In the ancient era of football, the game relied on pure physical output, and if you are a macho man, you can advance with the ball in a straight line, and shoot the opponent at them!

However, after the football formation has been worked out, the attacking player will be interfered with by the player who specializes in marking him...... So you need to fool the other party through feints.

Where there is demand, there is output, and this is how dribbling technology was born. And with the development of year by year, it has gradually become a key subject in football training.

More importantly, dribbling is not only a beautiful expression of individual skills, a thrilling moment for the audience in the field or in front of the TV, it is also an important factor in the manager's various tactical systems to break the defensive balance.

Galtier handed a bottle of water to Ding Yue, who ran back to the halfcourt, and patted him on the shoulder, "That's it, Ding, that's it!"

Ding Yue stopped and hugged Galtier strongly.

Charm is a difficult thing to say, on the surface it is not as visible and judgmental as physiognomy, but it does exist, making people like or dislike other people.

Just like Gattuso and Baggio, they give people a lot of contrast, and their playing styles are completely different, but in the eyes of different fans, they find a certain charm in them that can attract their attention.

From Xiao Wangre to Galtier, they were silently circled by this Chinese young man, of course, the charm of Ding Yue in the eyes of the two comes from his different performances, but if you want to compare carefully, I am afraid that it is Ding Yue's ruthlessness that must fight every ball during the game... Be ruthless to your opponents, and even more ruthless to yourself.

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Gourcuff looked at the Chinese player with his head held high. It's inexplicable to think of that day a few months ago that made all the French players feel incredible and humiliated. Do you want to do it again today?

Gurkuv could not accept it. Last season, I was the French Footballer of the Year!

Like the Ballon d'Or, the French Footballer of the Year is also voted by French Football magazine. The annual French Footballer of the Year and Best Coach are the highest accolades in France, and last year, Bordeaux's Gourcuff and manager Blanco took both honours.

You know, this is the first time in a decade that the French Footballer of the Year has been won by a homegrown player! Gourcuff, who has just returned to Bordeaux in Milan, has already made a name for himself in the 08 selection, only behind Ribery and Benzema. After Bordeaux won the league championship last year, as a core player who played well, Gourcuff deservedly beat Anelka and Lloris to be elected French Footballer of the Year.

However, 2009 was a perfect year for Bordeaux, but not necessarily good news for club owner Trio. Two years ago, he changed the trajectory of Bordeaux, which had fallen into a second-rate level, by signing Blanco and Gourcuff.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he won a league title, the core Gourcuff was poached.

Gourcuff naturally has his own ideas, and compared to the irreparable wounds caused to him by foreign leagues, domestic teams naturally give him a more intimate feeling, but Bordeaux won the league title. However, the club's annual investment has not increased. The person went to the high place, and he took the olive branch of Leon without a trace of hesitation.

But it's really that people are not as good as heaven, after coming to Lyon. Gourcuff found that his football magic had been stolen and he was unable to perform half of Bordeaux's abilities, and Lyon's results were off to one of their worst starts in recent years.

Now he has beaten his opponent for a while, and he has died in the sneak attack again, and the embarrassing thing is that the root cause of the sneak attack this time is his own mistake. And it was someone he didn't look up to, someone he didn't want to recall.

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Ding Yue looked at the Saint-Etienne audience area in the stands, and his thoughts suddenly drifted a little, not knowing how many people in front of the TV stayed up late to watch this game.

The referee's whistle blows. The game continues to begin.

After the score fell behind, Lyon had no reason to retreat, and could only attack more indomitable. It's just that compared to the madness at the beginning, they had to add some caution.

CCTV Channel 5 Football Live Room.

He Wei excitedly looked at the live TV screen not far away, and the volume increased slightly: "Everyone knows very well what the appearance of a football star means for Huaguo, and what it means for Huaguo's advanced football atmosphere and environment, as a commentator, it may not be correct to say such things, but I think this is everyone's wish, even if it." He once scolded Chinese football ......"

Lu and Mo Shaojiang and others sat in front of the computer, and there were still a few people on the second floor of the bunk student bed staring intently at the screen.

He Wei's words spoke their hearts, yes, these days, if you haven't scolded enough, you are embarrassed to say that you are a football fan. However, if there is really a superstar, it is estimated that this kid's jersey will be sold out!

What's even more terrifying is that this kid who sold his mother's batch actually played football with them! Not to mention anything else, the labor and management also passed him for a while! Lu Hu thought about it vigorously, as if he had such a time.

"Mack, I remember once I had made him suspicious. ”

Mo Shaojiang took his eyes off the screen. looked at Lu Hu and smiled: "Tiger, I doubt your life." ”

"Really. ”

In the quiet dormitory in the early morning, a burst of uncontrollable laughter rang out.

"It's amazing. But seriously, I could tell from the first game that this kid was amazing! I just didn't expect him to be so strong. "Mo Shaojiang

In addition to the shouts of the fans on the loudspeaker and the sound of He Wei's commentary, the audience suddenly fell silent.

Cen Long remembered that evening, when the sun was setting, on the runway, Ding Yue's face was full of sweat, looked at the people playing football on the field, and said slowly: "One day, I will play in the five major leagues." ”

At that time, Mo Shaojiang only thought he was young and frivolous.

Looking at the familiar back of the computer screen running on the green field that he would never reach, Cen Long suddenly said: "At least we have fought with him, and we can continue to watch him fight!"

On the screen, the body that was still a little thin compared to the people on the field was a flying shovel on the sideline to save the ball, Mo Shaojiang stood up and took a bottle of water, sat back on the chair again, leaned back slightly to look at the slow motion of the replay, and there was a little more indescribable respect on his face. For the goal that everyone thought was impossible, how much he paid, maybe only he knows.

After Saint-Etienne stole a goal. It strengthened the defensive counter-attack of all Saint-Etienne players. Although Galtier wanted to make a big swing on the sidelines countless times, let everyone press, press again, snatch the ball back, play a beautiful combination, and score again.

But fortunately, he did not lose his mind.

Lyon's attacking tactics were also a little difficult to play against the Saint-Etienne players, who had not yet reached the physical limit, and Gourcuff actually pulled a free kick from the edge of the box in the 20th minute, and in the 35th and 42nd minutes, Bastos J. Briand's two shots were also weak and could not pose a threat to Jeremy Janault.

Saint-Etienne returned to the dressing room with a one-goal lead.