I don't know if Casillas' stare was too good, or if Forlan felt the anger of Capello on the sidelines, but after he ran back to his position, people were surprised to find that Francisco Alvarez didn't rush forward.

Oh, if you have to say it, this is not a normal development that is surprising.

Carlos on the left side is straight forward as always, and it has basically become a fixed scene for Real Madrid, but what makes Carlos not very happy is that it seems that Fran has finally come to his senses, but how long has he compromised?

Thinking like this, Carlos took the time to turn around and wave his little hand at Fran, come on~happy~Anyway, I still have a lot of physical strength~

Carlos has not given up on popularizing the offensive guard with him for several years, and of course Amway is often forcibly interrupted by Casillas during the process. Therefore, Carlos thought that Fran had suddenly opened his mind, and he had to encourage him to keep up the good work.

Fran scratched his curly hair and didn't respond to the Brazilian, and saw Carlos's expression on the pitch vividly express the pain of "having a traitor between us".

What the hell is a traitor!I'm inspired to be the last conscience of the Real Madrid backline!ヽ('Д′)┻━┻

With that in mind, Fran decided to show his loyalty to Casillas, with the central idea that I would always be the closest person to you on the pitch. But unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, his eyes bumped into Ramos, who was looking at him.

"Fran, are you tired?" Ramos asked in a whispered tentative voice, the eagerness in his eyes too obvious, "If you're tired, I'll go up?"

I'm not tired! These laps are easy for me! What am I tired of?

Fran, whose mental activity is extremely complicated, twitched the corner of his mouth, "You can do it!" The next second Ramos swept in front of him like a wind, and Fran, who was still planning to take credit for his loss, stared at Ramos who was gone, and he no longer had the courage to look at Igor's face at this moment, let alone Capello.

It's not my pot, is it? My reputation for putting defense first can't be ruined for just a few minutes, right?

A roar suddenly sounded behind Fran, who was making up a big drama in his brain, "When you come back, defend me well!" Casillas clenched his fists and waved on the side of the goal, obviously completely dissatisfied with the sitcom that the defenders in front of him were talking to themselves and directing themselves, the so-called greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment, and the always conscientious Fran also saw that it was crooked, which instantly ignited Cassie's anger.

Forlan immediately stood in his position obediently and sensibly, okay, okay, Real Madrid's defender tradition, I understand, I understand.

On the sidelines, Capello watched his team's "defender collective rebellion" finally return to normal amid the goalkeeper's roar... Well, after all, there's a return to basics. He couldn't help but think in his heart, sure enough, what he said was true.

The drama came to an end and Forlan quickly came out of his easy form, but Villarreal may have watched a good show and didn't see it as a smoke-filled first round of the league for a while, especially with the new signings of the Yellow Submarines.

Somosa has just arrived in La Liga from Sarsfield in the Argentine First Division, and he is nervous before the game and wants to have a bright performance in the first round and give himself a good start in the rising period. But at the beginning of the game, the opponent was the Real Madrid team, and at the beginning it did not quickly start the attack, but seemed to be performing a mime.

This situation can easily make the already tense Somosa gradually relax, but no one will be kind enough to notify his opponent when he is ready to make a move. The first 20 minutes were more harmonious, giving Somosa, who was not yet accustomed to La Liga, feel at ease to return to the South American arena, and the Argentine ran on the pitch with the ball as if he were in a pampas......

With a snap in the next second, Somosa first felt the emptiness under his feet, and then fell to the ground in a hurry. Looking up at the pair of sneakers that appeared in his field of vision, he saw a man in white wearing a number 5 who saved the ball from rolling to the sideline, and rubbed his heel to turn the ball to the Real Madrid full-back.

Seeing that the referee didn't talk about pulling out the cards, Somosa simply didn't blow the whistle to warn, and got up a little embarrassed. His first reaction when he looked at Real Madrid's No. 5 was, isn't this the protagonist of the sitcom just now?

Seeing that Somosa seemed to be a little shocked, Diego Fran walked over and patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, "It's good to get used to it, that guy makes mistakes from time to time, it doesn't matter if you want to have fun, but don't take it seriously... His feet are far from sweet. Not far away, Fran, known as "not so sweet", maintained a dazed expression, but this time Somosa didn't believe it.

