Green Life

Chapter 9: talent? talent!

It is difficult to become a star without talent. There are nearly 600 players in the entire 20 Premier League teams, and there are only about one to two hundred people who can be remembered by everyone. These people have their own advantages, bodies, and skills. Running, shooting, grabbing points, etc., without unique skills, it is almost impossible to become a star.

Mark Qin never knows what talent he has in playing football. If he has, the ball feel is one item. He used to have a "feel" for the power of the ball when he played, that is, stop the ball, pass the ball, if he is in good condition, he has one. This is a very comfortable feeling, the passing is accurate, the teammates are also comfortable to receive, and the action continuity is good. If the state is not good, the ball is easy to stop and stop, and the pass is easy to lose accuracy.

Mark Qin feels that today is very "feeling", especially after having an extra pair of eyes, he doesn't know what's going on. When he arrives on the court, he thinks of someone sitting in the stands looking at the stadium. It's not true. I saw it in my mind, but felt it, like an extra pair of eyes of God.

He didn't know what was going on, there was nothing abnormal in his body, and there was nothing messy about using his brain as a hard disk system. It was purely a feeling. He knew that there was someone over there. When he turned his head, there was a real person. He knew this. The ball flew toward this side, and as soon as you raised your head, the ball really came.

   Is it a sequelae of the "black-rimmed glasses"?

   Mommy~, it's been almost two years, you finally sent the benefits of crossing~~~

There is no time to think about it. During the game, Maqin ran with him for three or four minutes. He hadn't touched the ball yet. Both sides were familiar players. Those who played the ball knew that they were not familiar with the running position and would easily drift off the court. , Teammates are awkward when kicking, sometimes it’s not intentional not to pass the ball, like in some novels, they are isolated as soon as they enter the team, and then they slap their faces. Forget it, it’s not so glassy.

Mark Qin thought to his mind that he had to start from defense. He was the front midfielder. He played a diamond-shaped four or two. The front midfielder recovery was necessary. The frontcourt conversion mainly relied on him and the retracement forward. At the end, a high center forward. This was Liverpool's classic style of playing at the time. Owen Gahsky, the Chinese national team also played in Hao Haidong's batch, which belonged to the traditional routine.

Behind him is a midfielder, No. 6, who is called a black man. Now there is no tacit understanding between the two of them in the midfield. So Maqin took advantage of the goal kick from the opponent and walked to the side and said: "Hi, brother, you can call I, Michael, should we work together. You are responsible for getting in the back and making up the spot. I am responsible for the uptake. The opponent will strengthen the oppression after the middle circle, OK?"

   The black guys glanced at him, nodded and said, "OK", and then said: "Sand, you can call me Sander"

"OK, happy cooperation", Maqin turned around and ran to the left midfielder to force a pass. He just saw that the opponent's right winger had good skills and was also the main attacking direction. The pressure on his left side was very high. Maqin passed. Of course they would be happy to say that they will assist the defense.

   "This kid is very active," Pete said with a smile.

   "Well, unlike a child, not stage fright, very stable", Asli agreed.

   "I'll sit down first," Marco sat on the ground and looked at him with a smile.

   Peter thinks this kid, maybe, it’s really good~

The other party serves the goal kick, Nima, I hate the top, watching the ball fly towards me, Maqin especially hates the current football, it's okay to drive a big foot, can the goalkeeper short pass, can I still have fun? ~

   closed his eyes and charged forward, the collision of the body in the air was defeated!

   is now playing 3/4 small field, their age is not suitable for large field training. The opponent's midfielder gave the ball to his own midfielder and then moved forward. Maqin ran to the catching midfielder and didn't grab the ball. He didn't let him have a chance to pass the ball and put pressure on him. Sander They also pressed forward together. Although the defender did not communicate with Mark Qin, he still pressed forward tacitly in order to keep his distance from Sander.

   The opposing forward is offside!

   Aslit and Marco's eyes lit up at the same time!

