Chapter 93 Flying High Against the Wind

Redondo and Albertini stared at each other in the midfield, and there seemed to be a crackling electric current between the two of them, and if Juan didn't know his own boss very well, he would have thought that these two people were looking at each other......

However, in order to prevent his big guy from becoming emotional on the court, Juan still shouted meaningfully on the side of the court: "Big guy, don't make eye to eye with the opponent, Aimar is going to be beaten by the other party!" ”

The corners of Redondo's mouth twitched slightly, and Albertini in front of him jumped an eyebrow.

…… What do you mean by eyebrows?

"You're a funny kid." Albertini spoke very tactfully, and Redondo immediately blackened his face, glared at the innocent person on the sidelines, and turned his head away in silence.

It's not like he hasn't told Albertini about his children before, and when he was at AC Milan, he also brought two children with him - Albertini only knew one of them - although they didn't last very long, but they still compare them to his two children in Madrid.

But what he didn't say was that among his several apprentices, Juan was the most indebted......

Albertini saw that Redondo was leaving, and he hurriedly followed, now his task is to defend Redondo, otherwise it will not be fun to make trouble with this aggressive midfielder later.

However, Redondo only took two steps and did not fully move forward, and then turned his head and smiled at Albertini: "Now it's up to me to defend you." ”

"Huh?" Albertini was stunned, "The kid said that Aimar was going to be blown up, so you didn't want to help him?" ”

"Don't underestimate Deportivo Deportivo Defence." He raised an eyebrow and smiled, leaning sideways, as Albertini looked to the back of the court.

Aimar is indeed in a hard fight, he is not suitable for the defensive road at all, Xavi seems to know what his situation is, so he has to take this road with the ball, and the defenders on the field are beginning to secretly adjust their positions and prepare to deal with it.

"Your defense is really a bit like the chain defense of Italy." Albertini sighed and said, "It's just a little bit off." ”

However, the Italian midfielder was still a little impressed by the fact that the team was assembled from all over the world in July, and the fact that he could do such a good job in passing and receiving training and running also proved that the young manager still has a little ability.

Redondo ignored the genius of his own era, and slowly narrowed his eyes.

He saw a red and blue striped jersey lurking in the back, as if no one had noticed it - although there was still Juan Sorin standing next to him, the Argentine captain was focused on the ball in front of him and was not so focused on the defense of the people around him.

That's going to be a loss.

Apparently, Xavi also noticed the man, and while he was tangling with Aimar, he grabbed a gap and sent the ball away, and Deportivo looked at it in the back and was shocked.

Ronaldinho!

Ronaldo catches the ball!

When the football fell to the feet of the football elf, it seemed that the atmosphere of the whole stadium had changed, and the cheers at the Camp Nou suddenly became louder, as if now they were not watching a game, but a football feast.

Ronaldinho's pace was so light that Juan Sorin saw the ball at his feet and immediately made a tackle, and the Brazilian danced with his instep to the ball, Juan Sorin watched as the ball grazed at chest level with him before landing in front of the pitch.

And the football elf just turned around very casually, and then - raised his foot and hit the goal!

Obviously, the shot from the edge of the box startled everyone, and Diego López subconsciously jumped to the right with a "bang".

"Blocked!! Incredibly, Diego López blocked Ronaldinho's long-range shot!! Frank jumped almost immediately, "Awesome, I thought the ball was already amazing, I really didn't expect López to save it, this kid has an immeasurable future!" ”

"This young player from the Castilla Academy seems to have been idle at the start of the season," Dean said, also with some relief, "If it weren't for the good weather right now, standing in the back for four games, I guess this lad would have caught a cold." ”

"It's just a blockbuster!" Frank was very excited, "Five games, one save like this is enough!" ”

The ball was lifted off the baseline by López, and the Spanish goalkeeper fell directly to the ground himself, and before he could get up, he looked up to see where the ball was, and he was finally relieved to see the colorful elf behind the net.

