men's volleyball

Chapter 100

In the final of the 1998 Asian Games men's volleyball match, the match between the Huaxia team and the South Korean team was in full swing.

Today is neither a weekend nor a holiday, the game time is the afternoon work time.For hundreds of millions of Chinese people, it is difficult for people to pay special attention to such a game with little influence.

However, for many volleyball professionals and semi-professionals, such a game is still instructive and educational.People who have a better understanding of volleyball got a lot of inspiration from this game.

Of course, this may not be the original intention, but in fact, the Huaxia Men's Volleyball Team passively taught them a lesson with practical and educational significance.

At this time, in some places in China, some current and former volleyball players were also touched by the progress and current situation of this game. It seemed that the scenes in their memories were recalled, which really touched them a lot.

An ordinary community building in a certain city in Fujian Province,
A tall old man in his 60s with a slightly bloated figure couldn't help standing up from the sofa at this moment.

His expression was a little anxious and irritable, his hands were clenched tightly, and his eyes were staring at the TV screen a few meters away without blinking.

In the screen, the fourth game of the national men's volleyball team against the South Korean men's volleyball team is going on in a way he least wants to see.

"What are you playing..."

"Xiao Wang, over ten years, from player to coach, has your vision not changed?"

"Do you want to lose in the Asian arena?"

"..."

The old man's expression became more serious, and he kept muttering.

"Old Dai, sit down!"

While the old man was staring at the TV and muttering, the old man's wife came slowly from the room and gently pulled the old man's tightly held hand.

"Appreciate~"

The old man let out a sigh of relief, and sat down a little depressed.

"Old Dai, it's almost 20 years! Now that you've let it go, let's let it go. If you're not in your position, you won't seek success. You, like Brother Zhang, are people from the past. Why worry about it? I am not happy..."

Lao Dai was silent about what his wife said, and he was even a little dissatisfied, but he didn't refute it after all.

He admitted that he is indeed a person of the past era, no matter how much contribution he has made, but that is the past.Even, from top to bottom, like Brother Zhang, he is already a forgotten person.

He is not unwilling to be lonely, and he has never done anything like Brother Zhang to speak out about the current volleyball status quo.He just couldn't let go of the volleyball career he had fought for most of his life.

More than 20 years ago, he came in with passion and longing. He deepened tactics, researched technology, and worked hard.At that time, he once led a team with goals and beliefs.

He thought that they would usher in an era.

however……

"My wife, I'm so bored and panicked."

Lao Dai tried his best to look away from the TV, looked at his wife beside him, and sighed softly: "You said, we have been working hard for so many years, changing tactics and innovating technology, is it just to become the archives of the sports museum? ?
Does anyone remember us?Will it be forgotten?do i care "

As Lao Dai was talking, his emotions gradually rose, and his voice rose unconsciously, "I just feel that some things we did at that time seem to have become obstacles to the continued development of volleyball.

I took the blame and retired. In order not to affect future generations, I have not said a word these years.But now, these children who have witnessed the emergence of the disadvantages, why are they still going the same way?I……"

"Old Dai, since you haven't said it all the time, let's continue like this and let's live in peace. If there is a game and you really can't let it go, I'll watch it with you, or you can go to the scene. Anyway, few people know you!"

The wife smiled slightly, grabbed his hand, and joked again: "You don't intend to be like Old Brother Zhang, do you?"

Old Dai didn't care about his wife's jokes, and shook his head gently.

"Let it go, let it go, it's just two words, but it's not that easy!"

Old Dai didn't say the sigh in his heart, he glanced at the table only one meter away from him out of the corner of his eyes, the telephone on the table was lying there quietly.

Being so close, he stretched out his hand and dialed a few numbers, maybe he could easily say what he wanted to say to the person he wanted to find.

He felt impulsive many times, but finally held back.

"You!"

Old Dai's actions were clearly seen by his wife. After so many years as an old husband and wife, she can even understand Lao Dai's thoughts very closely.

She couldn't help sighing softly: "Okay, don't worry about it. When you have time later, Xiao Wang, Xiao Xu, Xiao Shen, Xiao Di, by the way, and that kid from back then, is he surnamed Lu? You put them all together." Call home and talk to them.

After all, they are the people you brought out, speak out what you are holding back, as long as you don't point fingers at random..."

"we'll see!"

Lao Dai waved his hand and interrupted his wife.

It is true that he brought out people who have inherited many of his ideas and seem to have imprinted some things on them.He had this feeling back then.

That's why he retreated so resolutely. In their post-athlete era, he almost never made a sound.

Now, some of these children have completely bid farewell to volleyball, and some have also walked to the coach's bench. Whether there is a change, whether there is a change, or what he should say in such a situation, he himself does not know.

