MTL - Strong Waist-Chapter 6 Beautiful Football and Jagged Spirit

  Chapter 6 Beautiful Football and Jagged Spirit

  The physical examination is being carried out in an orderly manner.

   Lucky and Chamberlain were two small transparents at this time, ranking at the end of the substitute team without attracting any attention.

  The players began to walk into the medical examination room one after another.

   Not fast, but not too slow either.

   After waiting for about half an hour, it was finally Lucky and Chamberlain's turn.

  The two walked in together.

   There is a large space inside, with treadmills and various instruments. The players wear oxygen masks and are covered with various medical stickers to conduct a full range of medical tests.

   There are several team doctors in white coats recording something.

   "Next group!"

   Soon, the team doctor shouted.

   Lucky walked in with Chamberlain.

   With the help of the team doctor, the two took off their jackets and T-shirts, affixed various dense medical stickers, and then started jogging on the treadmill.

  The team doctor will adjust the frequency and speed from time to time, and the athletes can adjust with the coordination.

   Soon, the two passed the medical examination.

  Lekai has recently undergone special training, so his physical condition has been significantly improved.

   Chamberlain is in a state of progress and will not be lazy.

  The medical report will be sent directly to the coaching staff. It is not necessary and will not be distributed to the players.

   Lucky and Chamberlain also put on their clothes and prepared to leave.

   As soon as the two walked out of the medical station, Lucky had a face-to-face with someone.

"It's you?"

   Arshavin looked at Lucky in surprise.

   He was extremely impressed by this Lekai who defended himself twice in a row in the warm-up match last season.

  The clean tackles and the continuous blocks that seemed to predict the direction of his breakthrough in advance. It can be said that in that Club World Cup game, he caused Arsenal's troubles, even greater than the entire back line of Sporting Lisbon.

   Seeing Arshavin, Lucky's eyelids jumped.

  As a fighting nation, Arshavin is notoriously bad-tempered.

   As the so-called enemy met with jealousy, Lucky subconsciously retreated two steps and retreated into the medical room.

   Now conflict with Arshavin, obviously it is not good for him.

   Lucky looked at Arshavin vigilantly.

   Arshavin glanced at Lucky in a daze, and immediately smiled bitterly: "You think I'm going to beat you?"

"I'm not afraid of you!"

   Lucky grinned.

  Arshavin smiled and waved his hand: "I'm not that stingy, and those two defenses were beautiful, weren't they?"

   Hearing this, Le Kai raised his eyebrows and said, "The truth?"

  Arshavin smiled and said, "I won't make such a joke to you."

   He looked up and down at Lucky, playing with his taste; "So, have you come to Arsenal? The professor still likes to train young players. I wish you a good time at Arsenal!"

After   , Arshavin turned his head and left.

   On the other hand, Le Kai looked at the other party's back suspiciously and muttered, "It's inexplicable."

   Turning his head to look over, Le Kai found that Chamberlain was standing in front of him, blocking half of his body.

   His fists clenched tightly, as if he was about to attack at any time.

   Lucky was a little surprised.

   This guy is willing to fight for himself?

good! good!

   Enough loyalty!

   Something is wrong, really!

   "Let's go, man!" Le Kai smiled and patted Chamberlain on the shoulder.

   Only then did I find that this guy blushed like a monkey's butt, and the front of the shoe was even buttoned on the ground.

   Lucky asked suspiciously, "What are you doing?"

   Chamberlain blushed and said bluntly; "I thought he was here to find me!"

   Lucky suddenly realized, so, you are not protecting me at all, but mistakenly thinking that you are looking for yourself?

   In the end, I made a big oolong, and then I felt ashamed of myself?

   Where is this foot?

  Awkwardly picking your feet?

   On the other side, in the head coach's office, Patrice was sitting with Wenger.

   The expressions of the two of them are not particularly good-looking.

   Patrice said; "The players are not in good shape."

   Wenger nodded: "I understand that they were affected by Cesc Fabregas' departure."

   "This season, we can only rely on Van Persie."

   Wenger didn't answer. After a while, he said, "I'm going to introduce a few players before the end of the transfer window."

  Patrice sneered; "Want to spend money?"

   Wenger looked at each other helplessly and said, "You don't have to mock me like this, I'm not feeling too well now."

  Patrice was silent for a moment and said, "I also need to vent."

  Hey~~~~~

   Wenger sighed and said, "We need to apologize to Vieira."

  Vieira, the former captain of Arsenal, in order to support Cesc Fabregas, Wenger sold the captain who made great contributions to Arsenal.

   And Vieira's departure also represents Arsenal's complete farewell to the iron and blood era.

   Both fell silent.

   After a long time, Wenger slowly said: "I don't know if it is because of my age, I have begun to doubt myself."

   "Isn't the 'Graham' style that I tried so hard to eliminate at all worthless?"

   "Our football is good now, but we don't have a championship, and they had a lot of championships in their era!"

  Patrice was startled, he said quickly; "You can't think that way, what we did was fine."