Before he could get up, a pair of Nike shoes appeared in front of him, the yellow and blue colors were very gorgeous, he raised his head a little and looked at it, and a hand reached out in front of him-

López tilted his head and squinted his eyes, Ronaldinho.

"Nice pounce." The Brazilian grinned, not at all unwilling to have the ball saved, and his whole face was full of happiness, "Hurry up, it's only five minutes into the game." ”

I have to say that most Brazilians are still very happy as opponents, but it is not without outliers like Big and Small......

A man who shines as brightly as the sun.

This description has nothing to do with looks, it just means that the two of them give people a feeling. When they are separated by screens and cameras, they are harmless, and just making people look at them like this makes people feel happy.

But what if you bump into it on the pitch?

There is no screen to cover it, and when you are close to it, the heat of the sun is strong enough to burn people.

This man is very bright and warm, Lopez subconsciously held his hand and got up, the two of them hugged each other, Ronaldinho patted him and smiled, and began to rush forward to prepare for the game again, Lopez touched his face for a long time and did not react.

The centre circle kicks off again, Deportivo has the ball, the referee blows the whistle, and Bellerón looks across the side and then looks at Albertini and smiles.

The Italian midfielder was stunned for a moment, and before he could react to what was happening, he saw Belleron sending the ball to the left very casually, and he subconsciously glanced in that direction, and his heart sank.

Redondo.

The more people who want to avoid it, the easier it seems to be to bump into it, Redondo glanced at him rather nonchalantly, with an icy meaning, obviously the Argentine is still haunted by his little manager's "eyebrows", the ball gently fiddles at his feet, and then Deportivo No. 5 stepped forward rather nonchalantly.

Juan let out a "haha" and then looked in the direction of the frontcourt.

"What's wrong?" In the middle of the game, assistant coach Allen has always had to pay attention to Juan's every move, the little coach is really a very magical coach, he is not like an ordinary coach who has been on the sidelines, there will always be all kinds of magical ideas and ideas on the field-

His Deportivo team is also like this, full of variables and ideas, and it is simply confusing, such as Juan Bellerón, when did he take the initiative to shoot when the team still had the upper hand?

And now, Redon is moving, but Juan is looking at the Barcelona goal, what is this going to do?

Before Alan could ask, Juan quickly stepped forward and stood near the sideline: "Leo!" ”

was called by him like this, Messi subconsciously looked back, and Juan said quickly: "Insert it inside, don't be in a daze!" ”

The future king of the ball still looks a little immature, a little imperfect in the running position, but a little mention of it he knows what the situation is, Deportivo No. 25 subconsciously rushed to that position, but before he could react to why he was standing there, the colorful football appeared in his sight like a naughty child?!!

Messi was stunned, he didn't even have time to look up to see who passed the ball, and immediately after getting the ball, he jumped up and turned to face Puyol.

What kind of defensive player is Puyol, Messi knows best, in La Masia for so many years, he has had many training sessions with Barcelona's team stalwart defense, if the prince of Real Madrid and the Bernabeu is Raul, since Figo's departure, the soul of red and blue has been inherited by Puyol.

It can be said that this senior is a typical example of Messi's respect and fear in Barcelona.

Something was burning inside Messi, and he seemed to hear his own blood gurgling and boiling.

Juan is right, what could be more exciting than the reunion of old friends?

He bent slightly, his eyes fixed on Puyol's direction, and he took a deep breath.

“Gooooooooal！！ Incredible goal!! Frank held his breath and yelled, "Lionel Messi!" That goal was simply amazing!! Puyol only had time to turn half of his body before Messi was completely clear to him, shooting directly at Valdés, who had misjudged the direction!! ”

"In the seventh minute of the game, Deportivo La Coruna was one goal ahead of Barcelona, maybe our referee was not very clever today, or maybe our fourth official, Jesus, was a little bit more powerful!"