"My wife, come with me for another two years? Just these two years, accompany me to look around, now is a period of change. I'm not annoying, just take a look. Wait for these years to pass, okay? It's almost settled.

I want to witness it with my own eyes, no matter... In the future, I will honestly enjoy my old age at home! "

"Okay, I'll accompany you!"

My wife readily agreed, and smiled slightly, "When you were young, you ran around, and I stayed at home, and we spent more time together and away more. Now that we are getting old, it's good to think of us traveling everywhere!"

"Thank you!"

Lao Dai has some memories, but also some guilt, and some emotions can't help but flow in his eyes.

On the TV, the commentator of CCTV is still explaining the game with passion and hard work.

In front of the TV, two old and withered hands were tightly held together, and the cloudy vision blended together in the two pairs of eyes that were no longer clear.

The traces of warmth that radiated from those eyes spread out, and everything was silent.

The two old people in a corner of the motherland, because of a game, as well as the process of the game and the people and the status quo, they are communicating softly, and their emotions gradually calm down, with a little warmth.

In other places in China, among the people who are concerned about this game, their emotions have never calmed down as the game continues to evolve.

Just like the process of a game, there are twists and turns.

In Yanjing, in Luzhou, in Jinling and Lin'an.

Some people are cursing, some hate iron for being weak, and some are annoyed and frustrated.

Similarly, in the propaganda room of this small sports school in Pengli, Hui Province, Lin Mu's teammates were also feeling ups and downs because of the ups and downs of the game.

They have been excited, thought, and lost, and now they are expecting and hoping.

The competition was full of twists and turns, and their emotions changed again and again, like a roller coaster.

A strong start, winning two cities in a row, and then the main core was injured, chaotic and disorderly.

Then they behaved like two teams. However, when they became more and more depressed, on the TV screen and in the camera lens, a figure slowly walked from the entrance of the passage.

With several thick layers of gauze wrapped around his head, he walked towards the team area with firm steps with a solemn expression.

It seemed that he had exchanged something with Wang Weijia, and then he hurried to the substitution area of ​​the stadium.

Because I was anxious, I forgot to take the substitution sign, until I rushed to the substitution area and was shown a yellow card by the referee.

In a small episode, after more than ten seconds of tossing, Wang He went off, Zhou An went on, and Zhou An, who was bleeding on the field, finally returned to the field.

On the TV, the narrator's commentary mood, which was already a little low, rose in an instant, as if a hero with all expectations had returned, the return of the king.

In the background sound, the sporadic "Huaxia, come on!" became more sonorous and powerful.

When Zhou An disliked the bandages that blocked his vision and tore them off, all these emotions were completely pushed to a climax.

Gritting their teeth and fighting hard, rushing forward and back, online and offline, Huaxia performed another round of completely different teams.

"come on! Come on!"

"Strike, win the game!"

"Victory! Victory!"

In the publicity classroom, a group of youthful and passionate teenagers screamed excitedly, cheering for the Huaxia team to stabilize their position and lead the score in the fourth game.

Judging from the progress of the game and the current performance, these teenagers who know a lot about volleyball have already seen the dawn of victory.

The score was already 19:15, the Huaxia team led by 4 points, and their fighting spirit, momentum, and technical and tactical level completely suppressed the already weak South Korea.

It is indeed a winning ticket.

However, the four coaches and Lin Mu, who were not far from the boys, seemed out of place with the boys at the moment.

Quietly watching the game come to an end, winning the gold medal in the Asian Games only made them a little happy.

What's more, is the impact and thinking of these two twists and turns.

Lu Lin's expression was calm and indifferent. Since Zhou An came on stage, his expression has hardly changed.

The same is true for Lin Mu.

In the attention of different atmospheres on both sides of the game, the Huaxia Men's Volleyball Team won the fourth game with 25:21, and the game also ended with the Huaxia team's final victory.

The teenagers of the Pengli team cheered, they were all happy and excited that Huaxia had won the Asian championship.

"Little Lin, what do you think?"

Looking at the jubilant teenagers over there, Lu Lin spoke at this moment.

In an instant, a question, and the gaze of four pairs of eyes pulled Lin Mu out of his thoughts.

"Coach, I understand a little, but I also don't understand!"

Lin Mu thought for a while, and slowly said: "At the beginning of the game, I thought I understood, but I thought about it carefully. I am a little uncertain again. Is the core leading the team, or the team has shaped the core. Does the role of the core really have to be so big? Big enough to make a team almost like two different teams.

If this is the case, is such a core good or bad, including whether the players around the core should..."

Lin Mu was still thinking about it. Having said that, he hoped to find some answers from Lu Lin.

"You keep talking, you can say whatever you want, we are discussing in private. Now you are the core of our team, even more core than Zhou An of the national team. So, you can follow your own In terms of thinking, what do you think it should be like?"

