to do now is to announce the news that he has been looking forward to for a long time, although he has only been less than a year old in the youth team.

But Macho obviously did not notice that Saki was walking towards him. As soon as the game ended, he responded to the praise of his teammates and walked quickly towards Baggio on the sidelines. Looking at Baggio's legs with the incubated ice packs, Macho asked, "Are you better? Is it okay?"

Baggio replied with a smile: "It's all been hurt all the time, there's no big problem, oh. You performed very well today, congratulations."

Ma Qiao laughed shyly and said in a low voice: "Then, please sign me for an autograph."

Next, he expressed his admiration to Baggio with admiration. Now Marjo looks no different from an ordinary fan. He is completely immersed in the joy of intimate contact with his idol.

Awkwardly Saki looked at the two people here coldly, and said in an indescribable voice: "I actually get so close to Robert, and it seems that it will not be an easy thing to manage in the future!"

Basten next to him looked at Dosakchi's face and knew that the situation was not instant. In the coach's eyes, Baggio's shortcomings in strength and speed were irreparable, which further led to Baggio's one-on-one combat ability. His position on the court was the most frequent physical contact in modern football. The characteristics of Marjo and Baggio are very similar.

And, most importantly, when a coach has a tough personality and a player has strong beliefs, their integration seems extremely difficult.

Sakchi dislikes Baggio the most, and his fate is a savior. In the 1994 World Cup, Baggio became his life-saving man. Sakchi always worried that Baggio would become the vase in the national team and was cautious in his use at the beginning. In the second game of Italy's World Cup against Norway in the 1994 World Cup, goalkeeper Paliuca was sent off with a red card. Sakchi replaced Baggio with a substitute goalkeeper. He completely ignored the dissatisfaction of Italian fans and Baggio himself. He did not regard the then World Footballer as an irreplaceable person.

.At that time, Zora and Signori were both prepared substitutes for Baggio in Saki's plan. The times created heroes. When the Italian team and Saki needed to be saved, Baggio stepped forward and rode alone to save the master. In front of the head coach who didn't like him, Baggio's forbearance and excellent performance were more like a counterattack. Everyone knows that Baggio doesn't like Saki either. In this subtle dilemma, Baggio was still able to save the team with one person, which really played a wonderful show.

Baggio was not happy in AC Milan, and usually after scoring a goal, such catharsis is only a minority for Baggio to explode. Most of the time, Baggio was waiting like this. In Baggio's eyes, what he saw was not only the black and white colors turned into red and black colors, but the aging in his heart. However, Saggio also came to Milan, and AC Milan became even worse. Time seemed to take away the heroic spirit of the three musketeers of AC Milan, and time seemed to bring Saggio's incomprehensible stubbornness and stubbornness. In his eyes, Baggio seemed to never exist.

Today, Marjo and Baggio were so close that in Saki's view, this was a total provocation to his authority, a total of **** provocation!

Before Daubasten could say something, Saki said to everyone: "From today, Marjo and Gille; Mano will enter the first team at the same time."

Marjo, who was with his idol, basically didn't pay attention to what Dosaki was saying, but Giller Mano next to him completely thought he was dreaming that since he had entered the first team today, wouldn't he just choose one person?

Basten knew that in the days to come, Marjo's road would be destined to be smooth.

In the stands, Gene Pierre Wilbniak sighed deeply, and in the distance, the girl he met with Marjo in the opera house was turning around and leaving.

Marjo's football journey has really begun.

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Chapter completed!