Hearing that Frank had already started to talk nonsense, Dean looked at him helplessly and continued: "Very wonderful table, this goal can be compared to Ronaldinho, this is not an ordinary goal, this is more like a show!" ”

"Redondo dribbled the ball up from the touchline and then slammed it into a blank corner near the edge of the box, where there was no one, but Rio Messi cut in at high speed to win the goal, Puyol couldn't make up for it in time, giving Deportivo a chance to take advantage of!"

Messi had already fallen to the ground after the shot, and when he saw the ball pass through Valdés' five fingers, he was stunned at first, and then cracked his mouth and smiled.

A hand reached over, the red and blue jersey, he subconsciously reached out to hold it and stood up to see that it was Puyol, his former captain smiled at him, even if it was his own goal that was broken just now.

"Well done, Leo."

Leo Messi was still smiling, but when he smiled, it seemed that the light was too dazzling, and his eyes were illuminated with tears.

Valdés touched his head, got up and looked at the goal, muttered an evil sentence: "Leo, you kid doesn't play cards according to common sense, and the routine of playing football has changed after only half a month of going out at this time?" ”

The Argentine child looked up at Valdés from Puyol's pectoral muscles and smiled: "Juan handed it over to me." ”

"Which Juan?" The two men spoke in unison.

"All four." Messi smashed his mouth, tilted his head and recalled his "good" time in Deportivo La Coruna, and then nodded seriously: "Well, I have received a good education." ”

“？？？”

"Nothing." Messi had already noticed the warning eyes of his own coach on the sidelines, so he quickly hugged him tightly again and let go of his hand: "Play game!" ”

Seeing Messi running back to his place and waiting, Juan retracted his gaze and prepared to sit down, while David Silva was already dumbfounded.

"What's wrong?" As soon as Juan turned around, he saw the Spanish teenager looking stunned, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Pony, your eyeballs are about to fall off." ”

David Silva calmed down at this time, and couldn't help but swallow: "Boss, how did you see that position, did you know it??" ”

"Of course not." Juan looked at him in surprise, how did this kid's head grow, and the brain circuits seemed to be a little too abnormal?

"How did that happen, did you see the big picture?" David Silva deliberately jumped out of the dugout and stood next to Juan to take a look, in fact, Juan did not have a very good view from this position, "I used to sit in the stands at the Bernabeu and watch the game, but even if you look down from a high place, there will be places on the pitch that you don't notice. ”

Juan said "oh": "There will be a blind spot with your eyes no matter what, you try to substitute your overall view into your own mind."

"Substitute in mind?" David Silva was stunned, "But how do you do this?" ”

Juan glanced back at the Spaniard. A Coruña group of young people are very studious and hard-working, ask if they don't understand anything, practice if they can't figure it out, and often take the initiative to ask their seniors for advice, which is a very good atmosphere.

He smiled and pointed to the green field in front of him: "Look at the situation on the field clearly, imagine that you are now looking down on the whole stadium...... pony, when you go back after the game, you follow me to see the tactical review, and gradually you will habitually copy the situation on the field in your mind, and use it flexibly in the live game, in your mind, there are no dead ends on the field. ”

As Juan said this, Barcelona had already begun to organise another round of attack, and Deportivo La Coruna's goal did not seem to discourage the Red and Blues, and their attack did not weaken as a result, with Xavi's long-range strike and Samuel Eto'o's header relaying both testing Deportivo goalkeeper Diego López.

They were obviously a little impatient from the goal in the middle circle, and as soon as they kicked off, they began to pass to the wing, and Ronaldinho was running on the wing......

As soon as they saw Ronaldinho, everyone couldn't help but get nervous, especially the Deportivo fans, who almost clenched the scarves in their hands.

Please, don't get the ball to his feet!!

However, they also know that Barcelona will concede the ball to Ronaldinho's feet anyway, so the biggest question for Deportivo now is how they can prevent the Brazilians from attacking.

