Chapter 68: Coach, I Want to Play Basketball

The polo match ended with the pack horse team 5:2 with the bear team, Wang Mingzhi returned to Brazil with a box of polo equipment, and he was worried all the way.

This week's four treasures are all ordinary Lidong food, and the bronze lottery of the Double Ninth Festival before drew a "bunch of dogwood", as if to retaliate for not buying it before. I can't rely on it!

From the next day, Wang Mingzhi stayed in Tianma Racecourse during the day and went to the TV station on time at night to give a show.

Under the guidance of Coach Liao, he rode on the horse, and the power was completely different! He had the feeling of upgrading from a children's automatic car to a Mercedes-Benz. Think about the feelings of those Yelang people in ancient times when they rode ponies and saw the big Han iron horse galloping for the first time.

He went to school, rode his horse and ran all day, changed a few horses, and the wild riding was no problem.

The buttocks are shaking, the heart is pounding, fortunately, this body has a foundation, and the muscle memory is vaguely there, otherwise he may not be able to get out of bed, and everyone will fall apart.

Wang Mingzhi couldn't say that he didn't work hard, in addition to practicing playing on horseback, he also hurriedly bought an indoor horse riding machine. When he returned to his apartment in the evening, he rode up to maximum power, wielding a polo fight, and practicing leaning over, leaning over, leaning sideways, and hitting the ball in violent bumps......

And just like that, on Saturday, the team practiced together for the first time. - It's really just an amateur race, and you have to rent a horse for practice, and you have to spend money on it, so you have to pay for it.

The TV station sent a total of 15 people, 10 main players and 5 substitutes. Editor-in-chief Liu is here, Zhou Chengbin is also here, and Pan Yue, the producer of the weather forecast, is also there. It's not just men, there are four female players, including morning news anchor Mai Rui, all of whom are recognized as good polo players in Taiwan.

And the coach is an old man named Gu Guang, with a chubby face and glasses. used to be a director of the station, but now he is retired.

"There's not so good news. Just gathered at the stable of the Tianma Polo Field, Editor-in-Chief Liu told everyone: "Jincheng TV has cooperated with the pack horse team and will lease a group of reserve polo horses to play." ”

Everyone exclaimed, their faces changed, and Mai Rui hurriedly said, "This is too unfair. ”

After watching a polo match on the spot, Wang Mingzhi still didn't understand, those polo horses and ordinary horses are not the same species at all! Those are F1 cars. Polo is a sport that requires not only outstanding skills of the polo players, but also the quality of the horse.

Even if Yuan Zikang's gang rode an ordinary horse against a polo horse, it was impossible to win.

"We don't have to be discouraged. Coach Gu Guang said, but he was very calm, "The pack horse team has to consider the league, and all they can rent are some old horses that are about to retire." We use young prospective polo horses and don't lose much. The key is to have faith. The horse is a proud animal, and if you don't have faith, it can feel it, and it won't obey you. ”

Everyone nodded yes, but who didn't know in their hearts that this was chicken soup, and the old racehorse could also make their horses eat dust.

"Let's fight with all our might!" Editor-in-chief Liu couldn't say that Brazil has less funds and resources than Jincheng.

With the help of the racecourse staff, everyone took a big horse out of the stable. The hallmark of a playing horse is that the tail is tied up with a tie, and the mane of the neck is either cut off or braided into a "thread", like some kind of dirty braid.

The white stallion "White Flower" ridden by Wang Mingzhi is the thread full of necks, which is very windy and the best horse in the audience.

It was his first time riding a quasi-polo horse, and he moved up another level. Everyone looked at his lofty heroic posture, and praised one after another, this time it was stable! Zhou Chengbin praised: "Feiming, what a young man on a white horse!" Mai Rui also smiled and praised: "Okay!"

In a short time, fifteen men rode to the wide meadow and divided into two teams to fight.

The referee on the middle line blew the whistle and threw the ball high in his hand, and rode his horse to the side.

The men of the two teams instigated their horses, as if two armies were clashing, holding the reins in one hand and waving a ball battle like a knife in the other, shouting and running to the middle line. The opening scrum is always dangerously intense!

Liu Jun took the lead, and grabbed the red ball on the ground between the staggered horses, and was about to pass it to Wang Mingzhi, "Feiming......!"

Why can't you see the shadow of a person or a horse?

When this round was over, Liu Jun had an answer. Everyone on horseback was puzzled, and Coach Gu Guang and the referee on the sidelines were also puzzled, Wang Mingzhi rode a horse and walked slowly behind, looking a little nervous, "I'm still familiar with the horse, and I'm still familiar with the horse......"

Everyone looked at each other, looking at Feiming like this, how could he look like a person who didn't know how to play?

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Jincheng Jianmen Stadium, the polo team of Jincheng TV is preparing for tomorrow's Shuyan Bowl, and the old and healthy polo horses are galloping like the wind.

After the training, Cui Zhiquan told Director Yan a new piece of news, which came from a reporter at Tianma Racecourse.

"As I expected, Wang Mingzhi is not good at riding horses and playing ball. Yan Jianchuan smiled, and immediately called Wei Lin, the president of "Jincheng Daily", "Old Wei, increase the publicity of Shuyan Bowl." ”

"Hehe, don't worry, the people will know. Wei Lin also wanted to take a breath.

Now in this situation, the higher Wang Mingzhi is praised before the game, the greater the disappointment of people after the game. If you don't know how to play, is that still a man......?

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September 24th Sunday is here!

With a history of more than 40 years and crazy publicity in recent days, although the Shuyan Bowl event has not received attention from outside Jiannan Dao, it has attracted the warm attention of hundreds of people in the Dao.

Jincheng Channel, Brazil Channel and other Jiannan channels will broadcast live, as long as it is a polo match, the ratings will not be low.

As the evening approached, the Jianmen Stadium was once again full! More than 200,000 spectators sat down and began to sing. In front of the TV and mobile phone, Wang Mingzhi's relatives, friends, and admirers are all looking forward to it, come on Feiming, just score three goals.

At the same time, in the locker room of the players of the Brazilian team, Editor-in-Chief Liu looked at Wang Mingzhi with a frown, and stopped talking one by one.

They were about to go to the stable to lead the horses to play, but they had a tacit understanding, it turned out that Feiming didn't know how to play at all! Yesterday's joint practice showed this exactly, they didn't dare to fight, they didn't know how to control the horses, and they couldn't swing ......

It's a pity, it's a pity, how can such a piece of beautiful jade not play?

"Feiming. Editor-in-chief Liu had to go and say in a deep voice, "Your current state, is it really okay to play?"

Wang Mingzhi was sitting on a chair wearing knee pads, feeling bitter! There was still no suitable treasure, no trigger skills, and he was going to be forced to die.

"Why don't you be a goalkeeper?" asked Coach Gu Guang. If Fei Ming has to play, being the goalkeeper is the only option, and he only needs to pestle in front of the goal and pretend to swing the ball.

"Feiming, that's it. Editor-in-chief Liu couldn't help but sigh again, such a beautiful jade, why can't she play!

Wang Mingzhi looked at Coach Gu Guang's indifferent fat face, and almost cried out at once: Coach, I want to play basketball......

There is no basketball ...... in this world!