The back midfielder holding the ball looked up and saw that there was no way to get the ball out, so he passed the ball sideways to the right back. The right back habitually pushed forward. When approaching the midfield line, the left midfielder on Makqin moved on. Forward, the opposing right back pushed the ball along the sideline to the right forward.

Mark Qin took a look and gave a gesture to the left midfielder. The right midfielder over there was still preparing to pass as usual with small steps. Unexpectedly, the opposing left midfielder quickly recovered. When he found it was a bit late, he saw the forward. Being close to the body, the right forward made a pass before he was in a hurry, ready to return to his own midfielder.

   "This is the time to wait." Maekqin has been detached from the opponent's midfielder, giving the opponent hope to pass the ball and steal it at any time.

   The moment Maqin passed the opponent's right winger, he kicked and started. When the opponent's midfielder was not good, he quickly ran over to meet him. Even if he couldn't get it, he would have to foul, otherwise he would expose the defender directly.

   This is a June 4th kick. Mark Qin will get it, but he will also get close to the opponent's midfielder or even foul, but the next action completely releases Mark Qin's talent on the court.

I saw that Maqin didn't stop the ball after running into position, but sold his right leg and knocked the heel of his left foot. He knocked the ball to Sander, and then quickly penetrated into the opponent's hinterland. , Pointed to the gap in front, shouted: "Sander~"

Sander understood, and pushed flat. One of the two forwards in front was already on the opponent's back line, and the other had already withdrawn. Seeing that his side had intercepted the ball, he turned and ran back, also taking away the defender who should have been grabbed. , Yimapingchuan!

Makqin Sayazi rushed forward with the ball, with a sword through his throat, and ran a few steps to the penalty area. The defender who should have been grabbing had no choice but to give up the close forward and prepare to intercept in front of the penalty area. , The opponent's goalkeeper also stepped forward with a small step to prepare for a long shot.

It's too late, it's fast. On the court, this is a matter of lightning and flint. At the moment when the opponent's defender brakes and freezes, Makqin quickly swings his calf, and the ball comfortably rolls past the defender's eyes, leaving a place. Desperate, all that is left is a soft push.

   "Beautiful card position, excellent pass and cut, wonderful timing", Marco looked very happy, "This little guy is good"

   Aslit also nodded and said, "This kid is very smart at playing, um, he is also very organized."

   Pete tilted his head and glanced at Peter, which means, your nephew is really good, Peter raised his eyebrows, that is.

The goal quickly narrowed the distance between the children. The side who scored the goal was elated, and the side who conceded the goal was dejected. "Hey, you can call me Valais. Your pass is awesome. It's been a long time since I scored such a comfortable goal. ", a baby with freckles.

   "This is Andre, our Optimus Prime," Valle said while pulling the other forward. Andre was a little shy and nodded: "Hello"

   "Well, this kid is a bit stupid," Mark thought diligently, "Michael, you can call me Michael"

   I don’t know how many people came over and touched his head again. They didn’t remember what they called. Anyway, there is no one who can be kicked out in the future. It doesn’t matter.

Closer to home, the game continues. Although there are some highlights, Maqin did not show the ability to be better than others, and made many mistakes. Although such children have some potential, Marco and Aslit can often see them. Too much fuss.

  Especially after the opponent's midfielder stepped up to press against him, Maqin's absolute speed can only be said to be mediocre, and he won't be able to dribble the ball.

The two sides have come and go many times. The youth team's game itself is not high in tactical content. It is mainly to train young players. Basically, you will see the mistakes on the court and then the mistakes, either the dribbling is too much or the passing is not in place. During the period, Makqin steals a few times and passes some balls. There is no good chance.

   In a blink of an eye, half of the game has passed, and there are only a few minutes left. Now the two sides are 1:1, and the opponent has scored a corner kick.

This time Andre missed the ball again, and Maqin saw it. This kid will go home sooner or later. Bai has grown a big man. He can't use his body, but can only stand and head the ball. Immediately pressed against the opponent's midfielder and slowed down the opponent's advancing speed. The opponent's midfielder had no choice but to pass back again, and Maqin ran back to return.