"Why didn't the referee even hesitate when he put the shovel just now?" Diego Forlan shrugged, "On the one hand, it's the home whistle, and on the other hand, the La Liga referee is actually those positions, and over the years, his defense is really up to the foul conditions, and he played the edge ball exceptionally beautifully, and over time he has formed an impression." ”

Somosa wanted to ask for specific impressions, but Diego had already run away. Carlos ran to the midfield position and handed the ball to Emerson, who glanced at Forlan's position and saw that he didn't seem to plan to support the midfielder, muttering in his heart to give the ball to Guti. Emerson's kick was directly big, and there was a big gap between Guti's expected position, and it was naturally re-taken by Villarreal.

When Somosa saw this, he immediately beckoned for the ball, and the attack was full. Fran saw the midfielder decisively feeding the cannonball he had just tackled, and the side of his neck crooked and rattling, guessing that he was probably trying to get back from himself. But this scene appeared on the camera but it was different, there were a few wolf howls at the Bernabeu Stadium, "No, ah, ah, the little angel Fran will always unconsciously sell cuteness when he enters the big demon stage on the field!"

Someone, who was thought to be unconsciously cute by his own female fans, looked at Somosa, who ran straight at him, and he ran very regularly, making Fran's fingers tap on the rhythm of 'da da da' in the seam of his pants, and jumped up in the next second. In fact, compared to mature players who have become more and more ambiguous in the format of their skills, Forlan likes this kind of 'show-off' South American player who always has a kind of street football shadow in his mind.

Well, although it is not uniform, the seemingly varied correspondence of these players actually has a certain pattern.

Somosa faced Forlan who was approaching, and first tried to force a change of direction twice, but there was no doubt that he did not shake off, and not only that, but he was almost stabbed off by Forlan at the moment of changing direction. Seeing this, Somosa pursed his lips to show that he was extremely skilled at pedaling.

Once, twice, three times, four times......

Somosa's feet were constantly making quick circles around the ball, taking turns walking around the ball. Fran stared at Somosa's shoulder, but his right arm, which should have been propped up, was still curled up at his side, tapping on the rhythm of 'da da da'. When Somosa □□ again, all the viewers who watched the contest through the camera could spot the abrupt crooked corners of Real Madrid's No. 5's mouth.

"We've noticed that Somosa has pedaled six times, and it's a trick that can confuse people when used properly. Active players have used this technique well with Robinho, Ronaldo and Cristiano Ronaldo, but we all know that the key to this entry-level trick is body coordination and rhythm with the ball. Defenders keep their shoulders on the shoulders as an effective way to give away secrets. ”

Fran stopped beating the rhythm at the moment of the crooked mouth, and in the face of Somosa's seemingly right-hand attack, he did not immediately grab or turn to get in position, but looked extremely stupid and put his legs together.

"I don't know what Fran is thinking, does he think that Somosa wants to violate..."Before the words fell, he saw that Somosa, who seemed to be on the right side, made a crotch piercing. But the so-called crotch piercing became a joke that smashed directly into the legs after Fran closed his legs.

Forlan managed to intercept the ball, but instead of handing it over to the left and right wing-backs as others would expect, he rushed forward with the ball.

That's right! Francisco Alvarez, he rushed forward with the ball!

But this time, no matter how consternation, it was no longer a whim on the whim of Fran, but a tactical arrangement by Capello.

When Guti received a pass from Forlan and Villarreal stepped up, Forlan did not return to his position but stood by Guti's side. He was stuck on Guti's right side almost instantly, and Guti didn't hesitate to send the ball to the left with a beautiful outside volley. Just when everyone looked at the empty area and thought it was a mistake, the new transfer Ruud van Nistelrooy suddenly plugged in from behind. Facing the goalkeeper with the football, Ruud van Nistelrooy even had the interest to play a trick, rotating 180 degrees on the inside of his foot after receiving the football. The king of the small forbidden area, in the case of good health, within the small forbidden area, he is the king.

Real Madrid's new signing Ruud van Nistelrooy opened the scoring for his new club with an assist from midfielder Guti!"

Capello clenched his fists for the goal on the sidelines, gritted his teeth and said to the assistant coach next to him, "As long as he can give me this kind of defense, this kind of cooperation, and such a first guard, he can be fully tolerant of no matter how bearish he is." ”

It's not at all like the style of an iron-fisted coach, and the assistant coach who has worked with Capello for many years thinks, "You believe in him so much?"

"You don't believe him?" Capello asked rhetorically, looking at the young man who had rubbed shoulders with Villarreal.

And the kid who was thought by Capello to be okay as long as the future was bright caught Somosa again, "Welcome to La Liga." ”

Suddenly I understood the joy of what David and Vanney called the Roy Keane-esque "welcome style". 166 Reading Network