Barcelona had a great chance to equalise at the start of the game against Deportivo when Albertini crossed the middle and Andres Iniesta, who had a one-on-one advantage, deflected the ball wide of the onrushing Diego López.

Although this goal did not go to Ronaldinho, it still made Deportivo Deportivo break out in a cold sweat.

A single knife, that's a single knife! They're levelised!

It was a terrible thing to get to the draw at Camp Nou, with the Reds playing in a traditional 4-4-2 formation, with attacking from the centre of the field and the wing-backs or midfielders always looking for a way to hoist the ball up front with a long ball in search of their striker.

For example, Ronaldinho, for example, Eto'o.

This is Barcelona's usual formation so far, and it just so happens that Deportivo Laportunia are now in a 3-5-2 formation that is more restrained in their style of play.

Juan stood on the edge of the pitch and watched the situation on the field without moving, there was no anxiety on his face, at least in his eyes, although it looked like Deportivo La Coruna was being pressed and beaten by Barcelona now, but in his eyes, the disparity in strength and weakness on the field was not as great as it appeared.

He knows that the players are not dead, it is impossible to stand on the pitch without moving at all, at both ends of the offensive and defensive ends, the 3-5-2 formation can derive a lot of changes, the tactical adjustability is very strong, the offensive and retreating can be said to be the current Deportivo Na, which is the main reason why they have not been scored until now.

Deportivo La Coruna, who escaped, then returned the colours, with Fernando Gago curling a cross from the right, Portillo heading in and Valdés making a scorpion-tailing save to drag the ball out.

"I've finally figured out now that it's a very superficial act to judge Juan Díaz's tactics in the starting line-up." Dean's voice was very sad, and he was now beginning to seriously reflect on his mistakes, after all, he was an excellent "tactical encyclopedia" anyway, and he now has most of the layout since he got the player list.

However, after five games for Deportivo La Coruna, his confidence has been completely shattered, and it is surprising that he has directly admitted that his actions are "superficial".

"Dean, what do you think of Deportivo as the current formation?" Frank looked at the field with interest, and Dean coughed lightly.

"Let me tell you, Deportivo sometimes changes three or even four in a game, and the formation of different tactics is constantly changing according to the opponent's formation, which is the charm of football games......" Speaking of this, Dean was obviously very excited, "I don't know how the little coach made the formation so big with a few words on the sidelines, and every change is still very organized, it's incredible!" ”

Finally, Dean summed it up in one sentence: "The little coach of Deportivo La Coruna is really exciting!" ”

"......" Frank looked at his commentary partner with a very complicated look.

"Energetic?" Frank's voice was a little weird.

"yes, don't you think? He's so excited about this team! Dean sighed and patted Frank's arm, "This style of play seems unhurried, but it's too emotional to come and go." ”

The stands suddenly remembered the tidal cheers, and the Barcelona fans began chanting the same name and excitedly stood up from their seats.

"Ronaldinho !!! the ball"

Ronaldinho drove the ball into the Deportivo penalty area, and Barcelona now look like they are in the attack, but in reality there is always a way for Deportivo to intercept him and Eto'o in midfield or on the flanks.

Riquelme, Belleron, Gago and Redondo almost formed an invisible king in front of Deportivo La Coruna's midfield, all the balls could not pass, and when the ball was about to fall in front of him, there would always be an elegant, or galloping, or decisive, or light figure, snatching the football from the side.

After a few times, Ronaldinho couldn't help it, he began to retreat, and finally let their midfielders find an opportunity, if Albertini hadn't gritted his teeth and passed the ball to him just now, maybe Barcelona would still be attacking with thunder and rain.

However, now, after he got the ball, he still had to stop his steps and keep an eye on the person in front of him.

Fernando Redondo.