   Wenger waved his hand and interrupted: "I used Bergkamp to inject technical factors into Arsenal. At that time, I was sure that this was the future path of Arsenal."

   "Even in order to implement beautiful football more thoroughly, I drove away Vieira and established a new system with Cesc Fabregas as the core!"

   "But it's this system that has kept us without a championship for six years!"

   Wenger's expression began to become a little distorted, and even said fiercely; "We kicked too softly! It's like a soft egg bun, anyone can pinch it!"

   "No champion is shit!—"

  Patrice was a little frightened.

   He has worked with Wenger for so many years, but seriously, this is the first time he has seen Wenger like this.

  Perhaps, Cesc Fabregas' departure completely shattered Wenger's last remaining persistence.

   Wenger kept taking deep breaths to adjust his emotions and calm himself down.

   He rubbed his face again, and then said; "I understand Ferguson a little now. Sometimes it is wrong to blindly pursue technology. We need some spiritual things."

   "Like?" Patrice asked.

   Wenger shook his head and said; "I don't know, but it should appear!"

   Wenger's eyes looked out, and his deep eyes looked at the endless blue sky.

   he was looking for

   Look for someone who can give Arsenal some unique flair.

   He believed that this man must be somewhere.

   Fate will guide them to gather here!

   "Come on! Let's compete! How about you come to me?"

   After returning to the training ground, Le Kai said impatiently.

   He hasn't touched the ball for two weeks, and he's about to get sick.

   In this regard, Chamberlain also showed a strong interest.

  Chamberlain has full confidence in his skills, he is known as the genius of Southampton wing wing.

   Lucky took out a ball from the equipment room and threw it at it.

   Then stood five meters away from the opponent and hooked his hand.

   "Get over me!"

  Looking at Lucky's provocation, Chamberlain's arrogance was aroused, and he decisively swung the ball forward.

  Chamberlain's swiping frequency is not fast, and the distance between the ball and the upper is not far or near.

  Lekai turned slightly to the side, squatted down, raised his right hand and raised it forward and sideways, blocking the incision passage.

   This is a very common defensive routine.

   In this regard, Chamberlain scoffed, he planned to accelerate and directly use the speed to eat Lucky.

   But just as the ball was about to touch the instep, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in front of him blocking the way.

  Chamberlain panicked, the rhythm was interrupted, and the ball hit his feet and bounced towards Lucky.

  Le Kai stepped on his feet with ease, straightened his body and looked at Chamberlain with a smile.

   And the latter was stunned.

   But soon, Chamberlain said: "No, let's do it again!"

   Le Kai kicked the ball back, and withdrew to the five-meter position, making a squatting action to block the inside line.

   Chamberlain took a deep breath, he understood that the Asian man in front of him couldn't underestimate him.

  He started to dribble forward in earnest, much more cautious this time.

   But Lucky still maintained that posture.

   The two people are two meters away from each other and take small steps back.

  The two were very patient. After advancing about five meters, Chamberlain couldn't help but prepare to sprint forward again.

   Sure enough, Lucky was blocked in front of him again.

   But this time Chamberlain had enough preparation, buckled his feet, forcibly twisted his waist and changed direction, trying to break through from the right side.

   But in the next second, the foot of the ball did not move.

  The ball seemed to be held up by something.

  Chamberlain also couldn't bear the inertia, and fell a dog to eat shit.

   He turned his head to look and found that Lucky was still stepping on the ball and looking at him with a smile.

"you"

  Chamberlain is proud, he was blocked by his peers twice in a row, which made him a little unacceptable.

   But I was relieved to think that Luckey must have something special to do when he joined Arsenal at the age of 17.

"how did you do that?"

   Chamberlain patted the grass clippings on his chest and got up and asked.

   His two consecutive fake moves were seen through by Lucky.

   He admitted that his fake movements were not that obvious. How did he judge?

   Moreover, Lucky's footsteps are too decisive.

   In response, Lucky shrugged; "Secret!"

   "Cut! Be stingy!"

  Chamberlain pouted, and said improvisationally, "Try again?"

   "Come come come!"

   Lucky hurriedly threw the ball over.

  The two began to play.

   A breakthrough, a defense.

   In the deflation again and again, for the first time Chamberlain felt what despair is in his peers.

   A close-range fight with Lucky is a nightmare.

   This guy can see through his fake moves almost 100%.

   You can break through this guy's defense only when the distance between the two is ten meters apart and your speed advantage is fully recovered.

  Chamberlain suddenly felt that Lucky was terrifying.

   As long as you are close to this guy, you don't have to think about other people.

   Get down on the ground early.

   30 breakthroughs.

  Chamberlain successfully broke through 5 times.

   These five times were all distanced, but not all of them were successful.

   From this, you can see how powerful Lucky is in stealing and intercepting techniques.

Do not!

   can not be said to be powerful!

   can be described as a pervert.

   This is Chamberlain's personal experience!

   New book period for collection!

   The foreshadowing in the early stage will be accelerated, and the length will not be too long!

   For collection! Ask for a ticket!

   Seedlings for support!

  

  

   (end of this chapter)