   "This little guy has a strong tactical understanding ability, where did he learn it?" Marco turned his head and asked Peter.

   "Uh, he often watched live broadcasts for his own research, very smart", Peter had no choice but to make up his mind.

   Marco turned his head and looked at the court again. He still wanted to see more things. Now these are not enough. There is no finishing touch. Only that sum can tell whether a player will be mediocre or outstanding in the future.

This time the opponent attacked to the 30-meter area, and the right forward, defender and midfielder passed several consecutive feet. Makqin felt that he was going to suffer because he "feeled" that the gap between his left back and left center back was enlarged. , And the opponent's midfielder was quickly advancing, Sander did not keep up in time.

   It's too late, Mark Qin stared at the opponent's right winger and gambled! Turned around and ran over like a penalty spot.

   The opposing midfielder received the ball in the ribs, and the left center back also came out to block. There was no shooting angle. He took the ball forward. When it was about to reach the bottom line of the penalty area, it was an inverted triangle and passed back to the penalty spot.

   At this time, a striker of the opponent presses on the goal line, and one retreats to the penalty spot. Seeing it is an unguarded empty goal, suddenly another back heel...

Mark Qin quickly returned to his position, but couldn't stop the car. He didn't dare to stop the ball at this place and was awkward to clear the siege. He had to use unconventional moves again. Sander looked at the ball at his feet, "Why is it me again?" "

   The opponent's attack was too fast. Before Sander could react, the ball came to his feet inexplicably.

Mark Qin quickly turned around and shouted: "Sander," Sander subconsciously pushed on the route that Mark Qin ran. As soon as he left the restricted area, Mark Qin took a step, a big foot, flat and fast, this feeling How good is he, this ball...has it, after the pass, Maakqin did not stop and continued to run forward.

   Marco jumped up suddenly, "This is it, this is what I want, haha, I found the treasure~~" Marco was excited

   The other three people also stared at the court attentively. They all know the ball, knowing that this kid's performance at this moment is not easy.

A flash of lightning crossed the opponent's right side. UU reading www.uukanshu.com's right back had not returned the assist yet. Valais quickly pulled the side to catch the ball and ran away with the ball. The opponent's two central defenders had no choice but to fight. Retreat, one watched Andre, and the other stuck Valais inwardly.

   Valais took the ball to the side of the penalty area, and when he was considering whether to make the cross or come by himself, he suddenly heard a shout: "Valais, here."

   Valle looked back and saw a red figure in the middle. Outside the penalty area, a half-high pass passed.

   Nima, Valai, what bad footwork! Uncle, I am not sure about volleying~~~

Seeing that the central defender turned around to bet on himself, Makqin had to make a stance that he was about to volley, then lightly padd it, swiped past the defender’s right hand, and kicked out. The defender was just about to bet on his back. Gun eyes, a look at Nima's dumb cannon, quickly turned around, failure was just a moment...

   This area is the 6th area where Mark Qin played when he played football, left and right swayed the small arc, they all called me the little prince of arc...

   Immediately afterwards, Mark Qin buckled his left foot and a pinch of his right foot. I **** and didn’t rub it up~~~

   The most realistic fake action is that I didn’t know it was fake before doing it...

   The goalkeeper looked at Maqin's posture. Ben was about to pounce on the upper left corner. Nima, you kicked a grounder, it's just a shame! When he lowered his body, the ball had passed through under his armpit and was properly lying in the net.

The four people on the sideline applauded together. The little friends on the court are crazy, quasi lore. I thought they were going to be lore. Who knew that the great tragedy and joy of life came so fast, so yelling, they came to pile up the Arhat, and he was fighting Mark Qin, who Leandre celebrated, didn't look right, and immediately lay on Andre's back.

   "┗|`O'|┛嗷~~, whoever Nima crushes me, hurry down", who said that the honest people are not angry.

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