To be honest, whether it was Riquelme, Aimar, Gago or Belerón standing in front of him now, he would not hesitate to go straight to it, with his almost juggling movements, it was still a very simple thing to play with these young people, the only thing he had to worry about was Fernando Redondo in front of him.

But now, it's this person in front of him.

If Ronaldinho's showmanship is something that people can't help but cheer, then Fernando Redondo's defence is another alternative aesthetic.

His defence looked so pleasing to the eye that even the Camp Nou crowd couldn't help but want to cheer him on. People are always chasing the so-called happy football like Ronaldinho, the style of play like Redondo that is enough to be called "aristocratic", and it is enough to make people can't help but want to indulge.

- Of course, Ronaldinho is not included in these people.

The fans are laymen watching the excitement in the audience, while insiders like him are watching the doorway.

Redondo's defensive awareness, position awareness, interception accuracy, and fighting speed are all master-level, especially his prediction and defensive area, Ronaldinho knows a lot of midfielders and defenders, and no one can compare to the person in front of him.

Terrible talent and ability.

Redondo at his peak was a star who could make a qualitative change in the team's offensive and defensive balance and playmaking on the offensive end, and his successful defensive counter-attacks were enough to put Barcelona in trouble.

So now, he must not let the ball get cut off from his feet!

Ronaldinho's best thing is the reverse tail, he leans his body weight forward in the direction of footing, and uses the outside of the foot to gently follow the bottom of the ball, sweeping from the inside to the outside, when the ball runs in the direction of the previous foot, the outside of the foot hooks the ball in the opposite direction, and a series of actions are completed smoothly and quickly.

It can be said that if he had changed to another person, as long as that person was not Redondo, maybe this would have been a success.

But who is Redondo?

The Argentine midfielder has an amazing footwork that doesn't even look a good match for his strong build, because in most people's imagination, delicate skills should be put to the hands of small players like Ronaldinho and Ronaldo.

Lionel Messi is also possible, of course.

However, Redondo's physique was so inappropriate that even if he moved exquisitely, his speed inevitably slowed down, and it was this "slow" word that made His Royal Highness the most elegant prince in the Bernabeu.

In the end, his technical level is not covered, and what he is best at is anti-bulltail passing.

What is the best way to reverse the tail of a bull? It's just the opposite of the usual oxtail passing in the opposite direction, and these two people are now like two bicycles meeting at the same time in a narrow alley.

At this time, one of the owners shouted, "You to the left, I to the right!" What happened to these two people on bicycles?

Of course, two people bumped into each other, because they both went to the same corner, which was unavoidable.

Therefore, when the oxtail and anti-oxtail passers were used together, Redondo and Ronaldinho's legs collided with each other through the football.

Both of these people are very easy to get injured, Ronaldinho is relying on his young body, but Redon is more experienced, no one is cheap, the ball passed through the gap between the legs of the two people, and jumped away.

Gago immediately stepped forward to compete for football, because of his youth, his tackles and catches are still a little frizzy, but because he is surrounded by seniors, he doesn't have to worry about it at all, now is not the time for him to carry the banner, now is more important is experience!

After a long attack, even Ronaldinho, a big killer, was ambushed, and Barcelona coach Rijkaard finally couldn't help it.

He is a former meritorious legend of Barcelona, known as the "black swan", and it is obvious that he also maintains his arrogant and calm appearance on the sidelines of the pitch, but now he can't sit still.

The team he is taking is Barcelona, one of the best teams in La Liga! Barcelona, Real Madrid, Deportivo La Coruna and Valencia all won the top five teams in La Liga, while fifth-placed Atletico Madrid only lost one game.

At the beginning of the league, the points are very tight, is Barcelona going to fall out so soon?!

He finally left his dugout and stood on the sideline to direct the players, and Juan glanced at him.

This person doesn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, not far from the position he was standing in, and it was just two sentences at the beginning, and the players were fine when they moved twice, and I don't know what to think.