"Well, Coach Lu and Coach Zhong are just some of my own thoughts."

Lin Mu nodded without refusing, and continued: "In a team of 6 people, the core that connects the entire team's offense and defense is the core. Zhou An's performance is indeed like this. And his team has a high positioning. All of them, including Zhu Qiang, Lu Zhong, and Zhang Yu, were all around him.

But it seems to be exactly like this. When Zhou An, a familiar core hub, suddenly disappeared, the whole system suddenly collapsed.

Zhou An's importance was so great that Wang He couldn't get in at all when he came up.I feel that such a core positioning, isn't it... is it a bit biased?
I think it shouldn't be like this.Moreover, I am a little bit strange, as far as individual performance is concerned, when Zhou An is not on the court, those few people seem to perform better, but this kind of better performance makes the team play without a system .

I can analyze the specific reason, but it is nothing more than some coordination of skills and tactics, and several outstanding individuals are not blended together.The absence of Zhou An, who was originally interspersed with each other, was not there, which led to this situation.

The current situation is that Zhou An's team is playing very well, but the individual seems to have no upper limit.And Zhou An was not present, so he played well individually, but the severity was irrelevant.

I believe that with the level of Wang Weijia's guidance, it is impossible for him not to see these things, but the fact is that it is so.What's more, without Zhou An, even Wang He, who assumed the role of the second series, couldn't play a role at all.I really don't know how to tell..."

"Haha! Kobayashi is pretty good!"

When Lin Mu's question came to this point, Coach Zhong smiled heartily and praised him straight away.

Lu Lin also nodded with a smile, and said, "You're almost right, but you haven't really learned about a volleyball team. In other words, a volleyball team's performance and level are not just a few A player's technical and tactical level. He includes form and quality, and even thought and soul.

The army has a military soul, and the team has a team soul. This soul is the will and core philosophy. This is not a strange thing.

The tactical core, the will core, including the ideological core that can connect the entire team.These are the core elements that directly determine the composition of this team. "

"Okay, that's all for today's game viewing. Some things are just saying, and I won't understand it deeply! In this way..."

Lu Lin thought for a while, and then looked at Coach Zhong: "Mr. Zhong, please report to the school. In the next stage, give our team some funding arrangements for traveling to and from Luzhou, and communicate with the provincial team... …Well, let me do this, I will go to coach Lu to count the votes. I think it will not be too difficult to get a ticket.”

Coach Zhong was a little surprised, "You are?"

While Coach Zhong was asking questions, Wang Weijia, head coach of the national team, appeared on TV again.He is being interviewed by CCTV reporters after the game.

Lu Lin didn't explain right away, but turned his attention to the TV.

Lin Mu also looked over, the reporter with the microphone, and Wang Weijia who stood up and down to guide.And in the background, those faint red flags that are sometimes waved.

"...Director Wang, the Huaxia Men's Volleyball team defeated South Korea 3:1 in the final to win the championship. This is another glorious victory for our Huaxia Men's Volleyball Team to reach the top of Asia. What do you think our Huaxia Men's Volleyball team has in the process? pros and cons?"

Wang Weijia returned to his previous chic appearance, raised his eyebrows lightly, and said lightly: "We should go to the world, and we can't always be in the Asian circle. This time the Asian champion is nothing. Of course, we have advantages and more There are deficiencies. We have many problems, including athlete size, physical strength problems, technical problems. This requires us to do a lot of work.

But our goal has never changed, the Asian championship is just a step, the first step towards the world..."

"After the Asian Games, I will take a short break and the National League will start again. I will take a good look at the reserve players of the national team, adjust the national team at the right time, and then compete with the world's strong teams in the World Cup next year. challenge."

"Ha ha!"

Wang Weijia's interview speech was imposing and powerful, but Lu Lin smiled softly when he saw this.

Lin Mu seemed to have caught something from Lu Lin's expression.

However, without making him think too much, Lu Lin continued his previous explanation: "Mr. Zhong, you should apply to the school. As the principal said, I fully support it. It's just a car twice, and it doesn't cost much.

Our training will also be very tight, and it is impossible to delay a few days, and we will not go to places that are too far away, and strive to go back and forth in one day..."

"Lin Mu, the next arrangement is what this director Wang said, observe! The professional volleyball team is about to start, and he wants to observe the reserve talents. As for us, we will observe the tactics and organization of the current domestic professional teams. It's up to us The second division of their own provincial team.

Your previous questions and understandings may be answered in these observations.I also hope that these understandings can be integrated into our team..."

Lin Mu looked at Lu Lin, then looked left and right at the coaches and teammates over there, and nodded slightly.

(End of this chapter)