Juan ignored him, of course, and he looked down at his watch, then frowned.

With the first half of the game coming to an end, is there any big change for Barcelona?

And he originally thought that the arrogant Dutchman would sit on his bench for at least a full half time before he got up to direct the game, but he couldn't hold his breath at this time?

On the pitch, Deportivo tried another side kick, and before Aimar could get Albertini to press it, he first made a long diagonal pass into Barcelona's penalty area, and the ball slid through a beautiful arc in the air, and the audience couldn't help but exclaim.

The position near the penalty spot is perfect for the striker to head the ball after sprinting!

But the question is......

The person standing near that was not Portillo, it was Leo Messi.

Messi's height is not 170cm, and when the two teams lined up before the game, some people couldn't help but wonder if Messi's height would be blocked by a caddie?

But obviously, Messi is not stupid, he took the most petite little caddy and didn't cause any jokes, but when the two teams were lined up, the height of the whole court was 175+, and he was the only one who suddenly concave a piece......

That scene, tsk.

His height is indeed not very suitable for heading, and he himself is not very fond of heading, so Juan will deliberately add a little reward to Messi to encourage him to strengthen his header more.

…… Of course, it's not that he wants to be a header or anything, but at least don't waste it.

The Camp Nou fans held their breath as Puyol had already snatched the ball in the spot, heading it out of the box and landing right at Iniesta's feet.

There was applause in the stands, and the fans managed to soothe their nervous hearts and see their home team set off a round of counter-attack.

Iniesta turned around after getting the ball, and happened to face Riquelme directly, the Argentine wanted to come forward and snatch the football from his feet, but his style of play was really not suitable for this matter, and he was just as good as Messi's defense in tackling this matter, so Iniesta made a fake action very calmly, and then gave the ball to Xavi.

Xavi did not choose to dribble after receiving the ball, and his midfield vision was also very broad, so he immediately found Eto'o near the center circle.

Barcelona's trip came as fast as lightning, and he couldn't see the slightest trace of the precise ball control route in the future, Hu An's head tightened, and he couldn't help shouting on the sidelines: "Concentrate, defend!" ”

After Juan spoke, he seemed to hear a disdainful snort from Rijkaard, who was standing not far away, as if he was sneering at his coaching methods, and Juan couldn't help but glance back at the senior next to him.

Rijkaard didn't even look back at him, still focusing on the football back and forth on the field, and Juan was silent for a moment, then shook his head with a smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Rijkaard spoke suddenly, his eyes still wandering on the field.

"I'm just laughing, isn't it too tired for my seniors to do this?" Juan raised his eyebrows and looked at him very casually, he had always felt a gaze wandering back and forth on his body since just now, but when he paid attention to the people around him, he looked at the court casually, Juan didn't catch it once.

But he is still very sure that the eyes from this direction are only the Barcelona manager, and there will be no second person. Rijkaard finally turned his head willingly, looked him up and down, and raised an eyebrow.

"It's not about you."

Juan put away the smile on his face, and for a moment his expression looked a little cold.

"Since Mr. Rijkaard doesn't admit it, there's not much I can do...... Hopefully you'll be able to maintain that demeanor after the race. ”

"What? It's just a one-goal lead, young people don't be too arrogant. Rijkaard couldn't help but sneer and raise his eyebrows, "Barcelona is not as easy as you think. ”

Juan just watched him quietly, and Rijkaard was still staring at him, when he heard the fans at the scene suddenly booing loudly, and it was very easy to rush down and hit someone immediately.

And in the Sky Sports live room, Frank and Dean were already cheering.

"0:2 - In the forty-third minute, Leo Messi scored twice!!"

Rijkaard's face sank all at once, and he looked like the bottom of a pot that hadn't been brushed for a hundred years.

And it was at this time that Juan's voice Shi Shiran came.

"But as far as I know, Barcelona have never been a team that is good at counter-attacking, have they?"